A/N: These stories are inspired by images I found on the internet. Here's a link to the page I found them on. Also you will notice some quotes from J.K. Rowling's books, so that all goes to her! Read and Review! Enjoy:) /biancaathena/harry-potter/?page=11 (*Just add pinterest . com to the beginning :) )
Ron Weasley and the Time I Wanted to Hit a Bulgarian Bon-Bon
Hello. My name is Ron Weasley. There are a few things you should know about me before I tell you the real story. This year is the Triwizard Tournament, Harry is in trouble, Hermione has suddenly got even more amazingly beautiful of the summer, and Victor Krum is at our school! Ya the famous, youngest, seeker player ever!
Yep. That's what's happening at Hogwarts. Anyway, I'll start the real story now.
I'm in 4th year now at Hogwarts and things were pretty good. Pretty might have been an understatement. So as I said before the Triwizard Tournament is this year. Harry has somehow been picked as the fourth competitor. Not good. I'm still totally in love with Hermione. The problem is, Victor Krum. Ya, ya, ya, I know I said he was amazing and awesome and stuff but seriously. When he tries to steal my girl...ahem… I mean Hermione…he has to deal with me!
You must be confused. I'll explain. So you know about the Triwizard Tournament, right? Well, there is a Yule Ball that you have to go to. And well, let's just say I took too long to ask Hermione. Krum beat me to it. I know it was last minute when I asked…..and not that nice…..or, well, never mind. Anyway Krum asked her and she said yes! Can you believe it? Why would she say yes to that stupid Bulgarian Bon-Bon? Ugh!
So instead I had to go with Padma Patil. And that was only because Harry practically made her. Not to mention I was wearing ancient women dress robes. Yet again my mother embarrasses me. Thanks again.
Anyway, at the ball Hermione was…well…..she was….there are no words to describe how beautiful and incredible she looked.
When she came over to Harry and me, she told us how amazing 'Vicky' was. Seriously, that guy is a total player! Plus he's way too old for her and the enemy! And I told her this. Let's just say she wasn't too happy about that.
We went to the common room and started to fight by yelling at each other. Then Harry walked in right when Hermione yelled, "Well, if you don't like it, you know what the solution is, don't you?"
"Oh yeah?" I yelled back. "What's that?"
"Next time there's a ball, pluck up the courage to ask me before somebody else does, and not as a last resort!"
At that I started uselessly mouthing soundlessly like a fish out of water. Then Hermione stormed up to the girl's dormitory to bed. I turned around to look at Harry.
"Well," I sputtered, looking thunderstruck, "well – that just proves – completely missed the point –"
Harry didn't say anything so I gladly went off to bed, confused. The next day things actually went pretty well. Hermione and I were…pleasant….to each other, not talking about our…ah…discussion. Although it was a bit uptight and formal when we spoke to each other, things went back to normal. I have to say this er…relationship is coming along grand…..
Oh well. So that was time I seriously was about ready to kill a Bulgarian Bon-Bon.
