The train reached the station and students began to climb out of the train. Ron picked up his and like a perfect gentleman offered to carry Luna's trunk too. Luna accepted his help and picked up Harry's and Ron's Owl cages and Hermione's cat basket, for which Hermione was very grateful and said thank you in return.
"Urgh, help me a bit Ron! This stupid trunk weighs a ton," yelled Harry to Ron, who already had his own trunk and Luna's.
"Bloody hell! Can't you do it yourself Harry, it's your own stupid trunk and I've got mine and Luna's," asked Ron, trying not to get annoyed with Harry so early on in the New school Year.
"No I can't, that's why I asked you to help," some Ravenclaw girls including Cho Chang giggled as they walked past Harry; he had a small trunk but yet he made pulling it look like the hardest thing in the world. Yet Harry, being rather arrogant, thought they were flirting with him because of his extremely good looks, so let his trunk go so that he could wave and wink at them.
"AHH, MY FOOT," Yelled Harry, bouncing around on his un-flatten foot. The girls burst out laughing and walked on quickly.
"Harry, what have you done?" asked Hermione kindly, even though she had seen what had happened and had nearly burst out laughing herself.
"Dropped my bloody case on my poor foot,"
"Well, I'll take it for you then," Hermione, very easily, dragged Harry's trunk away like it was a feather. Some 6th year boys had been watching the proceedings and laughed at Harry; he had just had his trunk dragged easily away by a girl!
***
"Come on everyone, or we are going to be late for the feast," called Hermione back at Neville, Ron, Harry and Luna.
"Coming 'Mione," yelled Ron back, before rolling his eyes at his friends, "does she ever stop ordering people around?" he smiled at them, Neville just shook his head and Luna laughed.
***
"Now this year shall be a different year for you all," began Albus Dumbeldore; the opening feast had just finished, and Harry had finally stopped moaning about his 'poor foot', "as you may have heard of, in the past, three of the biggest schools in Europe have taken part in a special competition," said Dumbeldore grandly, whispers started but stopped as soon as Dumbeldore opened his mouth to speak, "these three schools are Beauxbatons Academy of Magic from France, Durmstrang Institute from Eastern Europe and Hogwarts. This year we, Hogwarts, shall be hosting this magnificent tournament here, so I expect you to be nice, polite and welcoming towards our foreign guests," Dumbeldore paused, "Now I am guessing that many of you wish to enter this tournament, win the five thousand galleon prize money and the eternal glory that comes with it," many heads nodded, including Ron's and Harry's, "But sadly not everyone is able to enter the tournament, since there is a high danger and death risks," whispers started up again, "Therefore we, the minister or magic and I, have decided to bring the goblet of fire, a magical object which will choose the worthy students who can partipate. The goblet will be brought after our foreign guest arrives and anyone who are the age of fourteen can put their names in it." yelling started up from students who were not yet fourteen, who had been hoping to enter the tournament, but the rest of the hall seemed happy with this limit, but older pupils were annoyed; this meant more competition to get in, "The other two schools are arriving here in a week, on the eighth of September, so preparations for their arrival shall begin, and as soon as they have arrived and are settled in, I shall give you more details about the Tournament," finished Dumbeldore, "So without further ado, goodnight students and staff, we shall see you in the morning," he smiled, signalling for the prefects and head boys and girls to start moving everyone out to their dormitories.
The usual clattering of pupils getting out of the hall was noisier this year; they had something to gossip about.
"Hmm, did you two notice that?" said Hermione, looking towards the teachers' table.
"'Mione, we are not mind-readers, notice what?" asked Ron, his mind seemed to be in another place...or on another person.
"Dumbeldore never introduced a new teacher, and the DADA teacher's place is empty," she said curiously.
"He or she is probably just late or feeling ill, so stop worrying," Ron wondered why she always had a question about something, "I'm gonna see you two later, I said I would meet someone."
Before Harry or Hermione could say goodbye or ask him where he was going, Ron had gone.
Ron walked calmly down the halls of Hogwarts, winking at any girl he liked the look of. He knew where he was going and liked the thought of what he would be doing when he got there.
