I found Ron at one of the tables in the library and sat down next to him.
"What's wrong?"
"Everything." I folded my arms on the table and buried my face in them.
"What happened?"
"I don't want to talk about it right now o.k.?"
"It's Malfoy isn't it?"
I lifted my head up. "I said I don't want to talk about it, alright?!?" I felt bad for yelling at Ron and quickly apologised. "You know my life would be so much easier if Draco had never been born."
"I think everyone's life would be. "
I snickered. "You got that right. So who are you taking to the dance?"
"Hermione."
"About time."
He looked over at me. "What do you mean by that?"
I rolled my eyes. "Ron, the whole school knows you and Hermione like each other." He pretended as if he had never heard me say that.
"What about you? Who's your date?"
"Didn't you hear? I'm not allowed to go to the dance, but if I were you know I'd take Chelsie."
"Chelsie and Harry sitting in a tree..." I elbowed him. "I heard she's going with Malfoy."
"Don't remind me. Besides it's not like she's going with him because she wants to."
I looked up and saw Hermione take a seat across from us. "Hi Ron." She glanced over at me, but quickly turned her attention back to Ron.
"Hi Hermione." I waved to her, thinking that maybe she just hadn't seen me sitting there.
"I'm not speaking to you." Well that solved that.
"So, Harry what makes you think Chelsie's going with Malfoy to the dance against her will?"
Did I have to answer that? "Oh come on Ron it's Malfoy! Besides she told me that Draco was going to say some stuff about her if she didn't go."
This information sparked Ron's intrest. "Like what?"
I shurgged my shoudlers. "She wouldn't tell me."
Ron sat there pondering on the information he had just recieved. That's also when Hermione decided to speak up. "Well if you ask me, I think she's up to something."
"You would."
She glared at me. "You really think Chelsie likes you?"
"I do like him." Hermione always seemed to say the wrong things at the wrong time. I looked up at Chelsie. Her eyes swollen from crying. "Harry I need you to do me a big favor." I nodded and agreed to do whatever it was she needed me too. "Meet me outside on the school grounds immediately after the dance is scheduled to end. I have something I need to tell you. Promise me you'll be there?"
I smiled. "I promise." She then rushed off, leaving us all there a little curious about what it is she so desperately needed to tell me.
"Better be prepared Harry. For all you know she could be setting you up."
"Hermione, I thought you weren't talking to me? To tell you the truth, I liked it better when we weren't talking." Ron swallowed back his laughter as I got up and exited the room. I returned to the dormitories, climbed into bed, and fell asleep.
[2 Be Continued...]
"What's wrong?"
"Everything." I folded my arms on the table and buried my face in them.
"What happened?"
"I don't want to talk about it right now o.k.?"
"It's Malfoy isn't it?"
I lifted my head up. "I said I don't want to talk about it, alright?!?" I felt bad for yelling at Ron and quickly apologised. "You know my life would be so much easier if Draco had never been born."
"I think everyone's life would be. "
I snickered. "You got that right. So who are you taking to the dance?"
"Hermione."
"About time."
He looked over at me. "What do you mean by that?"
I rolled my eyes. "Ron, the whole school knows you and Hermione like each other." He pretended as if he had never heard me say that.
"What about you? Who's your date?"
"Didn't you hear? I'm not allowed to go to the dance, but if I were you know I'd take Chelsie."
"Chelsie and Harry sitting in a tree..." I elbowed him. "I heard she's going with Malfoy."
"Don't remind me. Besides it's not like she's going with him because she wants to."
I looked up and saw Hermione take a seat across from us. "Hi Ron." She glanced over at me, but quickly turned her attention back to Ron.
"Hi Hermione." I waved to her, thinking that maybe she just hadn't seen me sitting there.
"I'm not speaking to you." Well that solved that.
"So, Harry what makes you think Chelsie's going with Malfoy to the dance against her will?"
Did I have to answer that? "Oh come on Ron it's Malfoy! Besides she told me that Draco was going to say some stuff about her if she didn't go."
This information sparked Ron's intrest. "Like what?"
I shurgged my shoudlers. "She wouldn't tell me."
Ron sat there pondering on the information he had just recieved. That's also when Hermione decided to speak up. "Well if you ask me, I think she's up to something."
"You would."
She glared at me. "You really think Chelsie likes you?"
"I do like him." Hermione always seemed to say the wrong things at the wrong time. I looked up at Chelsie. Her eyes swollen from crying. "Harry I need you to do me a big favor." I nodded and agreed to do whatever it was she needed me too. "Meet me outside on the school grounds immediately after the dance is scheduled to end. I have something I need to tell you. Promise me you'll be there?"
I smiled. "I promise." She then rushed off, leaving us all there a little curious about what it is she so desperately needed to tell me.
"Better be prepared Harry. For all you know she could be setting you up."
"Hermione, I thought you weren't talking to me? To tell you the truth, I liked it better when we weren't talking." Ron swallowed back his laughter as I got up and exited the room. I returned to the dormitories, climbed into bed, and fell asleep.
[2 Be Continued...]