PART ONE – Ron
"what does Hermione see in Krum?" Ron asked himself as he looked at the one- legged figurine of Krum the seeker on his desk from his bed.
It was midnight, on the 31st of August.He would be strating school tomorrow along with his two twin brothers, Fred and George, who will be in their seventh year and his little sister Ginny, who would be starting her fourth (Ron will be in his fifth)
At the foot of his bed was his trunk, all pasked and ready for tomorrow along with a cage where Pigwideon was snoozing with his head under his right wing.
Ron yawned.
Well what did Hermione see in Krum?? Ron thought again. He sposed Krum was good at Quidditch and al, but he wasn't very good looking.With his big, dark eyebrows and duck feet, he wasn't the most hansom bloke you have ever seen. But Hermione like him all the same.
Ron sighed. Krum was an okay person but why did he have to choose Hermione? Out of all the fish in the sea…
Ron liked Hermione. A lot to be quite frank. Ever since before the Yule ball. It had just clicked to him. as if he was seeing her in a whole new light.
But Hermione didn't like Ron. Well, she liked him but not like like him. Ron could tell. The way he looked at Krum. It wasn't anything like the way she looked at Ron. Sort of like a "Ron, what are you talking about?," kind of look.
Pigwideon started hooting softly in his sleep.
krum maybe not that good looking, Ron thought unhappily, but he wasn't that much better. big feet, big nose – he tried to shrink his nose once but it didn't really work. Instead of shrinking his nose a little bit, he cursed off his whole nose! He spend the night in the library, trying to find a way to curse it back on and he eventually did. He hadn't told anyone this of course. The thought of that was just embarrassing!
He looked at his clock. Half Past Twelve. In less than twelve hours he would be on the train talking to harry and Hermione. He wondered if Hermione had changed at all. Like if she had dies her hair red or something? Or she had decided wear a push-up bra or something. Ron slimed sheepishly into his pillow. Then he yawned again.
Ron had had a dream last night about Hermione and himself. They were back at Hogwarts and they were alone in the Trophy Room. She had kissed him and told him that she loved him. Or was it a dream?
It could have been some sort of premonition, Ron thought wildly. A premonition of the future…
Ron suddenly had and idea. Tomorrow, he would somehow slip and small note to Hermione, with out her knowing it is him and tell her to meet him in the Trophy room at midnight. Then, (if he could pluck up the courage), he would tell her how he felt about her.
Yes that will do, I'll do that!
Pigwideon suddenly woke up and started hooting madly. Ron went over to his cage and let him out of the window.
" I could send Hermione a letter with a school barn owl," Ron said to himself as he watched Pig fly of into the night.
"Tell Hermione that I love her!" he shouted out into the darkness to Pig, but he was gone.
Slowly, sleep over-powered Ron and so he crawled back in to bed and slept like a rock.
~~~ Coming up: part two- Hermione ~~~
"what does Hermione see in Krum?" Ron asked himself as he looked at the one- legged figurine of Krum the seeker on his desk from his bed.
It was midnight, on the 31st of August.He would be strating school tomorrow along with his two twin brothers, Fred and George, who will be in their seventh year and his little sister Ginny, who would be starting her fourth (Ron will be in his fifth)
At the foot of his bed was his trunk, all pasked and ready for tomorrow along with a cage where Pigwideon was snoozing with his head under his right wing.
Ron yawned.
Well what did Hermione see in Krum?? Ron thought again. He sposed Krum was good at Quidditch and al, but he wasn't very good looking.With his big, dark eyebrows and duck feet, he wasn't the most hansom bloke you have ever seen. But Hermione like him all the same.
Ron sighed. Krum was an okay person but why did he have to choose Hermione? Out of all the fish in the sea…
Ron liked Hermione. A lot to be quite frank. Ever since before the Yule ball. It had just clicked to him. as if he was seeing her in a whole new light.
But Hermione didn't like Ron. Well, she liked him but not like like him. Ron could tell. The way he looked at Krum. It wasn't anything like the way she looked at Ron. Sort of like a "Ron, what are you talking about?," kind of look.
Pigwideon started hooting softly in his sleep.
krum maybe not that good looking, Ron thought unhappily, but he wasn't that much better. big feet, big nose – he tried to shrink his nose once but it didn't really work. Instead of shrinking his nose a little bit, he cursed off his whole nose! He spend the night in the library, trying to find a way to curse it back on and he eventually did. He hadn't told anyone this of course. The thought of that was just embarrassing!
He looked at his clock. Half Past Twelve. In less than twelve hours he would be on the train talking to harry and Hermione. He wondered if Hermione had changed at all. Like if she had dies her hair red or something? Or she had decided wear a push-up bra or something. Ron slimed sheepishly into his pillow. Then he yawned again.
Ron had had a dream last night about Hermione and himself. They were back at Hogwarts and they were alone in the Trophy Room. She had kissed him and told him that she loved him. Or was it a dream?
It could have been some sort of premonition, Ron thought wildly. A premonition of the future…
Ron suddenly had and idea. Tomorrow, he would somehow slip and small note to Hermione, with out her knowing it is him and tell her to meet him in the Trophy room at midnight. Then, (if he could pluck up the courage), he would tell her how he felt about her.
Yes that will do, I'll do that!
Pigwideon suddenly woke up and started hooting madly. Ron went over to his cage and let him out of the window.
" I could send Hermione a letter with a school barn owl," Ron said to himself as he watched Pig fly of into the night.
"Tell Hermione that I love her!" he shouted out into the darkness to Pig, but he was gone.
Slowly, sleep over-powered Ron and so he crawled back in to bed and slept like a rock.
~~~ Coming up: part two- Hermione ~~~