A Gathering Storm (Harry Potter love story)

Chapter 22: Holding on..

Harry keeping his distance was really starting to piss Hermonie off. Ron seemed to be more upset and caught off guard by it. after all, he and Harry were best friends. Shouldn't he have at least been honested with him? Unfortunately not. Both her and Ron had tried to talk to Harry, one day after another meeting, but Harry had been the first one to leave. Hermonie was sure he was planning it all out. And maybe he was and maybe he wasnt.
but even i was getting angry and fed up with it.
Especially when Draco would taunt at us about how he had left us all alone. How we weren't good enough for the famous boy who lived. It took everything in us to hold Hermonie back from punching him again. Which in my opinion she should have. Someone needed to put Draco in his place. Push him off his throne, but with him being Umbridge's pet he was basically untouchable.
All of this in his favor.
and he was loving every signal moment of it.

"Wouldn't mind if the little prince fell off the roof". Fred chuckled at his brother as we sat in the library. Hermonie for once smiled at the twins and their shenanigans.
"I'm all aboard if you are, brother". George elbowed me, "what about you, Cas? You in?"
Four sets of eyes locked onto me as i lifted my head from herbology paper. I shut the book with the last of my notes taken and slid it over to Ron. Who mouthed, 'thank you'.
"If it would stop him from acting like an egotistical brat then I'm all in". I sighed, "besides it would distract me from other things". All the members at our round table exchanged a look of concern. It had been almost a week and a half since harry had had any really conversations with us.
None of us really had time to think about it, with all the assignments we had pilling up. However when we did have a second to think about it it wasnt so pretty. Especially for the five of us.
"Still nothing?" Fred questioned me. he seemed a bit stun by how long it was going on for.
"Not a word". I replied softer.
"Maybe he'll talk to you tomorrow".
I shook my head. " I doubt it". The twins glanced at each other and knew that i was right. They had been encouraging me for the past four days and not once had they been right. I wanted to keep hoping. To keep thinking that maybe today will be the day, but as each day passed that hope faded more and more.
And in my head i kept coming back to the same questions:
Did he even care about me anymore?
We're we even a couple anymore?
And maybe just maybe this was all a dream.
I knew he was struggling with his visions, dreams and the fear that he thought that he was being like 'him', but i just wanted to reach out and help him. Beg for him to open up to me, but i also didn't want to push him. Make him feel uncomfortable.
"Well i think i should be getting back". I stated gathering up my books and bag. Ron nodded his head and sat up from the table as i did. He flashed me a hopeful grin and i flashed him one back.
"Mind if i join you?" Ron offered. I nodded my head as Ron followed me out of the library.
Ron and I hadn't interacted much in the last few months, even though we were all together most of our days, but as of the last week, with Harry away we had gotten to know each other bother and Ron became almost like the brother that I'd didnt know that i needed or wanted. He was a nice guy. A bit strange and annoying at times, but what brother isn't.
"Do you think Harry will start talking to us again, soon?"
Ron shrugged his shoulders with his hands in his pockets.
"I dunno". He said as we rounded the corner, "But when he does i hope he talks to you first".
Taken a back by his words i looked over him. "You do?"
Ron nodded his head of bright red hair.
"Harry opened up to you before. maybe because you got more in common with him".
Ron did have a point.
"But you and Hermonie, your his best friends".
"But you know what its like to be alone. To-"
I sighed, "To have no parents". Ron let out a breath and nodded his head as we finally approached my house's common room.
"Yeah".
I smiled slightly back up at the ginger boy. "Thanks Ron".
If knowing what i had meant, Ron smiled back at me and walked his way back to the library.

I need to write more Ron, Cassie moments. cause they have like a brother sister relationship. Like Ron feels a bit protective of Cassie. he thinks of her as a sister and i want to write more with them.