"Ron.", I approached my good friend, as he exited the boys locker room.
"What's it?", he asked me, waiting for Harry in front of the door.
"Can we go for a walk?", I asked him and he nodded.
Quidditch practice obviously has been hard, as he breathed heavily.
"Only the two of us.", I told him and he looked at me intimidated.
At first, he hesitated but then he followed me for a stroll.
"Why do you behave so strangely lately?", Ron wanted to know.
My eyes widened. He obviously did not have a clue, about Harry's knowledge.
"Seriously, what's the matter? Ginny and Harry sat together the whole damn day and you suddenly seek a conversation with me. By the way, I'm pretty sure, they were talking about you. Now that I come to think of it, is it the reason you want to talk to me? Because, if it is, I don't even want to know." he warned me.
"It is about this," I admitted, "but you have to know."
He looked at me and took my hands in his.
"I do not have to know.", he repeated himself, stressing every single word.
"What did Ron say?", Draco wanted to know, as he let the door fall shut after I entered the room of requirement.
"He blocked me. He didn't want to talk about it.", I admitted and tears ran down my cheeks.
"How did he know, what you wanted to talk about?", he asked.
"He told me, that Ginny and Harry have been talking about me the entire day and he didn't want to talk about the reasons for that.", I repeated Ron's explanation.
"Why didn't you tell him, nevertheless?", he yelled and threw a pillow.
"I-I'm sorry.", I mumbled but my voice broke.
The tears flooded even more now. My legs shook, I sat down on the bed, before I would break down again.
"No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have yelled at you for that.", he apologized and slowly walked up to me.
He wiped away the tears and gently pushed my shoulder down to the mattress. His lips touched mine and we kissed passionately.