Ginny Weasley was unhappy, to say the least. To say the most, she was angry, jealous, heartbroken and guilty. All at the same time.
"It's too much." she whispered to herself. "I'm not supposed to be feeling all this."
To specify, Ginny felt angry because the Yule Ball was coming up and she had to go with Neville, jealous of that annoying Patel Girl because she got to go to the Yule Ball with Harry, heartbroken because Harry probably never even thought of her for a moment when deciding who to ask, and guilty because she did not like Neville Longbottom at all.
"He'd probably ask Malfoy before he even thought of me." Ginny sighed, sitting on a bench by the very tree Draco Malfoy was turned into a weasel under.
"What about me, Weaselby?" Draco spat, kicking the bench she sat on.
"Nothing." she said, standing up. "Malfoy, I think it would be in your best interest to get your hearing checked, as I didn't even mention you—nor did I say anything at all, to be truthful. Perhaps a visit to Mungo's would serve you well."
Truthfully, Ginny though to her self, I'd much rather go with Malfoy than Neville. Oh well. I can't back out now, can I?
"Malfoy," she began, feeling mischevious, "I was wondering, who are you going to the ball with?"
"Looking to go with me I suppose, you filthy blood traitor. Am I right?"
"No, actually. I've already got a date. It just occurred to me, who would bother with the likes of you?"
"Many girls, actually. I was turning them down by the dozens. Pansy Parkinson asked me first, so she will have the pleasure of being my date to the dance. And who, might I ask, would bother with the likes of you?"
"That's for me to know and you to find out."
"Is it now?"
Yes, it is. Ginevra Weasley added in her head. I'd like to say it's Harry Potter, but it's Neville. Isn't that sad?
This effectively sent Ginny back into her vicious little cycle of self-pity. She would be sad harry didn't ask her, so she would mope. She would tell herself that her moping would make her an even less attractive choice, if Harry were to reconsider who he was taking. And, feeling much worse, she would continue to mope, telling herself that she wouldn't even make the top twenty thousand list if harry decided not to take Patel.
If only he knew! I would drop Neville in a second if Harry just asked me already! Ginny shouted internally—yet again.
Author's Note
So!!! What do you think? At the moment, the plot is flexible so I'm open to your comments and suggestions. I haven't exactly decided if this should stay a one-shot, or if I will add to it. Let me know what you think. I listen, well, I read, but really, in this case, same difference. Also, if you want longer or shorter chapters...LET ME KNOW!!! :)