All I've Got

Chapter Three: Discovery

Hermione sighed as Harry quickly exited the Great Hall. "Ron, I don't think he's sick. He looks perfectly fine to me! And why is he in such a hurry to get out of here?"

"Hermione, just let him be!" Ron snapped, taking her hand. "He just got in a fight with Malfoy--he might still be a little touchy. He's probably just going for a walk."

"I still don't believe him about that," Hermione whispered. "Why would he start going for walks this year, when he was fine before? And why did he keep it so secret at first?"

Ron grumbled and rolled his eyes. "Can we just dance? Please? I'll promise I won't step on your feet again."

"Could you please follow him?" Hermione pleaded.

Ron's jaw dropped. "Why me?! I trust him, Mione, and if you don't, then you follow him!"

"Please, Ron! I just want you to make sure he's okay! I don't think he's doing anything bad, I just want to make sure he's alright," Hermione lied.

Ron rolled his eyes. "Why don't we just ask him tomorrow morning?"

Hermione glared at him. "Because he'll lie. If he's upset tonight, then he'll lie about it tomorrow. That's what he always does! All I'm asking you to do is go see what he's doing! After that, you can come back, and we'll dance some more."

"Fine!" Ron exclaimed, defeated. "I'll go!"

Hermione smiled and kissed him on the cheek. "Thank you SOOO much, Ron!"

Ron blushed and walked toward the door without another word. He couldn't believe Hermione had just kissed him!

The second he was out the door, his thoughts returned to Harry. He was turning a corner, no doubt headed for the common room.

But when Harry reached the entrance hall, he took a smaller corridor just behind the marble staircase. No classrooms or secret passageways were down this way, as far as Ron knew. All there was, was a broom closet.

Sure enough, Harry opened the door to the broom closet and disappeared within.

Ron's eyes widened. Was he meeting someone? Or was he just sneaking some broom polish for when he went home?

Ron waited. He couldn't help it. Now that he was here, curiosity overwhelmed him, and he couldn't move from the shadows that he had chosen as his lookout point.

Minutes passed in silence. Nothing was happening! But it wouldn't take this long for Harry to grab some broom-care materials.

Ron crept closer. Was someone already in there with him? If there was, what were they doing?

A horrible thought jumped out if Ron's mind.

But no, Harry wouldn't do that, especially without telling them.

There was a moan coming from the door, and Ron froze. His worst thought was coming true, and he was hearing it!

But who was it that Harry was meeting privately? Cho? Parvati?

No, both of them were back at the party. Ron remembered walking past them on his way out of the Great Hall.

There was another moan, louder this time. Ron almost fainted.

"Draco..."

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