Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns all the characters in this fic ,
except for Violet Nobles. She is
mine. I made her up. Oh, and I also made up the plot, of course. :- )
Ron's Not-So-Secret Admirer
There were rumors spreading around Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry that
there was a new girl.
"Have you seen her yet?" Harry asked Hermione.
"Yes, I'm pretty sure she's in Hufflepuff. Oh there she is!" Hermione exclaimed ,
pointing at a girl with long brown hair and sky blue eyes.
"She's beautiful!" Harry whispered to Ron. Ron didn't reply back. He was to busy
staring at the amazingly beautiful girl before him. She returned his gaze, which he avoided.
" Oh my gosh , she's coming over here!" Harry said, his face turning a voilent shade of red.
" Hello! I'm Violet Nobles!" The girl exclaimed, violently shaking Harry's hand. They all
flinched at the girls' loud , annoying voice. " What happened to your forehead!?" Voilet
asked, looking utterly disgusted. Harry quickly glanced at Ron who stared at Harry, his eyes
wide, shaking his head in disbelief over how annoying she really was.
Finally, Hermione spoke up. " Well don't you know!? His defeated You-Know-Who!" She
said, her eyes wide with amazement. " YOU-KNOW-WHAT!?!" Violet yelled, her voice
echoing in the crowded Hogwarts corridors, everyone staring. Ron blushed.
. "Where are you from anyway!?!" He whispered, looking utterly confused.
"I'm from New York City!" Violet boomed , again, shaking Ron's hand violently.
" Where are you from, honey!??" She asked, her eyelids fluttering uncontrollably. Ron looked
thoroughly horrified. "Um, I think it's time to go..." Harry said, trying to hold back a smirk.
Ron gave Harry the 'Say-one-word-and-your-dead' look. "Lets" Ron said quickly pacing
outside to Herbology class.
When they arrived, they all noticed their very bad luck. They were having class with the
Hufflepuffs that day. "You can count me out!" Ron yelled, about to make a run for it when he
saw Violet jogging over to the trio. Harry caught hold of his robes and whispered "If we have
to suffer, you do too."
"Hellooo Ronald....." Violet said, trying her best to look sweet and innocent."Hello,Violet"
Ron gulped. "This must certainly be the best day of my damn life!" Ron thought, starting to
get annoyed at Harry's chuckling and smirking.
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The next day was if possible, even worse. Ron found a note in his Defense Against
the Dark Arts book. It was a poem. It said:
Dear Ronald I love you
But what can I do?
I love your red hair
And your freckles too
I love how you're tall
And I like your long nose
My love for you is
as red as your hair grows
From your little Hufflepuff sweetie, Violet Nobles
mine. I made her up. Oh, and I also made up the plot, of course. :- )
Ron's Not-So-Secret Admirer
There were rumors spreading around Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry that
there was a new girl.
"Have you seen her yet?" Harry asked Hermione.
"Yes, I'm pretty sure she's in Hufflepuff. Oh there she is!" Hermione exclaimed ,
pointing at a girl with long brown hair and sky blue eyes.
"She's beautiful!" Harry whispered to Ron. Ron didn't reply back. He was to busy
staring at the amazingly beautiful girl before him. She returned his gaze, which he avoided.
" Oh my gosh , she's coming over here!" Harry said, his face turning a voilent shade of red.
" Hello! I'm Violet Nobles!" The girl exclaimed, violently shaking Harry's hand. They all
flinched at the girls' loud , annoying voice. " What happened to your forehead!?" Voilet
asked, looking utterly disgusted. Harry quickly glanced at Ron who stared at Harry, his eyes
wide, shaking his head in disbelief over how annoying she really was.
Finally, Hermione spoke up. " Well don't you know!? His defeated You-Know-Who!" She
said, her eyes wide with amazement. " YOU-KNOW-WHAT!?!" Violet yelled, her voice
echoing in the crowded Hogwarts corridors, everyone staring. Ron blushed.
. "Where are you from anyway!?!" He whispered, looking utterly confused.
"I'm from New York City!" Violet boomed , again, shaking Ron's hand violently.
" Where are you from, honey!??" She asked, her eyelids fluttering uncontrollably. Ron looked
thoroughly horrified. "Um, I think it's time to go..." Harry said, trying to hold back a smirk.
Ron gave Harry the 'Say-one-word-and-your-dead' look. "Lets" Ron said quickly pacing
outside to Herbology class.
When they arrived, they all noticed their very bad luck. They were having class with the
Hufflepuffs that day. "You can count me out!" Ron yelled, about to make a run for it when he
saw Violet jogging over to the trio. Harry caught hold of his robes and whispered "If we have
to suffer, you do too."
"Hellooo Ronald....." Violet said, trying her best to look sweet and innocent."Hello,Violet"
Ron gulped. "This must certainly be the best day of my damn life!" Ron thought, starting to
get annoyed at Harry's chuckling and smirking.
================= ~*~ ====== ~*~ ====== ~*~ ==================
The next day was if possible, even worse. Ron found a note in his Defense Against
the Dark Arts book. It was a poem. It said:
Dear Ronald I love you
But what can I do?
I love your red hair
And your freckles too
I love how you're tall
And I like your long nose
My love for you is
as red as your hair grows
From your little Hufflepuff sweetie, Violet Nobles