Hermione stood in front of her mirror and tilted her head to the side. She
flattened her clothes to her body and sighed. She hated it when she slept
in. She didn't even have time to shower this morning.
'Oh, well, she thought.' as she climbed down the stairs to the common room, where Ron and Harry were already waiting for her.
"Are you finally ready for breakfast, Hermione?" Ron asked impatiently.
"What's your hurry?"
"I'm just hungry that's all."
Hermione shook her head as Ron lead the way out the door. She noticed how much more handsome Ron had become over the summer. He grew nearly half a foot taller and his shoulders were broader. His skin had become darker and it made his blue eyes sparkle and stand out.
He wasn't the only one who'd changed over the summer. Hermione grew an inch or two taller as well. Standing next to Ron she looked short, although she was about the size of Harry. She started to grow in places she didn't want to reveal.
She blushed at the thought of when she met Ron and Harry at Kings' Cross Station the first day on the way back to Hogwarts. They stared at her like she was someone else until they realized it was Hermione. She looked around avoid the stares of her friends only to find more stares. Even Malfoy was looking.
Ron was the first to speak, "Hermione, you look...good." He said as his cheeks turned a shade of red she'd never seen. Even when Malfoy was teasing Ron about his welthiness. It was one thing for Malfoy to look, but her own friends were too.
Hermione shifted her weight uncomfortably. Before she could stop it, it already came out of her mouth. "You look good too, Ron." What was she thinking? This was Ron! Ron Weasley! Her BEST friend!
The rest of the train ride was much more relaxed once Ron and Harry realized that this was still the same book loving Hermione they'd known since first year.
Hermione shook the thought from her head and followed Ron and Harry out of the common room. She quickened her pace to catch up with them. When she finally caught up she was out of breath. It didn't matter thought. They were at the Great Hall and Hermione could sit down for awhile to catch her breath.
Breakfast went as usual. The Gryffindor boys talked on about Quidditch, and Lavender and Parvati talked about all the cutest boys. Hermione just sat and picked at her food. She wouldn't eat anything too greasy or too fatty.
She sighed and looked down at her toast. "Hermione, what do you think?" she heard a voice say next to her.
She looked over to see Parvati and Lavender looking at her. "Huh? Think of what?"
"Of Draco."
"Malfoy? What do you mean? I think he's a stupid prat."
"But what about how he looks?"
Hermione turned around and looked at Malfoy. "He's okay. I guess." She wasn't being honest. He was gorgeous. With his blonde hair and silver eyes. His smooth pale skin. She didn't have a chance in the world. Nor did she want one.
"Okay? He's sexy." Parvati squealed.
"Girls. Remember who we're talking about here." Hermione said. She got up from her seat. "I'm going upstairs. I'm not hungry anymore." She left the hall and retreated back to her common room where she could get some peace away from Lavender and Parvati.
It was bad enough she had to share a room with the two, but when they talked she always hoped a bolt of lightning would strike them dead. Or at least hurt them long enough so that she could get a little reading done.
She sat down on a couch and pulled her legs up beneath her. She picked a book up off the table next to her and began to read it. Hogwarts: A History. She never thought she'd say it, but that book was so boring.
She set the book down and climbed the stairs to her bedroom. She curled into a ball at the end of her bed. She closed her eyes and began to dose off.
Hermione opened her eyes and looked at the person lying next to her in her bed. "Ron! You're not supposed to be in the girls' dorms!"
"I know but I had to see you. Be alone with you." He touched the side of her face. He leaned in and pressed his lips to hers. His lips were tender and soft against hers.
She closed her eyes and purred softly. She re-opened her eyes as she felt Ron's tongue pressing against her bottom lip. She opened her mouth and let his tongue enter.
BANG! BANG! Hermione opened her eyes and sat up. It was all a dream. A dream about Ron. She opened the door and saw the man of her dreams standing before her eyes. "Ron!"
"Hermione!" he mimicked her with a goofy smile on his face. "You left from breakfast in such a hurry. Me and Harry..."
"Harry and I." Hermione corrected.
"Right. We were going to go to Hagrid's. Do you wanna come?"
Hermione nodded. "Let me get my cloak first. She ran back into her room and Ron stepped in. She grabbed her cloak and came back to see Ron looking about.
"This is your room?"
"Yeah. What do you think?"
"It looks... exactly like ours," he said turning and leaving the room. Hermione followed him out.
Harry was waiting in the common room. He was listening to Lavender and Parvati talking about whether or not Seamus would look cuter in blue or green.
