Chapter 8 - Lies

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Hermione P.O.V

I woke up at 6:30 am and took a shower and then brushed my teeth. I brush out my hair and and start curling it with my rose gold curling iron. When I finish with my hair I start with my make up. I finish by putting on some lip gloss before changing into some jeans and a sweater. When I'm ready I head out of the dorms and put on my shoes before leaving the common room. I walk around the empty corridors and decide to sit under a tree and read while it's quiet.

Oliver P.O.V

I woke up at 6:00 am as usual. I decide to get ready for the day and do some extra training. I leave the common room and head for the quidditch pitch and on my way I notice a certain brunette sitting under a tree with her nose stuck in a book. I walk up to her.

"Hello lass."

"Hello Wood."

She closes her book and looks at me.

"Fancy taking a walk with me?" She asks. I smile at the thought.

"Aye." She stands up and we walk around the castle grounds.

"So I heard you and Ron have been fighting a lot lately."

"Oh uh yeah." 

"Is it over anything major or something small?"

"It's just he keeps telling me that him and lavender are just friends but when they're together they're very flirtatious with each other and it just makes me think that maybe they are more than friends."

"That's understandable." I say looking down at her. Her eyes meet mine and I feel my heart racing in my chest. There's an awkward silence before I decide to speak.

"You know Fred and George thought something was going on between us because we sat together on the train." She laughs. Her laugh is so beautiful. I smile at the thought of her being happy.

"Well that's Fred and George for you I guess." I laugh at her words.

"That's true." Another silence falls between us. We sit down with our backs leaning on the tree and our bodies a small space apart.

"Oliver?" I look at Hermione who is looking forward.

"Yes?" She sighs and leans her head back on the tree.

"Do you think Ron is cheating on me?" I was shocked that she was asking me. I stay silent and think about it. Ron has been acting off. She looks at me.

"Honestly it's hard to tell." She sighs again. I put my arm around her shoulders and she rests her head on my shoulder. 

"You should talk to him about it." I feel her nod.

"If I could do everything over I think I'd do it different." Our eyes meet and our faces are inches apart.

"Why?" I ask and look at the castle. 

"I just feel like I'm doing everything wrong and I don't know why." I get an idea.

"Come on." I say standing up and offer my hand to her.

"Where are we going?" she asks and takes my hand.

"You'll see." She looks at me suspiciously before nodding her head.

We walk to the quidditch pitch and I get out two brooms. 

"What are you-" I hand her a broom. She takes it and gets on it. We fly a few feet high.

"We are going to play a smaller version of quidditch to take our minds off of any and all stress." She smiles and nods.

"Do you know how to play?" 

"I know the basics so." I nod.

"What positions should we play?"

"How about chasers?" I nod and throw the quaffle into the air.

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After playing for about half an hour we get off of our brooms and decide to head back.

"You're really good at quidditch. How come you didn't join the team?" I ask her and she shrugs.

"It never really crossed my mind I guess."

"Well you should take it into consideration." 

"Maybe I will." she smiles at me.

We arrive back at the common room and decide to meet back in the common room to head to breakfast together.

Hermione P.O.V

I took a shower and put on a pair of ripped blue jeans and a white tank top and slight grey cardigan. I tie my hair into a low messy bun and pull out some strands to frame my face. I top up my make up and head down to the common room to find Oliver waiting for me. He smiles when he spots me and I feel butterflies in my stomach. A blush creeps up my cheeks.

"Ready?" He asks me.

"Yeah let's go." I link our arms together. He looks at our arms and then at me before smiling.

We sit in the Great Hall and a few minutes later more students walk in. I laugh at something Oliver says. I notice Ginny, Harry, Lee, Fred and George walk in. They all sit down near us. 

"Hey have you guys seen Ron anywhere I woke up and he wasn't in our dorms." Harry asks.

"No we haven't seen him." Oliver says. I have a weird feeling in my stomach and decide to go to the bathroom.

"Excuse me I'm going to go to the bathroom." They all nod and I leave and head towards the toilets when I hear giggling in one of the broom cupboards. I open the door and freeze dead in my tracks. I feel tears threaten to spill from my eyes. There stood Ron and he was snogging Lavender Brown. The one person he tried to convince me that was 'just a friend'.

"Ron how could you?!" The tears are rolling down my cheeks.

He pulls away from Lavender clearly surprised.

"Mione I can explain." I shake my head and back away.

"I don't want to hear it. And you." I point to Lavender. "How was I so stupid to think that I could be friends with you?" 

"Mione please." Ron reaches to touch my shoulder and I back away from him.

"Fuck you man it's over." I turn around and slam the door. I go to the bathroom and hide in one of the stalls as multiple sobs escape me. I feel an ache in my chest and the tears won't stop coming.

After I manage to console myself. I clean myself up and head back to the Great Hall and sit next to Ginny with all the boys opposite us. Ron walks in and sits across from me.

"Mione can we talk?"

"In case it's not clear enough let me break it down for you. I don't want to talk to you." I say and notice the the twins, Lee, Oliver, Ginny and Harry listening to our conversation.

Lavender comes and sits next to me.

"Hey 'Mione." I look away and stay silent.

"You can't say mad at us." I look at her directly in the eye.

"Yes I can and I will." I say looking between them.

"Don't do this 'Mione talk to me." I roll my eyes.

"I am talking. Fuck off." I roll my eyes and face the others. 

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