I do not own Harry Potter, however, I do own a bunny named Sally. Ok my big brother, A.K.A Lizard Lad, has posted this fic for me.
It was the first day of the end of the summer holiday and Hermione Granger was running everywhere trying to find her friends. The day was still hot and humid so she was very tired. As she ran through the crowd she thought, how is it that I've only seen Harry and Ron ones in the last day? The school towered above her as she ran. It was about five-twenty and the feast was in an hour. She had to find them now. Then she noted a shock of red hair that stood out above the crowed. Ah! There you are! Hermione thought as she neared the lake where she had seen the hair. "RON!" Hermione called as she neared a boy sitting by a tree at the side of the lake.
"Oh, hey Mione!" Ron Weasley called to her.
"Ron where is Harry?" Hermione asked coolly.
"Under there," Ron said nodding his head toured the lake.
"UNDER WHERE!" Hermione Yelled.
"Ha, ha, you said under ware!" Ron laughed.
"RON WEASLEY WHERE IS HARRY!" she yelled, losing all control.
"In the lake, I told you."
At the same time Ron said that Harry's head came out of the water. Hermione starred at the raven-haired boy in the water, her gaze ice. His bright green eyes flashed to Ron, then to Hermione. "Er… Hey Hermione!" Harry said.
"Harry," Hermione said coolly, "Why are you in the lake?"
"Why are you on land?" Harry asked.
"Don't tease me Harry. I repeat, why are you in the lake?"
"Well… er… I thought that it was er… a bit hot out so I took a swim!"
"Oh, I see, why in your jeans?" Hermione asked.
"I didn't have time to get my swim suit," Harry said timidly.
"Harry Potter. You, Ron and I are in 7th year now, that means that it would be nice to get to see the sorting for once." Hermione said coolly.
"Mione, we really don't want to see it, we just want the food," Ron groaned.
"You two! You didn't even see when Ginny was sorted in 2nd year!" Hermione yelled.
"We wanted to!" Harry pleaded.
"Yeah, Mione, we did!" Ron said.
"Fine, be that way. I'll be watching, and you can hide in the lake. What do I care? You're the ones that will lose from not coming." Hermione called as she walked away.
"Hey, Mione! Come back! It's not like that! We didn't mean it!" Ron called, but it was no use.
"You mean, you didn't mean it. I mean every word," Harry said.
Ron ran to catch up to Hermione. She was about a foot shorter then him, so it didn't take long. "Mione! You know that Harry and I just don't like to see those little kids go threw the whole sorting thing!" Ron pleaded.
"Ron… if you don't want to come… then don't. Just don't talk to me about it," Hermione said firmly.
Later in the Great Hall… Everyone was taking his or her seats at the four house tables. Hermione sat in between Lavender and Luna. Having a spaced out Luna on one side, and a chatterbox Lavender on the other was like torture to Hermione. The seats in front of Hermione were empty. Those were the seats that Harry and Ron Normally sat in. She sighed. She wished they were here. But if they just wanted the food, what was the point? Just then Ron and Harry slid into their seats grinning.
"What are you two doing here?" Hermione asked with raised eyebrows.
"Being better friends then we were and hour ago," Harry said grinning.
"Well, you're in luck. The sorting going to start in a few minutes!" Hermione said grinning now too.
"Then the food, right?" Ron asked hopefully.
"Yes, then the food Ron." said Harry.
"Why you grinning so much?" Ron asked Hermione.
"Look up," was all she could say.
They did so, and, in doing it saw Peeves hovering above them. He had a bottle of black ink in each hand. Peeves dropped one on both Ron and Harry's heads.
As Harry wiped the ink off of his glasses he said, "We deserved that."
"Yeah we did," Ron said, trying to get some out of his hair.
"The sorting shall now begin!" said Dumbledore.
First a mean looking boy was sorted into Slytheren, then a cool looking guy wearing sunglasses inside. AN: "I still don't get way people do that." And then blah, blah, blah, the other nameless people.
