The day of the Yule Ball came and everyone walked around the Great Hall to their seats. The night before, snow had fallen and everything was still outside. Cameron and Lindsay sat together at breakfast to talk about their upcoming performance.
"We have to meet Marty tonight," Lindsay said quietly to Cameron, "thirty minutes before the ball starts."
"Alright, why don't you come over to my room to get ready later, the girls in my room will be gone the whole time." Cameron sat straight up, looking around at all of the girls giggling nearby. "I swear, this school and Yule Balls. Got like 4 hours of sleep because the girls in my room never shut up about it."
"I'll be there-oh excuse me, George." Lindsay said sarcastically when George appeared. "I didn't know this was your seat."
"I didn't say a word!" George protested.
"Bye Lindsay." Cameron smiled as Lindsay got up and George sat down.
"Have a good night's sleep?" George asked absent-mindedly.
"No." Cameron yawned.
"Dull, aren't we?" Fred sat down in front of Cameron.
"Morning." She said and started to nod off.
Fred gave George a peculiar look. He lifted one corner of his mouth along with his eyebrow and nodded slowly.
"What the hell are you doing?" George asked finally after trying to figure out what he meant.
"Angelina." Fred replied. Cameron opened her eyes and leaned in.
"What about her?" George asked, not really understanding.
"She isn't here." Fred started his head bobbing again.
"And?" George raised his eyebrow.
"Never mind." Fred rolled his eyes. Cameron started laughing and George just sighed. It was one of those twin moments, she thought.
"Do you think Angelina is too scared to come to breakfast?" Cameron asked Fred.
"Exactly." Fred smiled.
"I don't get it, you think she is nervous about the ball or something?" George asked.
"Yes. She is too afraid to see me...her date. Yeah, I reckon she's up stairs getting herself ready until the ball." Fred smirked.
"Fred, what are you smoking?" Cameron laughed.
"I'm off." Fred said, ignoring Cameron's comment.
"Where are you going?" Cameron asked.
"I think I'm going to sneak up on her." Fred stretched, got up, and left.
George just looked at Cameron. She is so pretty, he thought.
"What?" Cameron asked.
"Nothing." George looked away. "Lets go talk to Harry and Ron, see if they've found dates yet."
"Alright." Cameron grabbed his hand and they wandered to where the two most popular 5th students years were sitting.
"Hi George, Hey Cameron." Harry said as they sat down across from them.
"What's wrong guys?" Cameron asked.
"Will you come to the ball with me, Cameron?" Harry moaned.
"I'm sorry Harry, I'm going with this guy." She said, nudging George. "But thanks." She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.
"What about me?" Ron frowned.
"Very well." Cameron smiled and kissed him on the cheek.
"What about me?" George asked.
Cameron laughed and kissed him on the cheek too. "Have you gotten an AHEM date, Ron?"
"He hasn't asked Hermione yet, if that's what you want to know." Harry said.
"Get up, we'll go do it now." Cameron said.
"What?" Ron looked at her as if she'd grown an extra head.
"I'm serious! Harry, stop that." Harry had resorted to banging his head on the table. "George, please stay with Harry so you can help him find a suitable date."
"Okay." George said.
"Come on Ron." Cameron took his arm and dragged him out of the Great Hall.
"Cameron, what will I say?" Ron asked eagerly.
"Leave it to me." Cameron smiled at him. "First you go up to a friend of hers."
"Uh-huh." Ron listened closely.
"Then they will tell you, hopefully she will be alone, and then you ask her." Cameron said pulling out her wand.
"What if she isn't alone?" Ron asked nervously.
"I'll distract her friends." Cameron said and then pointed her wand at Ron and muttered a spell.
"Wow." Ron said as a single red rose appeared in his hand.
"Give that to her when she says yes." Cameron said.
"How do I know she will say yes?" Ron asked, feeling more and more nervous.
"She'll say yes, trust me." Cameron smirked. How could Ron be the only one in Gryffindor house who didn't know about Hermione's feelings for him. He was so hopeless.
Ron shrugged and entered the portrait hole. He immediately spotted Parvati and Lavender standing in a corner giggling about god knows what.
"There are her friends." Ron pointed at them.
"Oh, I know them, aren't they the girls who flirt with everyone?" Cameron asked examining them from afar.
