He had to get out of there, away from everyone. Another ball? What was
Dumbledore thinking? "I am happy to announce, that the staff and I have to
decided to once again, hold a ball this Christmas!" Yeah, you may be happy
about it. It's not like you have worry about finding a date!
His hands in his pockets he kept marching down the halls, hoping Harry and Hermione didn't come after him. He wouldn't be surprised if they did, after the way he left. The second after the ball had been announced, Ron had practically run out of the great hall. Luckily, everyone had been so over come with excitement that no one had noticed. No one that is, except for, of course, Harry, Ginny, and Hermione.
He wasn't entirely certain why he ran out like that. He just had to escape. A great deal pressure had seemed to been placed on him in that one moment. All the memories and feelings of regret from the last ball had come back to him, though they had never entirely left, and now that was all he could think about.
He remembered how embarrassed he was when he asked Fleur to the dance, his date he didn't really know, Padma, and the one memory that constantly bit at him, Hermione going to the ball with Victor Krum. He still didn't see what she saw in him. Was it his money? His fame? The exact opposite of me. Ron thought sadly.
The ball had been haunting him ever since. He still felt bad about completely blowing off Padma, but that wasn't what was really what was getting to him. It was on that night, while heading back alone to the common room, that he had come across a scene he had really rather not seen. And it was that night he realized why he was so angry with Hermione. That night he had realized something he had known, but never admitted to himself for four years.
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His hands in his pockets he kept marching down the halls, hoping Harry and Hermione didn't come after him. He wouldn't be surprised if they did, after the way he left. The second after the ball had been announced, Ron had practically run out of the great hall. Luckily, everyone had been so over come with excitement that no one had noticed. No one that is, except for, of course, Harry, Ginny, and Hermione.
He wasn't entirely certain why he ran out like that. He just had to escape. A great deal pressure had seemed to been placed on him in that one moment. All the memories and feelings of regret from the last ball had come back to him, though they had never entirely left, and now that was all he could think about.
He remembered how embarrassed he was when he asked Fleur to the dance, his date he didn't really know, Padma, and the one memory that constantly bit at him, Hermione going to the ball with Victor Krum. He still didn't see what she saw in him. Was it his money? His fame? The exact opposite of me. Ron thought sadly.
The ball had been haunting him ever since. He still felt bad about completely blowing off Padma, but that wasn't what was really what was getting to him. It was on that night, while heading back alone to the common room, that he had come across a scene he had really rather not seen. And it was that night he realized why he was so angry with Hermione. That night he had realized something he had known, but never admitted to himself for four years.
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