Granger Beloved

Silent Treatment

I made my way back to the school with Harry and Hermione, dreading what was going to happen next. Harry didn't even know that Ron and I had been together all day, and I wasn't sure Ron was going to tell him after what had happened. I still felt terrible for what I'd done, but I couldn't do much about it. Had I really given him the wrong impression?

I entered back into Hogwarts alongside Harry and Hermione, and I said, "I think we should go back up to our dorms to get out of our warm clothes, right Hermione?" She looked at me quizically, so I widened my eyes at her, so as to signal her to go along with it. She nodded and said, "Yea, definitely. See you, Harry," She said.

I fast-walked up to the common room, Hermione struggling to keep up. She kept asking me what we were doing, but I didn't answer.

Once we were safe and alone in our dorms, I couldn't hold it in any longer. "Ron tried to kiss me," I blurted. She looked at me, bewildered. "Well did you kiss him back?" Hermione asked. "No! Of course not. Well- his lips touched mine for a second, but I pulled away right after," I replied. "I don't see the problem here. How did he take it?" She said. "Awfully, actually. I told him I was sorry, and he stormed off back to the school."

"Well, I'm sure he'll get over it eventually," She sympathized, moving closer to me. "Yea, I guess so," I replied. She moved in to hug me, and I wrapped my arms around her, and we stood hugging for a moment. "We should probably get down to dinner," She said. I nodded, and we went to leave, but I said, "Wait- won't Harry wonder why we're wearing the same clothes?" "Right," Hermione said.

We changed our clothes, then went down to dinner after sharing a quick kiss. Harry was already seated in our usual spot, but Ron was nowhere in sight. Part of me was relieved because I wouldn't have to deal with his sour attitude. Hermione and I sat down, Harry immediately asking if we'd seen Ron anywhere. Hermione and I both shook our heads, and Harry said, "Weird, I haven't really seen him all day." "Oh, there he is," Hermione said, gesturing to the entrance.

Sure enough, Ron was headed our way, with his head at his feet. Ron came and sat down with us, not saying anything. "Where've you been all day?" Harry asked him. "Dunno. Around I guess," Ron mumbled. Anyone could tell his mood was off. He was usually really happy around dinner, because of the food. After this response, we ate dinner in silence. Hermione and I were holding hands under the table per usual, but no other conversation was made.

Remarkably quickly, Ron excused himself, and this was lead by Harry. After Hermione and I finished eating, we went up to our dorms to finish up our school work. Once we made it to the common room, Ron and Harry were nowhere in sight, but we both shrugged this off. In our dorms, we sat in Hermione's bed and completed our homework together, then a few hours later, fell asleep together in her bed, as we did every night. When I was with her like this, all of the stress I'd encountered that day seemed to melt away with every minute.

We awoke the next morning, ready to enjoy our day off. However, Sunday was quite boring. I had only seen Ron once, during breakfast, and he'd avoided talking yet again. Most of the Gryffindors spent the day working on miscellaneous things, causing Hermione and me to occupy our time in the library, reading random books together. Hermione said this was studying for our OWLs, but I was just glad to be with her. We would occasionally sneak off to a broom closet or two, just to pass time.

Waking up on Monday, I felt annoyed. It was just going to be another day of being ignored by Ron, and classes that dragged on for what seemed like forever. I gave Hermione a good morning kiss, then got ready for the day. We had Defense Against the Dark Arts that day, meaning I'd have to sit next to Ron in awkward silence.

Breakfast was the usual, Ron staring down at his food while Harry, Hermione, and I engaged in small talk. I could tell that Harry had tried to talk to Ron about why he was being weird, but obviously, he wouldn't tell him.

Soon enough, it came time for Defense Against the Dark Arts. On the way, Hermione pulled me aside and began to kiss me. I pulled away, "Hermione, what if someone walks by?" I asked, looking around. "Please, no one comes out here this time of day," She replied. I shrugged, taking the time to be alone with her pleasantly.

I leaned in to resume kissing her until I heard footsteps further down the hall. Hermione and I both snapped our heads around to see who it was, but all we saw was the end of a cloak going back around a corner. "Did you see who that was?" I asked her. "No, but I think their robes were yellow. Probably some Hufflepuff wandering around." She said. "Probably. I'm going to try and talk to Ron tonight," I told her.

"Good luck with that. Even I can tell he's really hurt," She said. "Well I just don't like everyone acting like this, you know? Like everything's okay when it's not," I told her. "I see what you mean. We should probably get to class now, though," She noted. I nodded, and we went down to the familiar pink classroom that we loved to hate.

Ron did not speak to me all class, as I expected. He stared intently at his book, yet I knew he wasn't remotely interested in it. I felt this was just an excuse to ignore me.

The day seemed to last longer than usual, without Ron to occupy me in class like he normally did, it was like the clock was ticking ever so slowly. After dinner, I followed behind Ron so I could talk to him alone. He eventually made it to the courtyard, where he stopped, and leaned against a wall to look up at the sky. I wasn't sure what he was doing, but I said, "Ron, please talk to me."

At my words, he jumped and snapped his head over to look at me. "(Y/n). Please just leave me alone," He mumbled. "Ron, you can't keep doing this. This isn't you. Please just talk to me," I said, walking closer to him. "You couldn't even tell me, could you?" He asked, seemingly annoyed. "Ron, what are you talking about?" I said, perplexed. "You had to go and lead me on, make me look like an idiot. I saw you, (y/n)."

"What?"

(a/n): I'm super sorry this chapter is so short/boring, it's really just a filler for what is going to happen next. I just wanted to let you all know that this story will be ending in a few more chapters, as I originally intended for this to be short and sweet. I cannot find a way to continue the story past what I have planned without it becoming redundant. Thank you to all who are reading this. Have a nice day :)