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The day before the ball Ron was very sulky. He didn't have a date, he had just gotten in to a

fight with one of his best friends, and his two older brothers were coming today.

"Life just couldn't get any worse." muttered Ron at breakfast that day.

"What did you say?" asked Harry while he was eating his porridge.

"Why did she blow up at me like that? I mean what did I do wrong?" Ron asked Harry. He

considered what happened last night.

"Well I think she's mad at you because you sounded like the only reason you asked her was

because you thought she was the only one that wouldn't refuse you." Harry said.

"Say that again?"

"Well, you said she was your last resort. I mean that is a bit of insult to a girl. I mean most girls

like to be asked because the guy wants to actually go with them. You basically said 'I don't

want to go with you to, but since I'm desperate please go with me.'"

"No I didn't!" Ron exclaimed.

Harry thought for a moment.

"Yeah, you did."

"Harry, Ron! Wonderful to see you two!" came an oh-so familiar voice. Harry and Ron both

turned around. "Fred?"

"And don't forget George!"

"We decided to drop by and come to your little ball." Fred said.

"Yeah?" snarled Ron. "And who invited you?" Fred and George gave a gasp.

"Why Ron," said George with a fake look of disappointment, "Don't you want us to be there?"

"Yeah, I mean we're family!" said Fred.

"We look out for each other."

Ron snorted.

Fred and George looked at each other, and then they both grinned slyly.

"Well, anyway I see someone's missing from the golden trio." George said mischievously.

"Where is your dear Hermione?" asked Fred, his mouth twitching.

"What do you mean "my dear Hermione"? Ron asked with narrowed eyes.

"Well isn't it obvious little brother?"

"We would have thought you'd realize it by now."

"Obviously he's thicker then we thought."

"Obviously."

"What in the bloody hell are you two talking about." asked a frustrated Ron.

"Hermione." the twins said.

"What about her?" he asked getting a little irritated.

"Yeah what about her?" asked Harry a little surprised.

"You mean you don't realize it?" the twins asked surprised and smirking.

"Realize what?" Harry and Ron asked.

"Fred! George!" squealed Ginny suddenly the moment she saw her brothers.

"Ginny! How are you?" said George hugging his little sister.

"George! Quit the happy family reunion! What is this you're saying about Hermione?" Ron

asked, clearly annoyed.

"Speaking of Hermione," Ginny said throwing Ron a contemptuous look "Do you realize how

much of a git you were to her?"

"Ah, nice to know things haven't changed since we left." Fred said with a big smile on his face.

"What are you talking about?" Ron asked.

"You're right, Fred things haven't changed. Ron's still as big a git as he always was. Perhaps

even bigger."

"Harry, just why is it that my entire family loves to gang up on me?" Ron said with frustration.

"I'll tell you the reason why," snarled Ginny. "Its because you treat one of your best friends like

dirt."

"I don't treat you that bad do I mate?" Ron asked Harry .

"No, not really." said Harry shrugging.

"Not him you thick headed numbskull!" Ginny exclaimed.

"You know, Fred, I think Ron's gotten thicker then the last time we saw him."

"You know, George, I know Ron's gotten thicker then the last time we saw him."

"Shut up!" Ron said. "Ginny if this is about that incident that happened last night, please tell me

why the he--"

"Language." Both Fred and George said, interrupting their little brother. Ron glared at the pai

r of them.

"Fine. Ginny please tell me why the heck Hermione blew up at me yesterday!"

"You mean you don't know?" Ginny asked disbelievingly and disgustedly. "Come on, Ron, I

mean I'm sure even Harry noticed it."

Ron casted Harry a glare. "Do you just tell her everything I'm going to say?" he asked acidly.

"So Harry did notice something then." Ginny said smirking smugly. She and Ron both looked at

him.

"I think I'm gonna go...do something." Harry said getting up, not really wanting to be involved

with what was going on.

"Do you know how much you hurt her last night?" Ginny asked. "She told me what you said

and I was simply astounded."

"What part of what I said offended her?" Ron asked, clearly upset.

"Umm lets think, how about EVERYTHING! Ron, you never ask a girl to ball and tell her she's

your last resort!" Ginny yelled at him. Fred and George nodded their head and murmured their

agreement.

"I mean do you know how rude that sounds? You're supposed to ask a girl because you want

to, not because you think you have to! And, quit telling her that she isn't the type of girl to get

involved with girly things like makeup! I mean for all you know she could be!"

Ron was speechless. This was too much the same like what Harry said earlier, and furthermore

he understood it. He felt as if he was hit with a heavy weight.

"Now, luckily for you, I have managed to calm her down so I think if you'll apologize she won't

bite your head off. "

"Fine. I'll go on and apologize to her." he left his siblings and went up to the common room and

found Hermione doing nothing. She was just sitting there not even with a book in her hand. She

saw him and glared at him.

"Look Hermione, before you say anything, let me just say I'm sorry. I know why you're upset. I

shouldn't have asked you just because I thought you were my last resort. In fact you're not.

You should have been my first one. I am really sorry and I swear if I'm ever going to ask you to

another ball it'll be because you're my first resort not my last." he said in one breath.

"Is that it?" Hermione asked him.

"Oh, Merlin did I say something else stupid that I forgot about?" Ron asked slapping his hand to

his forehead. Hermione opened her mouth, as if to say something but then closed it.

He still doesn't get it does he? He still doesn't get that I may be into girly things? He still

doesn't understand that I'm not just a bookworm!

She sighed. "I forgive you Ron." she said with a sad little smile.

"I'm sorry I guess I never did learn my lesson."

"I guess not. Listen I know its early but I'm a little tired. I think I'm going to take a little morning

nap."

"Oh, ok."

Hermione went up the stairs to her dormitory. She found Lavender and Parvati checking over

their outfits for the ball. They had asked some 4th years to look at their gowns and decide which

was prettier.

They never even bothered to ask me for my opinion.

At that moment, any doubt Hermione Granger had about her plan for tomorrow night vanished.

By tomorrow night it would be the last time, Ron, Lavendar or Parvati or anyone at Hogwarts

thought of her as a bushy-haired- know-it-all

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