As he got closer to his destination, the halls became emptier and colder and any male pupils who he passed would either ignore him or give him a dirty look.
"I DON'T LIKE YOU ANYMORE, JUST GET OVER IT!" Yelled a female voice,
soaked in anger and frustration.
"OF COURSE YOU STILL LIKE ME I'M THE PRINCE OF SLYTHERIN! THE RICHEST GUY IN THE WHOLE GODDAMN WIZARDING WORLD!" Yelled back a male, who Ron recognised as Draco Malfoy. Ron would be right on cue.
"I'M NOT YOUR GIRL ANYMORE AND ANYWAYS I LIKE SOMEONE ELSE!"
"OH I GET IT, YOUR DUMPING ME SO YOU CAN GET WITH THAT GRYFFINDOR WEASELBEE,"
Draco made sure that 'Gryffindor' was even louder than the rest of the sentence; he wanted the whole house to know who she wanted to be with.
"What? Ron Weasley? That handsome fourth year boy? Yeah, good on ya, I would do him," yelled a Slytherin girl, who had guessed who Draco had meant.
"Yeah, Merlin, you would, wouldn't you?" Laughed another Slytherin girl.
"HE'S A GRYFFINDOR AND A WEASLEY FOR FUCK'S SAKE" Bellowed Draco,
annoyed that the girls of Slytherin agreed with his, now, ex-girlfriend.
"YEAH, BUT HE'S SEXY," shouted back the girl, who Ron realised was
Daphne, "AND ANYWAY YOU WERE GOING WITH PANSY BEHIND MY BACK,"
"OI, don't get me dragged into this! He tried to but I was having none of it; there is only one man for me. Ron Weasley," she smiled dreamily, Slytherin girls near OOOhed in agreement. So what if he was a Weasley and in an enemy house; handsome and sexy was an understatement!
Draco realised he was losing and left the dungeons with a bang, he came so fast out of the Slytherin common room door that he didn't even realise that he had just walked past Ron.
Ron went into the dungeons before the door closed.
"Aw, Daphy, I heard it all. Are you ok, hunny?" smiled Ron, looking like he
actually cared about her.
"Oh Ron! Don't let any Slytherin boys find you here they will murder you,"
"That is a price I'm willing to pay for you sweetie," some Slytherin girls aww'd at this, "look I think, you need some fresh air and a talk, come on," Ron grabbed Daphne's hand.
"Thanks Ron, she needs a friend right now," Pansy spoke up and kissed him on the
cheek, a faint black lipstick mark was left, "you'll be the first person I go to," she winked at him, and he winked back, making sure no one else saw.
"Where are we going Ron?" asked Daphne,.
"Oh, just somewhere a little more private and a little more silent," he winked, and she giggled, knowing what he implied.
After a minute more walk, they arrived at the broomstick shed, which Ron had
been told was a good place for making out.
"Do you want to talk about what happened Daphy," Ron said in the most soothing voice he could muster. "I am a good listener."
"Oh do I look like someone who need to talk," Daphne cooed in a sexy whisper that made Ron's BIG friend wake up, "I want to know how good you are with your lips."
"With pleasure my lady," with that he kissed Daphne with everything he has got.
"Good night Daphne, until next time," winked Ron, as he left Daphne in the shed, after a good thirty minutes snog session. She murmured a reply but Ron was already half way back to the castle. 'His first prey felt really good' he smiled to himself.
"Sorry," said Ron, as he bumped into a Huffelpuff girl,
"Oh, that's ok," she smiled.
"Oh, hey, aren't you Laura, we met on the train,?" Ron smiled, realising that this could be
his second catch of the highly satisfying night.
"Oh, yeah," she giggled.
"Well, there was something I forgot to give you last time we met,"
"Really wha-," Laura was cut short as Ron put his lips on hers. He pushed
her up against the nearest wall behind a statue, she didn't give much of a resistance, and how many girls get a good night snog from the most handsome guy in school.
"Goodnight Laura, until we meet again," Ron smiled cheekily, leaving her out of breath behind a statute.
