A/N: Okay.... I apologize from the bottom of my spleen, er... heart... for
being late (yet again) in posting... It's our school's finals... and...
and... ick. But anyway, it's posted now, so let the celebration continue!!
AND R&R! ...please.
Chapter Five: Confessions
It was a beautiful day at Hogwarts. Puffy white clouds accented the magnificently blue sky here and there, the sun centered in the elegance. Ron looked to his right, and saw something that made his heart skip a beat. Claire was locked onto his side, smiling at him. "Hey," Ron cooed, and patted her hand. Claire played with his crimson locks of hair. As they walked, birds sang the most delightful tune in the world. Butterflies erupted from the clouds, and they fluttered around Ron and Claire beautifully. Everything was perfect. Ron turned to Claire, who was staring at him lovingly. Ron inched closer to her face; he was going to kiss her. -I mean, after all, why not?- he asked himself. So he leaned closer and closed his eyes. The birds sang harmoniously. "Ron?" Claire asked, "Ron? Ron come on, Potions is almost starting, and Snape's going to be raging mad if we're late." Ron opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling of his four- poster. He looked over to his right. Harry was standing there by his bed, begging him to get up. Ron cursed. It had been a dream. He rolled over away from Harry, begging his subconscious to let him slip back into that wonderful world. But Harry persisted.
"RON! Come ON! I've been trying to wake you for the past 20 minutes! Potions is starting. RON!!" Ron pressed his eyelids closer together. He wasn't too sure about his feelings towards Claire, but he knew he wanted to kiss her, even subconsciously. Harry took hold of Ron's shoulders and forced him up. Ron shot a glance at Harry. "I was having the most wonderful dream..." and he stared off into the oblivion while getting dressed in his faded gray robes, which fell about 3 inches higher than was necessary. He began to think about how he might appear to a certain turquoise-eyed someone. -Ugh- Ron grimaced to himself, -Let's face it, she'd never go for me. - He turned to Harry. "Hey Harry? D-do you think that, um... Clai--" "Oh, Ron I've been meaning to tell you something!" Harry interrupted.
"Oh, erm.. okay...?" Ron asked, looking a little insulted. Harry hardly noticed. "Yeah, you'll be proud of me. -ahem-" Harry began in a dramatic tone, "I, Harry Potter, am over Cho!" Ron looked at him curiously. "You, -You- are over Cho?!?" he asked. Harry smiled, and began walking out of the boys' dormitory. Ron followed. "Yeah, I mean, I've really taken into consideration what you said to me after that Quidditch game, about me never talking to her?" Ron nodded, indicating he remembered. They walked through the Fat Lady's portrait hole. "And I was thinking," Harry continued, "I was thinking you're right. I realized I always thought she was pretty, I guess. I've never really known her as a person." Ron slapped Harry's back in approval. "That's wonderful, Harry!!" Harry smiled. "Besides, I have a new girl in mind," he stated.
Just then, Claire arrived around the corner of the hallway. "Oh, hey, guys! I was just sent by Professor Snape to go and find you two," she said, looking more at Ron than at Harry. Harry, however, had his eyes plastered on her. Ron turned to Harry, and saw him staring. Ron felt a twinge of fury rocket through his body. He felt his face get hot with rage. As calmly as he could, Ron turned to Claire. "You go ahead and wait. Tell Snape that we're on our way, okay?" he could feel his voice shaking. Claire sensed that something was wrong. "Oh, okay, then, Ron. I'll just wait for you two then." and she crept around the corner, and waited in the shadows, listening in silence. As soon as Ron felt she was gone, he turned to Harry, his eyes glaring.
"Isn't she something, Ron?" Harry asked softly. Ron could almost feel the steam bursting from his ears. He tried to speak calmly.
"I would prefer you not go for Claire," Ron said, his voice shaking through gritted teeth. Harry eyed Ron. "And why not? She's new here. I should show her a good time," Harry said slickly. Ron exploded.
