I'm 16 years old and I've never kissed a girl...
It was the first day of Ron Weasley's 6th year at Hogwarts and he was feeling extremely depressed. He and Harry had spent the major portion of their summer at the Black home, where they were left out of anything having to do with fighting Voldemort. Having nothing better to do, Harry had spent all of his time moping about, crying over Sirius and sighing over Cho. Hermione was in Bulgaria visiting Viktor, so Ron was entirely alone. He was happy to be going back to school, but then a sudden thought had struck him while he was sitting on the train- He was 16 years old and he had never had a girlfriend, never even kissed a girl! Ron didn't speak to anyone once they arrived at school. He ate in silence, and when they were released to go to bed, he dragged his feet out to the hallway. He liked at the stone ground all the way to the hall but was stopped suddenly when he ran right into someone. It was a Hufflepuff girl, a 6th year he recognized slightly. She had short, dark red hair with bright pink streaks and big blue eyes. She looked up at him sheepishly and gave him a crooked smile. "Alana Moore," she said, introducing herself, apparently flustered, "sorry for running into you there... wasn't looking where I was going." "Ron Weasley... er, yeah... sorry, that was really my fault, I'm kinda out of it tonight... But if you want to take the blame..." he could feel his ears going red. They set off down the corridor, avoiding each other's eyes and struggling for conversation. "You know," Alana started hopefully, "I think we have some classes together this year. I read my schedule earlier and Gryffindor and Hufflepuff have double Herbology, Astronomy, and Transfiguration. I think... Anyways, we'll see each other. I dunno." There was a long pause in which they both just walked in silence, looking gat each other occasionally and hoping the other one would say something. "Well, I guess this is where we split. Bye. It was nice, er running into you." "Oh, yeah, you too. See you at breakfast or something. Herbology maybe." He smiled, and started off toward the Gryffindor common room. Wow... she is really cute. His face was bright red as he pulled the hangings on his bed closed and fell asleep.
I know it's short, but it's only the first chapter and I couldn't find anywhere else to separate it. (I like making chapters.) ( Please Read & Review!
It was the first day of Ron Weasley's 6th year at Hogwarts and he was feeling extremely depressed. He and Harry had spent the major portion of their summer at the Black home, where they were left out of anything having to do with fighting Voldemort. Having nothing better to do, Harry had spent all of his time moping about, crying over Sirius and sighing over Cho. Hermione was in Bulgaria visiting Viktor, so Ron was entirely alone. He was happy to be going back to school, but then a sudden thought had struck him while he was sitting on the train- He was 16 years old and he had never had a girlfriend, never even kissed a girl! Ron didn't speak to anyone once they arrived at school. He ate in silence, and when they were released to go to bed, he dragged his feet out to the hallway. He liked at the stone ground all the way to the hall but was stopped suddenly when he ran right into someone. It was a Hufflepuff girl, a 6th year he recognized slightly. She had short, dark red hair with bright pink streaks and big blue eyes. She looked up at him sheepishly and gave him a crooked smile. "Alana Moore," she said, introducing herself, apparently flustered, "sorry for running into you there... wasn't looking where I was going." "Ron Weasley... er, yeah... sorry, that was really my fault, I'm kinda out of it tonight... But if you want to take the blame..." he could feel his ears going red. They set off down the corridor, avoiding each other's eyes and struggling for conversation. "You know," Alana started hopefully, "I think we have some classes together this year. I read my schedule earlier and Gryffindor and Hufflepuff have double Herbology, Astronomy, and Transfiguration. I think... Anyways, we'll see each other. I dunno." There was a long pause in which they both just walked in silence, looking gat each other occasionally and hoping the other one would say something. "Well, I guess this is where we split. Bye. It was nice, er running into you." "Oh, yeah, you too. See you at breakfast or something. Herbology maybe." He smiled, and started off toward the Gryffindor common room. Wow... she is really cute. His face was bright red as he pulled the hangings on his bed closed and fell asleep.
I know it's short, but it's only the first chapter and I couldn't find anywhere else to separate it. (I like making chapters.) ( Please Read & Review!