Results and First Dates
Hermione P.O.V
3 days ago I completed a test for the Ministry of Magic. I hope I get Ron as my result. Ron is my crush. The results have arrived and all my friends are here. Ginny, Luna, Harry, Ron, Katie Bell, Neville, George, Lavender, and the Patil twins. We decided we would draw names out of a hat and I am the drawer. "Padma you go." "Okay… From you test we have matched you with Ron Weasley." It falls so silent you can hear a pin drop. I speak up trying to hide how disappointed I am. "Good for you Padma! You've got matched with great man. He's obviously perfect for you." I know I'm overdoing it. Ginny knows this because she says: "Who's next Mione?" I draw out Ron then, "George, your turn." "Okay. Yada, yada yada, Angelina Johnson. Excellent." Neville got Hannah Abbot, Harry got Parkinson, Katie got Dean, Luna got Blaise Zabini, Lavender got Seamus (her crush), Parvarti got Michael Corner, and Ginny got Malfoy. Charlie walks in at the same moment as I am to read my results. For some very odd reason we read our results at the same time. His voice blocks mine, then mine his. It sounded like this.
"Hermione…" "Weasley…"
I look down at the floor as the realization hits me. I am going to have to marry Charlie Weasley.
Two days ago Charlie called me and asked me to go to dinner with him. I said yes and he mentioned to wear hiking clothes. When does dinner involve hiking? At this current moment I am sitting on my front porch swing. Wearing skinny jeans which hug my body, sneakers, and an old t-shirt. I swing, back and forth, back and forth, in a daze. Then I pull out of my daze when I see Charlie walk up my front steps. I study him quickly, so quickly he doesn't even notice. His arms are muscled from his work, burn marks on his body, callused hands. He looks good in his jeans and old Quidditch shirt. "Ready to go?" "Yep. But when does dinner involve hiking?" "You'll see." We walk through the woods all the way to a meadow. I see a simple picnic set up. Nothing special. Paper plates, plastic cups and silverware, food in storage containers, a blanket, and a couple of pillows. It is simple… simple yet perfect.
The next thing I notice is Charlie putting a blind fold over my eyes. I grab his wrists. "What are you doing?" "Do you trust me?" I nod. "Okay now follow my voice." And that is what I do. I follow his voice. Then I bump into something and land on my back. "Oof. What did I just bump into?" I say. "Me. Let me help you up." He helps me up and I remove the blindfold. "What do we do now?" "Depends. What do you want to do?" I eye a tub of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans. I bend down and open the container, and then I pick one out. "Eat this." I say with a smirk worthy of a Slytherin. "Should I be warned?" "Maybe. Or maybe not." He puts it in his mouth and chews. His face twists in revulsion. "Gross. That was earwax." I laugh as hard as I can. This continues like this until… "Bogies! That was absolutely ungodly!" I toss a bean at him and he tosses on back. A food fight commences. Then a game of tag followed by hide and seek. "You can't hide from me Charlie. I will find you." But someone pulls me behind a tree and I scream. "Shhh. Shhh. It's me. Shhh." "Don't you ever scare me like that again." The memory of the man in the mask is horrifying. I begin to hyperventilate and then I am gasping for air. "Hermione are you okay?" "Y-y-yes. I 'm sorry." I sink down to the ground wishing to go home. And that is what I do. I pack up the picnic with Charlie and he takes me home. Then I find a note on the table.