A/N: Okay, this is probably the shortest chapter in the history of chapters...I just wanted to fit Ron into it.

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Oh, and I'm sorry this is taking so long...I have some bad news. I have Vaso Vagel Syncope (I think that's how you spell it) and it means that I pass out at random times if I stand or sit up too fast. I'm going to the doc's again soon, so don't worry.

Ron stood on the tire with Harry and Hermione, who was absolutely silent the whole entire time they were waiting. The Jellicles had been called to a special meeting in which Deuteronomy would be explaining why the wizards were there.

As he scanned the crowd, he saw a creme-ish striped queen, bouncing around next to a calico and a pure white who were giggling, trying to get her to sit. That kitten looks like she's high... but cats can't get high, can they? Ron thought.

He kept on staring. As he looked carefully, he saw how pretty she actually was. She had a beautiful body, sparkling brown eyes (if that was even possible), a slight blush to her cheeks, and gorgeous fur. She truly was a queen.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, get your self together mate! She's a hybrid, if thats what these things are! You can't actually snog with that, hell, you can't do anything with that, she's a cat! Ron mentally said.

Etcetera's eyes caught his and she winked in his direction. Ron just sheepishly smiled and turned to Hermione.

"Who's the bouncy creme colored queen next to the calico and the white one?" Ron asked her.

Hermione turned red. "You mean Jemima and Victoria?" she said, a look of disdain covering her face, her eyes turning red when she said Victoria. "Her name is Etcetera. She has a lot of energy, and a bubbly personality. Why?"

Ron shrugged. "I don't know, because I was curious. Does she follow around tha' perverted one with the mane?" he asked, remembering how much the queens acted like teen girls around the Jonas Brothers when Tugger came around.

"Yeah, she's kinda the leader of the Tugger fanclub...but she isn't really interested as much...she's thinking about mating and settling down, seeing that she's not quite a kitten anymore."

Ron just nodded and looked at the one she called Victoria. "What about Victoria, is she a part of tha' fan group?"

Hermione's eyes got sad. "No, she's in Misto's personal little fanclub. She's a slut, can't you tell Ron?" she said, the tone in her voice going from dissapointed to flat out angry.

Ron, seeing Hermione's hatred toward the snow white one, was intrigued. Normally, Hermione wasn't the jealous type. "Whaddya got against her?"

Hermione was tring to remain calm, but seeing how Ron kept pushing her, that wasn't going to happen. "I went to go see Misto because I wanted to ask him something and I saw them snogging-it was gross. It's worse than you and Lavendar!"

Ron grimaced. "Ugh, Lavendar...still gives me the shivers."

Hermione smirked and faced forward. Deuteronomy was about to start.

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Misto frowned. He had seen Hermione whispering with Ron, and that upset him. She had been avoiding Misto for 3 hours now, but there was no time to talk.

As Misto sat next to Jemima, Etcy, and Victoria, Jemima whipered, "Victoria wants to know why you aren't sitting with Hermione."

Misto was slightly angry at this. "Because she's in the guest section...."

Coricopat and Tantomile were trying to get across the row when Tantomile stopped at Misto and said, "You should sort things out with Hermione. She thinks you were with Victoria because you guys are together.

Misto's mouth dropped, and he looked from Victoria to Hermione, shocked.

That's what you get for being charming... Misto thought. He groaned and paid attention to Dumbledore, who was starting out the speech.

The next few weeks were going to be hell, and he knew it.

A/N: Tell me how I did! Thanks to Insanemistosingsmore for giving me this genious idea!