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Violet Nobles. I made her up , so I own
her! Oh yeah! I own the plot too :-) J.K Rowling owns everything else.
Ron's Not-So-Secret Admirer
That day was living hell for Ron. " Harry, you wouldn't believe what that...that....girl gave
me!" Ron exclaimed. "Ron! Calm Down! What is it?" Harry asked a grin spreading across his face.
" She-she- She gave me a poem! Something about how much she loves me and everything! I swear!
That girl is out of her damn mind!"
" Ronald Weasley! Watch your language!" Hermione yelled at Ron, reminding him of his
mum. "Besides, I think it's kind of sweet..." Hermione said, a dreamy look on her face. Ron looked at
her like she was crazy. He was about to protest, but was interupted by Harry. "Well, lets see it!" Harry
said eagerly. "Okay...but you better not laugh or your dead!" Ron said with an angry look on his
freckled face. He opened his Defense Against the Dark Arts book, and to his surprise, it was gone.
" It isn't here!" Ron franticlly blurted out. "Oh, come on Ron... It cant be THAT bad... well,
let's see...." Hermione said. "No Hermione! It really isn't he-" He was cut off by a loud laughter
in the corner of a corridor. There was a croud of Slytherins and in the middle of it all..was Malfoy.
"I LOVE YOUR RED HAIR , AND YOUR FRECKLES TOO!" They could hear Draco yelling out to
the croud. The croud was laughing so loudly they didnt notice who was behind them. Malfoy
stepped out of the croud, and spotting Ron, started laughing uncontrollably. " Well! If it isn't
Weasley himself!" He bellowed loud enough for all the Slytherins to hear. "Your red hair is
looking lovely today..Ronald..Oh, and I can't resist those freckles! They really TURN ME ON!" he
mocked. Harry and Hermione saw Ron's fists clech and his face turning an unbeleivable shade of
scarlet. " Come on Ron.... I think you need to calm down... Let's go..." Hermione said cautiously,
afraid he would explode at any moment. " Go on, Weasley! Listen to little mudblood girlfriend!"
That REALLY set Ron off. Ron, avoiding Harry and Hermione's protests, pounced on a screaming
Malfoy, knocking him to the ground. Ron started punching him, fists going every which way, and
started yelling things like, " HOW DARE YOU CALL HERMIONE A MUDBLOOD!" and "TRUST
ME! YOU'LL PAY FOR IT YOU DISGUSTING LITTLE TWIT!" He also called Malfoy an
assortment of words Hermione didn't like too well at all.. .of which she said she would tell his mum
if she had to.
"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE!?" Proffesor McGonagall questioned the large group of
Slytherins who stopped their cheering immediatly. " MR . WEASLEY! GET YOURSELF UP THIS
INSTANT! YOU TOO MR . MALFOY!" McGonagall boomed. Both got up, Ron, fixing his messy hair,
Malfoy, wiping his bloody nose. "100 POINTS FROM GRYFFINDOR AND SLYTHERIN!" she yelled
at the cowarding Hogwarts students, who flinched at her extremely loud voice. " Mr. Malfoy, what is
that in your hand?" She asked more calmly. Draco glanced at a very angry looking Ron, and then
at Proffesor McGonagall. " Hand it over, Malfoy!" She yelled again... but not quite as loud. Draco
gave McGonagall the small peice of parchment in his hand , looking quite overwhelmed. She read
it to herself... then with a small smirk spreading across her thin lips, she gave Ron a funny look and
sent everyone back up to their common room.
The next day, when the trio walked into potions class, Snape gave Ron a humorous look, as if
he was trying not to laugh. Ron expected McGonagall had told all the teachers in the school. "Great,"
he thought to himself. " Just great. Another GREAT day."
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The next day, Harry and Ron sat down by the Hogwarts lake enjoying their day off from school.
It was great until Miss New York City walked up and greeted them. Well, she greeted Ron.