He got up when he saw them coming. They left the room together. "Are they always that...?" Harry began.
"Annoying? Mentally disturbed? Foolish?"
"Yeah. I was actually going to say crazy, but I like your answers better."
"That was them talking about something slightly foolish. Earlier they were talking about how Cute Malfoy is. Actually, I think they described him as sexy."
"About Malfoy?" Ron asked shocked.
"What about me, Weasel?" a snotty voice came to them from behind.
All three Gryffindors turned around. They were staring straight into the face of Draco Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle on either side of him. Hermione stood with her hands on her hips, while Ron and Harry stood in attack mode.
"I said, what about me?" Draco repeated even more snottily than the first time.
"We weren't talking to you, Malfoy." Hermione shot at him.
"No, but you were talking about me."
"Bugger off, Malfoy."
"Oh, how pathetic. Weasel and Potty have to be defended by a dirty Mudblood."
Ron pulled out his wand and pointed it at Draco. Draco nudged the wand away with the end of his pointer finger. "Now. Now. Weasley. We don't want you throwing up slugs for a week again. Anyway, I don't think your family could afford such a doctor bill."
Malfoy turned and walked away leaving Ron seething with anger. Hermione rested her hand on his shoulder. "Don't let him get to you, Ron. He doesn't know what he's talking about."
"I just get so angry. Who does he think he is calling you Mudblood? I'm just gonna hit him next time."
"Calm down, Ron." Harry said.
"Let's get to Hagrid's." Hermione said as she began to march down the stairs.
When the three arrived back in the Gryffindor common room later that Saturday night they wished they never 'd gone. Their stomachs ached from the food Hagrid made them eat. He didn't actually MAKE them eat it. They just didn't want to hurt their friend's feelings.
Hermione sat down in a chair with a huge back. "I think I'm going to be sick." She gripped her stomach.
"It's not that bad. Quit being a baby." Ron said while setting up a game of Wizards' Chess for Harry and him.
"You're only saying that because you'll eat anything, Ron." Hermione shot back. Fred and George were sitting on a couch nearby and chortled a bit when she said it.
"You think he eats lot here!" Fred said.
"You should see him at home! The boy puts away more than the rest of the family put together!" George finished.
Ron gave them a shut-up-you-two-boneheads look. His cheeks flushed a bit.
Hermione, whose legs were now draped over one arm of the chair, shut her eyes; "He's a growing boy. He's already taller than the both of you are. I'd watch out what I say if I was you two. Ron's already bigger than you are. Probably twice as strong, too."
Ron scowled at George and Fred. "You're only saying that because you and Ron are love-ERs!" The twins started to make kissing noises at Ron and Hermione.
Ron blushed even more than the day at Kings' Cross. Hermione reached down and picked up a pillow that was lying conveniently on the floor and hurled it at the twins. Both of which dodged out of the way.
The portrait hole to the common room opened and shut loudly. Everyone looked over to see Neville completely soaked.
"Neville...what happened?" Hermione got up and walked to where Neville was standing.
"Stupid Slytherins. I hate Malfoy!" Neville stomped up to his dorm and slammed the door shut.
"Hermione, you should have let me hit him while I had the chance."
"Oh, Ron." Hermione rolled her eyes at him.
Later that night Hermione crawled into her bed her silk pajamas rubbing against her newly shaved legs. Parvati and Lavender were sitting on the edge of their bed jittering as usual.
"Seamus touched my hand today! Can you believe it? He is so cute!" Lavender screeched. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"I know!"
"Do you think he likes me?"
'I don't see how anyone could.' Hermione thought to herself.
"Definitely. Did you see Ron today? I never noticed before but he's kind of cute."
"Oh my gosh. You think so too? I've been afraid you'd laugh at me if I mentioned it!"
"He's so sweet too. He'd made a great boyfriend."
"Yeah. I think he's got his mind on a certain other Gryffindor 5th year though." Lavender said while both girls looked in Hermione's direction.
Hermione sighed and faced the girls. "Gee, guys who you talking about?" Hermione said sarcastically.
"Tell us Hermione. Do you like Ron?" Parvati said.
"Of course I like him. He's my best friend. I wouldn't spend so much time around him if I didn't like him. Of course he's not the smartest wizard. But when you get down to it..."
"No, Hermione, that's not what we meant. We meant that if he asked you out would you say yes? You know, do you think he's cute?"
