Hey! Remember this story? I can't believe it's been a month since I
have post on this story! I'm so sorry! Well, here's the last chapter. Here
it goes!
A quiet uneasiness filled every hall of the school. All students fourth year and above were readying themselves for the highly anticipated, well in some respects, Christmas Ball. Everyone below fourth year was walking about, trying to find something fun to do. It was so unfair! They wanted to go too! Ron would have traded places with anyone of them that night in a heartbeat.
Ron didn't want to go. In fact at the moment he would rather spend the evening scrubbing trophies or even studying! Anything was better than seeing Hermione dancing with Seamus. If Seamus did anything to her, or tried anything, Ron was going to curse him. He had spent all day picking out which spell he was going to use. Seamus didn't deserve Hermione.
And so he stood in his dormitory, getting ready to go to the ball, dateless, in order to spy—he wasn't going to spy on her! He was just simply... ok he was going to spy on Hermione. "Ready, mate?" He was going to tag with Harry and his date whoever that was until he found a table he could sit it at. Who was Harry going to the ball with anyway?
"Ready when you are. Hey, who's your date, anyway?"
Harry didn't look like he wanted to answer. "You'll see. Let's go." They headed down stairs.
Ron looked around for Hermione when they entered the common room. There were several girls waiting around, but none of them were Hermione. "Figures." He thought. Seamus had left twenty minutes before he and Harry.
Harry led Ron up to Ginny who was standing with her friends. They began to giggle as Ginny shushed them. "We'll see you later, Ginny." Said one of them as they left.
"Hey." Said Ginny, smiling as she turning to Harry.
"Hey." He responded looking quite happy his self. "So, you ready to go?"
Ginny nodded and they started walking out. "Wait! Harry I thought you had to wait for—wait, are you two going together?"
Harry glanced nervously at Ginny before speaking. "Yes, we are. I hope you aren't mad or anything."
"Why would I be mad?" asked Ron. "Better you than someone else." That was such a relief for Harry! He was so afraid Ron would get mad at him for taking his sister to the ball. That's why he hadn't mentioned his date much beforehand.
The three of them arrived just as the doors were opening. Ron casually found a table in close to the back (but not too close so he was still able to watch for Hermione and Seamus) Harry and Ginny took a seat with him. The first song started. Harry and Ginny looked as though they wanted to get up, but they weren't sure they should leave Ron. "Go ahead! I'll probably leave in a bit anyway." Said Ron.
"Are you sure?" asked Ginny.
"Just go."
"Well, if you're sure." Harry took Ginny's hand and walked with her out to
the dance floor.
"This is going to be a long night." Ron thought to himself.
The night went on and Ron wondered why he hadn't just asked Hermione sooner. I mean would it really have been that hard? Yes. Well he was certainly paying for it now. He hadn't seen Hermione all evening. They were probably on the other side of the dance floor. A few times Ron had considered walking around it to look for her, but somehow he couldn't get out of his chair. He didn't think he could take seeing Hermione and Seamus together. And so he sat alone, doomed to a miserable evening. That is, until it was almost over.
Ron glanced at his watch. There was about ten minutes of the ball left. He might as well leave now; what was the point of staying? He stood up and headed towards the exit, only to be stopped. "Ron!" Was it Hermione? He turned around. No, it was only Ginny. Not that there was anything wrong with his sister, he would just rather of seen Hermione, that's all.
"Hey. Where's Harry?"
"Never mind that, I have something important to tell you!" Ginny stopped talking and walked over to him so that she could stop shouting.
"Like what?"
"Seamus is dancing with Lavender!"
"What?" asked Ron. "He just left Hermione? I'm going to kill him!"
"No, wait!" shouted Ginny as she held Ron back from running to find Seamus. "There's something you don't understand! Hermione and Seamus just went as friends!"
"What?"
"Lavender was taken, and—well—you didn't ask Hermione, but now Seamus is with Lavender! Don't you see? Now you can ask Hermione!" Ron froze.
"Oh, you found him?" said Harry as he walked up next to Ginny. She nodded.
"Ok everybody, here's the last song of the night." A voice sounded across the Great Hall as the music slowed in tempo.
"If you're going to ask her mate, you better do it now, and fast." Said Harry, pointing. "She's right over there."
Instead of launching a whole speech on how he didn't know what Harry was talking about, he just nodded nervously, never looking away from Hermione. "Good luck." Said Ginny as Harry took her hand and led her to the dance floor. Ron was too nervous to care, or even notice them leaving.
Just then, Ron caught Hermione's eye/ She looked over at him and smiled. "She's looking at me." He thought. The two just stood there, staring at each other. It didn't matter that they were on opposite sides of the dance floor; they were still connected. Slowly they walked towards each other until they met in the middle.
"Hermione, would you like to dance?" His words came out calmly and smoothly, but his eyes contained over ounce of nerves that flowed in his body.
Hermione smiled bigger than he had even seen her smile before. Her eyes glittered in the lowlight. "I though you'd never ask."
