Blind Date

Note: Poor wittle Ron. Will he be ok? Look! OOCness!! As always! :)

Disclaimer: Harry potter not mine. Wahhh!!

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Harry and Hermione leaned over the bed. Ron was coming around.

"Ron are you ok?" Hermione asked innocently. Ron rolled his eyes.

"What do you think?" he demanded. Harry winced.

"Ron, what about your date? Madam Pomfrey said you'd be in here for forty-eight hours."

"Two days? I'm not that bad!" Hermione handed Ron a mirror. "Yeesh. Ok, so maybe I am." Hermione took the mirror and placed it on a table.

~Everything is going perfectly.~ she thought as she smiled.

"Whats with the smile, Hermione? Our friend is hurt...badly."

"Gee thanks." Ron pouted.

"Oh, I was just thinking. Harry could take your place, Ron. I'm sure your date would be sad, but I don't think he'd like to be stood up."

"Ah, so it's a boy!" Harry pointed out.

"Yep, so how bout it Ron? Think you're willing to let Harry take your place?"

"Yeah, I guess so. Oh man! I'm going to miss the Halloween feast!" Ron sighed and rolled, painfully, over onto his side. Madam Pomfrey came in a second later and shooed the two Gryffindor students away.


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"Well, Hermione?" Hermione shrugged. She didn't think that Draco would really care what Harry was wearing.

"It's not that important. He won't care."

"Good point." Harry put his regular black robes on over his green shirt and blue jeans (flared jeans too! ~_^). "What time am I meeting him and where?"

"Four P.M. at the tavern thing. Whatever the hell they call that place!"

"Ok. Wait, the Three Broomsticks?"

"Yeah that's it!"

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Harry looked around the Three Broomsticks. Hermione said that he would be at the bar, but he hadn't been there. He felt a tap on his shoulder, and he turned around.

"Hello, Harry." Draco Malfoy smiled gently and offered him a bouquet of red roses, sprinkled with baby's breath. Harry gingerly took the flowers.

"I- I, er, Malfoy? What are you doing here? I'm supposed to be meeting Ron's blind date."

"I am Ron's blind date."

"You can't be!"

"Why not?"

"Because you're, er.., well, because you're you!"

"Still waiting for a reason..." Harry sighed.

"Let's just get this over with." Draco led him over to a small, secluded table and offered him a drink.

"No thank you." He sighed and sank down into his seat. "I can't believe I'm doing this."