"Hello, Ronald," Violet said. "Hello, Violet," Ron said, a sound of utter misery in his voice...
remembering the ecounter with Malfoy,and to think all of it was caused by Violet!
With that, Violet sit down next to Ron, very close in fact, mush to Harry's amusement. Ron
glanced over at him. " Laugh and die, Potter..." He whispered to Harry.
" You're awfully quiet today, Ronald," Violet said, snuggling against Ron. Ron jumped off the
ground and ran back to the Hogwarts castle. "I'm sorry about that.." Harry said. "He usually isn't like
this."
"I understand! When you're in love, you usually DON' T act like yourself..." Violet said giggling.
" Yes. I understand," Harry replied. ' Wait till I tell Ron about this!' Harry thought.
Harry, trying to spark up a conversation, asked Violet some questions. " So...um, Violet, what is it
like in New Vork?" Harry asked Violet. She laughed at a puzzled Harry. "Well, first of all, I used to live
in New YORK. It was okay. Its much different here though. I like it much better here."
" She isn't as annoying as I thought she was.... actually, she's kind of nice...almost shy...real pretty
too.. hmmm... Ron should get to know her better...." Harry thought as she was talking about the
life she left behind. "My mom works for an international wand- making factory in London, and my
dad owns the International Quality Quidditch Supplies store in London also."
"WOW! Your dad OWNS it!?" Harry asked, amazed at his luck in meeting this lovely girl.
"Yeah...he does!" she smiled. "What do your parents do?" Violet asked. " Oh...well...my parents
are dead...." Harry painfully said. "Oh...Harry...I'm really sorry..." Violet whispered.
Harry could see that she really meant it. He looked into her pale blue eyes. They were
beautiful. She looked back at Harry. She leaned her head towards his... and they kissed.
A/N: Hoped you liked it.... I thought it needed a bit of a twist.. so now.. HARRY FANCIES VIOLET!
Now things get interesting.... he he he
Please review!!! REMEMBER::::: NO MORE REVIEWS....NO MORE CHAPTERS!!!! HA HA HA HA HA
her! Oh yeah! I own the plot too :-) J.K Rowling owns everything else.
Ron's Not-So-Secret Admirer
That day was living hell for Ron. " Harry, you wouldn't believe what that...that....girl gave
me!" Ron exclaimed. "Ron! Calm Down! What is it?" Harry asked a grin spreading across his face.
" She-she- She gave me a poem! Something about how much she loves me and everything! I swear!
That girl is out of her damn mind!"
" Ronald Weasley! Watch your language!" Hermione yelled at Ron, reminding him of his
mum. "Besides, I think it's kind of sweet..." Hermione said, a dreamy look on her face. Ron looked at
her like she was crazy. He was about to protest, but was interupted by Harry. "Well, lets see it!" Harry
said eagerly. "Okay...but you better not laugh or your dead!" Ron said with an angry look on his
freckled face. He opened his Defense Against the Dark Arts book, and to his surprise, it was gone.
" It isn't here!" Ron franticlly blurted out. "Oh, come on Ron... It cant be THAT bad... well,
let's see...." Hermione said. "No Hermione! It really isn't he-" He was cut off by a loud laughter
in the corner of a corridor. There was a croud of Slytherins and in the middle of it all..was Malfoy.
"I LOVE YOUR RED HAIR , AND YOUR FRECKLES TOO!" They could hear Draco yelling out to
the croud. The croud was laughing so loudly they didnt notice who was behind them. Malfoy
stepped out of the croud, and spotting Ron, started laughing uncontrollably. " Well! If it isn't
Weasley himself!" He bellowed loud enough for all the Slytherins to hear. "Your red hair is
looking lovely today..Ronald..Oh, and I can't resist those freckles! They really TURN ME ON!" he
mocked. Harry and Hermione saw Ron's fists clech and his face turning an unbeleivable shade of
scarlet. " Come on Ron.... I think you need to calm down... Let's go..." Hermione said cautiously,
afraid he would explode at any moment. " Go on, Weasley! Listen to little mudblood girlfriend!"
