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Chapter 5
Ron Weasley marched into the road. He was absolutely livid and was unsure as to why. He hated Victor Krum, but like Hermione had said it was no excuse for the way he had reacted.
It was all very puzzling. It wasn't as though Hermione hadn't had boyfriends before. Ron stopped and sat down on a bench. All this thinking was difficult to do whilst in motion.
Ron thought back through Hermione's past boyfriends. With a start he realised he really hadn't liked any of them. But if it wasn't as if he hadn't had good reason to.
Ok, thought Ron. Let's think about this. There was Tom. Tom got mad just thinking about him. Tom had treated Hermione like his own private cook and wash maid. He never let her see the movies she wanted to see. He patronised her. He had stupid smelly friends who all lusted after Hermione like she was a piece of meat.
He was perfectly justified to hate that bloke. He was a definite git.
Ok so who was another one. Oh yeah, Kevin. Now Kevin, ugh he was just so. so.. Ron shuddered. Kevin was a fantastic cook. Kevin knew the details of Hogwarts a History in more detail than Hermione, and he didn't even attend the school! Kevin was possibly the cleverest bloke on the planet. Kevin was also his own greatest fan.
For god's sake, thought Ron. The guy didn't even like Quidditch. He didn't think it was "intellectually stimulating." How was Ron expected to like him?
Ron recited more names. David. Well there was nothing in particular wrong with him, there was just something about him Ron didn't like.
John. Now John really was a bastard. He was the worst of the lot. John was a horrible womaniser. Ron had caught him cheating on Hermione on her Birthday. Her Birthday!!!!! Ron had been quite impressed with the black eye he had landed on John that evening. The only trouble was that John gave as good as he got, and Ron had looked like a panda for several days afterwards.
Ron hadn't been too bothered though. He was glad he'd been able to inflict some kind of pain on someone who had hurt Hermione, even if in the end Ron had come off worse.
Peter. Peter was just wrong for Hermione. He had a gut feeling about it.
It didn't really occur to Ron that it was strange that he had never liked anyone Hermione had been involved with. Hermione obviously just chose terrible blokes, he reassured himself, and that bloody Victor was no exception. No exception at all.
Satisfied that he had cleared that one up, Ron stood up, suddenly able to multi-task again. He had better go to work; he thought it unlikely he could call in sick for the fourth time this month.
Throughout the day Ron continued to feel his blood boil over Victor Krum. The bloke was just so arrogant and conceited, what did Hermione see in him? "Get a grip Ron", he told himself firmly.
Hermione was feeling equally distracted all day. How dare Ron get so angry? For goodness sake, it wasn't as though she even liked Victor Krum as a person, let alone anything else. It seemed Victor was having a hard time getting this in his head, however. For some reason he believed Hermione to be madly in love with him. For his part he did seem to persevere, thought Hermione. He had been calling her all day and breaking into a rendition of, "I just called to say I love you," and "Don't you want me baby?" in a voice that could rival Ron's. She had nearly screamed, when upon turning on her computer, his head appeared as her screensaver, and the head yelled, "Hello Herm o ninny" whilst winking at her. It had been so disturbing she had turned off the computer in alarm.
Wherever did he get the idea that he was so irresistible to her? Thought Hermione. She would have thought he would have realised when she FELL ASLEEP that she had, well no interest in him at all. She just wished both he and Ron would realise it.
By 4.00pm Ron had had enough. There was no way he was going to get any work done, and there was no point even trying. He was bloody well going home. Stepping out of the building he breathed in. Freedom. Unfortunately he stepped into Victor Krum. Could this possibly get any worse?, thought Ron. Apparently it could.
"Ron Weasel!!!" Krum shouted.
"WEASLEY" retorted Ron.
"Yus." Krum looked pleased as he mistakenly interpreted Ron's anger for enthusiasm. "I hof been waiting for you..."
Why? Thought Ron. Please God tell me why?
