Hermione's POV
Okay literally everything about the whole next two days were awkward. On Saturday and Sunday I literally just sat in either the Common Room reading, library reading, or I went to the neighboring town and had a couple glasses of butter beer. I avoided Ron as much as I could, which also meant I avoided Harry a lot too. Sadly, I kept shrugging off Ginny and I think she felt bad and she got a little depressed, so I decided to tell her.
"Hey Ginny!" I said when I ran up to her after dinner. Hearing the peppiness and excitement in my voice she snapped her head around to look at me, slightly confused. "Hey Hermione... has everything been okay lately? I had the feeling something bad had happened you didn't want to talk about?" Wow, she was good. "Well, actually you're almost right! I actually DO need to tell you something that happened two days ago at the ball-" "-Oohhhh was it involving a boy?" She winked at me and started smiling. As my cheeks started turning red, I added before she got any more ideas, "Well, actually yes... but not something particularly good." That seemed to confuse her. I smiled and took her hand and ran up the stairs to the Common room so we could be the first ones there. I chose the two seats in the far corner, a place of privacy and out of earshot of anyone else who could be coming to sit in the common room.
"So what happened?" She was still smiling like something gossipy and hot happened, and it made me sick to my stomach. Every single time I thought about that forced kiss between me and Ron made me feel sick. Not period or fever sick, like barfy sick. "Well, I'm not quite sure how to put this, but..." I paused for a while debating if I could actually go through with telling Ginny, and she forced me into telling her when she started motioning me to go on. I took a deep breath. "Ron kissed me the night of the ball when I was on my way to go back to the room. No one else knows so please don't say anything." I was expecting Ginny to be stunned, but she immediately shook her head and swallowed, and I could tell she was still comprehending my words. After about a full minute she looked up at me and she was furious. "HE DID WHAT?" I was a little taken aback by her sudden roar, and the few people who had arrived in the common room while we were talking all heard and started at us. Both Ginny and I blushed, and then Ginny grabbed me by the shoulder and led me out of the common room in the room of requirement.
"Is that why you have been ignoring Harry?" She whispered, and I nodded. "Did he mention anything to you?" She nodded back at me before adding, "He asked me this morning why you weren't talking to him and if he did anything wrong," she looked at me and looked into my eyes, "He seemed really sad. Like he thought it was his fault." I felt a pang of guilt hit me like a ton of bricks. I dropped my head in my hands and I cried. Ginny came and rubbed my back for what seemed like too long, and when I finally decided that I couldn't cry anymore, I got up and told her I was going to see Harry.
I ran into the common room to see him sitting on the couch by the fireplace with Ron nowhere in sight. I ran to Harry and practically sat on him when I hugged him. At first he was too stunned to move, as a person had literally jumped on him, but he soon started to return the hug, holding me tight. The feeling of his muscular arms from quidditch embracing me, the scent of his vanilla shampoo, and the warmth of his face against mine was such an amazing feeling. For a moment I was so in love with everything. So in love that I could not comprehend anything, could not think of anything, and could not move, even if I wanted to. When I felt like too many people had started watching our long and meaningful embrace, I released and looked him in the eyes as I scooted a little over on the couch and got more comfortable. "I am so sorry if you thought that I was mad at you. It isn't you at all. I am sorry I pushed you away." Harry, being still in a little bit of shock from the fact that I had just jumped on him and gave him a really long hug, something I'm sure he wasn't used to, especially from me. Once he regained his ability to talk again, he spoke softly. "Hermione, can you please tell me why you have been ignoring me then?"
Author's Note:
Hey guys! So comment what you want to be in the next chapter and who you want to be paired up? Hermione and Harry or Viktor? Maybe even Hermione and Ron? Or what about Ginny? I am thinking of giving her some boy drama. What about action? Any ideas? I have some ideas up my sleeve for Viktor so keep tuned! If you have any submissions for the story that maybe you have a special request like mentioning your name or having a little part based off of what you submitted, then PM me! Your ideas could be in my story! Thank you for being so patient with me this last week as I have been too busy to write! Thanks, Adriana.