That REALLY set Ron off. Ron, avoiding Harry and Hermione's protests, pounced on a screaming
Malfoy, knocking him to the ground. Ron started punching him, fists going every which way, and
started yelling things like, " HOW DARE YOU CALL HERMIONE A MUDBLOOD!" and "TRUST
ME! YOU'LL PAY FOR IT YOU DISGUSTING LITTLE TWIT!" He also called Malfoy an
assortment of words Hermione didn't like too well at all.. .of which she said she would tell his mum
if she had to.
"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE!?" Proffesor McGonagall questioned the large group of
Slytherins who stopped their cheering immediatly. " MR . WEASLEY! GET YOURSELF UP THIS
INSTANT! YOU TOO MR . MALFOY!" McGonagall boomed. Both got up, Ron, fixing his messy hair,
Malfoy, wiping his bloody nose. "100 POINTS FROM GRYFFINDOR AND SLYTHERIN!" she yelled
at the cowarding Hogwarts students, who flinched at her extremely loud voice. " Mr. Malfoy, what is
that in your hand?" She asked more calmly. Draco glanced at a very angry looking Ron, and then
at Proffesor McGonagall. " Hand it over, Malfoy!" She yelled again... but not quite as loud. Draco
gave McGonagall the small peice of parchment in his hand , looking quite overwhelmed. She read
it to herself... then with a small smirk spreading across her thin lips, she gave Ron a funny look and
sent everyone back up to their common room.
The next day, when the trio walked into potions class, Snape gave Ron a humorous look, as if
he was trying not to laugh. Ron expected McGonagall had told all the teachers in the school. "Great,"
he thought to himself. " Just great. Another GREAT day."
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The next day, Harry and Ron sat down by the Hogwarts lake enjoying their day off from school.
It was great until Miss New York City walked up and greeted them. Well, she greeted Ron.
"Hello, Ronald," Violet said. "Hello, Violet," Ron said, a sound of utter misery in his voice...
remembering the ecounter with Malfoy,and to think all of it was caused by Violet!
With that, Violet sit down next to Ron, very close in fact, mush to Harry's amusement. Ron
glanced over at him. " Laugh and die, Potter..." He whispered to Harry.
" You're awfully quiet today, Ronald," Violet said, snuggling against Ron. Ron jumped off the
ground and ran back to the Hogwarts castle. "I'm sorry about that.." Harry said. "He usually isn't like
this."
"I understand! When you're in love, you usually DON' T act like yourself..." Violet said giggling.
" Yes. I understand," Harry replied. ' Wait till I tell Ron about this!' Harry thought.
Harry, trying to spark up a conversation, asked Violet some questions. " So...um, Violet, what is it
like in New Vork?" Harry asked Violet. She laughed at a puzzled Harry. "Well, first of all, I used to live
in New YORK. It was okay. Its much different here though. I like it much better here."
" She isn't as annoying as I thought she was.... actually, she's kind of nice...almost shy...real pretty
too.. hmmm... Ron should get to know her better...." Harry thought as she was talking about the
life she left behind. "My mom works for an international wand- making factory in London, and my
dad owns the International Quality Quidditch Supplies store in London also."
"WOW! Your dad OWNS it!?" Harry asked, amazed at his luck in meeting this lovely girl.
"Yeah...he does!" she smiled. "What do your parents do?" Violet asked. " Oh...well...my parents
are dead...." Harry painfully said. "Oh...Harry...I'm really sorry..." Violet whispered.
Harry could see that she really meant it. He looked into her pale blue eyes. They were
beautiful. She looked back at Harry. She leaned her head towards his... and they kissed.
A/N: Hoped you liked it.... I thought it needed a bit of a twist.. so now.. HARRY FANCIES VIOLET!
Now things get interesting.... he he he
Please review!!! REMEMBER::::: NO MORE REVIEWS....NO MORE CHAPTERS!!!! HA HA HA HA HA