The sky was a melded grey perfectly matching my mood. Ron was gone again - and had forgotten it was our seven month anniversary. Ungreatful bint! I stormed angrily in my mind as I watched the graceful clouds pile up like blobs.
He didn't appreciate anything. I taught him not to be a slob, bought him clothes so he looked like a J. Crew model and got ride of his loser friends Shaymus and Dan. All he did was whine about how he wasn't comfortable looking like that. Well I'm unconformable looking at you like that I roared angrily!
This was true love and if he wasn't willing to be the kind of man I needed then I was going to have to threaten to call him Won-won in front of Ginevera again.
I looked over at the fancy dinner I'd arranged. It was cold and ruined like the romance that night. It was too late. I wrote looser with the chocolate sauce - and left it for him to find. I needed to patrol the halls as head girl I had a lot of responsibility.
I quickly hid my strapless pink dress under my robes and put on my Griffindor tie. I fixed my lip gloss and touched up my mascara before stepping out. I was totally 100 percent absolutely committed to Ron, but I didn't hurt to let the other boys know what they were missing. I was hawt and I wanted to flaunt it.
Maybe I'd flirt a bit with Draco when I meet him. He was really ridiculously pretty for a boy and made me feel a little bit like a lesbian when I looked at him. He was so adorable when he'd sneer nastily at me. He thought he was too good for anyone still at school, but I knew better.
I waited for almost 20 minutes when Draco showed up. He looked adorably dishelved like one of those t-shirt models. Don't you tap your last season Prada shoes at me he said in a bitchy tone. Whatever I said - you kept me waiting. We patrolled the hall the minimum time before he rushed off saying he needed to study some more. I understood that and I watched him swagger off before going to look for my Ronnikins. He wasn't there so maybe he was made about his loser thing. Whatever. I was still feeling as stormy as the whether outside. Ron could apologize in the morning - with two dozen hot pink roses if he was smart.