Why has Ron dragged me out here, Hermione thought. Whatever it is, it had better be important.
"Hermione," Ron began, "there's something important I have to ask you."
"Look Ron," Hermione said, frowning, "if this is about that Zodiac Stones essay, I'm not going to help you write it this time. It's about time you wrote an essay on your own. It's your sixth year. What are you going to do when I'm not around?"
"Come on, Hermione, I only need 5 more inches from you… Wait. That's not what I wanted to ask."
"Oh for heavens sake, Ron. What is it?" Hermione asked.
"DoyouwannagotoHogsmeadewimme?" Ron rambled.
"Come again?" Hermione asked, confused.
"Do you…want to go to Hogsmeade…with me?" Ron said.
Ron? Hogsmeade? Together? I'm so confused, Hermione thought.
"Like…on a date?" Hermione asked, unsure.
"Well, a double date, really. Stella and Harry and me and you," Ron said, quickly. By now his ears were bright red.
"Is this just so Harry isn't by himself, or are you really asking me?" Hermione asked.
Because if that's why, Hermione thought, I'm taking back what I said about him not being an insensitive wart.
"No, I'm really asking you," Ron said, now his entire face the color of a tomato.
Going on a date with Ron, Hermione thought. I don't think that would be so bad. I mean, he's certainly cute. But we're always quarreling. But then again, I noticed he really cares about me. He always gets upset when someone calls me a mudblood. And he certainly wasn't pleased when I went to the ball with Viktor…who knows what this will be like…
"All right, then," Hermione said.
"So, I'll…er…see you next weekend then." Ron said.
"You'll see me tomorrow, Ron. In class?," Hermione smiled.
"Oh…er…yeah," Ron said, walking away quickly.
Same old Ron, Hermione thought, shaking her head.
Hermione walked back into the common room and up to the Girls' Dormitory. She needed to think. Hermione flopped onto her golden four-poster bed and closed the curtains. She wanted to be alone. There were a lot of things to think about. For one thing, because she accepted Ron's invitation, does that mean she liked him too? Did she ever like him?
"Well, sort of," Hermione answered her own question aloud. She remembered the times when he defended her from Malfoy's cruel insults. Even when he almost had a heart attack when he discovered that she was still writing to Viktor. Could this be happening? Could she actually be falling in love with Ron Weasley?
No, don't use the word love, Hermione, she told herself. You only use love when you know it's true, you might like Ron, but you don't know if you love him yet. I'm really not sure how I feel right now…but I guess this date will help me find out.
At that moment, the curtain was pulled back by Stella. "Hey, Hermione," she said, cheerfully.
"Good evening, Stella," Hermione said, stiffly. "If you'll notice, I'm attempting to sleep, so I'll just say good night."
"Hermione, what is your problem?" Stella said, angrily. Lavender and Parvati turned around to observe the escalating argument. "I've tried being nice to you, and all you can do is be jealous because I beat you at a few things," she yelled.
"Jealous? Okay, so maybe I was a little bit jealous before, but I got over that already," Hermione yelled back.
"Oh really? Because I think you're jealous of something else," Stella said.
"What could you have that I would ever want," Hermione sneered.
"Harry Potter," Stella said, simply.
"Harry?! For your information," Hermione said, appearing highly affronted, "I am going on a date with Ron Weasley. Besides, why have him as a temporary boyfriend, when I could have him as a friend forever."
"Don't think I don't see the way you look at him sometimes," Stella said. "Gazing at him when he's not looking."
Gazing? I don't look at Harry that way at all, Hermione thought.'
"Don't be ridiculous," Hermione snapped, "Harry is only a friend. And if I wanted him, I would've had him long ago."
"All right then," Stella said, "I guess we'll see each other next weekend. With our dates."
"I guess we will," Hermione replied. Stella left quickly. Lavender and Parvati left soon after whispering to one another.
Great. The whole school will know about our argument once those two open their mouths, Hermione thought. Really. The idea of me liking Harry? Absolutely ridiculous. What could possibly be going through her head? She made it sound as though she had beaten me to Harry or something. Well next week, I'll be having an excellent double date with Ron.
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