"DO NOT SET HER UP FOR HEARTBREAK, HARRY!" he bellowed with his fist raised, and rushed towards Harry. Harry quailed to the corner. Ron was breathing heavily. He lowered his arm and sighed. "Listen, I like her. I like her a LOT. Please, I haven't liked anyone this much, ever. I want to be her guy, Harry, please? It's not easy for me to like someone. And, no offense, you can like someone easily. Please, can't you like someone else? Not my Claire, please? Not my Claire." And silently in a shadowy corner, a girl clutched her heart as it melted. Harry stared at Ron, taking in what was just told to him. He drew breath, ready to speak.
"Oh... oh my gosh. Ron... you.. you.. YOU LIKE CLAIRE!!" Harry fell to the ground, shaking violently with laughter. "I'd NEVER thought I'd see the day that RONALD WEASLEY liked someone OTHER than a Veela!!" Ron turned red. He started to say something, but Harry interrupted. "Okay, Ron, before you say anything, don't worry. I won't take Claire from you." Again, Ron started to say something, but Claire came around the corner, looking sweetly at Ron, who, naturally, blushed at the sight of her. Harry eyed both of them and grinned. "Well, I'll be off to potions, then. I'll just, uh... leave you two here." And he went off to potions, leaving Claire and Ron alone.
"I was.. I was just making sure you two were coming," she told him quickly, a faint shade of red coloring her face. There was a long, awkward silence, both secretly begging the other to speak. Claire broke the silence with words Ron dreaded to hear. "So... so Ron, I uh, I overheard--" -CRAP!- Ron cursed to himself, -Overhearing is NOT good!!- "...I overheard you and Harry talking," her gaze shifted back and forth from Ron to the polished stone ground. Ron's stomach dropped. "and I wanted you to know," at this, Ron looked at her with the most severe form of anticipation, not knowing whether to expect a broken heart or a soaring one. "I wanted you to know that I'm not interested in Harry." she looked at him. Inside, Ron was secretly doing cartwheels. -Bwahaha!! Take THAT, Mr. 'I'll show her a good time'!-
"Really?" Ron questioned, "So, exactly how far into our conversation did you overhear?" Claire inhaled to speak, but she stopped; they had gotten to the heavy maple doors that lead to the Potions dungeon. She glanced at her wristwatch. A mischievous look occupied her face. "You know," she began, her eyes still fixed on her watch, "there's only 15 minutes left in Potions, and Snape's going to be heck of mad if we stroll in there this late." She eyed Ron, trying to persuade him. Ron looked at her, mimicking a startled expression.
"Claire! Are you implying that we -skip- Potions?" he stated, holding back bursts of laughter. She jokingly put on an insulted expression. "I would -never-! I'm simply saying, what if we got lost? What if... what if my foot got stuck again? Certainly we would need to get me out, even if it meant skipping Potions, right?" Ron smiled. "Right, then, let's get your foot jammed in a staircase, shall we?" They walked off, intending to get lost in the magical castle. Ron turned to face Claire, who was staring at him with lovingly, just like in his dream. Shaking away the flashbacks of how sweet she smelled and how perfect she looked, Ron asked, "So how far -did- you hear in our conversation?" Claire only giggled. "I'll tell you one day, but not now. I just want to think about what I heard a little more." She walked a step ahead of him, completely content with the fact that she had left Ron wondering.
A/N: MWAHAHAHA!!! Semi-cliff hanger! Yes, yes, I know, I'm evil. Again, sorry for the wait... I'm a terrible person! Here are some shout-outs:
Vivian: Ron's a fifth year. This is because the 5th book hasn't come out yet, so I made him a fifth year. Same with Harry, Hermione, and all the other characters in Ron's grade. Doi. *sigh* what are we going to do with you, hm? tee hee. Love ya Vubby
Mishi- YAY! I'm glad you liked the last chapter... I hope you like this one tooooooo
Tsukona- Manda! yay. I'll put Mishi's art in a later chapter... sort of like a "making of" chapter.. thing. You'll see why.
Apie- People in our town ARE rich and conceited! Well, most are, yes. Mwahaha.
Pink Magic Marker- Oi! Parrot says "Rawr".
Elizabeth Elliot-..... What? I don't understand your question... Uh... I did base it off the books, though... notice how there is the trick step in the books, but not in the movies... I still don't fully understand your question... sorry...
WeasleyGirl- You're an awesome reviewer! Dude, you rock. Thank you much!
