The Sugar Quill
Author: College Girl  Story: Mixed Emotions  Chapter: Part 2
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Well, I guess I left you off at a rather awkward point in my story.Cruel aren't I? I guess I just wanted to make sure I had everyone's attention.Now where was I?

Harry was telling me he was getting feelings for someone. I, thinking it was Hermione, was about to get one of the biggest shocks of my life.He kept stuttering, which was starting to make me mad.

"Harry, will you just say whatever it is you are trying to say?"

"You're going to think I'm crazy, but I'm er, starttofeelforyoursis, er, Ginny."

"What?Harry, you have to talk in complete sentences. You wouldn't believe what I thought you just said," I chided.

"More likely, you wouldn't believe what I said," Harry told me.

"I think I would believe whatever you were trying to say…before I would believe what I heard," I said, realizing that I was making as little sense as Harry.

"What is that suppose to mean?"

"I thought you just told me you were starting to get feelings for my sister," I said as I started to burst out laughing. Harry face stayed serious.

"That's what I said." This made me laugh even harder. 'Boy,' I thought.'Harry sure can keep a straight face…unless he really isn't joking…nah, he doesn't have any feelings for Ginny…except friendship.'

"Ron, I'm not joking about this. I can't figure it out either, I mean…why Ginny, and why now? She probably is over me by now, and then I start to get feelings for her. I shouldn't have started talking to her every night, I really got to know her…and I like her," Harry said this in a mass of confused jumble.

"She's my sister Harry…that's just, just…not right! First Hermione, then you. What is going on with every one? Am I the only sane one left?"

"First of all, it's not like I was planning to get feelings for Ginny…it just happened.Second of all, what do you mean by first Hermione, then you?"

"Hermione likes you."

"Oh no, this can't be good."

"Really," I said sarcastically. "I can't take any more of this. I'm going to bed."

I didn't get much sleep that night. I really needed time to sort out my thoughts. I couldn't figure out what was going on with everyone lately. First Hermione confesses she likes Harry, then Harry says he's getting feelings for Ginny, and all in the same day! I didn't think I could take much more of this. What, had everyone's hormones gone into overdrive? And why does everyone have to tell me about their love problems anyway?

I didn't like the fact that the person Harry was getting feelings for was my sister, either. Why couldn't he like Cho, or Lavender, or Parvati, or someone?

Why Ginny? She is just a little girl, well, to me anyway. She didn't need boys after her, not now, or ever.

The next day, things were tense. Hermione wouldn't even talk to me, and she would only give Harry nervous glances. That didn't seem to bother Harry, because he didn't know what to say to her anyway. I refused to speak to Harry, and I made that clear that morning when I told him I didn't want him messing with my sister. Ginny sat down at the table, and she started talking to Harry, until I glared over at them.Harry suddenly got up and left.

This behavior went on for a couple weeks. We always sat by each other in classes and everything, but none of us really spoke unless we had to. I didn't see much of Ginny during that time either, and I thought maybe Harry would forget about her and we could go back to becoming friends…but then do you ever notice as soon as you think things are getting better they actually start getting a lot worse?

A few weeks later, I was seriously thinking of calling a truce between Hermione, Harry, and me. I was getting bored talking to no one but Dean, Seamus, and Neville. Their lives definitely aren't as interesting as Harry's, or even Hermione's for that matter. I spotted Hermione in the hallway, and decided to say something to her.

"How did you do in that potions test Hermione," I asked casually.

"I got an A," she said, looking surprised, but relieved.

"How could have you possibly have gotten an A?"

"It's called studying, you should try it sometime." We continued down the hall, and she stopped me before we got into the common room. "Ron, will you help me?"

"Help you what?"

"Get Harry to notice me…as a girl?"

"Forget it Hermione, I don't know why I even tried being nice to you in the first place," I streamed into the common room, and ran upstairs, slamming the door as I got to my room. I didn't know why she always had to bring up the subject on Harry. She actually thought I was going to help her?

The next day, Hermione spent as much time avoiding me as possible. I didn't really care anymore, I decided instead to find out if Harry was over my sister yet. I followed him into the common room after dinner, when no one else was in there…at least I thought no one else was in there.I saw Ginny standing at the fireplace, and I quickly ducked behind a chair. I was pretty sure neither one of them saw me, and I must have been right because they didn't acknowledge my presence.

Harry was looking rather nervous. "Ginny," he said. "I er, have to talk to you."

"What's wrong Harry?"

"Well, I want to thank you for being my friend. You know, since Ron and Hermione aren't exactly speaking to me."

Ginny realized it was hard for Harry to display his emotions like that."I like being your friend Harry."

"I er, I was wondering if…if you would er…like to be more than friends.We could er…go to Hogsmeade together next week."

I saw Ginny's eyes light up as she squealed with delight. "I'd love to."

I quietly snuck out of the room, and through the portrait. I didn't know where I was going, but I had to go someplace. I found a classroom that I thought was empty, and went in to sit down at sort out my thoughts, which was something I was doing a lot of.As I walked in, I saw Hermione sitting in a corner desk; I sat in the desk next to her. Neither one of us spoke; we both were lost in thoughts.

I couldn't believe by getting mad at Harry, I was only making him become closer to my sister. For the last couple weeks, he went to her instead of me or Hermione when he had problems. I was such a prat, of course he'd talk to Ginny, he didn't have anyone else to talk to. This was all my fault, I should've just told Harry why him going out with my sister bothered me.

I don't know why it bothered me so much; I guess I just didn't want Ginny to get hurt. I come up with a lavish thought, 'maybe I can find a way to split them up now. If they broke up now, Ginny may feel hurt for a little while, but I'd help her out in the long run.' All I had to do was find a way to split them up, and what better way to do that, than to make one of them fall for someone else…and, Hermione was right beside me. 'Then again,' I thought.' Hermione could get hurt. I can't let her get hurt either, she's my friend…but, Ginny's my sister. Ginny isn't as strong as Hermione, emotionally anyways…I could tell Hermione the whole story between Ginny and Harry, and how I feel about it.That way, she would know what she's up against.' Finally, I made my decision.

"Hermione," I said, pulling her out of her trance. "I, er, want to help you…but first, there's something you should know."

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