"Hi Parvati, hi Lav." Ron greeted them. "This is my friend Cameron."
"We know her." Lavender giggled. "Aren't you the one who's stolen George Weasley's heart?"
"I have?" Now it was Cameron's turn to be hopeless.
"You are lucky, you don't know HOW many girls fancy him and his brother." Parvati giggled.
"Uh, do you know where Hermione is?" Ron asked, changing the subject for Cameron's benefit.
"Last I saw her, she was in our dorm." Lavender said simply.
"Ok thank you." Ron smiled.
"Uh-oh." Cameron turned Ron around. Hermione was running up the staircase with her hand over her mouth.
"Or...now she is." Parvati smiled.
"Cameron can you wait down here?" Ron asked.
"Sure." Cameron said as Ron ran up the staircase.
Ron reached Hermione's room and stood in front of the doorway hesitantly. Was she trying to run away from him, because she didn't want him to ask her to the ball?
"Hermione?" Ron asked softly. "May I come in?
"Fine." Came Hermione's muffled voice.
Ron opened the door to her room and found Hermione sitting on her bed, rubbing her eyes furiously.
"Should have known." She stated.
"Known what?" Ron asked. He was so confused.
"That you would ask Parvati to the ball."
"Isn't she going with Dean?" Ron sat down on her bed carefully.
"I don't know." Hermione snapped.
"Uh, I've been planning on doing this for a while, but uh I guess you'll refuse to accept me." Ron said.
"What?" Hermione stopped sobbing.
"I'm sorry for the way I acted last year during the ball last year." Ron sighed. "I was such a jerk about it."
"Oh." Hermione said.
"Will you uh...will you go the ball with me?" Ron said sincerely.
"Yes!" Hermione said quickly.
"Why were you crying?" Ron asked.
"Oh, well I thought you were asking Parvati to the ball." Hermione said sheepishly.
"No!" Ron cried.
"Oh." Hermione said. "I thought that you wouldn't want to because of last year and all..." Hermione trailed off. She looked into Ron's eyes and kissed him. Ron pulled away.
"What is it?" Hermione asked.
"I just thought of something." Ron said. "I know who Harry can take to the ball."
"Okay but worry about that later." Hermione said and kissed him again.
Cameron was right after all.
"We have to meet Marty tonight," Lindsay said quietly to Cameron, "thirty minutes before the ball starts."
"Alright, why don't you come over to my room to get ready later, the girls in my room will be gone the whole time." Cameron sat straight up, looking around at all of the girls giggling nearby. "I swear, this school and Yule Balls. Got like 4 hours of sleep because the girls in my room never shut up about it."
"I'll be there-oh excuse me, George." Lindsay said sarcastically when George appeared. "I didn't know this was your seat."
"I didn't say a word!" George protested.
"Bye Lindsay." Cameron smiled as Lindsay got up and George sat down.
"Have a good night's sleep?" George asked absent-mindedly.
"No." Cameron yawned.
"Dull, aren't we?" Fred sat down in front of Cameron.
"Morning." She said and started to nod off.
Fred gave George a peculiar look. He lifted one corner of his mouth along with his eyebrow and nodded slowly.
"What the hell are you doing?" George asked finally after trying to figure out what he meant.
"Angelina." Fred replied. Cameron opened her eyes and leaned in.
"What about her?" George asked, not really understanding.
"She isn't here." Fred started his head bobbing again.
"And?" George raised his eyebrow.
"Never mind." Fred rolled his eyes. Cameron started laughing and George just sighed. It was one of those twin moments, she thought.
"Do you think Angelina is too scared to come to breakfast?" Cameron asked Fred.
"Exactly." Fred smiled.
"I don't get it, you think she is nervous about the ball or something?" George asked.
"Yes. She is too afraid to see me...her date. Yeah, I reckon she's up stairs getting herself ready until the ball." Fred smirked.
"Fred, what are you smoking?" Cameron laughed.
"I'm off." Fred said, ignoring Cameron's comment.
"Where are you going?" Cameron asked.
"I think I'm going to sneak up on her." Fred stretched, got up, and left.
George just looked at Cameron. She is so pretty, he thought.
"What?" Cameron asked.
"Nothing." George looked away. "Lets go talk to Harry and Ron, see if they've found dates yet."
