After the hitch in the great hall earlier, I decided it was best if I avoided Ron completely. I don’t know why he started being so horrible, he was never like this before. He used to be so sweet, checking if I’m alright every 5 minutes. There must be something going on for him to be like this, but what?
Being completely lost in thought, I bumped into someone, taken out of my trance, and fell on the floor. I sighed and looked up to see who I had bumped into, when I suddenly felt like crying. It was Ron. “So much for avoiding him” I thought.
I looked up and saw his eyes; he looked so innocent, until he started to glare at me. I was so taken aback by this that I fell over again. He looked like he hated me, but his smile said otherwise.
“Move it” He growled.
I felt like I was going to burst into tears, I didn’t want to have another fight, he was my best friend. I scrambled onto my feet as quick as I could; just trying to get away from him. Frankly, he terrified me. Ever since we broke up, I felt like I was never safe around him, so at every opportunity I could, I got away.
As soon as I got up, I walked; practically ran; away from him, to the line. This was one of the few classes I had without Blaise, but I had with Ron. Blaise somehow made me feel safer, and I don’t know why.
As soon as the teacher came in, I took the seat next to Harry, before Ron could. I had to sit next to someone who I could talk to openly. Harry was like a brother to me, and if I couldn’t tell him anything, then I don’t know who I could tell. I turned to look at him and saw Ron stood there with his mouth open, staring at me and Harry; I just ignored him. I wrote a note to Harry saying:
I need to talk to you after the lesson, I can only trust you with this. It’s about Ron, so you know why really. I don’t think anyone else will understand. Meet me at the black lake at 12:15 -Hermione
Harry read it and then nodded at me, at least someone would listen to me, at least I still had one of my best friends.
The whole lesson I couldn’t get rid of the feeling that Ron was staring at me; more like glaring. I just want to know what I have done to upset him. Why does he hate Blaise and I? Is it because we broke up? Or does he not like my choice? Is he being over protective?
With all these questions going through my head, I missed half of the lesson, concentrating on my thoughts. Luckily it was History of Magic, so he wouldn’t be asking any questions. With about 5 minutes to go, I started to listen to Professor Binns and see what information I could get from what I had missed.
The lesson was soon over and I walked out of the classroom feeling very nervous. It was 12 and I needed to see Blaise before I went to talk to Harry, so I dashed to the great hall. He was sat at the Slytherin table and I couldn’t help to drool when I saw him, He was so handsome. But then again, looks weren’t everything.
I walked over to him and hugged him from behind. I chuckled slightly when he tightened his body, but then he relaxed when he heard me.
“Hey beautiful” He said as I blushed. He always knew how to make me blush.
“Hey. I just wanted to know whether you wanted to hang out later, just after dinner?” I asked. He looked at me and just shook his head while saying:
“I’m sorry; I have some stuff to do.” I just nodded, understanding, but I couldn’t help but feel like something was wrong. I was probably over reacting.
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Years of love (Dramione)Fanfiction
Hermione and Draco have had feelings they can't explain from 3rd and 4th year. When they come back to red their 7th year, will they discover what they are, and act on them?