Celandine's Chronicle (celandineb) wrote in cels_fic_haven, @ 2011-08-30 09:27:00 |
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Entry tags: | hp ficlets harry/ron, hp quill-it 100.3 |
HP ficlet: The Row [Harry/Ron, general]
Title: The Row
Author: celandineb
Fandom: HP
Pairing: Harry/Ron; references to Hermione/Ron
Rating: general
Length: 721 words
Warnings: angst
Summary: Harry wants Ron to tell Hermione the truth about them.
Note: For quill_it, 100.3, prompt 73, "nowhere".
"It's nothing to do with you. Honestly, it isn't," said Ron in an angry whisper.
"What? We've been mates for six years, rather more than that for two, and you're trying to tell me that you wanting to shag Hermione has nothing to do with me?" Harry glared back at Ron and scratched at his neck where the locket chain rubbed.
"I didn't say I wanted to shag her, I said I fancy her. I mean, I do want to shag her, but that's not what I said, and that's not the point."
"That's exactly the point. Or were you planning to be involved with both of us at the same time?"
"Well, yeah." Ron looked bewildered. "That's why I told you, Harry. I figured you should know that I feel more for Hermione than just friendship, and I think she feels the same about me."
"No kidding," Harry muttered. Anyone with half an eye could see how Hermione felt. "Look, I was okay with you going out with Lavender last year, when you told me you just wanted to see what it was like to be with a girl."
"I know. I still can't figure out what she saw in me." Ron shook his head reminiscently. "Crazy, that was."
"And I appreciate that you didn't make a fuss either when I went out with Cho those few times," continued Harry doggedly. "But Hermione... Hermione's different. She's our friend, Ron. Don't you think that if the two of you become involved, it'll mess up the friendship between the three of us?"
"I don't see why." Ron shrugged. "You and me being together hasn't messed things up with Hermione."
It wasn't the same, though. Harry was sure of that even if he couldn't explain why.
"Will you tell her about us?" he pressed.
Ron looked wary. "I hadn't planned to. I never told Lavender, and you never told Cho."
"Those relationships weren't serious."
"But they could have been. Neither of us knew at the time, did we?" Ron pointed out. "I reckon Hermione doesn't need to know."
"Well, that leaves me nowhere, doesn't it?" said Harry bitterly, fingering the Horcrux around his throat. "You'll be all romantic and kissy with Hermione, and I'll be begging you to spare me a minute and let me suck your cock."
"Bollocks." Ron stood up and glared at Harry, his fists clenched. "After all these years, Harry, you're mental if you don't realize I love you. But I love Hermione too, can't you understand that? It's like I need both of you to be complete."
"You don't love and need her enough to tell her the truth," Harry shot back.
"Come on. Turn it around. How would you feel if I came to you and said I'd been secretly seeing, I don't know, Neville, for the past two years, but I wanted to go out with you too? That's how it would be for Hermione if I told her."
Harry scowled. Put that way, it did sound ridiculous, and yet it seemed wrong for Ron not to tell Hermione the whole truth. It was almost as if he were ashamed of being in love with Harry, of their relationship... but could Harry really blame him? He had never wanted to be public about it either, if only to avoid awkwardness with their roommates at Hogwarts.
He sighed and repeated, "It just doesn't seem right that Hermione shouldn't know. She was upset about you going out with Lavender, but she never much liked her anyway. I think it would be different with me."
"Maybe." Ron shook his head. "Maybe not. I could tell her later on, perhaps, kind of lead up to it gradually."
"Never mind. Never mind. Just... go out with her if you want, but unless you tell her about you and me, there won't be a you and me anymore." He pulled the chain of the Horcrux over his head and tossed it to Ron. "Here. It's your turn to wear this. I'm going to sleep."
He lay down on the bed with his back to the room and held himself stiff until he heard Ron go to bed too. Even then he didn't dare give in to the pain in his heart. He wouldn't let Ron see how badly their quarrel hurt him.