This is the first of a series of about 200 word drabbles. Please review, it helps me improve (I hope).
And there she was, standing in the centre of the room, a mesmerizing smile on her face. Ron was in awe of this beautiful witch; her robes swirling gracefully around her ankles. For the first time in his life, Ron understood the true meaning of beauty.
"Ron?" The red-head woke from his daze. Padma Patil stood, hands on hips, glaring at him with her amber eyes. "Do you mind? You asked me to go to this ball with you yet all you've done for the whole evening is stare at the Granger girl!" Padma looked rather close to tears and Ron wasn't quite sure what to do. He had never been excellent with emotional women.
"Look, Padma..." Ron attempted to comfort the girl. "I'm really sorry... but..." At this point Padma lost her temper.
"FOR MERLIN'S SAKE! If you didn't want to come with me, why did you ask me?" Padma cried and with that, she stormed off through the crowd. So Ron took this as his chance to ask Hermione to dance. Ron began to walk towards her and then Krum appeared. Turning around, Ron sighed deeply. Better luck next time, Ron, he told himself. Better luck next time.
Thank you for reading. Sorry if it's incredibly short. Please review and let me know if you think I need to make it longer or if you think it's worth me making this into a series.