Brainless
I sat gloomily in the Burrow kitchen on Christmas Day, the hideous necklace I'd received from Lavender was lingering somberly in the back of my mind like a bad nightmare.
At this moment all I can think is "Why am I bothering with her?"
Part of me already knows the answer: I liked the attention.
And I was seeking revenge.
I thought back to that day in the greenhouses when Hermione had asked me to Slughorn's Christmas Party. That had been a joyous day.
What had happened?
Krum.
I groan to myself as I remember, realizing only now that I shouldn't have reacted so badly to what Ginny told me.
I put my head in my hands.
It's all my fault that I'm in this situation.
It's all my fault that Lavender bugs me.
It's all my fault that Hermione won't talk to me.
It's all my fault Hermione would rather date McLaggen.
Why?
"I'm a bloody brainless baboon!"
I hadn't meant to say it out loud. From across the room Harry and the others were frowning at me, except for Ginny who was forcing herself not to laugh.
Out of nowhere someone ruffles my hair.
"Admitting it is the first step, little brother."
I say nothing and only sneer up at Fred before I put my head back in my hands.
I've got no chance of getting with Hermione.
She'd probably prefer Malfoy.
Author Notes: I wrote this because I felt sorry for Ron when he received that necklace. I'm sorry if you hate it.