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Summary: Ron explains to Herm about the way he acted the night of
Category: errr… I'd say "Romantic comedy" if there was one…
Setting: Gryffindor common room at Hogwarts, Ron's seventh
Useful definition: UST - Unresolved Sexual Tension (borrowed from
X-files section, I suppose).
There was only one way to do it, and he knew it. He also knew
was pretty unlike him to go into long monologues. It was just that
was so much to be said, and so little assurance that he would ever,
get to say it. So, after requesting a moment of her time, he just
"I guess I didn't notice when the changes started. I mean, I'm Ron
and let's face it, I wasn't the most observant guy in the world back
Maybe I didn't even want to see what was going on. I don't know. I
I like it better not knowing.
"I want to apologize for the way I acted. Okay, I admit that I
then; heck, I'm still not thrilled about it, but- well, you know
I mean. I'm sorry. I was sorry from the moment I said it.
do you know. The world didn't end, after all.
"What are you muttering about, Hermione?!
"I guess that means the easier part is over. I'm so far gone on
I don't even know if that's a good thing or not. So then I should
plunge right in.
"Oh, hell. This is going to be harder than I thought. Not that
to you is particularly unpleasant, Hermione-
"Stop laughing this instant! It isn't funny.
"Well, you know how I used to blush a lot. I could turn twelve
shades of red in less than a minute, although I was less than proud
the fact at the time. But, ninety percent of the time, you were the
I looked like an overripe tomato. I couldn't help it. I hated it at
time, but I was infatuated with you almost from the moment we met;
teeth, bushy hair, and all.
"Okay, don't hit me. Don't get mad. That, er, didn't come out right.
"Of course, it took me until that night to realize it- there's the
of my skull coming into play again. But by that time, you had
decided to go with Viktor Krum. I mean, Viktor Krum- and how was I
to compete with that? He's Viktor bloody Krum- sorry- and he's rich,
famous, he's athletic, he's- well, he's not the best-looking chap,
no offense. It was like you'd started dating Harry.
"You haven't, have you? Good. And yes, I know you weren't
dating Krum, and no, I haven't forgotten that he's also very
"Anyway, I know you're not shallow enough to date someone for those
but I couldn't help thinking it at the time. It was something
self-pity and finding something to take the blame. There's probably
word for that, but don't interrupt me now, I'm on a roll. I do have
point, and as soon as I remember what it is-
"Could you stop looking at me like that, please? Thank you.
"Right. So, not being a rich, famous, athletic guy, and also not
the girl- that's you, Herm- might've made me a bit jealous.
"Hermione, you're giving me that look again.
"Okay, so maybe I was more than a bit jealous. All right, if you
the absolute truth, Viktor Krum and all the other guys I've ever
you with drive me up the wall. Especially on the night of the Yule
and the days before, when I figured - rather stupidly, I might add-
my friend Hermione, isn't she pretty, let's hope no one else has
and see if she'll go to the ball with me- Herm, you're turning an
purple color, are you all right?
"Well, moving past the fact that seeing any bloke with half a brain
around you makes me turn twelve different shades of green- green
envy, you know.
"Hold that thought. I'm not done- I'm just out of fuel. Give me a
to catch my breath.
"And slow my heart rate.
"And turn the conversation a little more serious- not that serious,
don't have to look like the sky is falling.
"Hermione, do you want to hear this or not? Wait, don't answer
"So there we were, you mad at me and vice versa, although you know I
stay mad at you. And even after we made up- did we ever properly
up that time? Or did it just sort of. blow over? There was this -
tension - between us that wasn't there before. I remember Harry
it UST-don't know what it stands for.
"I see. Harry and I will have to have a little talk.
"Yes, I promise I'll be gentle. I did say 'talk,' you know. No
noses for Harry this term. At least, not from me.
"Anyway, the tension. It was like all of a sudden I couldn't talk to
anymore because I was afraid you'd take something the wrong way like
did that night. I'm not an especially poetic person, you know.
"What? You saw that? But you didn't- you did, didn't
You weren't supposed to see that, Hermione. And you could have told
I left it on the desk."
"What do you mean, I didn't leave it there? You read it when I fell
didn't you?! That's why you looked so startled when I woke up."
"What did I just say? I can't stay mad at you. I try, and it
work. So I've stopped trying.
"I'm going to have to start from the tension thing again. Thanks
"Right. Well, I couldn't talk to you, because I was afraid you'd
something the wrong way or make fun of me. Or both. And I couldn't
that at the time, so we drifted apart over the months. Years.
you want to stick in that gap. Life wasn't the same anymore.
"I was miserable. I'd lived without you before, but that was before
admitted- even to myself- how deeply in love with you I was. Am.
My pride could get me through that, for a while at least. But after
Yule Ball, I had nothing left to be proud of. I'd offended you,
was the last thing I ever intended to do.
"I still had Harry to talk to, of course, but it wasn't the same. We
the same. Not the two of us alone nor the three of us together. Who
would I let beat me at chess?
"Ouch. Hey, I'm trying to be deep and poetic!
"You're not making this any easier for me, you know.
"I never said you had! I would not misstate myself like that.
"So. There I was. Lost, without you; by myself, even when I was with
alienated when more people were present and when it was just the two
us. Alone, Hermione. I've never felt that alone in my entire life.
never felt like this. I mean, when you refused to break the rules,
made me slightly mad; and Viktor made me slightly jealous, but Herm-
without you turned me twelve different shades of blue.
"Oh, no. What did I say? Hermione, you're not supposed to cry- this
the part where you either tell me off or fling yourself into my arms
we ride off into the suns-
"Oh. Well in that case, I love you, too.
"Ha, ha. Very funny, Harry. Herm, could you loosen up your grip on
neck for a minute? I'm trying to kiss you here."