Hermione flipped back over. "I'm just going to act like I never heard what you just said. Good night."
Lavender and Parvati rushed over to Hermione's side. "You're not getting out of it that easily! We won't tell anyone."
Hermione groaned. " Okay. What were your questions?"
"You know what we asked you Hermione."
" Fine." She thought for a few seconds. "Yeah, Ron is a good-looking guy. Better than a lot of other people. And If Ron asked me out would I say yes? Well, keyword there...IF. But if he did, I suppose I would say yes. I mean it wouldn't hurt to try."
Lavender squealed so loud that Hermione thought her eardrums would break. "I knew it! Now all we have to do is get Ron to ask her out!"
"Um, NO." Hermione said. "You promised that this would never leave the room. You can't tell anyone."
"Fine. Ruin your only chance with Ron. He's too shy to ask on his own. We have the encouragement he needs."
"I said no. If Ron liked me he would've said something by now. No is the final answer. Now goodnight."
"Hermione, either you do something about it or we'll tell him what you said."
"What am I supposed to do about it?"
"I don't know. Just flirt a little. Drop hints that you like him."
"What if he doesn't like me back?"
"Trust us. He does."
"If it gets you two to leave me alone, then fine." This had to be the loudest squeal Hermione had ever heard. It was even loud for Lavender and Parvati.
Ron walked back to his dormitory leaving the prefect bathroom. He walked down the hall, ready to turn a corner. He recognized the voices immediately. Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle.
"Pansy likes you so much!" Goyle said
"Do you like her, Malfoy?"
"She's nice. Better than that Mudblood granger. Although her body isn't as nice." He said. His two cronies laughed stupidly.
Ron's ears perked. "What are you guys talking about?" Ron inquired stepping out from around the corner.
Malfoy was about to tell Ron off for listening in, but decided to get him angry instead. "I was just saying how Pansy would be better if she had a body like Granger's."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Like you haven't noticed, Ron. She has a lot of curves. Dangerous curves. I hate to admit it but Mudblood's got a nice body. Too bad I can't say the same for the rest of her." Malfoy said.
"Don't talk about Hermione like that." Ron was getting defensive.
"Calm down Ron. I was just complimenting her on her growth spurt."
Ron couldn't take anymore. He lunged at Malfoy. Ron's left fist came into contact with Malfoy's nose.
He looked down at his fist, which was rapidly turning purple. He tried to uncurl his fingers but they hurt way too much.
When he looked up he saw blood dripping from Malfoy's nose. "You broke it! You stupid git!" Malfoy was about to hit Ron before he realized that he was at least half a foot taller.
"I told you to quit talking about Hermione." Harry turned the corner and saw Ron ready to lunge at Malfoy.
"Ron! What are you doing?" Harry ran to where he was standing. He looked at Ron's hand. "Let's get you to the infirmary."
"No! I'm going to bed." he stormed past Malfoy and Harry, who was soon following him back.
The portrait hole opened and a very angry Ron stormed in. Harry followed quickly behind him. "Ron, you need to get to the infirmary. I think your hand is broken."
"I don't need to go. It feels fine."
"Ron, we need to get it fixed."
"NO! I'M FINE!" Ron was now yelling at Harry. And Harry was yelling back.
Gryffindors of all ages started making their way down the stairs to see what all the commotion was about.
"What's going on?" Hermione asked Ginny.
"Ron and Harry are arguing about something. I hope Ron isn't in trouble. Mum would kill him if he got kicked out of Hogwarts."
"Don't worry, Gin. I'll be back in a few minutes. I want to see what they're arguing about now." Hermione made her way to the front of the crowd.
"What is going on here?" Hermione asked her two best friends. Her answer was interrupted when she saw Ron's hand.
"Ron! Your hand." She ran to Ron's side.
"It's fine."
Hermione decided to take Lavender and Parvati's advice, and try to hint at Ron her feelings. She rested on hand on his shoulder and with her other hand she gingerly picked Ron's hand up by his wrist.
"Ron, dear. You need to go to see madame pomphrey."
Ron shrugged Hermione's hand off his shoulder and yanked his hand out of her grip. "I said I was fine. I'm going to bed now."
Ron pushed his way through the crowd and everyone went their separate ways when they heard Ron's door shut. But not before Hermione had the chance to run to her room and slam the door as well.
Parvati and Lavender joined Hermione in the dorm. Her back faced them.
"Hermione?"
"I told you guys he didn't like me. I made a fool of myself down there and he rejected me."
