(-Ron's POV-)
"I can't believe you, Ron!" Hermione screamed.
"Bloody Hell, Hermione! I looked at him! Looked!" I yelled back. We were standing in front of the common rooms fire place. Harry had been trying to stop us from arguing, but to no avail. Hermione got this stupid idea that I planned to cheat on her just because I kept looking at Malfoy. I think that she's snogging Harry behind my back, but I don't yell at her for it!
{What!? No! I wasn't! I-}
"Why would I leave you for him?! I literally hate him!" the words hit me. Why did it hurt to say that?
"Well, opposites attract!" Hermione continued to yell.
"I'M NOT IN LOVE WITH HIM!!!" I finally snapped. They both looked at me with shock in their eyes, like they didn't expect me to get mad. "I don't know why you would think that I even like him!" I continued on.
"Ron..." Harry spoke quietly.
"No!" I shouted in return, "I feel like you would know the best about cheating, even though you say it's wrong-"
"You aren't really pulling that card" Hermione said.
"Well you did!" and with that, the argument was over and I stormed up to the dormitory. I could still hear the flames faintly crackling. Why could I hear him from the fire, I thought. I'll figure it out in the morning.
