Hi! This is my very first fanfic, so please don't be so harsh on me… I mean I can take criticism, but still, be nice… And my English is not that good yet, I mean, I'm not an expert in the English Language… Maybe it's because I speak too much Cebuano… Oh yeah, and Shuri 'in a world of black and white' helped me write part of it and tried proofreading it because I was practically stuck… Oh, and it was Shuri 'in a world of black and white' who introduced me to you guys like it… Please review… Thanks

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of its characters.

Chapter 1: Jealousy in control?

"Yes!" Hermione exclaimed when she read the letter.

Ron stared at her, unaware on what was happening.

"What?"

"Why are you so happy?"

"Oh…" Hermione said, blushing. "Nothing."

"Aw…come on Hermione…" Ron said, poking Hermione hard in the side.

"Ouch! Fine…Victor just asked me out!"

"What! Victor…Krum!"

"How many other Victors do we know, Ronald?"

"But I thought he was…"

"Well, yeah, but he asked me out, didn't he?"

Ron made no comment, and stared sadly at the floor. Hermione walked out of the room happily leaving Ron behind to sulk.

No! Ron thought, Krum? Of all the people in the wizarding world, Krum? Why him! Now I will never get a chance!

"Are you feeling okay, Ron?"

Startled, Ron turned around, seeing Harry, he kept quiet.

"Are you okay?" Harry asked once more.

"Yeah, I'm okay!"

Harry looked at him suspiciously, "Come on, you can tell me."

"Well, it's like this…"

XOXOX

"What! Victor Krum!"

"Yeah."

"And you're jealous?"

"Yeah, somewhat."

"Hahahaha…"

"Why are you laughing!"

"Hahaha…ooh, Ron is in love! Hahaha!"

"Quit laughing!"

"Hahaha…"

"Quit, or I'll hex you!"

"Okay, okay, God… Bloody hell Ron, you're gonna have problems."

Ron stared at Harry sadly.

"Well, Ron, try to get her!"

"Hmmm…"

Still lost in thought, Ron walked out of the common room, past the Great Hall and out on the Quidditch field. He watched the Hufflepuff Quidditch Team practice. They're pretty good, he thought.

"Hi Ron."

"Oh, hi Hannah."

Hannah Abbot, a member of the Hufflepuff Quidditch Team flew down to him.

"How's everything?"

"All good. You?"

"Oh, nothing really special's going on…I heard Krum and Hermione are going out? Wow, isn't that something?"

"Yeah."

"Anyways, do you think Ernie's okay?"

"Ernie? Okay? Huh?" Ron asked, clueless.

Hannah looked at him, blushing, "You know…do you think he will be okay…as uh…umm…you know…as my boyfriend?"

"Uh…well yeah, I guess, I think he's alright…why?"

"Oh, he asked me, and I was just wondering, if he was good and all…well, thanks."

Hannah walked away, leaving Ron in an even worse mood.

Why is everyone suddenly getting together!

Deciding that staying there wouldn't make him feel any better, he headed back towards the school. On his way, he couldn't help but notice that everyone but him seemed to have dates.

What's the matter with everyone? Why am I the only one in this damn school that has no date!

What is wrong with me?

By the time he reached his dorm, he felt so miserably pathetic that he would have hid in a broom closet, if he could. Not that he could, though, since potions class was starting in five minutes. He unwillingly got his books and headed to the dungeons.

"Ronald Weasley! Late again!"

Upon entering the most unwelcoming room of the castle, Snape's voice thundered. Ron was confused to see everyone…Hermione, Harry and the Slytherins…already inside, sitting down.

"What…? …But…still five more minutes…"

"You are, in fact, five minutes late. I shall take fifty points from Gryffindor."

Ron glanced at his watch. Oh damn, it stopped. No wonder. He mumbled an apology and went to his usual seat beside Harry. Snape was smiling at subtracting points from Gryffindor, and Malfoy and co. were snickering.

"What, Weasley? I did not understand any of your blabbing. Another fifty points."

Ron's face turned deep red. It would have been less embarrassing if it was another day at any other place. Why did it have to be in front of Hermione right after she told him Krum asked her out? But surprising enough, it was Hermione who spoke up for him.

"Professor, Ron only apologized! You shouldn't subtract points…"

"Miss Granger, stop being so big-headed for once. Do not order me what to do. Another fifty points."