"I vant speak you. It has been long since I see you. Last time you were thin, weak, red-haired little boy." Krum looked Ron up and down, "Now you are.you are.. Older."
Ron looked at him. This guy was truly unbelievable. Ron shot him what he hoped was a " you better watch your step" kind of a look. "I'm glad you picked up on that." Ron said through gritted teeth, trying to look menacing."
" So." Said Krum, "Is good I meet Herm o ninny again."
Ron felt that Krum meeting Hermione was the exact opposite of good.
"I understand she hof missed me. I am hard to forget." Krum laughed. A big, meaty "I'm a git" sort of laugh.
Ron was past pissed off now. He was into outraged. OUTRAGED
"Oh she's managed perfectly well." Hissed Ron.
"She is hot lady." He laughed horrible laugh again. "and vant me so much. It is," he confided in Ron, "all in her eyes."
It was at this moment that Ron decided that there was no one in the world he hated more than Victor Krum. No one. Ron had no idea why Krum was even sharing any of this with him. He guessed he just wanted someone to boast to about what a stud he was. Ron hated him with a passion. He couldn't take much more of this or he was going to smack him. Really, really smack him. "If I were you Victor I would watch your mouth. Don't you ever speak about Hermione like that to me ever again." Ron turned on his heel and walked away.
Ron walked into his house and smacked his head against the wall. There was really something very odd happening to him and he had no idea what it was. He had always leapt to Hermione's defence, it had become second nature to him. But somehow with Victor Krum, it was just- he just couldn't stand the thought of them. Together. He had never really felt threatened by anyone Hermione was interested in before. Threatened that they would come between their friendship that is. Not anything else. Hermione had always been the most important girl in his life. Girlfriends never seemed to come close really. It wasn't that he was attracted to Hermione, of course not, it was just that they spent so much time together. They were best friends. They'd grown up together. No one else really seemed to be able to compete with that- how could they with all that history?
He was snapped out of his thoughts by the woman herself bursting in the flat, struggling for breath. "Ron," she gasped, " I know you don't like me very much right now- but you have to know that there isn't and never will be anything between me and Victor."
Ron was about to argue when,
"And you may still be mad, that's fine, but you have to help me!!!!!!!" she pleaded.
"What?" asked a puzzled Ron.
"Victor thinks he and I are, well, a couple and is trying to find me to take me out. He won't take no for an answer Ron, he thinks I'm, "playing hard to get!!! Please Ron, I can't take another evening in his company!!"
Ron grinned at her, "and what, Hermione am I supposed to do about this?"
"What do you think? She yelled. "Hide me!!!!! I'm sure he's followed me here and you have to pretend I'm not here. Please Ron!!!!"
With that the doorbell rang and Hermione yelped, and ran to hide in the kitchen making beseeching gestures to Ron.
Ron opened the door with a flourish, and opened it to a confident looking Victor. Feeling much better now knowing that Hermione really didn't return Victor's feelings, he was more prepared to be charitable to him. Well, he wouldn't punch him. He still didn't like the guy.
"Is Herm o ninny here?" asked Victor, his eyes searching the house.
"No." said Ron innocently. Suddenly his brain thought up a mean and evil plan. His dislike for Victor was to be put on hold to torture dear Hermione.
"But, would you like to come in?" He heard Hermione squeak. "I'm really sorry about before Victor, no hard feelings? You see I think Hermione said she might pop over and I'm sure she'd love to see you!!!"
"I'm sure she would." Replied Victor. "I come in."
So in came Victor. "Would you like a cup of tea Victor?" Ron asked, grinning evilly at the horrified form of Hermione in the kitchen. She ran into the toilet before Victor could come in.
"Yus. But first, may I use the, the."
"Toilet?" Ron asked helpfully.
"Yus." Said Victor.
"I'll show you where it is." Said Ron, sticking his tongue out at Hermione as she surreptitiously crept out.
