I've begun to work things out. Draco and I haven't spoken since he hit me and that was a week and a half ago. Hermione has slowly warmed up to the idea of Ron and me dating; she no longer feels the need to leave the room when we are together; Ron and I have only gotten closer in these passing weeks. The Dumbledore's Army classes have been coming along nicely and everyone, including Neville, has moved up to stunning.
"Isabelle is going to teach the class to day," Harry announces, pulling me out of my thoughts.
"Oh, right. First off Filch is watching us so be extra careful in your comings and goings to this room. Secondly, everyone is doing really well so today I'm going to introduce stunning. Stunning is one of the most useful spells in your arsenal," I explain hoping everyone got it.
Harry nods, "It's sort of a wizards bread and butter, really."
Smiling over at Harry I nod, he's got it spot on. Without stunning you technically have nothing. Yes, you can de – arm your opponent but what good that does you in the end I'll never know?
Looking around I choose the smallest kid in the room…Nigel, "So come on then, Nigel. Give it your best shot. We'll use…stupefy."
Nodding Nigel moves to the other end of the room, his wand pointed at me. Did I make a mistake choosing Nigel? Perhaps I should have chosen Ron, he'd have gone easy on me but Nigel is just another boy. Oh well, it's not like I haven't been stunned before. Stupefy really isn't that bad.
"Stupefy!" Nigel yells sending both of us flying backwards.
Sitting up I smile at the small blond boy, "Good. Not bad at all Nigel."
"Well done," Harry says as Ron lends me a hand in getting up.
It is starting to get cold in this room and the warmth of Ron's hand feels good on my nearly numb fingers. He smiles at me, holding me close to his chest for a minute, allowing my body to steal some of his heat.
"Alright, Hermione, Ron, why don't you try," I say after a few minutes of everyone just standing around.
The rest of the students' line up, clearing the room for Ron and Hermione, it's too dangerous to have too many people doing this at once.
"Don't worry, I'll go easy on you," Ron says to Hermione before going to the opposite end of the room.
"Thank you, Ron."
Suddenly the room erupts with cheers for Ron, "Come on Ron. You can do it Ron. Good luck mate."
"Don't hesitate, Ronald," I whisper to him as he turns to face Hermione.
Before Ron can even nod Hermione's wand it out, "Stupefy!"
Ronald flies backwards hitting his head on the glass wall behind him. Dashing over I help him sit up, inspecting the back of his scalp for injuries. Seeing that nothing is wrong I allow his to stand.
"It's alright, Isabelle. I let her do that. It's good manners, isn't it?"
Rolling my eyes, I wrap my arm around his waste, "The enemy doesn't care about manners, Ronald. Don't be polite."
Ron nods before leaning over and kissing the side of my head. Rolling my eyes I press my lips to his for a second before turning to the rest of the class. "Alright, everybody split into pairs don't try too hard. I'm not in the mood to go to the hospital wing."
Ron stays by me, allowing me to keep my head rested on his arm. His hand is resting on my lower back. I'm so warm right now. Closing my eyes I let myself drift into a light sleep waking only once Ron moves. The room is empty. Have I really been sleeping that long? Why am I on the floor?
"You're awake," smiles Ron as I sit up.
"Yeah, sorry I made you sit here for so long," I reply, resting my head on Ron's shoulder.
"I don't mind. You said my name in your sleep. What where you dreaming about?"
"I was falling, no one was there, I called out but no one came and then…." I trail off unable to finish.
It wasn't Ron who saved me it was Draco and he was sad and sorry for all the pain he caused me. He was crying, he said he needed me to keep him sane. I kissed him and told him I loved him. Ron doesn't need to hear that.
Ron sensing that something is wrong does not push the matter further. Instead he helps me stand, leading me towards the door. I need to speak with Draco. I need to tell him I'm sorry. Yet I cannot hurt Ron, he's been much to kind to me. Oh, the complications of being in love with two people at once.