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Chapter 6 - A Long Awaited Question
The Entrance Hall slowly started to empty as the students poured into the Great Hall. The Sorting would take place first, followed by the the opening feast. After everyone had settled down, Hagrid was seen leading a group of scared looking first years inside. Professor McGonagall was carrying over the stool and the Sorting Hat to the front of the Hall. She pulled out a long piece of parchment, and started calling out names.
"Abyss, Katie!"
A tall, pale girl walked nervously up to the stool.
"RAVENCLAW!" the Sorting Hat shouted.
"Becster, Andrew!"
"HUFFLEPUFF!"
For the next twenty minutes, the Sorting continued. Then finally, when Tina Zebrid was sorted into Slytherin, Professor McGonagall carried the Sorting Hat away.
Dumbledore rose from his seat, and waited until the noise slowly died down.
"Welcome to another glorious year at Hogwarts!" he said happily. "I would just like to make a reminder that the Forbidden Forest is out of bounds to all students, ah, pardon me for those of you who have heard this near a hundred times," he added, smiling, noticing the older students roll their eyes. "And as most of you already know, our new Head Boy and Girl are, for the first time in Hogwarts history, sixth years," Dumbledore announced. "They are, Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger."
The Gryffindor table exploded in applause. Hermione felt herself go red.
"Way to go, 'Mione!" Seamus clapped. Hermione smilied at him, and then, slowly looked over at the Slytherin table. The Slytherins were all around Draco, who had a proud smirk on his face. He must have noticed her staring, so he glanced at her, his eyes glittering. Hermione quickly looked away.
"And now, the feast begins!" Dumbledore said delightfully, before settling back into his seat.
Hermione looked down at her plate, which had magically filled up with all kinds of food. It was then when she realized how hungry she was. She had not eaten since morning. As she helped herself to mashed potatoes, she felt a hand on her arm. She turned and saw Ginny.
"'Mione!" Ginny cried gleefully. She threw herself on Hermione.
"Hey Ginny," Hermione said, laughing, "how've you been?"
"Good, how about you?" Ginny replied as she threw back her crimson sheet of hair behind her.
"Fine, thanks," Hermione said. "What've you been doing, Gin, you look great!"
Ginny smiled and looked away, a pink tinge in her cheeks as she muttered, "Nothing."
When Hermione and Ginny had finished telling each other about their summers, Ron interrupted.
"Gin, go away. I want to talk to Hermione," he said in a simple tone.
Ginny flushed angrily.
"Why do I have to go?" she asked irritably.
"Because I said so," he replied.
Ginny got up and walked away, muttering to herself.
"Ron, what's up?" Hermione asked.
"Er, I wanted to ask you something." Ron looked at her, then at his plate.
"Yes?" Hermione said, eyeing him suspiciously.
"Not here," he replied, getting up.
"Ron, what could you possibly want to ask that you can't say here?" Hermione asked, getting annoyed. "No one's listening."
"Just come on," he urged.
Hermione sighed, got up and started to follow him.
"Hey, where are you two going?" Harry asked.
"We'll be right back," Ron replied before Hermione could say anything. At that, he started to walk away, beckoning Hermione to come with him.
Harry watched them leave the Great Hall, a puzzled expression on his face.
Once they were out in the Entrance Hall, Ron stopped, so did Hermione.
"What's wrong, Ron?" Hermione asked.
"Um...I wanted to ask you if..." Ron trailed off.
"Ask me what?!" Hermione was beginning to grow impatient.
"Ifyougoutwime." A mixture of words came out of Ron's mouth.
"Sorry?"
Ron took a deep breath.
"Will you go out with me?" he asked breathlessly.
"Oh!" Hermione flushed pink.
What should I say? Hermione's mind was racing.
"Um," she said slowly started.
"Oh forget it," Ron said quickly. "Sorry, it's okay if you don't." He started to walk away.
"Wait." Hermione said, without realizing she did. "I never said no."
Ron stopped, and stared at her.
"I mean, I didn't say anything," she said.
Ron raised his eyebrow. "What are you saying?"
"I'm saying," Hermione breathed. "That--"
"No?" Ron asked, his voice falling.
"No!" Hermione squealed. She took a deep breath. "I'm saying yes."
Ron's face lit up. "Really?!" he asked happily.
Hermione nodded. She could still feel her face growing hot.
Ron looked at her in awe.
"Er, want to go back to the feast?" he asked.
"Sure," Hermione said, smiling. She walked back to the Great Hall with him, neither one of them speaking.
Ron just asked me out. Hermione was still thinking by the time they got back. Oh, what am I getting myself into?
