A/N: This is just a little Rant I came up with while re-reading Goblet of Fire…it was (mostly) written pre-Order of Phoenix, so there shouldn't be any spoilers. O.K. Read on! ("I"= Hermione, "you" =Ron)
Disclaimer: No matter how many times I wish on a star, I keep waking up in my body, and not JKR's…oh well, I'm taking chemistry this semester…that should make up for it…Hey! Don't look at me like that, I LIKE chemistry…No, the cutie sitting catty-corner from me has NOTHING to do with my liking Chem!!! Uh-hem, yeah.
He's 18 you bloody idiot! I'm 14. Of course I don't like him like that. He's sweet, yes, but he's not my type. My type is tall, and redheaded. And oblivious to the fact that he is my type. He knew I wasn't interested in him. He saw me roll my eyes every time he entered the library. He didn't want to hurt anyone's feelings, so I was his perfect choice for that bloody ball. He was the only one who had asked; if I had known you were going to I would have refused. If I'd known Neville was going to ask I would have said no. Bruised feet and all, I would have happily said no. But no one had asked, and I was a little worried I'd end up going alone, and that you wouldn't. So I said yes. I understood the terms; I went to the dance with him, no strings attached.
Then you did it; you messed up royally. "No you're not" you said, "you just said that to get rid of Neville." Ooh, I was ready to hex you into a girl.
"Oh, did I?" You can be a real prat when you want to. "Just because it's taken you three years to notice, Ron, doesn't mean no one else has spotted I'm a girl!" I was going to make you regret that. I was going to be the belle of the ball. I was going to make sure you never questioned that I was a girl again. I was going to make you wish that you hadn't used me as a last resort.
I did. I succeeded at making you unbelievably aware of my gender. In fact I unintentionally made every person in the great hall aware of it. Including my 'no strings attached' date. Oh, I admit I spent the night getting to know Viktor, and we talked about all kinds of things. I learned a lot about him. He really is a sweet boy. It wasn't until after the Second task, when he asked me to visit him in the summer that I realized I had somehow managed to captivate his heart.
I thought he'd get it. After the second task, when I was ignoring him, and celebrating with you and Harry. I really did think he'd get the point. But he didn't. (Maybe all boys are thick?) He believed Rita Skeeter, and thought Harry and I…thought Harry and I were dating! Hahahahaha! Yeah, I really seemed angry when Fleur kissed Harry. *Rolls eyes* um-hum.
Finally, when he took me aside at the train station I told him that I had really enjoyed his company, but after the return of Voldemort, I was sure visiting him in Bulgaria would be a bad idea. I also let it drop that I usually spent the end of summer vacation with "Ron and his family, " but I'd always wanted a pen pal. I thought he was going to hug me good-bye, so I stuck out my hand, and shook his. He got the point. You still have no clue.
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