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"Harry?" Draco and I quickly pull apart in panic, looking for the source of the voice. Hermione stands just around the corner, surprise on her face. I blush a deep red, and cover my face in my hands, wishing I had my invisibility cloak on me. Draco crosses his arms and looks at the ground, seeming unsure of whether to sneer at Hermione or beg her not to tell anyone.
"Er, hello Hermione."
"What is this, Harry?"
"What do you mean?"
"Is this really what I think it is? How long has this been happening?" Hermione awkwardly watches the both of us, unsure of where to go. Draco looks lost as well, so different from his usual confident self.
"Please, Hermione, don't over-react. This is the... second time." I blush at that, not able to meet her gaze. Maybe I am slightly ashamed of what I'm doing with Draco, but not without reason. Things have been moving so quickly that everything I do with him feels slightly strange.
"Why didn't you tell us this was going on? We would have understood." Draco snorts with derision.
"Maybe you do, but the Weasel won't. He hates me, he won't understand."
"You're not even giving him a chance to. Maybe he won't at first, but he'll learn." I interrupt their argument, wishing I could side with Hermione, but realizing Draco is right.
"Hermione, Ron is a brother to me, but he just cannot find out about this. He won't understand, and I don't want to lose him over this."
"Well then, Harry, maybe you'd better decide who is more important to you, because you can't keep both if you refuse to tell Ron." Hermione turns to walk away.
"Wait! You won't tell anyone, right?" Hermione turns back, glaring.
"It really isn't any of my business, now is it?" Once she leaves, Draco turns to me nervously.
"So, what'll it be?" I give him a puzzled look, and he coughs before continuing.
"You know, are you choosing me or the Weasel?" He learns back on the wall, talking casually, but I can hear the edge in his voice. I look at him for a moment, then look away.
"Draco, I want to keep seeing you, and I want to help you, but I can't sacrifice my best friend for you." Draco nods, letting a broken look crossing his face for a second. "But," I continue, "I also can't just give up on this, although judging from our history I probably should. I have to try to make this work, and if Ron won't accept it then for the time being he's not worth it." Draco's face lights up again.
"So, you're not ending it?" I go over to him and wrap my arms around him, the awkwardness of this act lessened slightly by the fact that he doesn't pull away as much.
"Ending it is that last thing I want to do. But, there's something else we have to do now."
"What?"
"We have to tell Ron."
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