It was now Hermione's turn to turn red. Malfoy threw in a taunting comment.

"Ooh, look. Mudblood Granger fell for Weasley. What a cute couple!"

Pansy imitated a kissing noise, and the Slytherins broke into laughter. Hermione's face turned a deeper shade of red. Ron cast a look at Hermione, and saw her hand shaking under the table. Then something inside him snapped.

"Don't you dare call her mudblood, Malfoy!"

He banged his book on the table and stood up. Everyone shifted their eyes to Ron, including Hermione who forgot her embarrassment for a moment. Malfoy smirked, which gave him a similar look with Snape.

"Ooh, now Weasel King is covering up for the mudblood."

"Weasel king and Mudblood, Weasel King and Mudblood…" chanted the Slytherins.

Ron drew out his wand and pointed it at Malfoy. He half expected Snape to yell at him, but he just stood there, apparently enjoying the scene.

Malfoy stood up and drew out his wand too.

"Going to hex me, Weasel King?"

"Yeah…like you won't."

Ron was ready, he knew what spell to use and he was determined to kick Malfoy's ass.

"Impedimenta!" yelled Malfoy.

"Protego!"

Malfoy's spell rebounded and hit one of the windows in the dungeon.

"Stupefy!"

Ron was left off his guard and was blasted to the other side of the classroom. Hermione screamed, Harry stood up and the Slytherins roared with laughter.

"Stop! Ron, please stop! Just leave them alone! You're going to get hurt!"

Ignoring Hermione, he fired another stunning spell at Malfoy. Fortunately, it found its target. Malfoy bounced on the table and landed headfirst in a cauldron. The Gryffindors roared with laughter and Ron smiled in triumph.

"Weasley! Detention!"

Ron gaped at him. Snape obviously was 'affected' by the fact that Ron was able to stun Malfoy.

The bell rang. They actually spent the whole period watching Ron and Malfoy duel. Everyone started to pack up.

"Weasley, I want you to stay, we will need to discuss your detention."

"You guys go ahead, I'll meet you at dinner." Ron whispered to Harry and Hermione.

Ron unwillingly went to Snape's table.

"Weasley…"

XOXOX

"So wha---" Harry started as soon as Ron sat down next to him in the Gryffindor table.

"I hate that old wart! You know what he made me do! Do you!"

"Uhh…no…"

"That old wart told me to clean the hospital wing! The bed pans, the floor, the sheets, with no magic!"

"Bad luck Ron, when are you meant to do it?"

"Friday!"

Both stood up and headed towards their common room. Ron was still in a bad mood when they got there.

"Oh hello!" It was Hermione, she was sitting on the couch near the fireplace.

"Hi."

"Hi." Ron was blushing, he still didn't forget the incident.

"Ron, I'll be seeing you upstairs, I want to get to bed."

"Okay Harry, night."

"Night."

Ron was still red in the face when Harry left, and he turned a darker shade of red when he noticed it was only him and Hermione left in the common room.

"Ron?"

"Uhh…yeah?"

"You want to sit?" Hermione said while motioning to the empty seat beside her.

"Uhh…sure…"

"Thanks for ummm…standing up for me today…"

"Ohh…yeah, sure, anytime…"

There was silence for awhile until Ron spoke up.

"Uhh…Hermione, are you still going out with Krum?"

"Oh…yeah…I still am…"

"Oh…Okay…"

Silence…

"So what's he like?"

"Huh?" Hermione looked at him, puzzled. "What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean… What's he like…in romance…"

"Oh…he's really nice and really sweet…"

"Did you guys do anything?" Ron asked, anxiously.

Hermione blushed, "Uhh…"

Ron didn't need to be told, he knew the answer, he stood up and looked at Hermione sadly.

"What…Ron?"

Ron headed for the boy's dormitory, leaving Hermione confused.

What's wrong with Ron? Why did he give me that look? He never gave me that look before… Hermione thought.

Reaching the dormitory, Ron laid down on his bed and thought sadly.

How far did they reach? Should I just leave the two alone? Should I tell her what I feel for her?

These questions roam around his head unanswered. He sadly looked up at the ceiling. He didn't know what to do or what to think. Unknowingly, he drifted off to sleep.

So… umm…yeah…that was the first chapter…I hope it's okay and it's not to boring…Please review!

I'll try to get the second chapter finished…if I have time since I am so busy with tests comin' up…

Anyways…

Thanks!