"Alright." Cameron grabbed his hand and they wandered to where the two most popular 5th students years were sitting.
"Hi George, Hey Cameron." Harry said as they sat down across from them.
"What's wrong guys?" Cameron asked.
"Will you come to the ball with me, Cameron?" Harry moaned.
"I'm sorry Harry, I'm going with this guy." She said, nudging George. "But thanks." She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.
"What about me?" Ron frowned.
"Very well." Cameron smiled and kissed him on the cheek.
"What about me?" George asked.
Cameron laughed and kissed him on the cheek too. "Have you gotten an AHEM date, Ron?"
"He hasn't asked Hermione yet, if that's what you want to know." Harry said.
"Get up, we'll go do it now." Cameron said.
"What?" Ron looked at her as if she'd grown an extra head.
"I'm serious! Harry, stop that." Harry had resorted to banging his head on the table. "George, please stay with Harry so you can help him find a suitable date."
"Okay." George said.
"Come on Ron." Cameron took his arm and dragged him out of the Great Hall.
"Cameron, what will I say?" Ron asked eagerly.
"Leave it to me." Cameron smiled at him. "First you go up to a friend of hers."
"Uh-huh." Ron listened closely.
"Then they will tell you, hopefully she will be alone, and then you ask her." Cameron said pulling out her wand.
"What if she isn't alone?" Ron asked nervously.
"I'll distract her friends." Cameron said and then pointed her wand at Ron and muttered a spell.
"Wow." Ron said as a single red rose appeared in his hand.
"Give that to her when she says yes." Cameron said.
"How do I know she will say yes?" Ron asked, feeling more and more nervous.
"She'll say yes, trust me." Cameron smirked. How could Ron be the only one in Gryffindor house who didn't know about Hermione's feelings for him. He was so hopeless.
Ron shrugged and entered the portrait hole. He immediately spotted Parvati and Lavender standing in a corner giggling about god knows what.
"There are her friends." Ron pointed at them.
"Oh, I know them, aren't they the girls who flirt with everyone?" Cameron asked examining them from afar.
"Hi Parvati, hi Lav." Ron greeted them. "This is my friend Cameron."
"We know her." Lavender giggled. "Aren't you the one who's stolen George Weasley's heart?"
"I have?" Now it was Cameron's turn to be hopeless.
"You are lucky, you don't know HOW many girls fancy him and his brother." Parvati giggled.
"Uh, do you know where Hermione is?" Ron asked, changing the subject for Cameron's benefit.
"Last I saw her, she was in our dorm." Lavender said simply.
"Ok thank you." Ron smiled.
"Uh-oh." Cameron turned Ron around. Hermione was running up the staircase with her hand over her mouth.
"Or...now she is." Parvati smiled.
"Cameron can you wait down here?" Ron asked.
"Sure." Cameron said as Ron ran up the staircase.
Ron reached Hermione's room and stood in front of the doorway hesitantly. Was she trying to run away from him, because she didn't want him to ask her to the ball?
"Hermione?" Ron asked softly. "May I come in?
"Fine." Came Hermione's muffled voice.
Ron opened the door to her room and found Hermione sitting on her bed, rubbing her eyes furiously.
"Should have known." She stated.
"Known what?" Ron asked. He was so confused.
"That you would ask Parvati to the ball."
"Isn't she going with Dean?" Ron sat down on her bed carefully.
"I don't know." Hermione snapped.
"Uh, I've been planning on doing this for a while, but uh I guess you'll refuse to accept me." Ron said.
"What?" Hermione stopped sobbing.
"I'm sorry for the way I acted last year during the ball last year." Ron sighed. "I was such a jerk about it."
"Oh." Hermione said.
"Will you uh...will you go the ball with me?" Ron said sincerely.
"Yes!" Hermione said quickly.
"Why were you crying?" Ron asked.
"Oh, well I thought you were asking Parvati to the ball." Hermione said sheepishly.
"No!" Ron cried.
"Oh." Hermione said. "I thought that you wouldn't want to because of last year and all..." Hermione trailed off. She looked into Ron's eyes and kissed him. Ron pulled away.
"What is it?" Hermione asked.
"I just thought of something." Ron said. "I know who Harry can take to the ball."
"Okay but worry about that later." Hermione said and kissed him again.
Cameron was right after all.