While Victor was in the loo, Hermione mouthed, "I hate you, I hate you" at Ron, who blew kisses at her in between mouthing, "What? What? Sorry Hermione I can't understand you!"
As Victor came out of the loo, Hermione ran to hide again. Ron smiled sweetly at him and said, loudly enough for Hermione to hear, "Tell you what Victor, while you're her why don't I give you the grand tour of Chez Weasley?"
"oh.yus, ok" agreed Victor. Every room Hermione was in Ron would gleefully swing the door open of, proclaiming loudly, "the study", or "the living room," while Hermione had to slyly dash from one to the other, all the time swearing at Ron.
She ran into Ron's room, and hearing his cheerful voice fast approaching, she dived under the covers of his bed, trying to look like a pillow shaped object. Seeing this, Ron finally decided to stop, but not before shouting. "My room, my bed. As you will notice the sheets are."
Hermione prepared herself. Her cover was quite literally going to be blown.
"....dirty." Ron smiled at Victor. Shall we go downstairs?
As their footsteps became muffled, Hermione breathed a sigh of relief. They had gone. Bloody Ron!!!!
Downstairs, Ron turned to Victor and said, "You know what, I'm terribly sorry but I don't think Hermione's going to come. Bad luck!!" Ron shepherded him out of the house, "Bye Bye now!!!!" ignoring Victor's cries of,
"Tell Hermione I come to see her."
Running up the stairs two at a time, Ron crept into his room and pulled the duvet off his bed to reveal a very pissed off Hermione. He looked from her to the bed, and back to her again, and said, "anything you want to tell me Hemione?"
Hermione yelled in outrage, grabbed a pillow and smashed it on top of Ron's head. "You arsehole!!!" she cried, "You complete and utter bastard!!!!" before bursting into fits of laughter as Ron made a fast exit. Hermione leapt from the bed, crying, "I'm going to get you Ron Weasley- you've really done it this time!!!!" as he screamed, "NOOOOOO!!!! Please Hermione, have mercy!!!"
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Chapter 5
Ron Weasley marched into the road. He was absolutely livid and was unsure as to why. He hated Victor Krum, but like Hermione had said it was no excuse for the way he had reacted.
It was all very puzzling. It wasn't as though Hermione hadn't had boyfriends before. Ron stopped and sat down on a bench. All this thinking was difficult to do whilst in motion.
Ron thought back through Hermione's past boyfriends. With a start he realised he really hadn't liked any of them. But if it wasn't as if he hadn't had good reason to.
Ok, thought Ron. Let's think about this. There was Tom. Tom got mad just thinking about him. Tom had treated Hermione like his own private cook and wash maid. He never let her see the movies she wanted to see. He patronised her. He had stupid smelly friends who all lusted after Hermione like she was a piece of meat.
He was perfectly justified to hate that bloke. He was a definite git.
Ok so who was another one. Oh yeah, Kevin. Now Kevin, ugh he was just so. so.. Ron shuddered. Kevin was a fantastic cook. Kevin knew the details of Hogwarts a History in more detail than Hermione, and he didn't even attend the school! Kevin was possibly the cleverest bloke on the planet. Kevin was also his own greatest fan.
For god's sake, thought Ron. The guy didn't even like Quidditch. He didn't think it was "intellectually stimulating." How was Ron expected to like him?
Ron recited more names. David. Well there was nothing in particular wrong with him, there was just something about him Ron didn't like.
John. Now John really was a bastard. He was the worst of the lot. John was a horrible womaniser. Ron had caught him cheating on Hermione on her Birthday. Her Birthday!!!!! Ron had been quite impressed with the black eye he had landed on John that evening. The only trouble was that John gave as good as he got, and Ron had looked like a panda for several days afterwards.
Ron hadn't been too bothered though. He was glad he'd been able to inflict some kind of pain on someone who had hurt Hermione, even if in the end Ron had come off worse.
Peter. Peter was just wrong for Hermione. He had a gut feeling about it.
