Blood and water

25. Make up tasks

Ron's POV

Mmmm. Chicken legs. Pork. Casserole. Lamb. Oh yeah... wonder what pudding is gonna be. How much of this amazingness do you think I could eat before I throw up? A lot I reckon. I'll start with the lamb and move on to the vegetables later. Might have a bit of pork- wow. There's Hermione. I haven't seen her in the great hall in ages. AND she's not with the ferret, bonus! Maybe they broke up!

Shit. Ron you'll never get her back if you don't stop making an idiot of yourself by stuffing so much amazing food in your mouth. She always hated my manners. I remember one time when we were at the burrow- ah eyes on the prize man. She's talking with Neville, fine.

"H-hey Hermione." I said.

"Hi" she replied bluntly.

"I-I'm um, sorry"

"For?"

"Hurting your arm"

"And?"

"Um... Pushing you?"

"No. What about your certain reactions over a certain someone?" she remarked, tapping her foot slightly and crossing her arms.

"He's a ferret Hermione! How could you love him! Fuck and forget. That's his motto!"

"Oh. On the contrary! There was no forgetting that night, Ronald. Or should I say thoseeeee nightssss."

I winced. She'd slept with him? She was in too deep. Not even I can get her out of this with my love.

"I'm sorry Hermione. I love you and I want more than anything to have you, even if it's as a friend, but I just can't do that with him around. I just cant. He's making you into something different. I thought what we had was special but obviously not to you."

"Ronald." She sighed. I could see tears in her eyes. "You have no idea how many tears I cried over you. I was broken at our breakup, because I loved you entirely and you went after some other witch. I forgive you and I want to be your friend. But my soulmate is Draco. I love him and I'd give my life up for him. Please don't make me choose. You mean so much to me. Granted, I need you to earn your trust back from me but I want you on my side not fighting against me."

"He's really changed?"

She nodded.

"I'll try. I'm sorry I fought so hard against you and tried to break you guys up. It wasn't fair of me. But don't you ever forget. It was your voice I heard in the deluminator- your voice that took me to the place I was supposed to be."

"I know Ron. I know. I'm sorry."

"Me too."

We hugged, and even though I knew I still loved her, I could let her go. I could be her friend. I don't trust Draco, but I would definitely be on her side no matter what.

"Hey, have you seen Harry?"

"Common room, why?"

"Oh thanks. I need to talk to him about something."

"What?"

She winced, and I ignored her hesitation. She'll trust me again soon.

"I'll walk you there."

"Thank you."

It was a slow walk, and a pretty silent one. But it wasn't awkward.

"Harry?"

"Yeah? Oh hey Mia!"

Wait... Mia? Da hell?

"Harry who's Mia?"

"Er are you guys okay now?"

"Yes" we said in unison and then rolled our eyes at each other and laughed.

"I'll tell you later then"

He's been keeping stuff from me. Great. I suppose I have been a git though.

"I'll see you guys later." I went back to the great hall and waved. They waved back. He'll tell me everything. He's my best mate. So he has to! Right?

*************

Harry's POV

So Draco was having dreams about the possible future. I went with Mia to Mcgonnagalls office and she contacted the ministry, briefly warning them and telling us an them it may be a cause of concern. She would lock the grounds down and make curfews later. Why is it always us? Why is it always Voldemort and his death eaters? Why me?

"Ms Granger, you may go. Mr Potter, may I have a word?"

"Of course Professor."

"I have the greatest hopes that this is just a dream. So it will be unlike your previous encounters, but as I know you're close with Hermione, I must be kept informed. You will know the telltale signs of it. Here is a potion. Ask to stay over in the head dorms and say I give permission. Take the potion, and share Draco's every dream with him. Aside from Ms Granger, you are the only one I can trust enough with this task. I have a feeling something bad is going to happen. I will need your help Mr Potter."

"Anything I can do Professor. I'm here to help and end this as soon as possible."

"Draco's dreams will be the key to what will come. I need your help. Report here everyday at a time of your convenience, and watch closely at the things you see around you."

"Yes Professor."

"Oh and Potter. Speak to your Ms Weasley. She needs you. And please know that the head dorms will always be equipped for your every need."

Cryptic... but great.

Why's it always me?