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A/N: sorry about how my first few chapters weren't the greatest but it should be getting I am sorry if there is a lot of grammer mistakes...at the moment I am just merely worried about getting a new chapter out.
Chapter 3: I don't Understand
The next morning I had made up my mind, I was not comfortable in Ron and my simple relationship and I had undoubtedly fooled myself last night thinking I was ok with it. Why couldn't Ron kiss me? I didn't understand Ron's fancy talk. The way I digested it, his answer seemed to be along the lines of that he didn't want to date me for a long time so he couldn't kiss me. Up until now, I really had thought that I meant something to Ron...that I was more special than the other girls he had ever liked.
As always Ron and I met in the common room in front of the brilliant brick red fireplace, where we would usually head to the Great Hall for breakfast. Even in the common room the smells of freshly cooked bacon and toast wafted through my nostrils making my stomach growl loudly. Normally Ron was the first one to arrive, always revved up for a big breakfast, but today for the first time I had actually beaten him to our meeting place. I needed to talk to him, I needed to understand
When I saw Ron jogging down the boys dormitory stairs with a huge toothy grin on his freckled face I couldn't help but giggle, even in these circumstances. Was he always hungry? But my smile soon vanished, turning into a frown that was almost the shape of an upside-down hippogriff hoof, as I remembered the how I needed to talk to him about the previous evening.
"Ron I need to talk to you about last night." I remarked bluntly as he approached. He frowned, only slightly.
"What about it?"
"What you said...what did it mean?"
"You should know." He replied looking disappointed.
"Well I don't! So why don't you just open your big mouth and tell me?" I was starting to get really ticked off now.
"Oh please not another row. Moine cant we just...er...go eat breakfast." He asked motioning towards the door that would eventually lead us to the Great Hall, and putting a fake-cheery smile on his face.
"Yes another row Ron Weasley." And instead of asking this time, she demanded... "Tell me exactly what you meant last night!"
"I don't have to tell you anything." But catching the look of rage cross over my face he added, "I meant exactly what I said."
"That's not good enough of an answer!" I shouted turning a few second years heads who had been passing by, and if it was at all possible there would have been steam coming out of me I was so mad.
"Well your doing to, for once, have to live with the fact that you don't know everything, because if you don't understand already than I'm not going to take the time to explain all the facts. Your stupid library and bloody research wont be able to help you figure this one out, you have to figure out what I meant last night by yourself. "he finished exasperatedly.
"I can't play your games anymore." My voice rising, if that was at all possible. A large group of Gryffindors were now surrounded around us watching intently as if they were planted in the ground like flowers in a pot. Their heads turned to and from Ron and I wondering what was going to happen next. They were all used to the pair having yelling matches, but this was the first really big fight since they had began going out a few months prior.
"We are through Ron!" I screamed, not believing the words myself as they spilled from my mouth.
He looked as though he were about to protest but only uttered one word, "Fine.", and then the tall lanky boy turned curtly and walked out of the Fat Lady's portrait (who was scolding Ron "Well you could at least be a little bit more polite, I cant help it that your girlfriend has such a bad temper) into the crowded corridor.
As I stood there with my mouth hanging open in astonishment of what had just happened, I could feel my eyes stinging willing me to let the tears spill out. But that git couldn't, and wouldn't make me cry.
"Oh carry on with your day." I muttered to the onlookers who had just witnessed our whole fight. They seemed almost as surprised as I was that Ron and I had just broken up. "You heard me get out of here, there's nothing to see!" My voice was getting much louder again and I made a few people jump, yet no one left or looked like they had any intention of leaving. "I AM HEAD GIRL, STOP STANDING THERE LIKE BLUBBERING IDIOTS AND GET ON WITH YOUR DAY UNLESS YOU WANT DETENTION." That seemed to be enough reason for them, and the big group of people left quickly leaving the common room to look like a barren wasteland and I was the only living thing left. I didn't mean to miss use my position as head girl...but didn't they realize I just wanted to be alone, I didn't want to be stared at like I was some animal in a muggle zoo. Then the tears really did begin to come. Oh for heavens sake why am I crying!?
A/N: hey I hope you liked it, I will update as soon as I can. reviews are appreciated