But then, the light went out.

Ron came into the room.

"The sword was stolen." He put the lights back on.

"Yeah, I'm still here. But you two carry on. Don't let me spoil the fun." he said.

I closed the book and turned to him.

"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Wrong? Nothing's wrong. Not according to you, anyway." Ron replied.

"Look, if you've got something to say, don't be shy. Spit it out." I said.

"All right, I'll spit it out. But don't expect me to be grateful...just because there's another damn thing we've gotta find." Ron said, harshly.

"I thought you knew what you signed up for." I said, trying not to snap at him. That's when Gracey came in.

"What's going on?" she asked.

I looked at her and then back at Ron.

"Yeah, I thought I did too." he said.
"Well then, I'm sorry, but I don't quite understand." I said, while I was getting up from the table.

"What part of this isn't living up to your expectations? Did you think we were gonna be staying in a hotel? Finding a Horcrux every other day? Thought you'd be back by Christmas?" I asked as I walked by him.

"I just thought, after all this time...we've would've achieved something. I thought you knew what you were doing. I thought Dumbledore told you something worthwhile. I thought you had a plan." Ron exclaimed.

"I told you everything Dumbledore told me. In case you haven't noticed, we found a Horcrux." I pointed it out.

"Yeah, and we're as close to getting rid of it as we are to finding the rest of them, aren't we?" said Ron.

Then Hermione came in front of Ron.

"Ron. Please, take--" But Ron pushed her arms out of the way.

"Please take the Horcrus off. You wouldn't be saying this... if you hadn't been wearing it all day." she said.

Gracey was about to go up to Ron until.....

"Do you know why I listen to that radio?" Ron asked me.

"To make sure I don't hear Ginny's name, or Fred, or George or Mom or Belle and her Clan."

"You think I'm not listening? You think I don't know how this feels?!" I snapped at him.

"No, you don't know how it feels! Your parents are dead. You have no family." Ron snapped at me. I charged at him.

"Stop. Stop." Hermione and Gracey tried to stop us.

I pushed him off of me.
"Fine, then go!" I exclaimed.

"Go, then!"

"Fine." Ron took off the locket and grabbed his belongings.

"Ron."

"And you?" He asked Hermione. "Are you coming or you're staying?"

Hermione looked at me and then at Ron. Then Ron looked at Gracey.

"What about you?" he asked.

Gracey looked at me and then back at Ron.

"I know you're jealous of them, Gracey. You can't hide it." said Ron.

"I was jealous, but by the looks of it...No I wasn't. Not anymore. Ron, just don't go." Gracey pleaded.

Then Ron gave me his dirty look.

"Fine. I get it. I saw you two the other night." he said to Hermione.

That was nothing. I thought.

"Ron, that's---That's nothing." said Hermione.

Ron left.

Hermione went after him. I shouldn't have done that. Ron apparated out of here.
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Gracey's POV
Hermione ran after Ron. But he already apparated out of here.
I sighed and looked at Harry.

"You shouldn't have done that." I said.

Harry looked away.

I sighed again and went after Hermione.

As I got out, she was on her knees, crying.

I quietly went up to her and kneel down.

"Oh, Gracey.....I can't believe he just left like that." she cried.

I hugged her for comfort. Hermoine is like my sister, so someone has to be there for you.

"Come on, let's go back inside." I suggested.

She nodded and we went back.

Hermione already went to sleep. I tucked her in and went to my bed.
But then, I saw Harry lying there.

I sat down on his side and tucked him in as well.

I was about to walk away until he pulled me down.

"Harry."
"Don't leave me." he whispered.

I blushed, because I'm in bed with him.

"Stay." he said.

I nodded.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer.

"I love you." he said.

I turned myself around and looked at him.

"I love you too."

I buried my head into his chest and drifted to sleep.

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