Hastily I entered the Gryffindor common room, threw my bag on an armchair and walked up to Ginny.
"Where's Ron," I asked her.
"Ron," she asked surprised, "he's down in the gardens, training Quidditch with Harry."
Training? He was on the team?
"He's on the team," I wondered.
"Yup," she replied, "don't worry, you're not the only one, to be surprised. Nevertheless, be nicer to him, please. I know that he acts like a total git, but only because he cares."
I grunted disapprovingly, although, I knew she was right.
"Ron," I yelled and ran the last few yards towards them. I embraced Ron, as soon as I had reached them.
"Are you ill," he wanted to know.
"No," I sighed and added, "but I want to rescue our friendship. You were so annoying, nosy and ignorant lately, still, I decided to forgive you. I miss you."
Tears running down my cheeks, I realized, how true it was.
"I miss you too, Hermione," he admitted and hugged me tighter.
Harry looked around awkwardly, holding two broomsticks.
"Would you please try accepting him," I asked, "he's an important part of my life, now. I love him, as I love you two. I neither want to, nor have to lose any of you. You are my friends, he is my boyfriend, I need all of you."
How could Ron not realize, how in love Draco and I were? He had really been surprised, by the term boyfriend. At least, he had agreed on trying, to accept him. Harry had not been surprised, neither had he been happy. Obviously, Draco had already used his new might. Harry had complained about him, taking points from Gryffindor regularly, for nothing. I promised him, I'd talk to Draco about it, although I knew, it would then be even more fun to him.