" Malfoy Stop! Don't touch him you filthy bastard!" Ron yelled, his wand at the ready.

" Harry, get away from him. Now." His voice let no room for arguing and hm pulling Harry by the arm only helped him point. Harry looked between us; his eyes full of confusion.

"Ron," I started. I slowly placed my wand on the ground, " I told you this before and I still mean it. I will never hurt Harry." Ron only growled and shoved Harry further from me.

" I understand that you never liked me nor every trusted me, but please." I was begging. My pride meant noting to me anymore.

" Shut it." His voice had no hint of emotion. Ron's only hint of anger was the fact that is wand was digging into my throat. " you think I don't know what you did? That you let them in here? That you had a hand in killing him?" Ron let out a forced laugh. " I'm not that dense."

Harry looked like he was going to kill me. His eyes now burned with furry.

" Ron, get out of my way. Now!" Ron didn't move, his wand pushing deeper into my throat.

Harry roughly grabbed Ron's shoulder and pushed him to the ground.

" I said move."

I let out a shaky breath. "This is it," I thought, " I've finally did it. I've lost the one person I was trying to keep."

Ron looked between Harry and I as if to see if he was going to punch me or him.

" If I hear one more word out of, I'm going to hurt you." Harry said, then turned to me.

He grabbed the collar of my shirt and pulled me closer. Before I was able to think, his lips were on my.

When he pulled away, he smiled and said,

" We are really going to have to talk about this you know."

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(One week later)

" Harry?" Ron yelled banging on the door of the dorm. I sat on the stairs waiting for him with Hermione.

I sat there holding back a laugh while read a book.

"Shall I try?" I asked. " He did say we need to talk after..." I stopped wen Ron glared at me. I was already on thin ice with everyone here already.

" Please by all means." His voice was full of sarcasm.

I knocked on the door.

"What do you want Ron? Bloody Hell!" Harry yelled from the other side.

" It's not Ron." I called back. I waited as I heard foot steps come towards the door. Harry opened it and dragged me in. leaving everyone else outside.

"You and I have a lot to talk about you bastard." Harry started.

" I know, that's why I'm here." I stood watching him before I sat on the closest bed. Harry sat on the floor in front of me.

"Damn it Harry!" Ron yelled from the other side. " You'll talk to him but not us? Fine, Hermione and I will be down in the common room."

Harry and I didn't speak for what felt like a long time. We just looked at each other before I spoke up.

" Can things ever go back to the way they were?" My voice was soft, almost broken.

He looked up.

" Maybe, I don't know. We... We just have to talk." His voice was just as soft as mine.

" Then let's talk."