The next day it rained hard. And in there free time, the students could be seen walking about the school aimlessly. Harry, Ron and Hermione stood in an empty classroom, not even talking. Then Hermione yelled, "RON, YOUR PANTS ARE ON FIRE!"
"Oh, so they are…" said Ron thoughtfully.
"OH MY GOSH MY PANTS ARE ON FIRE!" he then screamed.
Hermione quickly putt out the fire, however.
Soon Ron said, "I'm seemingly unharmed… but only seemingly!"
"Sorry… I couldn't resist," Harry mumbled.
Just then the door opened to reveal Draco Malfoy.
"Umm… is this the drama club?" Draco asked.
"No, you want the next door over," said Harry.
"Oh, thank you," Draco said and left the room.
"NO PROBLEM!" Harry called after him.
"Now, what were we saying?" Harry asked.
"My pants were on fire because you put the spell on them! And now I'm only seemingly unharmed!" Ron burst out. "What did my pants ever do to you?"
"Guys, stop arguing!" Hermione cut in.
"Sorry, Mione." Ron and Harry said at the same time.
"Very good, you're forgiven." she said.
That night in the common room… Hermione, Ron, and Harry sat by the fire talking. Then Hermione said, "Who are you taking to the ball?"
"WHAT!" Ron and Harry asked. AN: "Very loudly! Oh, my ears!"
"Oh, you know! The ball? The one that Dumbledore told us about tonight?" at there blank looks she asked, "You weren't listening, were you?"
"No. I was eating a pie."
"You mean a peace of pie Ron," Hermione said.
"No… I mean a pie," Ron said.
Hermione whacked Ron over the head.
"OW! What was that for?" Ron asked.
"For being an idiot!" Hermione said.
"I think that we should avoided not having good dates like last year that would be…" Harry started.
"Hermione will you go to the ball with me, so I won't have to be dateless?" Ron asked hopefully.
"No. I think these balls are so you can enjoy having a date that you might date later. Not so you can have popularity because you got a date with a Quidditch Captain like Harry!"
"I'm a Quidditch Captain?" Harry asked.
Hermione turns toward readers, "There all morons, aren't they?"
Three months past this way and at night in the girl's dormitories you could hear talk like this, "Hermione… do you still not have a date?" "No Lavender, I do not have a date."
And talk like this in the boy's dormitories… "Harry, your so lucky! Girls asked you out all the time coz you're a Quidditch Captain!" "I'm a Quidditch Captain?"
Girl's room… "Somehow I feel the boys are talking about us…"
Boy's room… "I'll bet that the girls don't even know we're talking about them! All they think about is boys, and their hair!"
Girl's room… "Lets talk about how we feel our lives are doing!"
Boy's room… "I know! Let's have a belching contest!"
Girl's room… "I like the peaceful, quite live, nice and safe…"
Boy's room… "I like to do extreme sports!"
Soon it was the week before the ball, and they still did not have dates. That is except for Hermione and Harry that is. Ron was the only one at Hogworts that did not have one. That meant that there was one person that he could ask left: Luna Lovegood. So it was that Ron went to find her one warm spring day.
He found her by the lake reading The Quibbler.
"Er… Luna would you… Er… Liketogototheballwithme?" Ron asked in a rush.
Luna seemed to be pondering if she should make him say it slower for torture when she said, "Ok, then."
"YEAH! I GOT A DATE! YEAH!" Ron yelled running up to the castle to tell Harry and Hermione.
The next day all students were allowed to visit Hogsmead in order to have everything they needed for the ball. First the boys went into the robes shop together.
Ron held up some robs and said, "LOOK! THESE ROBES HAVE THE CHUDLY CANONS ON THEM! THE HOWL THING IS COVERED WITH THE PLAYERS! I WANT THEM!"
"Ron… If you ever have a wedding… Don't wear that." Harry said.
Then Harry picked some up and yelled, "THESE ROBES HAVE LITTLE SNITCHS ALL OVER THEM! I WANT A PARE!"
So Harry and Ron bought the robes. Then the girls came in. As the boys left Harry whispered to Ron, "I'll bet they get some totally ridiculous robes!"
