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The next morning, things didn't get any better for Hermione. She slept through her alarm clock and was running a bit late; due to the late studying she had done last night. She hoped seeing Harry and more importantly Ron would cheer her up, even though they had been acting quite strange, recently, Ron, especially.
Hermione and Ron had been dating since mid- fifth year and they had gotten along well enough, for them anyways. They continued fighting, as usual but it was more teasing than actual fighting, they had actually grown close, but lately Ron seemed distant. Him and Harry both seemed like they were hiding something, she just hoped she could figure it out before it drove her crazy, or worse it got them into trouble.
"Good morning Ron, Harry" Hermione greeted them as they walked down the stairs from the boy's dormitory, they certainly didn't look happy. Harry kept shooting glances between Ron and her.
"Oh, h-hey 'Mione" Ron said looking shifty. **Yes, something is definitely going on around here**, Hermione thought
"Ron, what's going on, you've been acting very odd as of late, you too Harry, are you hiding something?" she asked them both
Hermione looked at them both with her piercing stare but they just shook their heads and Harry said "nothing"
"Lets just go to the Great Hall, I'm starving" said Ron, not in his usual enthusiastic voice that he got when he was speaking about food, he looked almost guilty, like he was dreading something. **I'll figure out what they're up to, no doubt about that**, she thought to herself
"Alright" Hermione muttered and then walked out of the portrait, pausing, to wait for them to catch up.
At the Great Hall, Dumbledore was getting ready to make an announcement.
"Hurry up you two, I don't want to miss this!" she practically shrieked.
Hermione hastily found a seat and motioned for them to hurry up and sit down. They listened as Dumbledore spoke.
"Attention everyone!" he said and continued once everyone quieted down. "This year we're going to have 2 Balls." Groans, excited whispers and squeals were heard all around "The first one is to be this Christmas and Hogsmeade weekends will be more frequent as the Ball approaches, there will be more information posted in your common rooms. Now, tuck in!" Then Dumbledore sat down.
Hermione looked over at Ron who was looking back her with an even more guilty expression on his face. Then, he turned and looked at the approaching Lavender with a wary expression. Lavender sat down next to Ron and they whispered to each other for a few moments and then Lavender smiled. They both turned to look at Hermione.
"Ron, what's going on? I know something is going on and I demand to know at once!" Hermione yelled at him.
"Well, you see Hermione, I-well- Lavender and I are going to the ball together" Ron said and then looked down at his plate
**It all made sense now. The shifty looks, the guilty expressions, how he and Harry always skirted around my questions. Wait a minute, this must have been going on for a while now, and Harry knew! ** Hermione felt tears welling up in her eyes but she didn't want to let them fall so she hastily rubbed by eyes.
"How long has this been going on? And Harry, you knew! Why didn't you tell me?" Hermione asked as she stared at them. None of them said a word except for Ron.
"Mione, listen-" she cut him off
"Don't call me 'Mione" Hermione knew her voice sounded harsh, but right now she just didn't care. And with that, she stalked out of the Great Hall without another word.
The next morning, things didn't get any better for Hermione. She slept through her alarm clock and was running a bit late; due to the late studying she had done last night. She hoped seeing Harry and more importantly Ron would cheer her up, even though they had been acting quite strange, recently, Ron, especially.
Hermione and Ron had been dating since mid- fifth year and they had gotten along well enough, for them anyways. They continued fighting, as usual but it was more teasing than actual fighting, they had actually grown close, but lately Ron seemed distant. Him and Harry both seemed like they were hiding something, she just hoped she could figure it out before it drove her crazy, or worse it got them into trouble.
"Good morning Ron, Harry" Hermione greeted them as they walked down the stairs from the boy's dormitory, they certainly didn't look happy. Harry kept shooting glances between Ron and her.
"Oh, h-hey 'Mione" Ron said looking shifty. **Yes, something is definitely going on around here**, Hermione thought
"Ron, what's going on, you've been acting very odd as of late, you too Harry, are you hiding something?" she asked them both
Hermione looked at them both with her piercing stare but they just shook their heads and Harry said "nothing"
"Lets just go to the Great Hall, I'm starving" said Ron, not in his usual enthusiastic voice that he got when he was speaking about food, he looked almost guilty, like he was dreading something. **I'll figure out what they're up to, no doubt about that**, she thought to herself
"Alright" Hermione muttered and then walked out of the portrait, pausing, to wait for them to catch up.
At the Great Hall, Dumbledore was getting ready to make an announcement.
"Hurry up you two, I don't want to miss this!" she practically shrieked.
Hermione hastily found a seat and motioned for them to hurry up and sit down. They listened as Dumbledore spoke.
"Attention everyone!" he said and continued once everyone quieted down. "This year we're going to have 2 Balls." Groans, excited whispers and squeals were heard all around "The first one is to be this Christmas and Hogsmeade weekends will be more frequent as the Ball approaches, there will be more information posted in your common rooms. Now, tuck in!" Then Dumbledore sat down.
Hermione looked over at Ron who was looking back her with an even more guilty expression on his face. Then, he turned and looked at the approaching Lavender with a wary expression. Lavender sat down next to Ron and they whispered to each other for a few moments and then Lavender smiled. They both turned to look at Hermione.
"Ron, what's going on? I know something is going on and I demand to know at once!" Hermione yelled at him.
"Well, you see Hermione, I-well- Lavender and I are going to the ball together" Ron said and then looked down at his plate
**It all made sense now. The shifty looks, the guilty expressions, how he and Harry always skirted around my questions. Wait a minute, this must have been going on for a while now, and Harry knew! ** Hermione felt tears welling up in her eyes but she didn't want to let them fall so she hastily rubbed by eyes.
"How long has this been going on? And Harry, you knew! Why didn't you tell me?" Hermione asked as she stared at them. None of them said a word except for Ron.
"Mione, listen-" she cut him off
"Don't call me 'Mione" Hermione knew her voice sounded harsh, but right now she just didn't care. And with that, she stalked out of the Great Hall without another word.