"We really did think he liked you."
"Yeah. We're sorry."
"Fine. I'm going to bed now."
'Oh, well, she thought.' as she climbed down the stairs to the common room, where Ron and Harry were already waiting for her.
"Are you finally ready for breakfast, Hermione?" Ron asked impatiently.
"What's your hurry?"
"I'm just hungry that's all."
Hermione shook her head as Ron lead the way out the door. She noticed how much more handsome Ron had become over the summer. He grew nearly half a foot taller and his shoulders were broader. His skin had become darker and it made his blue eyes sparkle and stand out.
He wasn't the only one who'd changed over the summer. Hermione grew an inch or two taller as well. Standing next to Ron she looked short, although she was about the size of Harry. She started to grow in places she didn't want to reveal.
She blushed at the thought of when she met Ron and Harry at Kings' Cross Station the first day on the way back to Hogwarts. They stared at her like she was someone else until they realized it was Hermione. She looked around avoid the stares of her friends only to find more stares. Even Malfoy was looking.
Ron was the first to speak, "Hermione, you look...good." He said as his cheeks turned a shade of red she'd never seen. Even when Malfoy was teasing Ron about his welthiness. It was one thing for Malfoy to look, but her own friends were too.
Hermione shifted her weight uncomfortably. Before she could stop it, it already came out of her mouth. "You look good too, Ron." What was she thinking? This was Ron! Ron Weasley! Her BEST friend!
The rest of the train ride was much more relaxed once Ron and Harry realized that this was still the same book loving Hermione they'd known since first year.
Hermione shook the thought from her head and followed Ron and Harry out of the common room. She quickened her pace to catch up with them. When she finally caught up she was out of breath. It didn't matter thought. They were at the Great Hall and Hermione could sit down for awhile to catch her breath.
Breakfast went as usual. The Gryffindor boys talked on about Quidditch, and Lavender and Parvati talked about all the cutest boys. Hermione just sat and picked at her food. She wouldn't eat anything too greasy or too fatty.
She sighed and looked down at her toast. "Hermione, what do you think?" she heard a voice say next to her.
She looked over to see Parvati and Lavender looking at her. "Huh? Think of what?"
"Of Draco."
"Malfoy? What do you mean? I think he's a stupid prat."
"But what about how he looks?"
Hermione turned around and looked at Malfoy. "He's okay. I guess." She wasn't being honest. He was gorgeous. With his blonde hair and silver eyes. His smooth pale skin. She didn't have a chance in the world. Nor did she want one.
"Okay? He's sexy." Parvati squealed.
"Girls. Remember who we're talking about here." Hermione said. She got up from her seat. "I'm going upstairs. I'm not hungry anymore." She left the hall and retreated back to her common room where she could get some peace away from Lavender and Parvati.
It was bad enough she had to share a room with the two, but when they talked she always hoped a bolt of lightning would strike them dead. Or at least hurt them long enough so that she could get a little reading done.
She sat down on a couch and pulled her legs up beneath her. She picked a book up off the table next to her and began to read it. Hogwarts: A History. She never thought she'd say it, but that book was so boring.
She set the book down and climbed the stairs to her bedroom. She curled into a ball at the end of her bed. She closed her eyes and began to dose off.
Hermione opened her eyes and looked at the person lying next to her in her bed. "Ron! You're not supposed to be in the girls' dorms!"
"I know but I had to see you. Be alone with you." He touched the side of her face. He leaned in and pressed his lips to hers. His lips were tender and soft against hers.
She closed her eyes and purred softly. She re-opened her eyes as she felt Ron's tongue pressing against her bottom lip. She opened her mouth and let his tongue enter.
BANG! BANG! Hermione opened her eyes and sat up. It was all a dream. A dream about Ron. She opened the door and saw the man of her dreams standing before her eyes. "Ron!"
"Hermione!" he mimicked her with a goofy smile on his face. "You left from breakfast in such a hurry. Me and Harry..."
"Harry and I." Hermione corrected.
"Right. We were going to go to Hagrid's. Do you wanna come?"
Hermione nodded. "Let me get my cloak first. She ran back into her room and Ron stepped in. She grabbed her cloak and came back to see Ron looking about.
"This is your room?"
"Yeah. What do you think?"
"It looks... exactly like ours," he said turning and leaving the room. Hermione followed him out.
Harry was waiting in the common room. He was listening to Lavender and Parvati talking about whether or not Seamus would look cuter in blue or green.