It didn't really occur to Ron that it was strange that he had never liked anyone Hermione had been involved with. Hermione obviously just chose terrible blokes, he reassured himself, and that bloody Victor was no exception. No exception at all.
Satisfied that he had cleared that one up, Ron stood up, suddenly able to multi-task again. He had better go to work; he thought it unlikely he could call in sick for the fourth time this month.
Throughout the day Ron continued to feel his blood boil over Victor Krum. The bloke was just so arrogant and conceited, what did Hermione see in him? "Get a grip Ron", he told himself firmly.
Hermione was feeling equally distracted all day. How dare Ron get so angry? For goodness sake, it wasn't as though she even liked Victor Krum as a person, let alone anything else. It seemed Victor was having a hard time getting this in his head, however. For some reason he believed Hermione to be madly in love with him. For his part he did seem to persevere, thought Hermione. He had been calling her all day and breaking into a rendition of, "I just called to say I love you," and "Don't you want me baby?" in a voice that could rival Ron's. She had nearly screamed, when upon turning on her computer, his head appeared as her screensaver, and the head yelled, "Hello Herm o ninny" whilst winking at her. It had been so disturbing she had turned off the computer in alarm.
Wherever did he get the idea that he was so irresistible to her? Thought Hermione. She would have thought he would have realised when she FELL ASLEEP that she had, well no interest in him at all. She just wished both he and Ron would realise it.
By 4.00pm Ron had had enough. There was no way he was going to get any work done, and there was no point even trying. He was bloody well going home. Stepping out of the building he breathed in. Freedom. Unfortunately he stepped into Victor Krum. Could this possibly get any worse?, thought Ron. Apparently it could.
"Ron Weasel!!!" Krum shouted.
"WEASLEY" retorted Ron.
"Yus." Krum looked pleased as he mistakenly interpreted Ron's anger for enthusiasm. "I hof been waiting for you..."
Why? Thought Ron. Please God tell me why?
"I vant speak you. It has been long since I see you. Last time you were thin, weak, red-haired little boy." Krum looked Ron up and down, "Now you are.you are.. Older."
Ron looked at him. This guy was truly unbelievable. Ron shot him what he hoped was a " you better watch your step" kind of a look. "I'm glad you picked up on that." Ron said through gritted teeth, trying to look menacing."
" So." Said Krum, "Is good I meet Herm o ninny again."
Ron felt that Krum meeting Hermione was the exact opposite of good.
"I understand she hof missed me. I am hard to forget." Krum laughed. A big, meaty "I'm a git" sort of laugh.
Ron was past pissed off now. He was into outraged. OUTRAGED
"Oh she's managed perfectly well." Hissed Ron.
"She is hot lady." He laughed horrible laugh again. "and vant me so much. It is," he confided in Ron, "all in her eyes."
It was at this moment that Ron decided that there was no one in the world he hated more than Victor Krum. No one. Ron had no idea why Krum was even sharing any of this with him. He guessed he just wanted someone to boast to about what a stud he was. Ron hated him with a passion. He couldn't take much more of this or he was going to smack him. Really, really smack him. "If I were you Victor I would watch your mouth. Don't you ever speak about Hermione like that to me ever again." Ron turned on his heel and walked away.
Ron walked into his house and smacked his head against the wall. There was really something very odd happening to him and he had no idea what it was. He had always leapt to Hermione's defence, it had become second nature to him. But somehow with Victor Krum, it was just- he just couldn't stand the thought of them. Together. He had never really felt threatened by anyone Hermione was interested in before. Threatened that they would come between their friendship that is. Not anything else. Hermione had always been the most important girl in his life. Girlfriends never seemed to come close really. It wasn't that he was attracted to Hermione, of course not, it was just that they spent so much time together. They were best friends. They'd grown up together. No one else really seemed to be able to compete with that- how could they with all that history?
