A/N: Those last four lines are from a Vertical Horizon song, so yeah. Other then that I have nothing to else to say.
Just a Thought
By S.P.
Ron was furious. A frown melded to his face, brows slanted. He kept having the urge to rip something, which he tried to satisfy by dismembering his model of professional seeker, Viktor Krum. That didn't help much though. In the end it only infuriated him more that he wasted even a smidgen of his summer savings on it.
Why did Hermione like Krum anyway? The more he thought about it, the more sinister Krum looked and innocent Hermione. What did he see in her? He was eighteen! Hermione wasn't that pretty. She also studied too much, plus she ruined everything (ok maybe not everything, but Ron didn't really care how rational he was being). Krum shouldn't like her. No one should like her. Not even Harry. He had enough Ron thought.
Then who could have Hermione? No one…. well maybe me, Ron considered. I mean she's not that horrible. So she has bushy hair? It wasn't bad, especially at the ball. And who cares if she is a bit of a bookworm? She always helped him and Harry. In fact now Hermione was almost starting to look as good as Fleur.
…So did this mean he liked Hermione? He supposed it did. A weird feeling came over him. I really do like Hermione. He had never really gave it much thought before…
What if someone found out? Someone like as in Fred and George. He'd be the laughing stock of Gryffindor. Then there was Malfoy, who would probably see this as new material to harass Ron and his friends with. And there was Hermione herself. That would be the worst. He could hear it now…
"Your kidding, right?" laughed an imaginary Hermione, "You and me? I'm sorry Ron but you're a little too immature."
No it's best if I just forget it…pretend the whole Yule Ball never happened…
…'cause you're a god
and I am not
and I just thought
that you would know…