Chapter 3
(A/N : As a 16 year old improver (bricklayers assistant) I get the day off if it rains. Although this means I don't get paid it does mean I get time to write chapters for Fanfics. The following Chapter is brought to you by a very rainy Monday. Enjoy.)
Ron quickly got himself a butterbeer before the football started and made a dive for the sofa. He had decided to support Man City as the played in sky blue, Hermione's favourite colour and they're FA Cup clash against Liverpool was about to start. Football was not as good as Quiditch, due to it not being life risking and it only having the one ball, but Ron was still hooked. Nicolas Ankela and Robbie Fowler kicked off the match just as Harry burst in. He ran in then acted cool.
"Leave me alone Harry," Ron said over his shoulder before Harry could even speak. "City and Liverpool just kicked off." Harry walked causally over to the sofa sat himself down and swish and flicked his coat to the coat hanger.
"Ron..." He said in a weak voice.
"What Harry ? What do you want ? Spit it out and get the hell out," Ron said as Liverpool attempted to use the wing to penetrate the City defence.
"I've got myself a date this afternoon with Angelina," Harry began but Ron interrupted.
"I thought you were dating Tonks ?" He said taking a sip of butterbeer yet never taking his eyes off the game. Harry pressed on.
"I am, but not exclusively." Ron got himself a handful of peanuts. "But the thing is that Katie needs a date."
Ron took his eyes off the game, just to look at Harry's eyes and then he turned back to it, "what's this got to do with me ?"
"I want you to take Katie out," Harry added. Ron nodded. He thought that was what Harry's plan was.
"I'll do it if you leave the room right now," Ron said as City crossed the ball into the box and it was put out for a corner. Harry got up and left quickly.
"They'll be here at eight !" Harry yelled and closed his door. Ron heard some mumbling about the dragon's mess and then he heard Harry tell Angelina it was okay. He heard a crack as Harry apperated of some where. Just as he took his eyes off the screen to look at the cat City's Fowler volleyed the ball to put City 1-0 up. Peanuts and beer went everywhere .
~*~*~*~
"Just go right over there and tell him," Ginny said placing a cup of coffee on a coaster on the dining table. The rain had caused the trio to come in off the balcony and now Hermione and Ginny sat discussing the Harry, Ron problem while Jerald drew a draft of his new heroin, a fiery head red called Flame. He had found the perfect girl to base her on. Or perhaps the perfect idea to use Ginny as a base.
"But what about Harry ?" Hermione asked. She had stopped crying for the time being. It was now Sunday evening. Ginny shook her head.
"Harry sees you just as a friend." She added picking up one of Jerald's drafts and adding it to her dislike pile.
"A Ron's crazy about you," Jerald said adding a whip of fire to the character's left hand. Hermione drank and said nothing. After a while she got up and put her mug in the sink. Ginny followed her wanting to know her decision.
"I think I'm gonna go talk to Ron," Hermione replied to Ginny's unspoken question pulling out her wand. And then she was gone. Ginny smiled at the space before turning to Jerald.
"What are you drawing ?" She asked.
"Nothing." Jerald replied in a protective yet cheeky voice. Soon Ginny was chasing him and his "New Character" around the room. Giggling and throwing paint at him.
(A/N : See, I'm working on making this Hermione/Ron. Thanks to all who have reviewed so far. MJM)
(A/N : As a 16 year old improver (bricklayers assistant) I get the day off if it rains. Although this means I don't get paid it does mean I get time to write chapters for Fanfics. The following Chapter is brought to you by a very rainy Monday. Enjoy.)
Ron quickly got himself a butterbeer before the football started and made a dive for the sofa. He had decided to support Man City as the played in sky blue, Hermione's favourite colour and they're FA Cup clash against Liverpool was about to start. Football was not as good as Quiditch, due to it not being life risking and it only having the one ball, but Ron was still hooked. Nicolas Ankela and Robbie Fowler kicked off the match just as Harry burst in. He ran in then acted cool.
"Leave me alone Harry," Ron said over his shoulder before Harry could even speak. "City and Liverpool just kicked off." Harry walked causally over to the sofa sat himself down and swish and flicked his coat to the coat hanger.
"Ron..." He said in a weak voice.
"What Harry ? What do you want ? Spit it out and get the hell out," Ron said as Liverpool attempted to use the wing to penetrate the City defence.
"I've got myself a date this afternoon with Angelina," Harry began but Ron interrupted.
"I thought you were dating Tonks ?" He said taking a sip of butterbeer yet never taking his eyes off the game. Harry pressed on.
"I am, but not exclusively." Ron got himself a handful of peanuts. "But the thing is that Katie needs a date."
Ron took his eyes off the game, just to look at Harry's eyes and then he turned back to it, "what's this got to do with me ?"
"I want you to take Katie out," Harry added. Ron nodded. He thought that was what Harry's plan was.
"I'll do it if you leave the room right now," Ron said as City crossed the ball into the box and it was put out for a corner. Harry got up and left quickly.
"They'll be here at eight !" Harry yelled and closed his door. Ron heard some mumbling about the dragon's mess and then he heard Harry tell Angelina it was okay. He heard a crack as Harry apperated of some where. Just as he took his eyes off the screen to look at the cat City's Fowler volleyed the ball to put City 1-0 up. Peanuts and beer went everywhere .
~*~*~*~
"Just go right over there and tell him," Ginny said placing a cup of coffee on a coaster on the dining table. The rain had caused the trio to come in off the balcony and now Hermione and Ginny sat discussing the Harry, Ron problem while Jerald drew a draft of his new heroin, a fiery head red called Flame. He had found the perfect girl to base her on. Or perhaps the perfect idea to use Ginny as a base.
"But what about Harry ?" Hermione asked. She had stopped crying for the time being. It was now Sunday evening. Ginny shook her head.
"Harry sees you just as a friend." She added picking up one of Jerald's drafts and adding it to her dislike pile.
"A Ron's crazy about you," Jerald said adding a whip of fire to the character's left hand. Hermione drank and said nothing. After a while she got up and put her mug in the sink. Ginny followed her wanting to know her decision.
"I think I'm gonna go talk to Ron," Hermione replied to Ginny's unspoken question pulling out her wand. And then she was gone. Ginny smiled at the space before turning to Jerald.
"What are you drawing ?" She asked.
"Nothing." Jerald replied in a protective yet cheeky voice. Soon Ginny was chasing him and his "New Character" around the room. Giggling and throwing paint at him.
(A/N : See, I'm working on making this Hermione/Ron. Thanks to all who have reviewed so far. MJM)