The Hoax (Dramione Story)

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“Hermione—“

“Don’t.” Hermione snapped at Harry as she turned her head towards him but her face softened when her eyes met with his refreshing, emerald eyes. “Please . . .” She whispered as she brushed past Ron, quickly walking away with anger. She stopped and slightly turned back around. “Oh and by the way, I was only trying to get into Hogsmeade because I wanted to buy some Christmas presents. I guess there’s one less present to buy now.” She commented, directing it at Ron as she slightly smirked. She turned back around and walked off.

Little did they know the students were listening in on their conversation . . .

“Ron—“ Harry started but once again got cut off.

“Just leave me alone . . .” Ron muttered with a deep sigh as he walked off in the other direction, leaving Harry alone.

“Ronald Bilius Weasley!” An angry voice shouted from the Great Hall. Ginny stood up angrily and dashed out of the hall, heading straight toward her brother.

Harry let out a deep aggravated sigh as he rubbed the back of his head with frustration. He exhaled deeply and looked back at the Great Hall to see everyone’s eyes on him. He took a step back in shock and furrowed his eyebrows. Everyone immediately took action and looked away and started chatting away about the latest news on the Golden trio. Harry sighed and shook his head in disbelief. “Why am I the one who’s still here . . . I have to clean up the mess, now.” He muttered under his breath and started to walk towards the entrance when he suddenly saw Draco Malfoy walking right towards him. He stopped and waited for him to throw a nasty comment at him but nothing came.

Draco walked right past Harry towards Hermione in urgency.

Harry stood there shocked as he quickly turned back around to see Draco Malfoy running towards where Hermione ran off to. His eyes widened as he looked back at the Great Hall. “Are they really friends?” He asked himself quietly and shook his head. “Impossible . . .” He took a step forward but realized he had no one to sit with so instead turned back and walked back towards the common room. Hopefully, Ron and Ginny were there . . . possibly fighting.

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“Leave me the bloody hell alone, Ginny.” Ron snarled angrily as he walked away from his sister.

“No, you listen to what I have to say!” Ginny ordered as she walked after him.

“What is it, then!? Say it quick and leave me alone.”

“Stop acting like a bitchy, emotional sixteen year old girl.” She snapped as her brother as she glared at him.

Ron raised an eyebrow at his little sister, completely shocked by her words. “What?!”

“You heard me.”

“How am I acting like a . . . whatever you said?” He asked with bewilderment.