The gifts
Ron's POV
I knew she was going to kill me as soon as it happened, oh god she's going to kill me. Ron you absolute idiot! Why were you so stupid? But to be fair I didn't know they were going to hang her underwear from the Astronomy tower labeling it Hermione Granger is a slag. I can't believe Lavender and Pansy would do that. Lavender, I can't believe I kissed her! And Pansy, well this is a Slytherin bitch we're talking about now. OK Ron think. You have to make it up to Hermione or she won't ever be interested. OK Hermione likes mint and grass and all girls like roses, right? I told myself as I ran out to the garden. As I picked the last rose, my fingers sore, I heard,
'Who are those for?' I turned to see Ginny standing behind me pointing at the flowers and herbs.
'Hermione,' I told her.
'Oh. Why?' my sister asked.
'Because I could have stopped what happened last term and I didn't.'
'Ron, I don't think you're being fair on yourself...' she said as I interrupted her.
'Ginny I have to do this, help me if you want but just let me do it!' I told her as I started walking away into the pantry. She ran behind me and said,
'Ok fine...What do I do?'
'Find chocolates,' I yelled as I ran into the kitchen to get a vase and flowers. I had 15 minutes till dinner. Just enough time to prepare. She was getting here in the morning. Harry was coming the day after and then the wedding. Me and Ginny have been practising dancing and Harry practiced with Hermione all last term.
'Ginny when you get the chocolates go raid mums perfume cabinet, get a nice one will you?' I yelled.
'OK sure, what does she like?'
'Flowers, nothing too sweet.'
'OK,' she yelled already jumping the stairs two at a time. Ron calm down, you are being irrational, that's what she'd say. Hermione. I carried up the flowers and chocolates and lid them on her bed across the hall from me. I took out a small piece and wrote
Hermione Granger, I'm sorry, forgive me,
I love you
Ron xxx.
'Aright little brother?' a voice said from my shoulder, I jumped.
'Fred!' I yelled.
'I'm Fred you twit,' someone said from behind me after a crack.
I spun around to see Fred there.
'Oh give it a rest,' I said as George plucked the card I had just written,
'Oh what do you we have here? Dear Hermione I am so sorry I let a jealous cow hang your underwear from the tallest tower. I will die if you don't forgive me. From Won-Won,' George yelled.
'Ron you are so hopelessly UN-romantic! It needs to be more
Hermione forgive me, I'm sorry
I love you
Ron,' Fred said
'But that's what I wrote!' I yelled.
'Oh yes, sorry,' they said as they walked out and Ginny ran in with the perfume.
'I don't think mum uses this one, it was at the back of the cabinet when I found it. It smells pretty. Hermione is going to love it!'
'You're the best,' I said pulling her into a bear hug. I flicked my wand and arranged them.
'Ron, Gin, twins, dinner!' Mum yelled.
'Come on.' I said releasing her. As I ran down the stairs Mum was standing by the hob.
'George, Ron, set the table,' she said and we sprang into action. After we were all sitting down mum asked,
'So Ron dear, when's Hermione getting here?'
'Oh, she said she'd be here about 8ish in her letter,' Well that wasn't all she said I told myself remembering that piece of parchment in my top draw.
'Oh that's good dear,' Dad said.
'Dad there's something he's not telling you,' Fred said.
'Oh really?' Dad asked looking concerned.
'Yes, you see Dad, Ronniekins here is in love...' George said looking into the distance.
'With Miss Bucked Tooth Granger,' Fred said nodding at my parents.
'Don't call her that!' I yelled.
'If you had eyes or a brain you would know Hermione's had braces since then,' Ginny said saving me.
'Never the less Dad, Mum, Won-Won isn't denying this inner feeling is he?' My father looked bemused my mum looked stony.
'Hermione is going to kill you if you say that again,' I said quietly knowing that if Lavender's name was brought up at any time I had no chance.
'Exactly Won-Won,' George said across the table.
'Fred, George. Stop annoying your brother and go wash the...'
'Dishes. Hey Won-Won, Ginnykins play your game of Quidditch. If you win nor more Won-Won. If we win...You have to clean our room for a month, both of you!'