Scene #2
"Hey Harry." Said Ron as he sat across him after his detention. "Where's Hermione?"
"She went up to her dormitory a few minutes ago."
"Why?"
Harry stared Ron. "How am I supposed to know, Ron? She muttered something about her hair getting sticky after she dunked them into the Remembering Potion." Harry answered distractedly, scribbling an answer on his piece of parchment.
"Hmmm." Ron answered and got out his homework too. "So, who are you going to the ball with?"
"Hermione. I asked her a few minutes back."
"What? You are going with Hermione?" Ron repeated shocked.
"Yeah, why?"
"Well, you know.why d'you ask her?"
"Because I was too chicken to ask a certain someone?" He grinned sheepishly.
Ron laughed.
Then he said, "But you only asked because of that, right? Not because you wanted to, or anything like that, right?" he looked a bit uncomfortable.
"What's that mean?" Harry asked.
"I mean, you don't have anything toward her, like, have any feelings for her."
Harry started laughing. "Are you okay Ron? What're you saying? Why would I have any feelings for Hermione?"
Ron laughed weakly. "Yeah, I.guess it was kind of stupid."
"It was." Harry assured him.
Ron shrugged as if saying, 'well, what can I do?'
"So, I guess it's best friend and best friend."
"Yes, that's what Hermione pointed out."
"Did you talk to her for long?" Ron asked, looking uncomfortable again.
"Haven't you learned by experience that you can never talk to Hermione when she's doing work?"
Ron and Harry laughed. Then got back to their homework as usual.
"Hey Harry." Said Ron as he sat across him after his detention. "Where's Hermione?"
"She went up to her dormitory a few minutes ago."
"Why?"
Harry stared Ron. "How am I supposed to know, Ron? She muttered something about her hair getting sticky after she dunked them into the Remembering Potion." Harry answered distractedly, scribbling an answer on his piece of parchment.
"Hmmm." Ron answered and got out his homework too. "So, who are you going to the ball with?"
"Hermione. I asked her a few minutes back."
"What? You are going with Hermione?" Ron repeated shocked.
"Yeah, why?"
"Well, you know.why d'you ask her?"
"Because I was too chicken to ask a certain someone?" He grinned sheepishly.
Ron laughed.
Then he said, "But you only asked because of that, right? Not because you wanted to, or anything like that, right?" he looked a bit uncomfortable.
"What's that mean?" Harry asked.
"I mean, you don't have anything toward her, like, have any feelings for her."
Harry started laughing. "Are you okay Ron? What're you saying? Why would I have any feelings for Hermione?"
Ron laughed weakly. "Yeah, I.guess it was kind of stupid."
"It was." Harry assured him.
Ron shrugged as if saying, 'well, what can I do?'
"So, I guess it's best friend and best friend."
"Yes, that's what Hermione pointed out."
"Did you talk to her for long?" Ron asked, looking uncomfortable again.
"Haven't you learned by experience that you can never talk to Hermione when she's doing work?"
Ron and Harry laughed. Then got back to their homework as usual.