Hermione was waiting at the middle of the dance floor at twelve o'clock sharp.
"Where is Ron?" Hermione whispered, after fifteen minute had passed by, to Ginny who was standing next to her.
"He's just late," Said Ginny.
After she said that Ron ran up to Hermione wearing his silver robes and silver mask.
"Ron," Hermione looked at him weirdly, "Where's your mask made of blue?"
"My what?" He asked weirdly.
"You know, in the letter it said you'd be wearing a mask made of blue."
"Never mind that." Said Ron pulling Hermione into his arms and trying to cup her chin in his hand, glad finally had Hermione, "lets make out."
"Whoa-What?" Said Hermione pushing Ron away from her, "How about lets not."
"Come on." Said Ron trying to pull her into him again, "At least dance with me."
"No Ron," Said Hermione breathing hard, "tell me why I was waiting in the middle of the dance floor."
"I dunno… You want us to be the center of attention?"
"No," Said Hermione tears in her eyes, "Because in the letter it said to met here, in the letter it said you'd be wearing a blue mask."
"Who cares about the letter? I brought you here didn't I? Now lets dance."
"I do, I care about the letter, which I can see you didn't write after all." The tears were now falling from Hermione's eyes.
"You know why I said that? Because I was losing my date to a guy she doesn't even know! How sad is that? Really!" Ron yelled at her, in which point a lot of people had turned to see what was going on, "Your such a slut!"
The tears were streaming now, like a river.
"Hey," Said a voice behind Ron, "Is there a problem here?"

A hand spun Ron around; Hermione wiped her eyes to see a tall, blond haired boy looking at Ron with anger.

"That's not," Said the mystery guy, "a good way to speak to a lady."
"I'll be the boss of how I talk to my girlfriend." Snapped Ron grabbing the hand on the shoulder and throwing it away from him.
"If you talk to her that way she's not going to be your girlfriend soon." The stranger snapped back.
"Back off." Ron spat.
"Who even said I was your girlfriend?" Cried Hermione as Ginny hugged her trying to calm her.
"See? Even she agrees." The stranger was right up in Ron's face now.
Which it seemed, Ron didn't like because the next thing Hermione remember was Ron's fist meeting the stranger's stomach.
The stranger groaned with pain as he swung his fist at Ron's face with hit, making Ron's nose bleed. Then he kicked Ron in the chest, causing him to have a coughing attack.
Ron pushed the stranger to the ground and hit him in the face three times, hitting near his eye, with in this point his mask fell off.
That's when Hermione noticed the mask was blue. And that the stranger was standing in the middle of the dance floor, which meant…
"Stop!" Hermione pushed back from Ginny to grab the two boys and try to pull them away from each other, the stranger stopped when Hermione asked, but Ron continued to hit him.
"She said," Said a voice pulling Ron back, "Stop!"
"Harry!" Hermione cried running up to him, after he had placed Ron on the floor away from the stranger.
"I missed you!" She cried as she flung her arms around him but not for long because Ginny came up and started hugging him too.
"Now what," Said Harry after the girls had had their hugs, "Is going on?"
"He was getting up in my face! Telling me how to treat Hermione!" Said Ron standing up.
"But I believe," Said the stranger also standing up, "that the word slut was put in to use."
"Ron," Said Harry turning to him, "Is this true?"
"Well yeah, but you have to believe this, I only said it because I was mad, mate, okay?" Said Ron fast.
"Don't tell me," Harry said, "Tell Hermione."
Ron spun around to look at Hermione, "Hermione…I want to…apologize?"
Hermione looked mad, "Ron, just leave me alone right now."
"Fine." Was the only thing and said and he stormed off.
"What's got into him these days?" Ginny asked, as Harry grabbed her and started dancing as a slow song came on.
"Hermione, as you can tell, I'm the one who wrote that letter and it would mean a lot to me if you would dance with me." Smiled the stranger offering his hand.
"I'd love to."