Admitting the Obvious
by She's a Star
A/N: All righty, here is the wonderful conclusion to this epic story :) *hehehe* As if. But oh well...this is the end of it all! Tragedy, isn't it? It's really, really, REALLY short, but hopefully sweet as well :) All righty, I'll quit rambling...read on!
Chapter Four
"Hey Hermione...Hermione!"
Hermione, who was just on her way out the portrait hole, turned around, and Ron sped over to her.
"'Morning Hermione," he greeted her, a bit out of breath.
"Good morning, Ron," she said, voice containing a bit of confusion. "Where's Harry?"
"Oh, he's still sleeping," Ron said dismissively. "So, you're going down to breakfast?"
"No, Ron," Hermione said sarcastically. "I just thought I'd take a nice stroll around the corridors."
Ron didn't know how to reply to that.
Just ask her already, you idiot! he commanded himself.
"So...uh..."
"Spit it out, Ron, I'm starving," Hermione ordered.
"Uh...would you go to the ball with me?" he asked, feeling his ears heat up at once.
Why couldn't he have gotten a pair of NORMAL ears???
Hermione studied him intently for a moment, and Ron was sure his ears were matching the common room decor perfectly by now.
After what seemed like an eternity, a smile broke out across her face, and she replied, "Of course. I'd love to."
"Well, great!" Ron said, grinning back. They stood silent for a moment, and Ron suggested, "Well, let's go down to breakfast, shall we?"
"Sure," Hermione replied.
Ron offered his arm gallantly, and stifling giggles, Hermione took it, and the two of them made their way down to the Great Hall.
As they passed Professor McGonagall's classroom, a pair of eyes the size of tennis balls observed them, and it immediately scurried out of the classroom. Both Ron and Hermione took no notice.
"Dobby! Dobby!" the house-elf squeaked as they ran into Professor Flitwick's classroom on tiny legs.
"What is it, Blinky?" Dobby asked, pulling up one lime green checkered sock.
"Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger was just in the halls together, sir," Blinky reported excitedly. "Hermione had her arm on Ron's, she did."
Dobby squealed in excitement, and the two of them immediately rushed off, cleaning forgotten, to tell the rest of the house elves.
By the end of that day, everyone at Hogwarts was aware that Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger were attending the Yule Ball together, from the house-elves in the kitchens to Moaning Myrtle in the out of order girls' bathroom to Professor Snape in the freezing dungeons.
THE END
