They all laughed as they spilled into the common room.
"Hahaha, looks like Harry made a new friend," Ron laughed.
"Shut up," Harry said. "It's not funny that first year, Ronda, is
following me everywhere, like some sort of stalker," Harry complained.
"Oh please she's only in love with you, no worries," said Hermione.
"No worries – she's taken a picture of me and made it into a shirt," Harry
exclaimed. Ron bumped into Hermione with laughter, she chuckled.
"Honestly Ron this is now laughing matter now Harry what are you going to
do?" she asked.
"Well she's already asked me to the ball so I suppose there is nothing to
do," Harry uttered.
"You and her together she's at least quadruple your size," Ron laughed.
"And who are you going with?" Hermione inquired with a slight anxious tone.
"awhhh...no one so far ..." Ron said blushing.
"Well me neither," Hermione admitted "Well seems like we'll just have to
stand together as to escape embarrassment" Hermione suggested. "Sounds
okay," Ron said. "We'll always have Harry to amuse us."
The following week, while avoiding Ronda – an impossible task – Harry saw very little of Ron and Hermione. They always seemed to be at Hogsmeade or working together. When Harry questioned Hermione would answer in a defensive tone, "What do you think, I am just helping him with potions!" One day Harry saw them deep in conversation together staring into each other's eyes, but he couldn't dwell on this as Ronda rambled down the hall shouting, "Harry, Harry – wait up I want to show you a drawing I did of you, the likeness is unbelievable!" Harry turned pale and sprinted in the other direction with a frightened look on his face.
The next time Harry spotted Ron and Hermione they were holding hands at the ball. Harry stared. "What, we're only trying to make it more believable that were here together," they exclaimed blushing. "Yeah no one is here alone! Plus shouldn't you get back to Ronda," Ron said. Harry grimaced and returned. "So do you want to... you know," Ron said. "What dance? I suppose so" Hermione responded. They came together awkwardly began to dance. Though soon they loosened up as they saw Harry squished into the chest of Ronda, feet not reaching the ground, and heard him mutter "Help! I can't breathe," and "Not so tight Ronda" as they twirled around the dance floor. Draco Malfoy laughed hysterically at Potter and did not miss an opportunity to tease Ron and Hermione. "What's this, the low class and mudblood, what now one else would come with you? Had to settle for each other?" He smirked. "Oh please Malfoy, what your date so boring you have to come and poke fun at us" Hermione rebutted. Malfoy frowned and left. "I love when you burn Malfoy," Ron laughed. "He asks for it," she chuckled as she hugged him. "Glad to see someone's having a good time," Harry murmered from the floor where he had fallen gasping for air. Then he was swooped up by Ronda and dragged for the rest of the night while Ron and Hermione took joy in each other's company and laughed at Harry's unfortunate situation.
The following week, while avoiding Ronda – an impossible task – Harry saw very little of Ron and Hermione. They always seemed to be at Hogsmeade or working together. When Harry questioned Hermione would answer in a defensive tone, "What do you think, I am just helping him with potions!" One day Harry saw them deep in conversation together staring into each other's eyes, but he couldn't dwell on this as Ronda rambled down the hall shouting, "Harry, Harry – wait up I want to show you a drawing I did of you, the likeness is unbelievable!" Harry turned pale and sprinted in the other direction with a frightened look on his face.
The next time Harry spotted Ron and Hermione they were holding hands at the ball. Harry stared. "What, we're only trying to make it more believable that were here together," they exclaimed blushing. "Yeah no one is here alone! Plus shouldn't you get back to Ronda," Ron said. Harry grimaced and returned. "So do you want to... you know," Ron said. "What dance? I suppose so" Hermione responded. They came together awkwardly began to dance. Though soon they loosened up as they saw Harry squished into the chest of Ronda, feet not reaching the ground, and heard him mutter "Help! I can't breathe," and "Not so tight Ronda" as they twirled around the dance floor. Draco Malfoy laughed hysterically at Potter and did not miss an opportunity to tease Ron and Hermione. "What's this, the low class and mudblood, what now one else would come with you? Had to settle for each other?" He smirked. "Oh please Malfoy, what your date so boring you have to come and poke fun at us" Hermione rebutted. Malfoy frowned and left. "I love when you burn Malfoy," Ron laughed. "He asks for it," she chuckled as she hugged him. "Glad to see someone's having a good time," Harry murmered from the floor where he had fallen gasping for air. Then he was swooped up by Ronda and dragged for the rest of the night while Ron and Hermione took joy in each other's company and laughed at Harry's unfortunate situation.