So in the book, this chapter would be The Egg And The Eye, if this story was in Harry's POV. In that entire chapter,neither Ron nor Hermione are in it. It's about Harry discovering that he will have to face mermaids in the second task.

So, since I really don't have much to work with, this is gonna be just Ron reflecting on his feelings about Hermione, some sibling bonding, and also a letter to Bill. Sorry that this won't be too long.

Chapter 104: Bad Dreams

After we left Hagrid's hut, we headed back up to the entrance hall, with Hermione glaring at the back of Harry's neck.

When we got inside, Hermione went off.

"Oh Harry, how could you lie?" said Hermione, pointing in between Harry's eyes.

"Lie about what?" he said, trying to play innocent.

"You know exactly. You told Hagrid you had finished the clue!"

"And I have...almost. .look I was going to have another look at it to confirm tonight!" said Harry, looking over at me for support that I couldn't give him.

"Well, you had better. And to make sure of that, come on Ron." she said, pulling my arm up the stairs, but in the opposite direction of the tower.

"Hey! I wanted to go back and lay down!" I said, trying to move my sleeve out of her hand.

"Don't give me that." said Hermione, as she dragged me towards the library. "I know Harry hasn't even began to work on that clue. I'm not stupid."

"No one will argue that." I smirked.

"You're such a bother." said Hermione, as we walked into the library. We looked over and seen Ginny, looking as if she were reading a book. However, I could tell by the look on her face that she wasn't.

"Come on." I said, directing Hermione towards my sister.

When we got up to her, the sound of our stop must have broken her out of whatever trance she was in, because she was startled.

"Oh...hey Ron. Hermione." she said in a shaky, low voice.

"Alright. But you aren't."I said, sitting down beside her. Hermione squeezed into the same chair with Ginny, that was plenty big enough to hold the two. Since the visit to the Burrow, her and Ginny had gotten along swimmingly, almost like sisters. Which was good because I felt Ginny needed that having been around boys all her life minus Mum.

"I'm fine. Just fine." said Ginny, eyes not meeting mine.

"You can tell us, Gin." said Hermione in an encouraging voice.

Ginny looked as if the last thing she wanted to do was talk. And then came something that these days only occurred when she thought of first year.

Tears.

"He keeps coming, Ron. He keeps coming back." she let out, now sobbing.

Hermione and I looked at each other. We helped Gunny up and out of the library, so no one would get on her about being loud. We went to an abandoned classroom that was across from the library.

We all went and say on the teacher's desk, where Ginny sobbed into Hermione's shoulder.

"Come on, Gin. You can tell us." said Hermione.

"Yeah, maybe talking it out will help, remember?" I said, reminding her of every time I told her we could talk.

Ginny lifted her head from Hermione's shoulder. She took a deep breath.

And then she let it all out.

"I've been having very vivid dreams lately, about Tom and the diary." said Ginny. "Sometimes I feel as if he was there with me. I can feel his hand on my skin. I can feel his hot breath in my ear, telling me things. It freaks me out and I stay up for the rest of the night. And just the other night, I had a dream that seemed like a warning. He kept saying shit about him rising again, and how when he did, everything would be different. And how he will always have control over me. He reminded me of what I did to Colin, to your, Hermione. How I'm just as evil as he is. He makes me feel positively dirty, and I hate it!"

Hermione cheeks were streaked with tears. Even my eyes were starting to water. I hugged Ginny as close to me as I could.

"Have you written to Mum about it?" I asked.

Gibby shook her head into my chest. " she doesn't understand, no one does. Everyone can walk round here happy, and I still am haunted by a fucking memory. No one knows how I feel. And no one cares."

"That's not true! I may not know, but I do care. You're my sister, and I worry about you. I may not can relate, but I'll try." I said, rubbing her back.

"At least you do." said Ginny. "Mum just tries and babies me. The twins try to get me to laugh, and while that's okay, I don't want to laugh all the time. I can't just joke this off."

"If ever you have another nightmare, you can always come and sleep with me." said Hermione.

"Or me." I said. "I may not be able to fully understand everything, but I'm here for you."

"Me too."

Ginny smiled and wiped her tears. "Thanks, you guys."

Hermione wiped hers and gave Ginny a hug. "No problem."

I smiled. I love seeing Hermione comfort my sister the way she was. I knew that Hermione didn't have any siblings, but the way she was with Ginny, you would have never known it if you didn't already know her.

It made me feel even more for her. That if something happened to where I couldn't talk to her, that Hermione could.

"Well, enough of these sobs and shit." I said,making Ginny smile, "We didn't talk about the Yule. How was Neville? Are you two..."

Ginny laughed. "Neville and I? No, we are only friends. Neville is a sweet guy, but he had my feet hurting all night. Besides, I still like..."

Ginny stopped talking. I had a feeling that this was a conversation that was girls only. I knew she still fancied Harry, but I'm sure she didn't want me to hear it.

I told the girls I would see them later. After promising Hermione a dozen times that I would not disturb Harry, I left and walked back to the dorm.

When I got there, Harry was gone, so I wouldn't have been able to distract him anyways. Dean and Seamus was there, so I played a few rounds of Exploding Snap with them and then I got some parchment and a quill and wrote to Bill.

Hey Bill,

We have a lot to catch up on.

So, we had a Yule Ball a couple of weeks ago. I had to wear these horrid ass robes. I get that we don't have a lot of money, but sometimes I wonder how Percy got new things as a reward, and Ginny's first year she got herself a brand new wand, but I had to wait until third year to get one, and I had to look like an idiot. Hell, even Ginny, Fred, and George's dress robes looked nice.

Anyways, Harry and I went with the Patil twins. Parvati was Harry's date, and Padma was mine, although she's a Ravenclaw, so I didn't know shit about her like I did Parvati, who is a Gryffindor.

You would never believe who Hermione went with. I mean I had asked her and everything to go with one of us, but she had already said yes to Viktor Fucking Krum! Barmy as hell isn't it? He's a grown ass man, preying on a child!

I was completely livid at her. We got into it about him bringing her. She wasn't all that pleased with me. She even yelled at me about next time asking her before anybody else did, and not as a last resort. I didn't mean for things to look like I was asking her because I felt I had nobody left, I just didn't think of asking my best mate is all.

And then, she kissed me to show me that her kiss with Krum was not that bad. I really don't think she meant to, she was just angry, and when Hermione is angry, she does things without thinking sometimes. It really wasn't that major or anything, but it has been on my mind a lot, and I think that I might fancy her.

However, I don't know what to do about it. I don't want to tell her. What if she didn't fancy me back? That would be embarrassing. Plus. I don't think I would know how to date my beat friend. What if we broke up? I would lose her as a girlfriend and a best mate and that would be really bad.

Should I tell her? Should I keep it to myself and see how things go? Tell me why I should do!

You brother in trouble,

Ron

P.S: if you can take any Krum posters that I have on my wall down before I come home, that would be great. Slimy git.

I rolled the letter up and went down to the owlery and sent it off with a school owl (the twins were borrowing Pig again) into the night.

I didn't feel like going back to Hermione and Ginny and interrupting girl talk, so I went back to the dorm and played a few rounds of chess by myself. Soon, I drifted off.