All of my other readers who don't bother to review- REVIEW next time! Even flamers are appreciated! (Because I'm weird like that.)
I Love you all.
Chapter Five: Confessions
It was a beautiful day at Hogwarts. Puffy white clouds accented the magnificently blue sky here and there, the sun centered in the elegance. Ron looked to his right, and saw something that made his heart skip a beat. Claire was locked onto his side, smiling at him. "Hey," Ron cooed, and patted her hand. Claire played with his crimson locks of hair. As they walked, birds sang the most delightful tune in the world. Butterflies erupted from the clouds, and they fluttered around Ron and Claire beautifully. Everything was perfect. Ron turned to Claire, who was staring at him lovingly. Ron inched closer to her face; he was going to kiss her. -I mean, after all, why not?- he asked himself. So he leaned closer and closed his eyes. The birds sang harmoniously. "Ron?" Claire asked, "Ron? Ron come on, Potions is almost starting, and Snape's going to be raging mad if we're late." Ron opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling of his four- poster. He looked over to his right. Harry was standing there by his bed, begging him to get up. Ron cursed. It had been a dream. He rolled over away from Harry, begging his subconscious to let him slip back into that wonderful world. But Harry persisted.
"RON! Come ON! I've been trying to wake you for the past 20 minutes! Potions is starting. RON!!" Ron pressed his eyelids closer together. He wasn't too sure about his feelings towards Claire, but he knew he wanted to kiss her, even subconsciously. Harry took hold of Ron's shoulders and forced him up. Ron shot a glance at Harry. "I was having the most wonderful dream..." and he stared off into the oblivion while getting dressed in his faded gray robes, which fell about 3 inches higher than was necessary. He began to think about how he might appear to a certain turquoise-eyed someone. -Ugh- Ron grimaced to himself, -Let's face it, she'd never go for me. - He turned to Harry. "Hey Harry? D-do you think that, um... Clai--" "Oh, Ron I've been meaning to tell you something!" Harry interrupted.
"Oh, erm.. okay...?" Ron asked, looking a little insulted. Harry hardly noticed. "Yeah, you'll be proud of me. -ahem-" Harry began in a dramatic tone, "I, Harry Potter, am over Cho!" Ron looked at him curiously. "You, -You- are over Cho?!?" he asked. Harry smiled, and began walking out of the boys' dormitory. Ron followed. "Yeah, I mean, I've really taken into consideration what you said to me after that Quidditch game, about me never talking to her?" Ron nodded, indicating he remembered. They walked through the Fat Lady's portrait hole. "And I was thinking," Harry continued, "I was thinking you're right. I realized I always thought she was pretty, I guess. I've never really known her as a person." Ron slapped Harry's back in approval. "That's wonderful, Harry!!" Harry smiled. "Besides, I have a new girl in mind," he stated.
Just then, Claire arrived around the corner of the hallway. "Oh, hey, guys! I was just sent by Professor Snape to go and find you two," she said, looking more at Ron than at Harry. Harry, however, had his eyes plastered on her. Ron turned to Harry, and saw him staring. Ron felt a twinge of fury rocket through his body. He felt his face get hot with rage. As calmly as he could, Ron turned to Claire. "You go ahead and wait. Tell Snape that we're on our way, okay?" he could feel his voice shaking. Claire sensed that something was wrong. "Oh, okay, then, Ron. I'll just wait for you two then." and she crept around the corner, and waited in the shadows, listening in silence. As soon as Ron felt she was gone, he turned to Harry, his eyes glaring.
"Isn't she something, Ron?" Harry asked softly. Ron could almost feel the steam bursting from his ears. He tried to speak calmly.
"I would prefer you not go for Claire," Ron said, his voice shaking through gritted teeth. Harry eyed Ron. "And why not? She's new here. I should show her a good time," Harry said slickly. Ron exploded.
"DO NOT SET HER UP FOR HEARTBREAK, HARRY!" he bellowed with his fist raised, and rushed towards Harry. Harry quailed to the corner. Ron was breathing heavily. He lowered his arm and sighed. "Listen, I like her. I like her a LOT. Please, I haven't liked anyone this much, ever. I want to be her guy, Harry, please? It's not easy for me to like someone. And, no offense, you can like someone easily. Please, can't you like someone else? Not my Claire, please? Not my Claire." And silently in a shadowy corner, a girl clutched her heart as it melted. Harry stared at Ron, taking in what was just told to him. He drew breath, ready to speak.