"Boohoo! Look at these soft blue robes Gin! I'm buying them!" Hermione said.
"And I found the same thing excepted its in soft purple!" Ginny said happily.
"And I found it too… But in soft green!" said Lavender laughing lightly.
So the girls bought the robes and left the shop.
Now it was the night before the ball, AN: "They sort-of grow up so fast!" and Ron and Harry were putting on there robes.
"I think that maybe it was a mistake to by these robes, Harry…" said Ron.
"Are you kidding me with that?" Harry asked.
"Yeah… I guess so…" Ron said quietly.
The boys waited for the girls in the great hall, which, had been lit by hundreds of little fairies at the top of the sealing. The night sky, normally so visible on the sealing was pitch-black tonight, not even a star shown through. The four long house tables had been removed to make way for about a hundred little ones. And there was the dance floor right in the middle of the mix of tables. And a stage was up where the teacher's table was normally placed. Harry and Ron could only assume that The Weird Sisters was the band that would be performing.
As the girls walked up to them they looked around, and at the site of their new robes, the girls silently decided that, if you couldn't say anything nice, don't say anything at all.
Ron asked Luna, "Would you like to dance?"
"No, thank you. I'm not much of a dancer." Luna said.
"Well that's a relief! I hate to dance!" Ron said, glad not to have to dance.
As they walked on Luna whispered to Ginny, "I am so dumping him."
Ginny nodded quickly before saying, "I'm just glad I got a date with Colon!"
Lavender added to the conversation, "Where is he, anyway?"
"I'm not sure. I think he said something about coming late," Ginny said, frowning.
"So… who's going with who? I'm going with Harry. And Ginny's going with Colon… Luna's going with Ron… Whom on earth is Hermione going with?" Lavender asked.
"Where is Hermione anyway?" Ginny asked.
"I thought she was with us!" Luna said.
As the girls whispered they did not note someone walking toward them.
But the boys AN: "By some miracle" noted the people first, and said, "Hermione! Hi! Where's your date?"
"I'm right here," said a voice.
They all turned, and in doing so, almost fainted.
A seventeen-year-old boy stood there, wearing a pair of plain black dress robs. His hair was brown and messy, AN: "Not to make him sound like Harry." his eyes a clear blue. He was about as tall as Ron and his voice sounded faintly Scottish.
"OH NO! HE'S HOT!" Ron cried, before fainting.
"Why does she get the cute date?" Lavender grumbled.
"HEY!" Harry and Colon (who had just arrived) said indignantly.
AN: "And I'm sure that if Ron was conscious he'd be mad to."
"Oh, no! Poor Ron! Someone get the smelling salts!" Hermione said.
After Ron was awake Hermione said, "This is Don, he's not new here, but for some reason he's been hiding in an old classroom for like hmmm… seven years. He only has appeared at social events. He says that now he plans to come out more. He never left the school! Hasn't seen his mum and dad for all that time!"
"Do you want to dance Hermione?" Don asked.
"Sure!" Hermione answered.
As they walked off Ginny asked, "Why does she the good ones, when she's not even that pretty?"
"Well Gin… I think that since we're all friends, we can't really look at her as pretty. But she is pretty, and we don't know it." Harry said sadly.
"WHAT KIND OF FRIENDS ARE WE!" Ron yelled.
"I don't know… the kind that smells like cheese?" Harry asked.
"No Harry… That's only Ron." Luna said.
"But cheese is delicious!" Ron said.
So that night Ron did nothing but sit around and say things like, "I wish they made Don voodoo dolls…"
Hermione got a boyfriend named Don, Harry got a girlfriend named Lavender, and Ron was left doomed to be lonely.
In other words everybody lived happily ever after. I think the end stinks so I'll tell it to you.
This is it: Ron walked over to Harry and Hermione and said, "Ham?"
FIN.
All I can say is thank you for reading this fic! Wow… Eight pages! My brother (Lizard Lad) posted this for me coz I have no pen name… Thank you so much brother! So now I must say what a fanfic writer does… PLEASE REVIEW! I'm only 10 so I'm new at this… Please be kind!