~HARRY'S POV~
I'm outside with George and Ginny, we're putting up the invisible barrier that hides us from the muggle world so that we can ride our broomsticks and play Quidditch, a wizard sport, it's a sport that uses four balls, a Quaffle, two Bludgers, and a Golden Snitch. However, there are only three of us here so we just ride our brooms and throw a ball to one another. It is fun. We play for the rest of the evening, then I go home, to my apartment.
~HERMIONE'S POV~
It's been about a week or so since I chose Draco over Ronald. The decision was fairly easy, considering how easy it is to be with Draco and how hard it is to be with Ron. I love Ron, but I've realized it's not a romantic love. It's an affectionate love, but only as a very good friend. I'm sitting on the couch when Draco comes in the front door. I have no clue where he's been this morning, but I trust him enough not to care. "Hello love." he greets me, his blonde hair shines in the light coming in through the window, his grey eyes are bright. He's wearing khakis and a green t-shirt. He looks cute. "Hey handsome," I respond. He smiles. "what do you want to do today?" I ask. He thinks for a moment, then responds "I want to visit Fred."
This isn't a funny joke. He knows Fred is dead. I tell him so.
"That isn't funny Draco."
"I wasn't being funny Hermione. I want to visit his grave, he was always funny to me and I want to go see him, or well, his grave stone."
"Ummm.. okay.." What is going on, why does he want to go there?
~RON'S POV~
I have been rejected for Draco, yet again. It's been nearly a week and I can't get over it. This is madness. Why doesn't she like me? Why can't she see I love her? Why can't she see this is driving me insane? I arrive at my home and Harry, Ginny, and George are in the back throwing a ball. I decide to join them and take my mind off of things. "Hey George! Throw it here!" He does, and I catch it. I no longer confuse Fred and George, even when one had no ear and one did I got confused, I know, bad brother, but now, Fred is gone, dead, forever away from me, so I know which is which. I long to be confused once more. Later, tomorrow maybe, I think I might visit his tomb. I need to think, and to clear my head at the same time.
We play until evening and then Harry goes home. I miss being close to Harry. We hardly speak anymore. I hate it. That has to change too. Starting tomorrow I'm not going to mope, I'm going to get my friend back. I might even try to befriend that git Malfoy.
*Short chappy. Sorry, I had writer's block, still do actually. Why does Draco want to go "see" Fred? I don't know, stick around and see. Comment what you thought of it. Even if you say it sucked. I may stop writing this, I really don't like it. if you do please comment so I know I'm not wasting my time. ILYASM -Faith*
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Complicated Love: A Harry Potter Fanfic
Teen FictionThis is Harry Potter Fanfiction. It is about a party that is held one year after the Battle of Hogwarts.