Chapter 3
The following are conversations had between 5th year Ronald Weasley, and Neville's pet frog Trevor.
What is this feeling? I've never felt this way before. Not about anyone. Certainly not about a GIRL.!
"Oh Trevor. You certainly seem to hang around here a lot. Why aren't you off
with Neville? . . Oh, is that so? Hm, I think I can understand that. This year
has been getting so confusing...I mean. last year at the Yule Ball, with Krum.
oh boy.. Why am I even talking to you, Trevor? Your just a stupid frog. sorry.
but you can't even talk back. hey. maybe. I mean, if you can't talk back you
can't give advice.or nag. yeah. I guess you could be a good person- erm,
frog, to talk to. Where to start?
Hermione. I think I like her, to tell you the truth. I mean, I guess I always knew
she was a girl, but I never really realized that she was a girl. does that make
any sence?. Phoo.." he exhaled, his cheeks turning a bit pinkish,
"and to see her in t hose robes last year, with her hair all straight and fixed nice.
the only women I'm really used to being around besides her are my mum and
Gin. and Gin, well, she can hardly be called a woman at her age. She still goes
'round blushing when she hears Harry's name, I mean. well, that's besides the
point, isn't it, Trevor?" Ron looks at the frog, sitting on the floor, as if expecting an
answer, but Trevor only blinks.
Ron sighs,
"What was I thinking, you can't really offer me any advice. oh, but Hermione. I
don't want to seem all sappy, but I just don't know what the HECK is going on
with me!!! I know it can't be love, I don't even want to think about that.RRGH!"
he grunts, impatiently, then continues,
"and do you know what makes me mad? What happened today? No, of course
you don't Trevor. but I'll tell you. Hermione was telling us about what that
completely horrible stupid GIT Malfoy said to her in the hallway. I was furious, but
of course, couldn't THINK of the right words to say. and of course Harry, being
so utterly perrrfect, knew just what to say, and do, and gave her a hug! Now what
do you think of THAT!?" Ron turns to face the frog, fooling himself into thinking
that he (Trevor) has a look of shock upon his face.
"I KNOW!" he exclaimed.
"ExACTLY what I was thinking.oh, bloody hell! I hear someone coming up the
stairs now. Now shoo! I can't continue talking to you, or they'll think I'm really
loony!"
Up the stairs trudged Neville, just as Ron finished his conversation with Trevor.
"Hullo?" called Neville Longbottom.
"H-Hello Neville, everything alright? Its me, Ron" he replied.
"Is it just you up there Ron?"
"Yup, just me."
"Really? I could have sworn I heard voices." said Neville, shaking his head, and looking thoroughly disturbed and perplexed. "Say, have you seen Trevor anywhere? He's been off missing all day." "Oh, yeah, as a matter of fact, here he is. Wonder how long he's been there." Ron chuckled nervously, as he watched Trevor hop back into Neville's open arms.
"Yeah, Thanks Ron, I'd best be off though. can't really remember what class we have next."
"Charms." Ron said.
"Oh,..oh, um.. thanks Ron." Neville said, stumbling back down the stairs. "See you there.." his voice died off.
Anytime Neville.anytime. Ron said to himself. relieved that his secrets were still safe.
The following are conversations had between 5th year Ronald Weasley, and Neville's pet frog Trevor.
What is this feeling? I've never felt this way before. Not about anyone. Certainly not about a GIRL.!
"Oh Trevor. You certainly seem to hang around here a lot. Why aren't you off
with Neville? . . Oh, is that so? Hm, I think I can understand that. This year
has been getting so confusing...I mean. last year at the Yule Ball, with Krum.
oh boy.. Why am I even talking to you, Trevor? Your just a stupid frog. sorry.
but you can't even talk back. hey. maybe. I mean, if you can't talk back you
can't give advice.or nag. yeah. I guess you could be a good person- erm,
frog, to talk to. Where to start?
Hermione. I think I like her, to tell you the truth. I mean, I guess I always knew
she was a girl, but I never really realized that she was a girl. does that make
any sence?. Phoo.." he exhaled, his cheeks turning a bit pinkish,
"and to see her in t hose robes last year, with her hair all straight and fixed nice.
the only women I'm really used to being around besides her are my mum and
Gin. and Gin, well, she can hardly be called a woman at her age. She still goes
'round blushing when she hears Harry's name, I mean. well, that's besides the
point, isn't it, Trevor?" Ron looks at the frog, sitting on the floor, as if expecting an
answer, but Trevor only blinks.
Ron sighs,
"What was I thinking, you can't really offer me any advice. oh, but Hermione. I
don't want to seem all sappy, but I just don't know what the HECK is going on
with me!!! I know it can't be love, I don't even want to think about that.RRGH!"
he grunts, impatiently, then continues,
"and do you know what makes me mad? What happened today? No, of course
you don't Trevor. but I'll tell you. Hermione was telling us about what that
completely horrible stupid GIT Malfoy said to her in the hallway. I was furious, but
of course, couldn't THINK of the right words to say. and of course Harry, being
so utterly perrrfect, knew just what to say, and do, and gave her a hug! Now what
do you think of THAT!?" Ron turns to face the frog, fooling himself into thinking
that he (Trevor) has a look of shock upon his face.
"I KNOW!" he exclaimed.
"ExACTLY what I was thinking.oh, bloody hell! I hear someone coming up the
stairs now. Now shoo! I can't continue talking to you, or they'll think I'm really
loony!"
Up the stairs trudged Neville, just as Ron finished his conversation with Trevor.
"Hullo?" called Neville Longbottom.
"H-Hello Neville, everything alright? Its me, Ron" he replied.
"Is it just you up there Ron?"
"Yup, just me."
"Really? I could have sworn I heard voices." said Neville, shaking his head, and looking thoroughly disturbed and perplexed. "Say, have you seen Trevor anywhere? He's been off missing all day." "Oh, yeah, as a matter of fact, here he is. Wonder how long he's been there." Ron chuckled nervously, as he watched Trevor hop back into Neville's open arms.
"Yeah, Thanks Ron, I'd best be off though. can't really remember what class we have next."
"Charms." Ron said.
"Oh,..oh, um.. thanks Ron." Neville said, stumbling back down the stairs. "See you there.." his voice died off.
Anytime Neville.anytime. Ron said to himself. relieved that his secrets were still safe.
