Chapter 12
Ron's Boggart Will Be
Something Else Next Time
After a very joyful return to the Gryffindor tower, where they were welcomed back warmly by everyone, Harry suggested that Hermione try to coax Ron out from under his bedcovers.
Ron was still there, still crying. The Boggart was supposed to assume the form of what you were most afraid of. And it was 110% right. Ron had always wanted to go out with Hermione... she was so beautiful and so sensible at the same time. Her smile, her eyes... the way she had of making anybody see reality...
But then he sank lower under the covers as he kept realizing that Hermione would NEVER want to go out with him. EVER!
A hand touched Ron's back through the covers, and he screamed.
"Pipe down." Hermione whispered. "It's just me."
"What do you want?" Ron sputtered.
"I just want to talk to you. Now come out of there."
With great reluctance, Ron peeked his head out.
"All the way." She ordered.
Finally, he pulled the covers back and sat up.
"Now you listen to me." She said. "Give me three reasons why you think I'd never go out with you."
Startled but intrigued, Ron thought for a moment. "Okay, number 1: I'm stupid. Number 2: I'm not as popular as Harry. And number 3: I'm so far below you."
Hermione crossed her arms. "Okay, now here's three counterpoints, in respective order. Number 1: You're smarter than most guys I know. Number 2: You're more popular than Harry with me. And number 3: I consider myself right on your level."
Ron's eyes widened. "Are you saying...?"
"How about a date, Ronny?" she whispered excitedly.
"Sure thing! When?"
"Right now." She practically leapt on him, finally getting to kiss him like she'd been wanting to for so long.