Jaded in Denial
Okay, fine. Just to be a good guy, I said no. But, I couldn't tell Harry, or Hermione. But I had pride in myself. Yes, I did. You could almost say I was turning into an egomaniac. I had a smart girlfriend, who most likely would be Head Girl next year. I had just about saved the last Quidditch game against Ravenclaw. And then, I got asked out by a very pretty, older, girl in Ravenclaw. Nothing could go wrong. Or could it?
Ginny was dancing around in her dress robes the day before the Ball. Tomorrow would be the best. But today, was the second game of the season. Slytherin verses Hufflepufff. We sat down on the bleachers that Saturday morning. Harry was very jittery, (Ginny confessed her love to him. Being dateless, and him being my best friend, he said yes.) But not only that, it was when Cho and her Ravenclaw friends sat down behind us.
"Go Slytherin!" she yelled. "Oh, hi Ron."
Harry looked at me and then at Cho.
"Hi Cho!" Harry was going to say, until he spotted Ginny in the corner of his eyes. "Hello" he chose instead. My sister was happy.
"Oh." She said. As if she wanted a stupid younger boy hitting on her. "Hi, Harry." Everyone could tell she was trying to be nicer. Harry was too blinded.
The game started. And with Harry staring at Cho more than the game. Ginny staring at Harry. ("He was supposed to be my boyfriend!" Ginny ranted to Hermione that night") And Cho looking at me. And I was staring at Hermione up in the stands doing commentary.
After the first half, Hermione down to talk to me, while Cho was gone with Harry and Ginny to get a pretzel.
"What was that?!" She yelled, "With her being down there, it's like a bloody Greek Tragedy!" she panted.
"Well, all she did was sit there." I replied blank.
"Yeah! And Harry has.feelings for her! And Ginny was supposed to be his girlfriend! This is terrible! And she's rooting for Slytherin! Whom luckily is loosing!"
"Yeah. Nice ranting on them. Just like Lee Jordan." I said, trying to overlook the problems and just get to the game. "Well, isn't the game supposed to start?"
"Yes. Bye Ron."
"Bye."
I was glad to say, Hufflepuff won.
Okay, fine. Just to be a good guy, I said no. But, I couldn't tell Harry, or Hermione. But I had pride in myself. Yes, I did. You could almost say I was turning into an egomaniac. I had a smart girlfriend, who most likely would be Head Girl next year. I had just about saved the last Quidditch game against Ravenclaw. And then, I got asked out by a very pretty, older, girl in Ravenclaw. Nothing could go wrong. Or could it?
Ginny was dancing around in her dress robes the day before the Ball. Tomorrow would be the best. But today, was the second game of the season. Slytherin verses Hufflepufff. We sat down on the bleachers that Saturday morning. Harry was very jittery, (Ginny confessed her love to him. Being dateless, and him being my best friend, he said yes.) But not only that, it was when Cho and her Ravenclaw friends sat down behind us.
"Go Slytherin!" she yelled. "Oh, hi Ron."
Harry looked at me and then at Cho.
"Hi Cho!" Harry was going to say, until he spotted Ginny in the corner of his eyes. "Hello" he chose instead. My sister was happy.
"Oh." She said. As if she wanted a stupid younger boy hitting on her. "Hi, Harry." Everyone could tell she was trying to be nicer. Harry was too blinded.
The game started. And with Harry staring at Cho more than the game. Ginny staring at Harry. ("He was supposed to be my boyfriend!" Ginny ranted to Hermione that night") And Cho looking at me. And I was staring at Hermione up in the stands doing commentary.
After the first half, Hermione down to talk to me, while Cho was gone with Harry and Ginny to get a pretzel.
"What was that?!" She yelled, "With her being down there, it's like a bloody Greek Tragedy!" she panted.
"Well, all she did was sit there." I replied blank.
"Yeah! And Harry has.feelings for her! And Ginny was supposed to be his girlfriend! This is terrible! And she's rooting for Slytherin! Whom luckily is loosing!"
"Yeah. Nice ranting on them. Just like Lee Jordan." I said, trying to overlook the problems and just get to the game. "Well, isn't the game supposed to start?"
"Yes. Bye Ron."
"Bye."
I was glad to say, Hufflepuff won.