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BTW: second to last chapter :(:
Chapter 7
"Ron!" Hermione shouted once she caught up with him.
"What do you want?" His tone hurt, but she couldn't figure out why.
"Love is a gift. Love can also be unpredictable . Love is-"
"Magic?!" He cut her off. She nodded.
"Which side are you on?"
"For what?"
"Quidditch tomorrow?"
"Gryffindor, why would you think that I wouldn't be?"
"Draco? Slytherin vs. Gryffindor?"She began to get annoyed and fed up with him.
"Well if you want to know I am cheering for I can tell you it won't be you!" She took a breath trying not to attract Peeves' attention, "I will cheer for Ginny. We are good friends and it is her first game filling in for Harry."
She walked through the partita hole and up to her dormitory. Ron walked through and pulled a note out of his robes.
"No point in telling her anymore. She's to in love with Malfoy," he threw the note onto the fire then went up to bed.
The match began. Draco couldn't stop thinking about the letter...and Hermione. 'I don't understand. How could the Dark Lord find about us? Why is he going to make me do that?' The game ended very soon, much to everyone's dismay. Draco was to off his game and wasn't in the mood to play. 'First, Weasly ruins our date then I get that bloody letter!' Hermione was on the field hugging Ginny and congratulating most of the rest the team. Ron stood there sulking, even though he never let them score.
"Hermione, meet me in the astronomy tower in ten minutes." Hermione heard the urgency in his voice and nodded. Ron however got worried by the tone and ran off to find Harry.