Ron struggled against the crowd, trying to reach Hermione so he could talk to her about how come she was mad at him.. He shoved people to the side, calling Hermione's name but just then a rather hungry student knocked him to the ground and he knew any attempt to get up would be futile. He waited out the crowd and tripped some people in some good fun, especially if they decided to step on his face.
When everyone was finally sitting on the benches and enjoying their breakfast, he rose and dusted off his robes, looking around for Hermione. She was nowhere to be seen. He quickly ran out to the hallway to see if she was there, but there was no sign of her anywhere. He grudgingly trudged back into the Great Hall and sat down with a sigh beside Harry.
Harry looked at him with confusion on his face.
"What's wrong with you, mate? You seem down about something."
"Nothing, Harry. Nothing at all. It's useless anyway."
Harry shrugged and dug into his eggs. They finished eating in silence and then got up and walked to their common room. Classes were cancelled due to a foot of snow that had fallen overnight. Fred and George ran up to their dormitories once they had finished breakfast and got bundled up in warm clothes. After they had returned downstairs, they gathered up Harry, Ginny, Ron, Hermione, Lee, and some other Gryffindors to go have a snow fight. Ron looked at Hermione, all bundled up and smiled slightly at the sight of her tiny frame looking bulky in all the layers she had on.
Unfortunately, his moment of observing Hermione cost him dearly, for right at that second, a snowball hit him right in the face. His eyes popped out and his mouth hung open as the thrower- Fred- laughed uproariously.
"Pay attention next time Ronnikons and stop ogling Hermy!" he said teasingly, beginning to run as Ron got up and began to chase him, trying not to trip over his feet. Everyone laughed, Hermione rather red although Ron didn't know if it was from the rough breeze or from something elseā¦