So there it is! Yay everything worked out! I really hope you liked it! Please review and tell me what you think! Thanks for reading!
A quiet uneasiness filled every hall of the school. All students fourth year and above were readying themselves for the highly anticipated, well in some respects, Christmas Ball. Everyone below fourth year was walking about, trying to find something fun to do. It was so unfair! They wanted to go too! Ron would have traded places with anyone of them that night in a heartbeat.
Ron didn't want to go. In fact at the moment he would rather spend the evening scrubbing trophies or even studying! Anything was better than seeing Hermione dancing with Seamus. If Seamus did anything to her, or tried anything, Ron was going to curse him. He had spent all day picking out which spell he was going to use. Seamus didn't deserve Hermione.
And so he stood in his dormitory, getting ready to go to the ball, dateless, in order to spy—he wasn't going to spy on her! He was just simply... ok he was going to spy on Hermione. "Ready, mate?" He was going to tag with Harry and his date whoever that was until he found a table he could sit it at. Who was Harry going to the ball with anyway?
"Ready when you are. Hey, who's your date, anyway?"
Harry didn't look like he wanted to answer. "You'll see. Let's go." They headed down stairs.
Ron looked around for Hermione when they entered the common room. There were several girls waiting around, but none of them were Hermione. "Figures." He thought. Seamus had left twenty minutes before he and Harry.
Harry led Ron up to Ginny who was standing with her friends. They began to giggle as Ginny shushed them. "We'll see you later, Ginny." Said one of them as they left.
"Hey." Said Ginny, smiling as she turning to Harry.
"Hey." He responded looking quite happy his self. "So, you ready to go?"
Ginny nodded and they started walking out. "Wait! Harry I thought you had to wait for—wait, are you two going together?"
Harry glanced nervously at Ginny before speaking. "Yes, we are. I hope you aren't mad or anything."
"Why would I be mad?" asked Ron. "Better you than someone else." That was such a relief for Harry! He was so afraid Ron would get mad at him for taking his sister to the ball. That's why he hadn't mentioned his date much beforehand.
The three of them arrived just as the doors were opening. Ron casually found a table in close to the back (but not too close so he was still able to watch for Hermione and Seamus) Harry and Ginny took a seat with him. The first song started. Harry and Ginny looked as though they wanted to get up, but they weren't sure they should leave Ron. "Go ahead! I'll probably leave in a bit anyway." Said Ron.
"Are you sure?" asked Ginny.
"Just go."
"Well, if you're sure." Harry took Ginny's hand and walked with her out to
the dance floor.
"This is going to be a long night." Ron thought to himself.
The night went on and Ron wondered why he hadn't just asked Hermione sooner. I mean would it really have been that hard? Yes. Well he was certainly paying for it now. He hadn't seen Hermione all evening. They were probably on the other side of the dance floor. A few times Ron had considered walking around it to look for her, but somehow he couldn't get out of his chair. He didn't think he could take seeing Hermione and Seamus together. And so he sat alone, doomed to a miserable evening. That is, until it was almost over.
Ron glanced at his watch. There was about ten minutes of the ball left. He might as well leave now; what was the point of staying? He stood up and headed towards the exit, only to be stopped. "Ron!" Was it Hermione? He turned around. No, it was only Ginny. Not that there was anything wrong with his sister, he would just rather of seen Hermione, that's all.
"Hey. Where's Harry?"
"Never mind that, I have something important to tell you!" Ginny stopped talking and walked over to him so that she could stop shouting.
"Like what?"
"Seamus is dancing with Lavender!"
"What?" asked Ron. "He just left Hermione? I'm going to kill him!"
"No, wait!" shouted Ginny as she held Ron back from running to find Seamus. "There's something you don't understand! Hermione and Seamus just went as friends!"
"What?"
"Lavender was taken, and—well—you didn't ask Hermione, but now Seamus is with Lavender! Don't you see? Now you can ask Hermione!" Ron froze.
"Oh, you found him?" said Harry as he walked up next to Ginny. She nodded.
"Ok everybody, here's the last song of the night." A voice sounded across the Great Hall as the music slowed in tempo.
"If you're going to ask her mate, you better do it now, and fast." Said Harry, pointing. "She's right over there."
Instead of launching a whole speech on how he didn't know what Harry was talking about, he just nodded nervously, never looking away from Hermione. "Good luck." Said Ginny as Harry took her hand and led her to the dance floor. Ron was too nervous to care, or even notice them leaving.
Just then, Ron caught Hermione's eye/ She looked over at him and smiled. "She's looking at me." He thought. The two just stood there, staring at each other. It didn't matter that they were on opposite sides of the dance floor; they were still connected. Slowly they walked towards each other until they met in the middle.
"Hermione, would you like to dance?" His words came out calmly and smoothly, but his eyes contained over ounce of nerves that flowed in his body.
Hermione smiled bigger than he had even seen her smile before. Her eyes glittered in the lowlight. "I though you'd never ask."
So there it is! Yay everything worked out! I really hope you liked it! Please review and tell me what you think! Thanks for reading!