Author's Note: OK, I know my chapter's are short, but I like them that way and I have a really short attention-span, so either way, they're going to end up being short... Once again, none of the characters belong to me, yada, yada, yada... Thanks! -- Willow
Midnight Visitors
Hermione felt a little bit bad as she got ready for bed that night. She had after all, left Ron downstairs without even a goodnight kiss. And, she hadn't even had explained her reasoning to Ron for rating him a seven-and-a-half. It wasn't that she didn't like him, it was just that she was very tough on Ron; he did after have a huge temper, and would occasionally get jealous of Harry, but all in all, Ron should have pleased that he had gotten such a high rating from her. Hell, she'd probably have rated Krum a four-and-three-quarters (he lost most of his points when he couldn't even say her name correctly); therefore, Ron should be very pleased with his rating. Thoroughly convinced that she hadn't been too mean and overly judgmental, Hermione went to bed and dozed off into a deep sleep.
Elsewhere in the Gryffindor tower....
Ron tossed and turned all night. He couldn't understand why Hermione had rated him so lowly. Did she truly not like him? Thoughts started to turn in his mind while all sorts of wild ideas started popping up to him. Did she really like Harry? Was this her subtle way of telling him that she really didn't like him? She hadn't even given him a goodnight kiss. The more Ron thought, the more and more worried he got. At one point in the night he had almost convinced himself that Hermione was secretly in love with Malfoy, before slapping himself in order to wake himself up. Finally, realizing that he was getting no where, he threw on a robe, pulled back the curtains on his bed and snuck out the door to his dormitory.
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Hermione was faintly aware that she was being shaken, but was having such a good dream about Ron and her, she didn't want to open her eyes. Finally after a few minutes of being shaken, she opened her eyes, only to see the object of her dream staring down at her. Smiling happily she leaned up to hug Ron, but her pushed her gently away with a slight push. Hurt, Hermione woke up even more to fully realize the situation. Glancing at the clock, she realized that it was four in the morning and Ron was obviously mad at her.
"Why'd you give me a seven-and-a-half?" Ron asked harshly.
"Honestly Ron, you're still thinking about that. I gave you a seven-and-a-half because you have a very short temper, as we can obvious see right now and you can be overly judgmental, especially for Harry and Viktor Krum. Do remember any of last year?" Hermione responded.
"But you should still be happy, I wouldn't have even giving Viktor..." Hermione started, before she realized that Ron had walked off in as soon as she had said Viktor's name. Now fully realizing the mess that she'd gotten herself into, she got out of bed and threw on an overcoat intending to go to Ron's dormitory and apologize. Cussing Ron, his short temper, and his jealous nature towards Viktor, she tiptoed downstairs and back to the boys dormitories. When she got to Ron's bed, she realized that he wasn't there.
"Stupid boy," Hermione whispered, realizing that he'd left the common room and was walking about the halls now. "I swear if he gets in trouble it is not my fault," she said under her breath. She walked down to the common room and sat in the big comfy chair, prepared to wait for Ron to cool down and come back so she could apologize before he brood on it for too much longer. Hermione relit the fire and prepared her speech in her head over and over again hoping that her would come back soon.
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Author's Note: OK, I know that I switched the POV there alot, but oh well...Thanks for reading and PLEASE review-it'd really make my day... 3 Willow
