Alright I'm editing and revising, but there'll probably still be problems. I'm still in middle school so…

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of its characters

I sat on my throne, in a tight, uncomfortable dress, awaiting the prince's arrival. Just yesterday I found out that my parents had betrothed me to this prince. I had ran up to my room and sobbed for hours. How do they expect me to marry someone I do not know?

He is late. He was suppose to be here almost an hour ago.

I walked up to my bedroom and onto the balcony. While I looked around, I spotted one of my best mates. Ron Weasley.

Ron and I have been friends for a long time. I remember when we first met.

Flashback

I walked through town with my mum and dad. They had just bought me a little orange kitten named Crookshanks. While I stroked him in my arms, he jumped onto the ground and began to chase a rat.

"Crookshanks!" I called, then ran after him.

It was hard, since I wore little heels, a dress, and my tiara that day.

The rat ran up to a red headed boy. He picked up the rat, petted it and held it away from where Crookshanks was. I slowed down, picked up Crookshanks, then stopped in front of the boy.

"Keep your bloody cat away from Scabbers!" he yelled indignantly as he petted and stared at his rat.

"I am terribly sorry. He jumped out of my arms." I said.

I had been taught to be kind to everyone, no matter what.

A red headed woman ran up next to him and smiled at me.

"Your highness." she said, then curtsied.

"Kind lady." I said, then did a slight curtsy, but it was difficult with Crookshanks in my arms.

The boy dropped his rat at his mother's voice, and finally looked at me. He had beautiful blue eyes, which looked a bit scared when he looked at me.

"Oh your highness. I'm sorry." he said, then bowed.

"It is fine." I responded, then curtsied.

I heard hurried footsteps behind me and turned to see my parents, in full palace attire, as they ran towards me.

"Hello mummy and daddy." I said. I looked up at them as they reached me.

My father quickly put me over his shoulder. I couldn't see what happened then.

"Come on Hermione. Let's get you away from these filthy, poor peasants." my mum said, her voice sounded disgusted.

"But-" I tried, but she cut me off.

"No buts. We are leaving."

When my dad turned, I could see them. They both looked sad, and the boy picked up his rat off the ground. He looked at me, his blue eyes full of… well, it was hard to explain really. Some depression and sadness, longing maybe? I waved sadly at him with one hand, Crookshanks held firmly in the other. He waved back and gave me a small smile.

My father took me off his shoulder and cradled me in his arms. I held Crookshanks tightly to my chest, as if it was a hug.

'What just happened?' I thought to myself.

Flashback end

Ron saw me, smiled, and waved. His smile. It always looked a bit stupid and lopsided, but I always melt. I smiled and waved back.

He made a motion with his hand, which meant he wanted me to come down. I shook my head sadly. His face fell as he looked at my gown. Tight, uncomfortable dresses are not my everyday attire.

He turned his head away from me for a moment, then turned back, with Pig perched on his arm. Pig is Ron's owl. Ron let go of him and he came towards the castle. He landed right next to my arm and stuck out his leg to me, on which was a note. I took it and read Ron's handwriting that read-

What's going on? You're more dressed up than usual. -Ron

I went into my room and grabbed a quill off of my nightstand. I walked back on the balcony, grabbed the paper and wrote-

No idea. You know how unpredictable my mum and dad can be. I'll meet you in town later, okay? -Hermione

I tied the note back on Pig's leg and watched him fly back down to Ron. He took the letter, read it, then looked back up at me. He nodded and smiled. I smiled back and blew him a kiss, which I did to all my good friends. He smiled wider and pretended to catch it in his hand, then held the hand to his heart. We both laughed and waved goodbye. He turned, walked to the main road, and was gone.

How am I suppose to tell him about this? More importantly, how can I marry this prince if I'm already in love?