"Oh... oh my gosh. Ron... you.. you.. YOU LIKE CLAIRE!!" Harry fell to the ground, shaking violently with laughter. "I'd NEVER thought I'd see the day that RONALD WEASLEY liked someone OTHER than a Veela!!" Ron turned red. He started to say something, but Harry interrupted. "Okay, Ron, before you say anything, don't worry. I won't take Claire from you." Again, Ron started to say something, but Claire came around the corner, looking sweetly at Ron, who, naturally, blushed at the sight of her. Harry eyed both of them and grinned. "Well, I'll be off to potions, then. I'll just, uh... leave you two here." And he went off to potions, leaving Claire and Ron alone.
"I was.. I was just making sure you two were coming," she told him quickly, a faint shade of red coloring her face. There was a long, awkward silence, both secretly begging the other to speak. Claire broke the silence with words Ron dreaded to hear. "So... so Ron, I uh, I overheard--" -CRAP!- Ron cursed to himself, -Overhearing is NOT good!!- "...I overheard you and Harry talking," her gaze shifted back and forth from Ron to the polished stone ground. Ron's stomach dropped. "and I wanted you to know," at this, Ron looked at her with the most severe form of anticipation, not knowing whether to expect a broken heart or a soaring one. "I wanted you to know that I'm not interested in Harry." she looked at him. Inside, Ron was secretly doing cartwheels. -Bwahaha!! Take THAT, Mr. 'I'll show her a good time'!-
"Really?" Ron questioned, "So, exactly how far into our conversation did you overhear?" Claire inhaled to speak, but she stopped; they had gotten to the heavy maple doors that lead to the Potions dungeon. She glanced at her wristwatch. A mischievous look occupied her face. "You know," she began, her eyes still fixed on her watch, "there's only 15 minutes left in Potions, and Snape's going to be heck of mad if we stroll in there this late." She eyed Ron, trying to persuade him. Ron looked at her, mimicking a startled expression.
"Claire! Are you implying that we -skip- Potions?" he stated, holding back bursts of laughter. She jokingly put on an insulted expression. "I would -never-! I'm simply saying, what if we got lost? What if... what if my foot got stuck again? Certainly we would need to get me out, even if it meant skipping Potions, right?" Ron smiled. "Right, then, let's get your foot jammed in a staircase, shall we?" They walked off, intending to get lost in the magical castle. Ron turned to face Claire, who was staring at him with lovingly, just like in his dream. Shaking away the flashbacks of how sweet she smelled and how perfect she looked, Ron asked, "So how far -did- you hear in our conversation?" Claire only giggled. "I'll tell you one day, but not now. I just want to think about what I heard a little more." She walked a step ahead of him, completely content with the fact that she had left Ron wondering.
A/N: MWAHAHAHA!!! Semi-cliff hanger! Yes, yes, I know, I'm evil. Again, sorry for the wait... I'm a terrible person! Here are some shout-outs:
Vivian: Ron's a fifth year. This is because the 5th book hasn't come out yet, so I made him a fifth year. Same with Harry, Hermione, and all the other characters in Ron's grade. Doi. *sigh* what are we going to do with you, hm? tee hee. Love ya Vubby
Mishi- YAY! I'm glad you liked the last chapter... I hope you like this one tooooooo
Tsukona- Manda! yay. I'll put Mishi's art in a later chapter... sort of like a "making of" chapter.. thing. You'll see why.
Apie- People in our town ARE rich and conceited! Well, most are, yes. Mwahaha.
Pink Magic Marker- Oi! Parrot says "Rawr".
Elizabeth Elliot-..... What? I don't understand your question... Uh... I did base it off the books, though... notice how there is the trick step in the books, but not in the movies... I still don't fully understand your question... sorry...
WeasleyGirl- You're an awesome reviewer! Dude, you rock. Thank you much!
All of my other readers who don't bother to review- REVIEW next time! Even flamers are appreciated! (Because I'm weird like that.)
I Love you all.