Ron whistled happily and loudly without much care in the world as he walked down the halls of Hogwarts, before he spotted something.
"Hello? Aren't you Charley Hollands?" asked Ron.
"Oh, yeah," she smiled, "I am."
"Oh good, I've been looking for you all day,"
"Wh-," once again the girl was cut short as Ron kissed her passionately.
***
"Goodbye Charley, I hope we meet again," he smirked as he left her in an
empty classroom completely shocked.
Ron was once again making his way back to the common room, when he heard a girl crying. He poked his head around an empty classroom door.
"Hey, hey, what's the matter?" he whispered gently to the sobbing girl. She looked up,
"I caught my boyfriend kissing another girl,"
"Now, that wasn't very nice of him, have you dumped him yet?" Ron sat beside her and put a long muscular arm around her, pulling her in closer, she didn't seem to mind.
"No, he doesn't know that I know,"
"Well, you have to tell him, or get revenge somehow," said Ron, knowing exactly how this girl could get her 'revenge', "What's your name? I'm Ron."
"I know who you are," she smiled, realising that her 'revenge' could be fun, "Cho Chang, Ravenclaw," Ron knew that Harry had a massive crush on her, but hey, Harry can wank himself.
"So who is your slimy boyfriend?" Ron asked trying to steer the conversation his way.
"Cedric," Cho had tears once again when she said this. "Cedric Diggory."
"Oh that Diggory boy, He was trying to hit on Hermione during the world cup" Ron said frowning a little, this Diggory is likely to be his opposition in his conquests. "You are better off without him."
"Yes, I realized that now." Cho said now smiling.
"So how are you going to get your revenge then?" Ron smiled bringing the conversation back on track.
"Well...," she stopped her crying and pressed her wet lips to his, Ron gladly welcomed them.
Ron winked at Cho, as they left the classroom 15 minutes later, telling Cho that they should do this again in front of her 'soon to be ex-boyfriend', she giggled at this and went on her way to her common room. Ron went in the opposite direction, wondering if he would ever be able to get back to his common room to get some much needed sleep.
"OH, I HATE YOU! I WISH YOU WERE NEVER BORN!" Yelled a girl.
"WELL THAT'S SOMETHING WE AGREE ON!" Blasted back another.
Ron turned the corner to see the Patil twins fighting.
"Girls, girls, calm it," said Ron, wondering if he could use this cat fight as opportunity to get another two girls out of this, they turned to him, "Pavarti, go back to Gryffindor and we can talk there, Padma we can speak now,"
"What use is talking gonna do?" shot back Padma.
"Trust me, You'll see," he smiled, Pavarti nodded, she trusted him, and walked back to Gryffindor; Ron would have her later.
"Come on Padma, let's just sit down and talk about this," he smiled, gesturing to an empty classroom.
"So what's the fight is all about?" Ron asked with a sincere advisory voice. "Is this about some boy?"
"yes" answered Padma., "And the boy in question is you"
"how did I get in to this, Padma?" Ron asked, he was now really confused. "I don't understand,"
"well.... OH hell with it," Padma said taking a deep breath before answering "I have a crush on you and Pavarti is very jealous because she likes you too"
"This is going to be a problem" Ron answered, inside he was smiling because of this small information he got.
"But I am not going to share you" Padma was saying loudly interrupting Ron's wild imagination.
"Then don't," Ron answered with his most seductive voice, "now if you are finished with talking why don't you do something about your crush on me?"
15 Minutes Later
"I don't think that that was much of a 'talk'," said Padma gasping for breath, the buttons on her shirt not done up probably. Ron said nothing but just winked and walked back to Gryffindor.
"Where have you been? I didn't think your talk with Padma would take that long," said Pavarti, annoyance creeping in.
"Oh, yeah, things between me and her just got a bit heated, that's all,"
Pavarti assumed he meant in as in anger heated not passion heated.
"So what did you two talk about" Pavarti asked curiously.
"Oh nothing, she admitted that she has a crush on me" Ron said waiting for some kind of expression on Pavarti's face.