Chapter 6 - A Long Awaited Question
The Entrance Hall slowly started to empty as the students poured into the Great Hall. The Sorting would take place first, followed by the the opening feast. After everyone had settled down, Hagrid was seen leading a group of scared looking first years inside. Professor McGonagall was carrying over the stool and the Sorting Hat to the front of the Hall. She pulled out a long piece of parchment, and started calling out names.
"Abyss, Katie!"
A tall, pale girl walked nervously up to the stool.
"RAVENCLAW!" the Sorting Hat shouted.
"Becster, Andrew!"
"HUFFLEPUFF!"
For the next twenty minutes, the Sorting continued. Then finally, when Tina Zebrid was sorted into Slytherin, Professor McGonagall carried the Sorting Hat away.
Dumbledore rose from his seat, and waited until the noise slowly died down.
"Welcome to another glorious year at Hogwarts!" he said happily. "I would just like to make a reminder that the Forbidden Forest is out of bounds to all students, ah, pardon me for those of you who have heard this near a hundred times," he added, smiling, noticing the older students roll their eyes. "And as most of you already know, our new Head Boy and Girl are, for the first time in Hogwarts history, sixth years," Dumbledore announced. "They are, Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger."
The Gryffindor table exploded in applause. Hermione felt herself go red.
"Way to go, 'Mione!" Seamus clapped. Hermione smilied at him, and then, slowly looked over at the Slytherin table. The Slytherins were all around Draco, who had a proud smirk on his face. He must have noticed her staring, so he glanced at her, his eyes glittering. Hermione quickly looked away.
"And now, the feast begins!" Dumbledore said delightfully, before settling back into his seat.
Hermione looked down at her plate, which had magically filled up with all kinds of food. It was then when she realized how hungry she was. She had not eaten since morning. As she helped herself to mashed potatoes, she felt a hand on her arm. She turned and saw Ginny.
"'Mione!" Ginny cried gleefully. She threw herself on Hermione.
"Hey Ginny," Hermione said, laughing, "how've you been?"
"Good, how about you?" Ginny replied as she threw back her crimson sheet of hair behind her.
"Fine, thanks," Hermione said. "What've you been doing, Gin, you look great!"
Ginny smiled and looked away, a pink tinge in her cheeks as she muttered, "Nothing."
When Hermione and Ginny had finished telling each other about their summers, Ron interrupted.
"Gin, go away. I want to talk to Hermione," he said in a simple tone.
Ginny flushed angrily.
"Why do I have to go?" she asked irritably.
"Because I said so," he replied.
Ginny got up and walked away, muttering to herself.
"Ron, what's up?" Hermione asked.
"Er, I wanted to ask you something." Ron looked at her, then at his plate.
"Yes?" Hermione said, eyeing him suspiciously.
"Not here," he replied, getting up.
"Ron, what could you possibly want to ask that you can't say here?" Hermione asked, getting annoyed. "No one's listening."
"Just come on," he urged.
Hermione sighed, got up and started to follow him.
"Hey, where are you two going?" Harry asked.
"We'll be right back," Ron replied before Hermione could say anything. At that, he started to walk away, beckoning Hermione to come with him.
Harry watched them leave the Great Hall, a puzzled expression on his face.
Once they were out in the Entrance Hall, Ron stopped, so did Hermione.
"What's wrong, Ron?" Hermione asked.
"Um...I wanted to ask you if..." Ron trailed off.
"Ask me what?!" Hermione was beginning to grow impatient.
"Ifyougoutwime." A mixture of words came out of Ron's mouth.
"Sorry?"
Ron took a deep breath.
"Will you go out with me?" he asked breathlessly.
"Oh!" Hermione flushed pink.
What should I say? Hermione's mind was racing.
"Um," she said slowly started.
"Oh forget it," Ron said quickly. "Sorry, it's okay if you don't." He started to walk away.
"Wait." Hermione said, without realizing she did. "I never said no."
Ron stopped, and stared at her.
"I mean, I didn't say anything," she said.
Ron raised his eyebrow. "What are you saying?"
"I'm saying," Hermione breathed. "That--"
"No?" Ron asked, his voice falling.
"No!" Hermione squealed. She took a deep breath. "I'm saying yes."
Ron's face lit up. "Really?!" he asked happily.
Hermione nodded. She could still feel her face growing hot.
Ron looked at her in awe.
"Er, want to go back to the feast?" he asked.
"Sure," Hermione said, smiling. She walked back to the Great Hall with him, neither one of them speaking.
Ron just asked me out. Hermione was still thinking by the time they got back. Oh, what am I getting myself into?