Dancing With The Enemy
Written by Wu Fei-Babe
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How could you Hermione? I thought. As she twirled aross the floor with that big , fat walrus of a man-child. Oh, you make me so mad sometimes, and I don't know why I bother.
I admired Krum and wanted to be just like him, when it can to Quidditch of course. But now, I'd like to kill him. I'd like to encircle my fingers around his dictonary sized neck and strangle him. Physically speaking that would be impossible but I can dream can't I ?
"Ron?" a distant voice questioned. My attention was focussed on Hermione, and right now, nothing else mattered. The only thing that matter was the fact that Hermione was off dancing with him.
"How could she?" I questioned quietly to myself. Before realising my so- called date had left. What is it with these girls?
Hermione, criticised Krum and everything about him. Now look at her, whisked away in his arms as though she were in a fairytale. She should be in a fairytale, but not with him ....
Pull yourself together Ron, I silently chanted to myself. This is a party , you're supposed to have fun. Fun, lots of fun for everyone. How can I have fun when I'm confused. There is a thin line between love and hate but is there a thin line between friendship and love too? So confused, why do I feel like this , like my heart has just been harnessed from my chest . Why does she make me feel this way? Does she even know how she makes me feel?
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Disclaimer: Okay I don't own the characters or storyline ... I just wanted to twist it around a little. Okay you can have 'yaoi' here so sorry to um... you know who you are. Anyway I'm not making profit on my horrible fic.