"And what did you do about it" Pavarti asked darkly. Anger coursing through her voice.
"Oh I just said I like her sister much than her," Ron said smiling.
"Oh.... WHAT!?"
"OMG! PAVARTI," yelled a girl, Pavarti jumped, ending hers and Ron's conversation, Lavender stood there giggling.
"Oh, Merlin," Pavarti shouted and turned back to Ron, "we will have this history of magic conversation later," with that she bolted to the girls staircase happily.
"Hello, Lavender," smiled Ron suggestively, Lavender didn't even need to be asked, she leapt on Ron, like a cat onto a mouse.
"Ron! Where have you been? I haven't seen you all night, it's 9 at night, you are lucky that you got in before the curfew. -," Started a girl.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?" Shouted a frizzy haired girl, anger bubbling through her.
"Bye Ron," she giggled and walked back up to her dorm, not caring that Hermione Granger had just caught them snogging.
"We have only been separate for a few weeks, and already you're getting another girl," whispered Hermione, making sure no one heard about her and Ron's relationship, "I thought there was some hope left for an us," she dropped her voice, hoping that Ron wouldn't hear. Ron got up from the sofa and hugged her tightly, resting his chin on her head.
"She just leapt on me, just before you walked in, I was about to push her away but you came and saw," Hermione wanted to push him away and to not believe his lies, but she loved him too much, so couldn't, and her heart wanted his lies to be the truth so much, that she believed every word.
***
"Any of you guys gonna enter?" asked Neville, as him, Harry, Seamus and Dean sat in bed still wide awake.
"Yeah, might as well. Lots of other people are, but that means there is gonna be a lot of competition to get in," spoke up Dean, "how 'bout you Nev?"
"Nah, I don't really think it's my sorta thing, I don't like attention, I am a half squib remember" he smiled, Dean had been expecting that answer.
"Oh, I think I will too then, sounds good eh? I heard that one of the schools is just a load of gorgeous French girls," smirked Seamus cheekily, obviously hoping he would get one of them.
"Bet I'm gonna get one," said Harry, arrogantly, "the fittest one going," the rest of the dorm laughed.
"You couldn't get a blind girl, mate, you are so unfit that I wonder if you can even lift your other wand inside your pants" laughed Seamus. Harry threw a pillow at him, but it completely missed him, which made them laugh even harder.
"Guys, where's Ron?" asked Neville, who had suddenly realised that Ron was not with them, "I haven't seen him since the end of the feast,"
"Sameo Nev, I saw him, he just smiled and disappeared into the crowd," said Dean curiously, now wondering where Ron was, but their thoughts on Ron's wonderings was soon gone. Their continued to talk on about the Tri-Wizard Tournament.
Until they heard someone yell,
"Ron! Where have you been? I haven't seen you all night, it's 9 at night, you are lucky that you got in before the curfew. -," Hermione voice rang loudly, Ron answered back, but it was at a normal level so his dorm mates didn't hear his reply.
"Turn off the lights," said Dean, confused faces turned to him.
"What? Why?" asked Seamus, not catching on to Dean's plan.
"We're gonna find out why Ron hasn't been here," smiled Dean. Harry got out his wand and turned off the light and the boys got into position.
Ron slowly, silently, carefully opened the door,
"Merlin! They're asleep already," he whispered into the darkness and gently closed the door, being careful not to make any more noise than he had too.
The lights flicked on.
"Where have you been young man?" said Neville, in a very good mock voice of his grandmother. He stood with his hands on his hips and his face was a silly stern; he did look rather silly. But Ron just played along.
"Well...,"
"Don't you start on us Ronnie," Dean waggled his index finger and shook his head, in a motherly way.
"We have been worried sick, Ronnie, you didn't even say where you were going AND then you come home at a ridiculous hour," tutted Seamus, in a high-pitched, Irish, old woman way.
"We want an answer boy," Harry's voice was overly high and Ron couldn't help but fall over laughing. Neville, Seamus and Dean also laughed at Harry's voice.