He got up when he saw them coming. They left the room together. "Are they always that...?" Harry began.
"Annoying? Mentally disturbed? Foolish?"
"Yeah. I was actually going to say crazy, but I like your answers better."
"That was them talking about something slightly foolish. Earlier they were talking about how Cute Malfoy is. Actually, I think they described him as sexy."
"About Malfoy?" Ron asked shocked.
"What about me, Weasel?" a snotty voice came to them from behind.
All three Gryffindors turned around. They were staring straight into the face of Draco Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle on either side of him. Hermione stood with her hands on her hips, while Ron and Harry stood in attack mode.
"I said, what about me?" Draco repeated even more snottily than the first time.
"We weren't talking to you, Malfoy." Hermione shot at him.
"No, but you were talking about me."
"Bugger off, Malfoy."
"Oh, how pathetic. Weasel and Potty have to be defended by a dirty Mudblood."
Ron pulled out his wand and pointed it at Draco. Draco nudged the wand away with the end of his pointer finger. "Now. Now. Weasley. We don't want you throwing up slugs for a week again. Anyway, I don't think your family could afford such a doctor bill."
Malfoy turned and walked away leaving Ron seething with anger. Hermione rested her hand on his shoulder. "Don't let him get to you, Ron. He doesn't know what he's talking about."
"I just get so angry. Who does he think he is calling you Mudblood? I'm just gonna hit him next time."
"Calm down, Ron." Harry said.
"Let's get to Hagrid's." Hermione said as she began to march down the stairs.
When the three arrived back in the Gryffindor common room later that Saturday night they wished they never 'd gone. Their stomachs ached from the food Hagrid made them eat. He didn't actually MAKE them eat it. They just didn't want to hurt their friend's feelings.
Hermione sat down in a chair with a huge back. "I think I'm going to be sick." She gripped her stomach.
"It's not that bad. Quit being a baby." Ron said while setting up a game of Wizards' Chess for Harry and him.
"You're only saying that because you'll eat anything, Ron." Hermione shot back. Fred and George were sitting on a couch nearby and chortled a bit when she said it.
"You think he eats lot here!" Fred said.
"You should see him at home! The boy puts away more than the rest of the family put together!" George finished.
Ron gave them a shut-up-you-two-boneheads look. His cheeks flushed a bit.
Hermione, whose legs were now draped over one arm of the chair, shut her eyes; "He's a growing boy. He's already taller than the both of you are. I'd watch out what I say if I was you two. Ron's already bigger than you are. Probably twice as strong, too."
Ron scowled at George and Fred. "You're only saying that because you and Ron are love-ERs!" The twins started to make kissing noises at Ron and Hermione.
Ron blushed even more than the day at Kings' Cross. Hermione reached down and picked up a pillow that was lying conveniently on the floor and hurled it at the twins. Both of which dodged out of the way.
The portrait hole to the common room opened and shut loudly. Everyone looked over to see Neville completely soaked.
"Neville...what happened?" Hermione got up and walked to where Neville was standing.
"Stupid Slytherins. I hate Malfoy!" Neville stomped up to his dorm and slammed the door shut.
"Hermione, you should have let me hit him while I had the chance."
"Oh, Ron." Hermione rolled her eyes at him.
Later that night Hermione crawled into her bed her silk pajamas rubbing against her newly shaved legs. Parvati and Lavender were sitting on the edge of their bed jittering as usual.
"Seamus touched my hand today! Can you believe it? He is so cute!" Lavender screeched. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"I know!"
"Do you think he likes me?"
'I don't see how anyone could.' Hermione thought to herself.
"Definitely. Did you see Ron today? I never noticed before but he's kind of cute."
"Oh my gosh. You think so too? I've been afraid you'd laugh at me if I mentioned it!"
"He's so sweet too. He'd made a great boyfriend."
"Yeah. I think he's got his mind on a certain other Gryffindor 5th year though." Lavender said while both girls looked in Hermione's direction.
Hermione sighed and faced the girls. "Gee, guys who you talking about?" Hermione said sarcastically.
"Tell us Hermione. Do you like Ron?" Parvati said.
"Of course I like him. He's my best friend. I wouldn't spend so much time around him if I didn't like him. Of course he's not the smartest wizard. But when you get down to it..."
"No, Hermione, that's not what we meant. We meant that if he asked you out would you say yes? You know, do you think he's cute?"
Hermione flipped back over. "I'm just going to act like I never heard what you just said. Good night."
