Study
Ramona quickly got over Jonas. They had bumped into each other once or twice ending with her glaring at him and hoping his eyes would melt out of their sockets. Fred and George had also decided to add a little extra comeback by covering all his clothes with itching powder and not tell Ramona. They knew it would end up with a lecture but when they saw her laughing at him running out of the hall attempting to tear his clothes off they knew their work was done.
Everyone pretty much put their heads down studying for exams. Even George was a little worried about failing completely, but he thought it would be a good opportunity to be able to hang out with Ramona without everyone annoying them.
"Help me study for potions." He asked as he leant against the book case and smiled at her.
"George, you're doing owls. How can I help you?"
"Well it's your best subject. I just need someone to go through the lists with me and stuff."
"Ask Fred!"
George huffed. He hadn't been able to spend much time with Ramona lately and it was actually starting to get to him.
"Fred's no help. Go on. Please?"
"George I have my own studying to do."
He pouted slight, hoping it would get to her.
"George..."
"Please?"
She sighed loudly and smacked him in the arm with a book. "You are so annoying!" He hated when she did that, smacked him for no reason. He kind of liked that it meant physical contact though, except when a book happened to be involved.
"So that's a yes?"
"Fine."
They had been at it for nearly two hours now in the Gryffindor common room. He could see her getting stressed out by his wrong answers. He was actually getting them wrong on purpose so could spend that little longer with her.
"Ok. Last one George. I'm so tired.
"Yeah sure."
"Ingredients for…Confusing & Befuddlement Draught."
"Ok. Got this. Sneezewort, Scurvy-grass, and…." he narrowed his eyes at her pretending to think. "Lovage?"
"Bravo. You're a genius. Goodnight!"
"Wait, I thought. We could talk?"
"George. It's 11am. No one else is here."
He looked around the common room and realised everyone had long since gone to bed. "Ok. Didn't notice that."
"I'm really tired George. I just want to sleep."
"Ok...Just…how are you doing...since Jonas?"
"Uh…fine?"
"Really?"
"Well. Um... yeah? I mean...it kind of hurt when he said...that thing but...whatever."
"About wasting his time?"
"Yeah."
"Well, he didn't deserve your time really."
She shrugged starting to gather up the books into a pile. "Why don't you have a girlfriend George? There must be someone you like."
"Well...yeah but, I don't know."
Ramona's eye went wide and she scooted over to him in her seat. "Who?"
"It doesn't matter."
"George!"
He contemplated telling her right then, she was sitting right next to him looking up at him, waiting patiently. He eyed her lips; 'it would be so easy right now just too lean down and kiss her' he thought. 'No, she probably isn't ready for a relationship yet, even if she did want to date me, which she probably doesn't and she's Fourteen…and her brother would kill me' "It doesn't matter. She probably doesn't like me anyway."
"Nonsense, if she didn't she's pretty blind."
George gave her a weak smile and collected his books off the table. "Weren't you tired?"
"Oh right. Yeah."
"Thanks for helping me."
"Did you really need my help George?"
"Course I did."
She rolled her and started making her way to the girl's dormitory. "Sure you did."