Chances
Chapter 1-No the only one
"Come on", a boy with red hair and freckles began."Just go ask her out."
"But what if she hasn't got feelings for me?", his twin asked unsure.
"You will find out when you tell her what you feel", George tried to convince his brother."I'm sure she likes you."
"But what if there is another boy...", Fred started again.
"Ask her and you will know!"
"What about I ask her to go to the Yule Ball with me?"
"Do that, Gred."
"I am on my way, Feorge!"
The Gryffindor common room made you feel that you aren't in a boarding school but at home, especially in winter when the fireplace is used the whole day. Most of the students of Gryffindor sat somewhere near the fire, often doing homework. Fred Weasley made his way to three seats occupied by two boys and a girl.
"Hermione, could I speak with you...alone?", he asked.
"Of course, Fred", she answered and followed Ron's big brother out of the common room.
"Would you like to come to the Yule Ball with me?", the boy asked, crossing his fingers.
Hermione was silent. That was not what she had thought. But then, what had she thought he would ask her?
"Sure", she said after she recovered from the shock.
"At half past seven in front of the Great Hall?"
"Yes", Hermione Granger agreed.
"Mione, I-I would like t-to ask you if you w-would come t-to the Y-Yule Ball with m-me", Ron stuttered as his friend sat with him again.
"Sorry, but someone already asked me", she answered, which made many boys sighed in anger.
"'Ermione, I wuld like to asc yu iff yu wuld like to come to the Yule Ball with me", Victor Krum asked on the way to dinner.
"I am sorry, Victor, but someone already asked me", Granger said, entering the Great Hall.
"Why won't you tell me with who you go?", Ron pouted at the Gryffindor table.
"Because it is none of your business!", Hermione yelled annoyed back.
"It is! You are my best friend!"
"And? I do not tell you because you wouldn't like it!"
"Then just say who it is!", Weasley began again.
"NO!", was everything what he got.
"Ron, if Hermione doesn't want to tell you, then you should respect her answer", Fred interrupted.
"Don't say you asked her?"
"Of course not!", Fred lied.
"Then why do you help her?", Ron asked his brother.
"Why shouldn't he?", George stepped in.
"Just piss of, all of you!", the youngest Weasley boy yelled."First Harry, then Hermione and now even my own brothers!"With that he ran to the common room and up to his dorm.
