Hidden Moments

Chapter 11 - You're a girl...

The school was buzzing after the first task, and now even more excited now that the news of the Yule Ball was around. Girl's were gossiping about who they wanted to be asked by, and what they would wear, boys however, didn't really seem that keen - except Neville and the Durmstrang boys.

"Look at them." Ron hissed, staring at a Durmstrang who had just asked a very pretty Beauxbaton to the ball. "Bunch of gits."

"I know." Harry frowned. "I'm a champion AND I've defeated a dragon!"

"And you're Harry Potter, don't complain." Ron smirked, eyeing up some Beauxbaton girls.

"You need to ask one of them, Ron." Harry smiled, nudging Ron in the ribs.

"Oh yeah, and what about you?" Ron grinned. "Going with Neville are you?"

"Might be a good idea at this rate!" Harry huffed, but still smiled all the same.

Ron and Harry continued down the corridor, rolling their eyes everytime they saw someone get asked to the Ball.

"This is pathetic, we're going to be the only ones without dates!" Ron sighed.

"Ask Krum, he might say yes." Harry laughed, but stopped when Ron went all dreamy. "Joking."

"I wonder if Hermione's with anyone?" Ron said, growling as a Beauxbaton kissed a Durmstrang.

"I don't know, shall we go find her?" At that moment, the bell rang.

"We'll ask her now, we have Transfiguration."

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When they all were seated for Transfiguration, McGonagall began talking about the history of the Yule Ball, to Ron and Harry's annoyance. Then, the door opened and to everyone's shock, Hermione entered.

"Sorry I'm late, Professor." Hermione was breathing fast and her face was pink.

"Not at all, Miss Granger, take a seat." McGonagall smiled, but the smile seemed a little different than usual, as if she knew why she had been late.

Hermione sat beside them looking flustered and happy.

"Alright, Hermione?" Ron grinned, edging closer to her.

"Yes thankyou, Ronald." Hermione smiled, looking at him suspiciously. "What's up?"

"I-I..."

"Yes?"

"Your a girl..."

Hermione looked outraged, her face becoming even redder. "Well spotted, Ron."

"Well... I-I wondered..."

"Wondered what?"

"Seeing as your a girl, would you go with me to the ball?"

Hermione snarled at him, grabbed her book and whacked him on the head with it.

"OW!" Ron shouted. "What the-"

"GLAD YOU NOTICED THAT I'M A GIRL!" Hermione shouted, causing the class to turn around and go silent. "YOUR SUCH A GIT, RONALD WEASLEY!"

"What-"

"And FYI, I HAVE A DATE!"

Hermione grabbed her bag and pencil case, nodded to McGonagall and stormed out, without a glance at Ron.

"She has a date?" Ron said, looking shocked and upset.

"Seem's so." Harry smiled sadly, tapping him on the back. "Don't worry, mate."

Ron frowned and slumped down in his seat, not noticing that McGonagall was now beside him.

"Mr Weasley, I must say, you certainly have a unique way of asking girls out." McGonagall smiled and let out a little chuckle and walked away.

"He'll get her one day." She thought to herself.