Hermione's POV:
He was planning on asking someone from Beauxbatons! What was he thinking?! None of them would say yes! He's Ronald Weasley!
He's tall, slim, athletic, caring, sweet, attractive- Hermione, stop! You are doing it again!
I was thinking about him again. On second thoughts, someone from Beauxbatons would be lucky to go with Ron. After all, he was actually a pretty nice guy when you consider all he has to offer. It's weird because I'm starting to think that maybe I fancy him. I know that's strange and I shouldn't be thinking like that because after all, he is my best friend.
I have been going to the library a lot more lately to just think but it's not very peaceful in there anymore, because every day it seems Viktor Krum has to come in, closely followed by his fangirls. I sit at my usual spot in the library every day and it seems that Viktor keeps coming one table closer each day, until he is sitting on the chair opposite me.
I was trying to finish off my Defense Against the Dark Arts homework in which we had to write an essay about the 3 Unforgivable curses. I was struggling a bit and frowning at my paper, unhappy that I was having trouble.
Krum cleared his throat quietly and I looked up from my essay at him. "Hello," he said.
"Hi, did you need something?" I said unsurely. Why on earth was Viktor Krum talking to me?!
I mean, I'm not anything special. After I got my teeth shrunk though, my appearance changed quite a bit and Ron seemed to notice. He was always asking why I shrunk my teeth and I didn't want to tell him that I was because I felt like I needed to look better. My hair is as bushy as ever and I am not as attractive as Lavender or Parvati, but I just hope that one day, someone will see past my appearances and just like me for me.
"I notice you are having some trouble vith your essay. Can I help in any vay?" he said in a gentlemanly manner.
"Oh." I blushed. "Yes, we have to write an essay on the unforgiveable curses".
"Ve did that last year at Durmstrang." He said moving around the table and coming to sit next to me. "Vat did you need help vith?".
After that, Viktor and I talked happily about our families and about school. We got the essay done in no time and I was really grateful.
"Thank you for helping me with the Viktor." I said, blushing slightly at his intense gaze.
"That is no problem Her-my-oh-ninny." He replied, trying to pronounce my name correctly. I smile. "I vas just vondering, if you vould care to come vith me to ze Yule Ball?"
Pardon? Repeat? Come again? Did Viktor Krum just ask me, Hermione Granger, to the Yule Ball?! I couldn't believe it! I was so happy and yet there was one little part of me that wasn't, hoping that a certain ginger boy would ask.
I stuttered looking for the words to say. "Oh Viktor, that's very kind of you. Do you mind if I just think about it? I'll get back to you in a day or so. I just have a bit to think about…" I said, trying to let him down easy. We were now back at the portrait hole.
"No vorries Her-my-oh-ninny. I vill hear from you soon?" He gently picked up my hand and kissed the back of it before striding off.
I could hear footsteps coming around the corner and two people talking. I instantly recognised them as my boys. Harry and Ron.
I listened to their conversation for a bit, thinking that we would be able to enter the portrait hole together.
"Do you think she's been asked yet? I don't think she has, I don't mean to be mean, but who would?" I could hear Ron's voice saying.
"Well, she might have been. She's smart, funny and you have to admit, she is fairly pretty." Replied Harry in a peacekeeper kind of voice and added suspiciously. "Why are you so worried about who she is going with anyway?"
"What? I can't worry about who my best friend is going with to the ball? I just don't want her to end up with some tosser" huffed Ron. I realised that they were talking about me. Ron was asking Harry if he thought that I had been asked to the ball. He was worried that I would go with someone he didn't approve of. It made me angry that Ron thought he could control who I went with, and he didn't think I would get a date at all! I'll have to inform Viktor tomorrow morning that I would be glad to accompany him to the ball.
"Well if you're so worried then why don't you ask her yourself?" Harry said conversationally. But Ron didn't have time to answer as they turned the corner and saw me standing at the portrait hole.
"Oh, hey Hermione!" called Harry.
"Hey Harry. Ron." I said back. "Asked anyone to the ball yet?"
We stepped through the portrait hole and made our way over to the seats nearest the fire that we occupied nearly every night.
"I tried asking Cho today, but she already has a date" said Harry sadly.
"I haven't asked anyone yet. It's been hard trying to figure out who has the best face AND body. There aren't many girls but I'll try and ask one of them tomorrow" said Ron, looking at Hermione's face of pure anger.
"THAT'S WHAT YOU BASE IT ON? WHO HAS THE BEST FACE AND BODY? RONALD, THAT IS THE MOST DISGUSTING THING I HAVE EVER HEARD." I shouted.
"No, it's not! I don't want to go with just anyone!" Ron retorted.
"Some of the nicest girls in the school aren't pretty!"
"Well I obviously won't be going with someone nice to the ball then, will I?"
Harry was eager to calm this down before it turned into a full on fight. "Guys, please calm down. Hermione, I agree with you. Ron, that probably isn't the best way to get girls but it's your date so you can do what you want. Now Hermione, we didn't ask you. Have you been asked to the ball by anyone?"
Ron snorted. He obviously thought I didn't have a chance at going to the ball with someone.
"What was that for?" I said coldly, glaring at him.
"Well, Hermione, let's be honest, if anyone out of the three of us is going to get a date, it's going to be me and Harry…"
I could feel tears start to prick my eyes but I was determined not to let them fall. I couldn't be bothered talking to them anymore and suddenly I felt really tired even though it was only 9 o'clock.
"Thanks, Ron. That really means a lot to me." I said sadly, my voice dripping with sarcasm. I tried to keep my tears in, but one sole tear ran down my cheek. With that, I quickly got up and ran up the stairs to my dormitory.
I placed a silencing charm that I had found early that even around my bed and drew my curtains. I cried for a while until I felt sleep consume me.
Authors note: Aww poor Hermione! Silly Ron! I am updating probably once every two days! Which I would say is pretty good! Reviews are most welcome and I love love love them! Please give me some advice for new chapters!
hprbdfan thankyou so much! Yes, I know! That's why I wanted to start a Yule Ball Fic because it is generally forgotten about because of Half Blood Prince and it is a nice start to their relationship :').
Thankyou and read on! :)