Chapter 9

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As soon as the door clicked as Hermione closed the door behind her, Ron burst through the door, red in the face dragging Hermione by the wrist back into the dorm.

"Oi! You guys spend hours on end cooped up in OUR bedroom." Ron gestured between himself and Harry. "Mione is MY girlfriend bud, and you-" he turned around to look directly into Hermione's eyes and said, "I finally worked up the courage to ask you to be my girlfriend a week ago and now your snogging my best friend. Ya know what? Have a mighty fine relationship together, don't ever talk to me again!"

Hermione was crying and Ron was about to storm out. Harry jumped up and grabbed Ron by the wrist. Luckily Harry was slightly stronger and kept his grip firm. "Ronald Weasley! Stop. You have absolutely no clue what you are talking about. You show up out of nowhere and start yelling at us. You're not supposed to be back for another week!"

"Yah, well, Ginny and I decided to come back early, I was going to surprise you, but NOW you're snogging my girlfriend."

"We aren't snogging Ronald." Hermione was finally able to speak up.

"I need proof. Prove to me that you aren't snogging." Just then Draco walked into the room.

"Hey Harry, I think I saw some luggage with the letter 'W' on it, is Ron back?" He looked into the room and saw Hermione sobbing on the floor, and Harry holding on to Ron's robes. "Am I interrupting something?"

"Oh! You definately didn't interrupt anything, exept me finding out the fact that my best friend is snogging my girlfriend!" Ron was fuming and didn't care that it was Draco in the room. Draco was shocked at the scene unfolding infront of him.

"Oh you are quite mistaken Weasel. You see Harry can't be snogging 'mione because-" he cut himself of by slamming his lips into Harry's. "Harry and I are dating.

"See Ron? I'm into blokes. And 'Mione is like a sister to me, we were just talking about our boyfriends." Harry kissed Draco again, and the pair wrapped their arms around each other's waists.

Ron just stared, wide-eyed and mouth hung open.

Sorry, it's really bad, I don't know how to write verbal fights.

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