"Me?"
"Yes." She said firmly. After a second of silence she spoke again, "Well, I should be leaving." She kissed his cheek quickly, tears forming in her eyes as she turned away.
Ron didn't know what to do or even what to think. Then, he saw Harry and Hermione, hand in hand, turning the corner.
His eyes darted around, it only took Ron a second to find her. He ran to her as quickly as he could, grabbing her arm, "Mandy-" He said panting, "Mandy... I would- I mean would you like do go out sometime? And maybe hang out... now?" He had never felt so brave in his life.
"I would love that." She smiled, the tears fading from her eyes. "That would really be great."
"Yeah, yeah it would." Ron felt all bubbly inside; she had taken his hand. He was staring into her eyes, as she was mesmerized by his. Before he knew what he was doing, his hands were at her waist, one of her hands in his hair, the other on his cheek. And they were kissing. Ron felt drunk as his lips were pressed to hers; as her tongue rolled around in his mouth.
After a few moments, Ron pulled away. From the corner of his eye he could see a furious Harry, standing still with his teeth clenched, and Hermione, who stared at him with sad eyes.
Ron wrapped his arm around her shoulders. They began to walk around Diagon Alley, genuinely enjoying one's company.
"Let's get into this sweets shop." Mandy suggested innocently.
"Maybe another time." Ron hadn't a sickle on him.
"Please?" She begged.
"Tomorrow." He promised.
"Ok, I'm a bit tired anyway." She nodded, "Let's get out of here."
"Where can we go?"
"My house. Or yours. But of course my big brother is home, and he is just old enough to do magic outside of school..."
"My house then." Ron said without thinking. "No." Ron said quickly, "No, we can't go there."
"Why not?" She stopped walking, a frown spread across her face. "You don't want your family to meet me, do you?"
"Well, of course I do. It's just- my family- you don't want to meet them. Mandy- They are loud and everywhere and my house is crap..."
"I don't care about that, Ron." Mandy smiled.
Ron glanced over his shoulder, catching a brief glimpse of Hermione and Harry, who seemed to have followed them "Yeah, let's go."
"Ok."
Mandy followed Ron into the grate. "The Burrow!" Ron said as he threw down a handful of floo powder.
"Yes." She said firmly. After a second of silence she spoke again, "Well, I should be leaving." She kissed his cheek quickly, tears forming in her eyes as she turned away.
Ron didn't know what to do or even what to think. Then, he saw Harry and Hermione, hand in hand, turning the corner.
His eyes darted around, it only took Ron a second to find her. He ran to her as quickly as he could, grabbing her arm, "Mandy-" He said panting, "Mandy... I would- I mean would you like do go out sometime? And maybe hang out... now?" He had never felt so brave in his life.
"I would love that." She smiled, the tears fading from her eyes. "That would really be great."
"Yeah, yeah it would." Ron felt all bubbly inside; she had taken his hand. He was staring into her eyes, as she was mesmerized by his. Before he knew what he was doing, his hands were at her waist, one of her hands in his hair, the other on his cheek. And they were kissing. Ron felt drunk as his lips were pressed to hers; as her tongue rolled around in his mouth.
After a few moments, Ron pulled away. From the corner of his eye he could see a furious Harry, standing still with his teeth clenched, and Hermione, who stared at him with sad eyes.
Ron wrapped his arm around her shoulders. They began to walk around Diagon Alley, genuinely enjoying one's company.
"Let's get into this sweets shop." Mandy suggested innocently.
"Maybe another time." Ron hadn't a sickle on him.
"Please?" She begged.
"Tomorrow." He promised.
"Ok, I'm a bit tired anyway." She nodded, "Let's get out of here."
"Where can we go?"
"My house. Or yours. But of course my big brother is home, and he is just old enough to do magic outside of school..."
"My house then." Ron said without thinking. "No." Ron said quickly, "No, we can't go there."
"Why not?" She stopped walking, a frown spread across her face. "You don't want your family to meet me, do you?"
"Well, of course I do. It's just- my family- you don't want to meet them. Mandy- They are loud and everywhere and my house is crap..."
"I don't care about that, Ron." Mandy smiled.
Ron glanced over his shoulder, catching a brief glimpse of Hermione and Harry, who seemed to have followed them "Yeah, let's go."
"Ok."
Mandy followed Ron into the grate. "The Burrow!" Ron said as he threw down a handful of floo powder.