Hey guys time for the next chapter! Oh and just a note from chapter 4, I meant that as a joke! I mean its not actually proven that girls are smarter...is it? Oh well it was a joke do not take it seriously guys. Anyway here we go!

Disclaimer: do the FASM: forget about suing me.

It was one week before the ball and one day before the students from Beauxbatons and

Durmstrang were to arrive. Everyone was anxious and excited. Ron Weasley, however, was in

the common room sulking.

"Ron what are you doing here its dinner time."asked Harry.

"I'm not hungry." Ron muttered.

"Have my ears been mistaken? Ron Weasley not hungry?" asked Hermione coming into the

common room.

"What? A person's got a right to not be hungry!" said Ron irritably.

"Oo touchy. What's with you Ron?" asked Hermione.

"Nothing." he replied grumply.

Harry coughed loudly at this.

"Oh eat owl dung Harry. I'm just not feeling well."

Hearing this Hermione put her hand to Ron's forehead

"Well you're not burning up." she stated.

"Really? Could have fooled me." Ron snarled.

"What is up with you, Ron?" Harry asked looking at his friend with some concern.

"Nothing."

"Yes there is,"said Hermione. "I don't understand it you were fine just a few momen—oh wait a

minute. Does this have anything to do with Durmstrang and Beauxbatons coming tomorrow?"

"NO!" he yelled a little suddenly. Ron's ears began to turn red.

"It is." Harry and Hermione said at the same time.

"Fine I have a problem with Durmstrang coming tomorrow. Satisfied?"

"You forgot to mention Beauxbatons." said Harry.

"No he didn't. He just has a problem with Durmstrang." Hermione replied.

"Why would that be?" said Ron gritting his teeth while his ears were turning an even darker

shade of pink.

"Two words: Viktor Krum." Hermione said.

"I don't have a problem with Krum."

"Yes you do."

"No I don't."

"Do."

"Don't."

"Do."

"Don't."

"Do."

"Will you guys just shut up? You sound like an old married couple. And Ron, Hermione is right,

you do have a problem with Viktor Krum." said Harry rubbing his forehead tiredly.

"FINE! I HAVE A PROBLEM WITH VIKTOR KRUM! SATISFIED!" yelled Ron. A few

first years looked at him oddly.

"You have issues mate. I'm going to dinner." Harry said. He left the common room shaking his

head.

"Alright Ron why do you have a problem with Viktor Krum?" asked Hermione once he left.

"I just do, ok."

"Not good enough." she said.

"Its because...its..."

"Yes?" prompted Hermione.

"I hate the fact that you keep in contact with him! I mean its just...just..."

"Just what?"

"Wrong!"

Hermione looked at him disbelievingly.

"And just why is it wrong?" she asked him acidly.

"Because...because...he's just so much older then you! It grosses me out!"

"But he's really nice!" exclaimed Hermione. "I know." sighed Ron. "Its just that, well, I'm not

really used to it you know. You having a boyfriend and stuff."

"When did I get a boyfriend? Ron me and Viktor are just friends. How many times do I have to

say that so it sticks to that thick head of yours?" Hermione laughed.

Ron grinned sheepishly. "I guess I was just being stupid. I'm sorry."

"Apology accepted." Hermione grinned and gave him a big hug. Ron's ears turned red.

"Lets go to dinner, then." he said still a bit red.

"Alright."

As they walked down to the Great Hall Hermione noticed that Ron was still a bit glum.

"You do know, that Viktor isn't even going to be at the ball."

Ron looked surprised.

"How do you know." he asked a bit suspiciously.

"He's graduated now." she said laughing.

"How do you know he wasn't held back?"

Hermione laughed even harder.

"Ron, did you know you can be extremely thick sometimes?"

He gave her another sheepish look and then laughed. And at dinner that night Ron Weasley ate

an excessive amount of food.

Really short I know but don't worry next one is going to be longer.