AN: This is something I wrote for my friend, Amanda. I'm the 'Angela' Character. This is my first time writing something. Be nice, please.

"Ron! Ron! Wait!" Harry yelled chasing after the red head. "What, mate?" Ron finally stopped running to stare at his best friend.

"Did you hear? Malfoy's got a girrrrrrrll frrieeendd. Bloody crazy. She's a sixth year. Angela is her name from Slytherin, the one that hangs out with that Amanda girl in Gryffindor."

Breathe Ronald! Ron thought to himself. He's only bringing up Amanda because of Malfoy.

"What? Oh, um yeah. Good for Malfoy. I've really got to run Harry." Ron scratched the back of his neck nervously.

"Well, where are you going mate?" Puzzled at Ron's actions Harry took a step back. "I've got to meet Neville in the broom closet.. Um."

What the bloody hell?

"I've got a date!" Immediately, Ron threw his hand over his mouth.

"You're dating Neville?"

I'm a screw up. Why can't I just tell him, he's my mate.

"No, I've got a date with Amanda from our House." Ron was lifted off his feet by Harry. "NO WAY? Congrats mate! She's a pretty one! Smart too! Though not as pretty as Malfoy's bloody girlfriend! Can you believe Malfoy can get a girl? I thought he was bloody gay!"

Typical Harry.

"Um, yeah. I've got a Gryffindor to snog, if you don't mind, Harry." Harry pulled himself off of Ron. "Oh! Yeah, mate! Go get her!"

She's going to be pissed at me for being late. Bloody Hell.

Ron ran as fast as he could to get to the common room. "Quid Agis!" "Well aren't you in a rush, dear?" asked the Fat Lady. "Yeah, Yeah. I've got a date hurry up will you?" "Hmmph." The door to the Gryffindor common room opened, and right away Ron saw the girl of his dreams.

Well, I would see her if Hermione would get out of the bloody way.

"Ronald! Have you finished your potions essay?" Hermione approached him with a smile. "Bloody hell, Hermione. Get out of the way will you? I've got a date with the prettiest Gryffindor in the whole world!" Hermione smiled brightly until Ron pushed her out of the way. "Ronald!" But Ron didn't hear her as he approached Amanda. She was doing an essay so, naturally she didn't see him arrive. He came up behind her and said, "Hello, beautiful. Sorry I'm late." Amanda turned around and smiled, "Hello, Ron. It's fine, I just came back from Hogsmeade with Draco and Angela. They really won't stop snogging it's bloody insane. They're happy though." "Oh, yeah. Harry said something about that. Anyway, want to go on our date now?" Amanda laughed.

Oh god, she's going to say no.

"I'm tired Ron, I did just get back from Hogsmeade." Her laugh faded. "You've got a nice laugh, Amanda. And uhh.. umm.. since you're tired, why don't we take this up to my dorm?" Ron attempted to waggle his eyebrows, in that attempt Amanda laughed and smiled. "I would love that." Ron held out his hand and Amanda grabbed it. He led her up the stairs, then he rushed back down spotting Harry.

He'll never believe that I'm going to lose it before him!

"Hey, Harry!" Ron tried not to laugh. "Um, hey Ron? How'd your date go?" Harry raised an eyebrow, questioning. "Actually, WE'RE GOING TO SHAG! SUCK IT, BOY WHO CAN'T GET LAID." Ron bellowed. Harry laughed making Ron stop yelling. "What is it?" "Ronald, I've already been laid. I was only mad about Angela and Draco because I shagged her and she dumped me for Draco." Ron immediately thought about what he would say next. "YEAH! WELL! I'M BETTER LOOKING! SO BE QUIET WHILE I SHAG THAT DELICIOUS PIECE OF ASS UPSTAIRS IN OUR DORM." Harry laughed shooing Ron away. Ron, himself smiled while walking up the dorm, opening up the door. "Hello, beautiful."