Hi! Here's the next chapter! Ok, Ron goes back in the past so which Ron is which might get just a little confusing. So every time I'm talking about the Ron from the past I'll put this (p) next to his name. I hope that helps!
"Let me take you back to the first thing that brought you and Hermione together." Everything stopped spinning. Ron and the Angel were standing in the common room, right in front of Harry, Hermione, and… himself. What night was this?
"So—er—Hermione?" said (p) Ron glancing at Harry.
"Yes Ron?"
"Can I talk to you for a moment. Er—alone?"
"Oh gosh." Thought Ron. "Not this night." He didn't want to see this. "Oh sure Ron!" said Hermione.
Harry coughed. "Well I'm going to go to bed. G'night!" Harry took off upstairs, but lingered for a second to see what was happening. Ron wondered how many other times Harry had done that…
"So…" said Hermione nervously. "What did you want to talk about?" Ron (p) froze. Ron remembered what was going through his mind then. "Next time there's a ball, ask me first, and not as a last resort!"
"Don't do it!" Ron yelled. "Just don't!" But his past self took no notice. The Angel slightly laughed. "They can't hear you, Ron." So Ron was forced to sit and watch.
"Remember last years when you went to the ball with—"
"Oh stop rambling on, you stupid git, and get on with it!" The Angel glanced over at Ron. "What? He can't hear me!"
"What I'm trying to say is…is… will you go to the ball with me?" Hermione stared at (p) Ron.
"You mean it?" she said with a huge smile.
"Yeah." Said (p) Ron.
"Of course! I thought you'd never ask!" With that Hermione threw her arms around (p) Ron.
Ron looked away. "Change your mind yet?" ask the Angel.
"No."
"Shall we go then?"
The room swirled again and they were outside on the grounds. All the bushes were lit with fairies. "You brought me to the Yule Ball?!"
"Yes. It's quite sweet, the two of you."
"Great…"
Ron heard laughter and turned around. There he was with Hermione. She was laughing at something he had said. The two began chatting again. "It's starting to rain!" said Hermione. There was a crash of thunder and it began to pour. People ran inside and the fairies that once lit the bushes fled to find somewhere else to stay dry. Hermione and Ron began to laugh, though they weren't sure why.
"You look like an idiot." Ron mumbled to his past self. "Can't you stop staring into her eyes for one second?"
Hermione stopped laughing and noticed that Ron was staring at her. The two of them were dripping wet. "What?" she asked. "Ron?" Suddenly Ron learned in and kissed her, much to Hermione surprise.
This pained Ron to see. He wanted to leave." Can we go? Please! I really don't want to see anymore."
"Don't worry," said the Angel. "We're done here." Once again, the room swirled.
"Now where are we going?"
"To something that hasn't happened yet. A Hogwarts reunion, five years from now."