He was snapped out of his thoughts by the woman herself bursting in the flat, struggling for breath. "Ron," she gasped, " I know you don't like me very much right now- but you have to know that there isn't and never will be anything between me and Victor."
Ron was about to argue when,
"And you may still be mad, that's fine, but you have to help me!!!!!!!" she pleaded.
"What?" asked a puzzled Ron.
"Victor thinks he and I are, well, a couple and is trying to find me to take me out. He won't take no for an answer Ron, he thinks I'm, "playing hard to get!!! Please Ron, I can't take another evening in his company!!"
Ron grinned at her, "and what, Hermione am I supposed to do about this?"
"What do you think? She yelled. "Hide me!!!!! I'm sure he's followed me here and you have to pretend I'm not here. Please Ron!!!!"
With that the doorbell rang and Hermione yelped, and ran to hide in the kitchen making beseeching gestures to Ron.
Ron opened the door with a flourish, and opened it to a confident looking Victor. Feeling much better now knowing that Hermione really didn't return Victor's feelings, he was more prepared to be charitable to him. Well, he wouldn't punch him. He still didn't like the guy.
"Is Herm o ninny here?" asked Victor, his eyes searching the house.
"No." said Ron innocently. Suddenly his brain thought up a mean and evil plan. His dislike for Victor was to be put on hold to torture dear Hermione.
"But, would you like to come in?" He heard Hermione squeak. "I'm really sorry about before Victor, no hard feelings? You see I think Hermione said she might pop over and I'm sure she'd love to see you!!!"
"I'm sure she would." Replied Victor. "I come in."
So in came Victor. "Would you like a cup of tea Victor?" Ron asked, grinning evilly at the horrified form of Hermione in the kitchen. She ran into the toilet before Victor could come in.
"Yus. But first, may I use the, the."
"Toilet?" Ron asked helpfully.
"Yus." Said Victor.
"I'll show you where it is." Said Ron, sticking his tongue out at Hermione as she surreptitiously crept out.
While Victor was in the loo, Hermione mouthed, "I hate you, I hate you" at Ron, who blew kisses at her in between mouthing, "What? What? Sorry Hermione I can't understand you!"
As Victor came out of the loo, Hermione ran to hide again. Ron smiled sweetly at him and said, loudly enough for Hermione to hear, "Tell you what Victor, while you're her why don't I give you the grand tour of Chez Weasley?"
"oh.yus, ok" agreed Victor. Every room Hermione was in Ron would gleefully swing the door open of, proclaiming loudly, "the study", or "the living room," while Hermione had to slyly dash from one to the other, all the time swearing at Ron.
She ran into Ron's room, and hearing his cheerful voice fast approaching, she dived under the covers of his bed, trying to look like a pillow shaped object. Seeing this, Ron finally decided to stop, but not before shouting. "My room, my bed. As you will notice the sheets are."
Hermione prepared herself. Her cover was quite literally going to be blown.
"....dirty." Ron smiled at Victor. Shall we go downstairs?
As their footsteps became muffled, Hermione breathed a sigh of relief. They had gone. Bloody Ron!!!!
Downstairs, Ron turned to Victor and said, "You know what, I'm terribly sorry but I don't think Hermione's going to come. Bad luck!!" Ron shepherded him out of the house, "Bye Bye now!!!!" ignoring Victor's cries of,
"Tell Hermione I come to see her."
Running up the stairs two at a time, Ron crept into his room and pulled the duvet off his bed to reveal a very pissed off Hermione. He looked from her to the bed, and back to her again, and said, "anything you want to tell me Hemione?"
Hermione yelled in outrage, grabbed a pillow and smashed it on top of Ron's head. "You arsehole!!!" she cried, "You complete and utter bastard!!!!" before bursting into fits of laughter as Ron made a fast exit. Hermione leapt from the bed, crying, "I'm going to get you Ron Weasley- you've really done it this time!!!!" as he screamed, "NOOOOOO!!!! Please Hermione, have mercy!!!"
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