Harry Potter At College

Wron

"STOP SLEEPING WITH MY BLOODY GIRLFRIEND, HARRY!"

I winced slightly as Ron's outraged voice drew about a hundred curious looks from the crowded hallway.  I ducked into a storage closet nearby, sending a quick text to Ginny as I did.

Once we were in the closet Ron yelled at me for a few minutes, which I get, I kind of deserve it. I'll admit, I feel kind of bad throwing away a lifetime friendship with my best friend from all of high school over a petty fling with a girl who I'm not really that romantically interested in. But hey, it's college right?

"Look here, Ron. I'm sorry." I said, "If it means anything to all we did was sleep, nothing else."

Ron just looked at me for a moment, rage clearly visible in his green Weasley eyes.

"You're not even remorseful, are you," he said.

I shrugged. "Nope."

Ron's hands closed into fists. "You'd better be careful, Potter. If you don't stop sleeping with my girlfriend, I'll start sleeping with yours."

At that moment, Ginny knocked on the storage closet door and stuck her head in.

I looked at Ron and raised my eyebrows. Ron looked visibly pale, which is impressive for a redhead.

"See you," I said, putting my arm round Ginny and walking away.