Lavender and Parvati rushed over to Hermione's side. "You're not getting out of it that easily! We won't tell anyone."
Hermione groaned. " Okay. What were your questions?"
"You know what we asked you Hermione."
" Fine." She thought for a few seconds. "Yeah, Ron is a good-looking guy. Better than a lot of other people. And If Ron asked me out would I say yes? Well, keyword there...IF. But if he did, I suppose I would say yes. I mean it wouldn't hurt to try."
Lavender squealed so loud that Hermione thought her eardrums would break. "I knew it! Now all we have to do is get Ron to ask her out!"
"Um, NO." Hermione said. "You promised that this would never leave the room. You can't tell anyone."
"Fine. Ruin your only chance with Ron. He's too shy to ask on his own. We have the encouragement he needs."
"I said no. If Ron liked me he would've said something by now. No is the final answer. Now goodnight."
"Hermione, either you do something about it or we'll tell him what you said."
"What am I supposed to do about it?"
"I don't know. Just flirt a little. Drop hints that you like him."
"What if he doesn't like me back?"
"Trust us. He does."
"If it gets you two to leave me alone, then fine." This had to be the loudest squeal Hermione had ever heard. It was even loud for Lavender and Parvati.
Ron walked back to his dormitory leaving the prefect bathroom. He walked down the hall, ready to turn a corner. He recognized the voices immediately. Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle.
"Pansy likes you so much!" Goyle said
"Do you like her, Malfoy?"
"She's nice. Better than that Mudblood granger. Although her body isn't as nice." He said. His two cronies laughed stupidly.
Ron's ears perked. "What are you guys talking about?" Ron inquired stepping out from around the corner.
Malfoy was about to tell Ron off for listening in, but decided to get him angry instead. "I was just saying how Pansy would be better if she had a body like Granger's."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Like you haven't noticed, Ron. She has a lot of curves. Dangerous curves. I hate to admit it but Mudblood's got a nice body. Too bad I can't say the same for the rest of her." Malfoy said.
"Don't talk about Hermione like that." Ron was getting defensive.
"Calm down Ron. I was just complimenting her on her growth spurt."
Ron couldn't take anymore. He lunged at Malfoy. Ron's left fist came into contact with Malfoy's nose.
He looked down at his fist, which was rapidly turning purple. He tried to uncurl his fingers but they hurt way too much.
When he looked up he saw blood dripping from Malfoy's nose. "You broke it! You stupid git!" Malfoy was about to hit Ron before he realized that he was at least half a foot taller.
"I told you to quit talking about Hermione." Harry turned the corner and saw Ron ready to lunge at Malfoy.
"Ron! What are you doing?" Harry ran to where he was standing. He looked at Ron's hand. "Let's get you to the infirmary."
"No! I'm going to bed." he stormed past Malfoy and Harry, who was soon following him back.
The portrait hole opened and a very angry Ron stormed in. Harry followed quickly behind him. "Ron, you need to get to the infirmary. I think your hand is broken."
"I don't need to go. It feels fine."
"Ron, we need to get it fixed."
"NO! I'M FINE!" Ron was now yelling at Harry. And Harry was yelling back.
Gryffindors of all ages started making their way down the stairs to see what all the commotion was about.
"What's going on?" Hermione asked Ginny.
"Ron and Harry are arguing about something. I hope Ron isn't in trouble. Mum would kill him if he got kicked out of Hogwarts."
"Don't worry, Gin. I'll be back in a few minutes. I want to see what they're arguing about now." Hermione made her way to the front of the crowd.
"What is going on here?" Hermione asked her two best friends. Her answer was interrupted when she saw Ron's hand.
"Ron! Your hand." She ran to Ron's side.
"It's fine."
Hermione decided to take Lavender and Parvati's advice, and try to hint at Ron her feelings. She rested on hand on his shoulder and with her other hand she gingerly picked Ron's hand up by his wrist.
"Ron, dear. You need to go to see madame pomphrey."
Ron shrugged Hermione's hand off his shoulder and yanked his hand out of her grip. "I said I was fine. I'm going to bed now."
Ron pushed his way through the crowd and everyone went their separate ways when they heard Ron's door shut. But not before Hermione had the chance to run to her room and slam the door as well.
Parvati and Lavender joined Hermione in the dorm. Her back faced them.
"Hermione?"
"I told you guys he didn't like me. I made a fool of myself down there and he rejected me."
"We really did think he liked you."
"Yeah. We're sorry."
"Fine. I'm going to bed now."