Please go with me
A/N: I know there are a lot of RW/HG fics but I like them. Read and review please!
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the simple plot.
'The Yule Ball is approaching - a traditional part of the Triwizard Tournament and an opportunity for us to socialise with our foreign guests. Now, the ball will be open only to fourth years and above although you may invite a younger student if you wish to-'
Great thought Ron, a ball. Just what I need. I Ron sat back in his chair, sulking. What with celebrities like Viktor Krum flouncing around school and Harry being a school Hero after completing the first task, Ron had enough humiliation to deal with. A ball would be a disaster!
"I can't believe we've got to take partners," Ron muttered, his headn rested on his hands. Harry sighed loudly.
"How do you think I feel? I've got to dance in front of everyone and I haven't even asked anyone yet. Have you?" asked Harry. Ron swallowed loudly and glanced to the stairway leading to the girls dormitories, reliving what he'd just done.
"No, not yet, you?" Ron lied. Harry shook his head and Ron stared into the fire place, blushing crimson.
FLASHBACK
Ron strolled out of The Great Hall after dinner and walked slowly and nervously up one of the staircases, just feet behind Hermione who was rushing off to the common room.
Ron followed slowly, Hermione not noticing his presence yet. Harry was still finishing his meal and Ron had gone ahead, planning to do something he'd been planning for days.
Ron moved quicker and was now inches form Hermione. He rested his hand on her shoulder to get her attention but pulled his hand away as if Hermione's shoulder was red hot.
"Yes?" said Hermione, turning around to see Ron. Ron swallowed and stuffed his hands into the pockets of his robes. he tried to gather the courage to speak but he felt as if his voice had disappeared.
"I need to, um, speak to you. Can you, erm, come here?" said Ron slowly, pointing in the direction of an empty classroom. Hermione glanced unsurely to the classroom and nodded.
As they wlaked into it, Ron could feel his hands shaking with nerves and he had a pain in his stomach
"I was wondering, well, you wouldn't want to......you know......"
"Want to what?"
"Gototheyuleballwithme!" Ron said extremely quickly. Even though Ron spoke quickly, Hermione understood what he said and she cleared her throat loudly.
"Ron, I'm sorry. It's not that I don't like you, just not in that sort of way....."
Ron didn't wait to here Hermione say n so he dashed out of the empty classroom as fast as he could. He knew he'd just made the biggest mistake ever.
FLASHBACK END
"So, who are you thinking of asking?" Harry said, looking around the empty common room.
"I....I don't know...."
"Hermione told me something before, Ron."
"She did?"
A/N: I know there are a lot of RW/HG fics but I like them. Read and review please!
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the simple plot.
'The Yule Ball is approaching - a traditional part of the Triwizard Tournament and an opportunity for us to socialise with our foreign guests. Now, the ball will be open only to fourth years and above although you may invite a younger student if you wish to-'
Great thought Ron, a ball. Just what I need. I Ron sat back in his chair, sulking. What with celebrities like Viktor Krum flouncing around school and Harry being a school Hero after completing the first task, Ron had enough humiliation to deal with. A ball would be a disaster!
"I can't believe we've got to take partners," Ron muttered, his headn rested on his hands. Harry sighed loudly.
"How do you think I feel? I've got to dance in front of everyone and I haven't even asked anyone yet. Have you?" asked Harry. Ron swallowed loudly and glanced to the stairway leading to the girls dormitories, reliving what he'd just done.
"No, not yet, you?" Ron lied. Harry shook his head and Ron stared into the fire place, blushing crimson.
FLASHBACK
Ron strolled out of The Great Hall after dinner and walked slowly and nervously up one of the staircases, just feet behind Hermione who was rushing off to the common room.
Ron followed slowly, Hermione not noticing his presence yet. Harry was still finishing his meal and Ron had gone ahead, planning to do something he'd been planning for days.
Ron moved quicker and was now inches form Hermione. He rested his hand on her shoulder to get her attention but pulled his hand away as if Hermione's shoulder was red hot.
"Yes?" said Hermione, turning around to see Ron. Ron swallowed and stuffed his hands into the pockets of his robes. he tried to gather the courage to speak but he felt as if his voice had disappeared.
"I need to, um, speak to you. Can you, erm, come here?" said Ron slowly, pointing in the direction of an empty classroom. Hermione glanced unsurely to the classroom and nodded.
As they wlaked into it, Ron could feel his hands shaking with nerves and he had a pain in his stomach
"I was wondering, well, you wouldn't want to......you know......"
"Want to what?"
"Gototheyuleballwithme!" Ron said extremely quickly. Even though Ron spoke quickly, Hermione understood what he said and she cleared her throat loudly.
"Ron, I'm sorry. It's not that I don't like you, just not in that sort of way....."
Ron didn't wait to here Hermione say n so he dashed out of the empty classroom as fast as he could. He knew he'd just made the biggest mistake ever.
FLASHBACK END
"So, who are you thinking of asking?" Harry said, looking around the empty common room.
"I....I don't know...."
"Hermione told me something before, Ron."
"She did?"