"We want an -," Ron copied Harry in a high pitched voice, but couldn't finish his impression as he was crying with laughter.
"Aw, just shut it guys," said Harry annoyed; they had been laughing at him for over 5 minutes and it was getting rather annoying.
"OK, Harry, good one Ron," Seamus hit Ron on the back.
"You guys don't mind if I go for a shower do you?"
"Nah, I don't think I'm gonna be able to get to sleep, I can't get Harry's voice outta my head," smirked Dean, Harry tried to throw a pillow at him, but missed by miles.
"Keep practising Harry and maybe one day you will be able to throw," grinned Ron, before pulling his shirt over his head and throwing it right onto Harry's head.
Neville, Dean and Seamus laughed again,
"Well done Ron," Seamus whistled and Ron bowed mockingly.
"Is that a kiss mark?" Dean pointed at Ron's torso, Seamus counted the kiss marks,
"Three different kiss marks! I think we can guess what you were doing,"
"Now it is not what it looks like," said Ron, trying to get the boys away from the truth.
"I think it does, three girls in 3 hours! Ron, you are a womanizer," said Dean.
"A what?" asked Neville, confused at the muggle term.
"A womanizer, someone who gets loads of girls and dates them just for sex, kisses and stuff like that," answered Harry, understanding that Neville wouldn't have heard of the muggle term before. Neville nodded his thanks.
"Ha, five in three hours is nothing. I think once I managed four in an hour and a half," grinned Ron, remembering his holidays, "Just three, nah, it was -," Ron stopped as he realised what he had just said.
"Wha? Ron!" Dean got up and pointed his wand at Ron, "Tell us everything!"
"Yeah, like how many girls you have just gotten off with!" said Harry, coping Dean's movements, Seamus did the same. But Neville couldn't be bothered, so just sat down and watched.
"Now, let's just calm down and you let me have a shower," smiled Ron, hoping that his smiled would work on males as well as it did on females. Ron thought he saw Harry smile back, just like the girls did, but it was gone in a flash. Ron just assumed his eyes were playing tricks on him.
"Nope you are going to tell us everything," Seamus looked so determined that Ron knew he was going to have to tell them or his downstairs would never be the same again.
Ron told them everything from his holidays to today's nightly events, only skipping his and Hermione's little fling. All of them had shocked faces when he finished his story.
"Ronald Weasley! Cho Chang," Harry glared at him, "Lavender Brown," Seamus growled, "Pavarti Patil," Dean sent daggers at him and when to start yelling, "sh, Dean I'm being amazed," said Neville, the only one who didn't mind Ron getting off with those girls; none of those girls were the one he liked, "Laura...something, Charley Hollands, Daphne Greengrass and Pansy Parkinson. I can't wait to see Malfoy's face when he finds out you had two of 'his girls'," smirked Neville.
Neville was fine with Ron the next morning, but it seemed that the rest of his dorm mates had started to blank him, unfortunately Hermione noticed this and picked up on it at breakfast.
"Hm, so what happened last night then?" asked Hermione as she poured her coffee.
"Nothing much 'Mione, I spoke to you, had a shower, went to bed, why do ya ask?" answered back Ron, his voice was sure and sounded like he was telling the truth.
"Are you sure?"
"Yep, unless I was drugged and something happen," Ron made sure he looked unsure, as if he thought he could have been drugged.
"No, no, it is just, well...,"
"What 'Mione, you know you can tell me," smiled Ron, his smile was trusting and he knew she couldn't resist. She smiled back.
"It is just that you and the rest of your dorm mates, except Neville, do not seem to be speaking and Harry didn't sit with us this morning; he chose to sit with Dean and Seamus, up the other end of the table," She looked up the table and smiled at Harry, he gave a little smile back.
"Oh," Ron dropped his voice to a quieter level, "you like Harry," he whispered, knowing it wasn't true; she liked him.
"No!" Hermione yelled, causing quite a few people to turn around and look at them.
"Oh, oh, I was just checking, that's all," Ron made his ears go red and smiled happily, like he was happy that Hermione didn't like him. And without much thought Hermione believed him again.
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