There was music playing and the room kept spinning.
The key to dancing is concentration and timing, he thought to himself.
Remembering were to step at the right place at the right time is the most important thing in dancing and if Ron Weasley couldn't master even that then he would never impress the girl he loves.
Ron had been practicing alone ever since he had heard that there was going to be an end of year ball. He didn't want to look like a fool when people saw him dancing.
He didn't have a dance partner. He knew who he wanted to ask. But he would never have the courage to ask her.
He started dreaming. Dreaming that he was dancing with her. They twirled around the ballroom like it was natural, he heard her say that she loved him and he lent in for the kiss. But then Ron heard someone laugh. He came out of his trance and saw who was laughing. It was Hermione Granger.
"Sorry, Ron but you looked so out of it? What were you thinking about?"
You, Hermione, you were the one I was thinking about. I was thinking about how we would dance together and confess our love for one another and then kiss underneath the stars. If only I could tell you my true feelings Hermione…
"Nothing worth mentioning. So Hermione… Has anyone asked you to the ball?"
"No… but I don't mind… I'll go alone if I have to…"
"Oh"
"So what are you doing in this empty classroom all alone?"
Erm… well I'm practicing… my dancing…" he said as he felt his ears turn pink.
"Really?"
"I know, I know it's silly to be practicing for that stupid ball but you don't know what it's like to feel like everyone thinks you're an idiot." he said embarrassed.
"Ron… its nothing to worry about we can't all be brilliant at everything." She smiled at him; she switched the music on and offered him her hand.
"Let me teach you how to do it properly"
Ron took her hand. They waltz together and just like Ron had dreamt everything felt like natural when he danced with her. He looked into her eyes, her eyes were so beautiful.
"The music has stopped playing Ron."
"Oh" he said quickly stopping and removing his hands from hers. He wanted to ask her to the ball, but he thought she would just turn him down. They looked at each other. Hermione smiled.
"I better go, you know got a lot of work to do."
"Yeah, I'll see ya later Hermione."
"Bye Ron."
He smiled. He was alone again.
Well I ever be brave enough to ask her to dance?