SO they went down to breakfast. When they got there however, Draco had to
redirect Ron. Ron had started to walk to the Gryffindor table. When Ron had
finally gotten to his correct table, he was surrounded by the people who
were his very enemies. Everyone was laughing and talking to him. Everyone
had seemed to like him.
He had just been in the middle of telling his new found friends about new
Quidditch moves, when he caught a glimpse of the Gryffindor table. Sitting
all alone was Hermione. She had nobody surrounding her, but her piles of
books. Her hair wasn't sleek and straight anymore, but fluffy again. She
looked absolutely horrible; she looked absolutely lonely.
Ron wanted so badly to get up and comfort her; like it had been in the old
days. He looked down his table, and saw a group of girls huddled together,
and snickering and pointing in Hermione's direction. Then one of them got
up. She was a tall and pale girl, with black hair and black eyes. She
walked behind Hermione, and knocked all of her books onto the floor, she
scattered all of her papers. The girl gave Hermione an evil look and told
her she was terribly sorry. Then Ron lost it. He got up and walked over to
the mean girl.
"What gives you the right? What did she do to you?" Ron didn't even wait for an answer. He walked up to Hermione and started helping her pick her things up. "I'm really sorry for their behavior." Ron told her. She looked up at him. Tears were streaming down her face. She gave him a slight smile. "Thanks. I don't believe we have met; not personally anyways. My name is Hermione Granger." She said, wiping her face. "Ron Weasley. I knew you were Hermione. How could I ever forget about someone as pretty and as smart as you?" He said. He was amazed that he even said it. Maybe this life had given him new found courage. By now, Hermione was blushing terribly. "Thank you. Well I've got to get going. I have to study. Thanks again for helping me." She said while gathering her things. She quickly ran out of the hall. Ron watched after her. Suddenly, a hand gripped the back of his cloak. "What was that Weasley? Got a new girl friend have you?" It was Draco, and he didn't look to happy. Ron gave him a mean look. "Perhaps your bloody Mum was right. Perhaps you did belong in Gryffindor." He said, and let go of his cloak. He stormed out of the hall as well. Ron wanted to laugh so hard, but all he did was smile. It had been a very hectic day, and it hadn't even hardly begun.
The next thing he knew, he had wondered into the Quidditch stadium. He was being yelled at by his whole team. They were telling him he was a disgrace to the Slytherin name. He laughed, and told them he wanted to start practice. Everyone was in horrible spirits, and only twenty minutes into practice, everyone had already started fighting. Ron called the whole thing off, and went back into the castle.
He would have went to his dorm, had he remembered where it was. He decided that he would go to the entrance hall, and just wait until a Slytherin walked by, then he would follow them. However, it was not a Slytherin that walked by first. It was Hermione. "Hey! Hermione! What's up? Are you going back to the Common Room to study?" Ron blurted out as she passed by. Hermione just gave him and odd look but stopped walking. "How would you know that?" She asked him. "Its what you always do on Saturdays." Ron told her. She gave him another weird look. "How would you know anything about me? We just met today. Have you been following me?" She was now giving him a very puzzled expression. Ron suddenly remembered where he was. He had messed up, and now Hermione was going to thing he was crazy. He blushed terribly. "No, I just thought that's what you did. I mean, you would have had to study every Saturday in order to get the grades you get." He smiled; he had saved himself. "Okay. So what are you doing today?" She asked him, as she tried to disregard his former oddities. "I was just going to go back to my Common Room. I wasn't really going to do anything. Hey, how about you and I go on a walk around the lake?" He asked her, and smiled. This was an alter universe, but hopefully Hermione still enjoyed long walks. He looked up at her face, and he saw that she was blushing madly. "Oh.Okay. Lets go then." She tried to put on her best smile. So they walked out of the castle, and onto the grounds. Ron decided, that as they walked he would tell her stories. Not stories he made up however, stories that had happened in his life.
"What gives you the right? What did she do to you?" Ron didn't even wait for an answer. He walked up to Hermione and started helping her pick her things up. "I'm really sorry for their behavior." Ron told her. She looked up at him. Tears were streaming down her face. She gave him a slight smile. "Thanks. I don't believe we have met; not personally anyways. My name is Hermione Granger." She said, wiping her face. "Ron Weasley. I knew you were Hermione. How could I ever forget about someone as pretty and as smart as you?" He said. He was amazed that he even said it. Maybe this life had given him new found courage. By now, Hermione was blushing terribly. "Thank you. Well I've got to get going. I have to study. Thanks again for helping me." She said while gathering her things. She quickly ran out of the hall. Ron watched after her. Suddenly, a hand gripped the back of his cloak. "What was that Weasley? Got a new girl friend have you?" It was Draco, and he didn't look to happy. Ron gave him a mean look. "Perhaps your bloody Mum was right. Perhaps you did belong in Gryffindor." He said, and let go of his cloak. He stormed out of the hall as well. Ron wanted to laugh so hard, but all he did was smile. It had been a very hectic day, and it hadn't even hardly begun.
The next thing he knew, he had wondered into the Quidditch stadium. He was being yelled at by his whole team. They were telling him he was a disgrace to the Slytherin name. He laughed, and told them he wanted to start practice. Everyone was in horrible spirits, and only twenty minutes into practice, everyone had already started fighting. Ron called the whole thing off, and went back into the castle.
He would have went to his dorm, had he remembered where it was. He decided that he would go to the entrance hall, and just wait until a Slytherin walked by, then he would follow them. However, it was not a Slytherin that walked by first. It was Hermione. "Hey! Hermione! What's up? Are you going back to the Common Room to study?" Ron blurted out as she passed by. Hermione just gave him and odd look but stopped walking. "How would you know that?" She asked him. "Its what you always do on Saturdays." Ron told her. She gave him another weird look. "How would you know anything about me? We just met today. Have you been following me?" She was now giving him a very puzzled expression. Ron suddenly remembered where he was. He had messed up, and now Hermione was going to thing he was crazy. He blushed terribly. "No, I just thought that's what you did. I mean, you would have had to study every Saturday in order to get the grades you get." He smiled; he had saved himself. "Okay. So what are you doing today?" She asked him, as she tried to disregard his former oddities. "I was just going to go back to my Common Room. I wasn't really going to do anything. Hey, how about you and I go on a walk around the lake?" He asked her, and smiled. This was an alter universe, but hopefully Hermione still enjoyed long walks. He looked up at her face, and he saw that she was blushing madly. "Oh.Okay. Lets go then." She tried to put on her best smile. So they walked out of the castle, and onto the grounds. Ron decided, that as they walked he would tell her stories. Not stories he made up however, stories that had happened in his life.