How He Really Feels
After Ron and Hermione's heated argument at the Yule ball, Neville lets Hermione in on a secret. A secret Ron's been trying to hide, But Hermione will decipher. Hermione not only uncovers secrets and hidden feelings in Ron, but also in herself.
Disclaimer: I ow my life to Jo, for without her owning Harry Potter and all things related, I wouldn't have been inspired to write this.
I've been wanting to write a Yule Ball Fic for quite sometime, because it's where Ron and Hemrione's feelings really show. Comment, Rate, and Review!
BTW: sorry if Neville seems a little too "brave" in ths story, I watched the movie a few times through and in my eyes, this movie is where he gained confidence, asking Ginny and all that.
Chapter one: "Would you care to join us?"
"Hot, isn't it?" Hermione Granger raved, talking about her 'Bulgarian Bon-Bon' of a date, Viktor Krum. "Viktor's gone to get drinks. Would you care to join us?" She asked, warmly extending the invitation to her best friends, Ron Weasley and Harry Potter.
"no, we wouldn't care to join you!" Ron said, ears turning red.
"last I checked you were obsessing over him at the Quiddich Cup!" Hermione retorted, voice raising a shrill level.
"The Triwizard Tournament is about international, magical co-operation. It's about making friends." Hermione said with an air of finality in her voice.
Ron snorted. "please, he's way too old for you, he's got a lot more than friendship on his mind" he said, following a rampaging Hermione out of the Great Hall.
"Well you know the soloution then, don't you?" Hermione said, tears welling up in her eyes.
"What, Hermione, WHAT is your soloution?"
"next time, pluck up the courage and ASK ME before someone else does!"
Hermione said as Ron's ears turned a brighter shade of red than his hair.
"oi, what's going on" Harry said, shoes slung over his shoulder.
"where have you been? NEVERMIND. Off to bed, both of you!" Hermione snapped. "Yes, mum" Ron said quietly to Harry.
"Ron, you've spoiled EVERYTHING!" Hermione roared. Finally, she sank down onto the stairs leading to the Great Hall and wept.
"There, there Hermione," said a comforting voice. Sniffling and wiping her tears, she looked up into the kind and awkward face of Neville Longbottom, who had asked her after Viktor had offered his invitation.
"I know you, Hermione. I know what you want." He had a devilish look in his deep hazel eyes. "And, what might this be?" Hermione asked, stifling back more sobs.
"You want Ron Weasley, and I know for a fact that he wants you too." Neville smirked, but he still had a nervous tinge in his voice.
"and what might that be?" Hermione said, hopes raising.
"Ron talks in his sleep, and I know for a fact that whatever he says, he writes down in a journal. I'll go into the dormitories tonight and snatch it in his sleep. Be prepared to find a parcel containing it in your bag tomorrow." And with that, he left, leaving a puzzled Hermione on the stairs.
yeah, i know, short. But the others will be longer, i swear! this was just kinda an into. Comments, Reviews, and such would be much appreciated!