Chapter 6; It Gets Ugly.
Ron walked out of Transfigurations the next day; his face could not be glummer. Hermione had just broken up with him, but he couldn't put his finger in the reason why. She had just said that because they had been best friends for so long, she just couldn't be with him anymore, but he felt that there was more to it than that.
They had a free hour before they had to make their way to Defence against the Dark Arts, so Ron made his excuses to Harry and set off to visit Hermione in the Prefect Tower. He wanted to know the real reason behind this break-up; however, nothing could have prepared him for what he was about to witness.
He flung open her door and his eyes popped. In her huge four-poster bed lay Draco Malfoy of all people. The worst thing was, she was lying next to him. He took in the scene; the two of them embracing each other in bed together, the horrified looks on their faces, and the clothes strewn all over the floor. His heart twisting inside him, he quietly closed the door and turned away, trying to ignore the frantic sobbing of Hermione as she realised that she may have just lost her best friend.
"Shit shit shit!" shrieked Hermione, throwing her clothes back on. "I need to talk to him, he's going to take this really hard; I think I might have lost him for good!" Draco got up and embraced her. The pair stayed entwined with each other for a long time, both of their hearts pounding quickly like the fast, furious beat of a drum.