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Ok so here's the next chapter, after this there will be one or two more and
then... the ball! But as for whom Ron goes with, or if he even goes, well,
you'll have to keep reading to find out! Also, please check out my other
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Ron sighed. "Alright." He grabbed his books off his nightstand and followed Harry down into the common room. They were meeting the girls just to work on homework and make plans for tomorrow. Ginny needed help with defense against the dark arts and had asked Harry without hesitation, though he didn't seem to mind at all. So, this arrangement left Ron practically alone with Hermione, working on a potions essay.
"So how far are you?"
"Only about a fourth of an inch farther than when you asked me less than a minute ago." Said Hermione appearing to be slightly annoyed.
"Oh, right. Sorry." Ron wanted to talk to her so badly but he couldn't think of anything to say. He tried to think of something to ask her in a few minutes, after she had gotten a little farther on her essay, but all he could think to ask her about was the ball and that was the last thing he wanted to bring up. So what did he do? "Who are you going to the ball with?" That wasn't what he meant to ask her yet that's what came out.
"Ron it was announced barely an hour ago! How am I—"
"—I mean who do you want to go with?"
"I have someone in mind." She said hardly taking her eyes off her essay. "Are you planning on asking anyone?"
"Yeah."
"Who? And please don't tell me you're just going to get the prettiest girl you can because you know how well that strategy worked out last time. Harry
had to get you a date!"
"Thanks for reminding me, Hermione, and so what if I'll be using that strategy again? I just want to go to the ball with someone pretty." That wasn't what he meant to say. Stupid! Stupid! That was enough to rip Hermione's eyes from her essay long enough to glare at him.
"Some one pretty? Well, I must say you are quite sensitive and selective about your dates." Sarcasm. Pure sarcasm.
"Thanks." He said half joking. Hermione slammed her potions book shut.
"Well, I think I am going to go take a nap. See you." Hermione stormed off to the girl's dormitory.
Harry and Ginny walked back over to Ron. "You know, you're really quite thick." Said Ginny. "You managed to make the girl you're going to ask to the ball mad at you within an hour of the announcement. Great job. It's got to be a new record. You ought to be proud of yourself."
"Oh shut up, Ginny. What makes you think I'm going to ask Hermione to the
ball?"
"Please don't tell me you think I'm that thick. It's obvious! Just ask her
before you make her hate you."
Ron picked up his potions essay which had hardly one pathetic line written on it. "I'm going to the library."
So there it is! I hope you liked it! The next chapter is Hogsmede! Please review and tell me what you think! Thanks for reading!
Ron sighed. "Alright." He grabbed his books off his nightstand and followed Harry down into the common room. They were meeting the girls just to work on homework and make plans for tomorrow. Ginny needed help with defense against the dark arts and had asked Harry without hesitation, though he didn't seem to mind at all. So, this arrangement left Ron practically alone with Hermione, working on a potions essay.
"So how far are you?"
"Only about a fourth of an inch farther than when you asked me less than a minute ago." Said Hermione appearing to be slightly annoyed.
"Oh, right. Sorry." Ron wanted to talk to her so badly but he couldn't think of anything to say. He tried to think of something to ask her in a few minutes, after she had gotten a little farther on her essay, but all he could think to ask her about was the ball and that was the last thing he wanted to bring up. So what did he do? "Who are you going to the ball with?" That wasn't what he meant to ask her yet that's what came out.
"Ron it was announced barely an hour ago! How am I—"
"—I mean who do you want to go with?"
"I have someone in mind." She said hardly taking her eyes off her essay. "Are you planning on asking anyone?"
"Yeah."
"Who? And please don't tell me you're just going to get the prettiest girl you can because you know how well that strategy worked out last time. Harry
had to get you a date!"
"Thanks for reminding me, Hermione, and so what if I'll be using that strategy again? I just want to go to the ball with someone pretty." That wasn't what he meant to say. Stupid! Stupid! That was enough to rip Hermione's eyes from her essay long enough to glare at him.
"Some one pretty? Well, I must say you are quite sensitive and selective about your dates." Sarcasm. Pure sarcasm.
"Thanks." He said half joking. Hermione slammed her potions book shut.
"Well, I think I am going to go take a nap. See you." Hermione stormed off to the girl's dormitory.
Harry and Ginny walked back over to Ron. "You know, you're really quite thick." Said Ginny. "You managed to make the girl you're going to ask to the ball mad at you within an hour of the announcement. Great job. It's got to be a new record. You ought to be proud of yourself."
"Oh shut up, Ginny. What makes you think I'm going to ask Hermione to the
ball?"
"Please don't tell me you think I'm that thick. It's obvious! Just ask her
before you make her hate you."
Ron picked up his potions essay which had hardly one pathetic line written on it. "I'm going to the library."
So there it is! I hope you liked it! The next chapter is Hogsmede! Please review and tell me what you think! Thanks for reading!