Chapter Three :: The Day Before The Halloween Ball.
I thought of this chapter...um...a while ago. And I just now am writing it.
Clever, aren't I? Sorries that it took SO long to update. Well, I won't waste any more of your precious reading time...
It was the day before the Halloween Ball and the school was as noisy as ever. There were groups of girls talking about whom they were going with and groups of boys talking about how they didn't know how to dance.
It was morning and classes hadn't even begun yet and Hermione was up in the library studying. Ron meanwhile was looking for Hermione and knew exactly where she would be; the library. Ron walked into the library and immediately saw Hermione in the corner of the library reading. The table in front of her was piled with books. He walked up to her and saw her concentrating rather hard while reading. He cleared his throat and made Hermione jump a little.
"Oh, Ron! You scared me...Is something the matter?" she asked wondering what on earth he would be doing in the library.
"Sorry, 'mione, Didn't mean to scare you.." He sat down next to her "Nothing's wrong...I was just wondering where you were is all.." He looked at the book in her hand and asked, "What are you reading?"
Hermione Blushed slightly and mumbled "Magical Me...By Lockhart" She put the book down and looked up at Ron.
"You still read that rubbish?" he asked watching a picture of Lockhart smiling up at him and raised an eyebrow at it.
"Yes...I do.." she placed the book on top of a random pile of different books.
"Oh...well...how many books have you read today?" he asked trying to make conversation.
"Um...well, a lot." She said getting up and walking towards an aisle of books, when she did so Ron got up and followed her.
She ran her fingers over a few books as she read their titles.
Ron starred at her as she did so.
Hermione then picked up a random book and walked over to a different aisle looking at every book's title carefully.
Ron followed her to the different aisle.
Hermione walked over to a shelf with a little table near it and put the book on the table and ran her fingers over one certain book then tilted her head slightly as she looked at it carefully. It was an old sort of book. A lot of the pages had been torn, and the spine of the book was starting to fall apart.
Ron walked over to her and also tilted his head slightly starring at her smiling that famous Ron Weasley smile. Hermione must have noticed this because she looked at him then smiled back at him "What?"
"Nothing..." he replied, and continued to stare at her. Hermione shrugged grinning a little, then picked up another random book and started walking back towards, their table when she ran into someone and fell down. As she looked up, her eyes narrowed at the person whom she had ran into....Malfoy. "Well, well...who do we have here?" Malfoy said glancing at Ron who was now helping Hermione up. "If it isn't the Mudblood...and the Weasel."
"Shove off, Malfoy." Ron said handing Hermione her books. "Why should I? Say, Granger...I heard that you were going to the ball with Weasley..." Hermione looked at Malfoy again "Yes, and?" Malfoy laughed slightly " Honestly, Granger...I thought you would have better taste then that..." He said looking at Ron with a disgusted face on. "What do you mean by that?" Ron asked looking at Malfoy with his eyes narrowed. "Well...I would never have thought that she would have ever picked such an ugly, foul, and..." he snorted trying not to laugh. " Poor...little Weasel. I bet you couldn't even buy her a decent Christmas gift, could you?" Hermione took a deep breath then stepped in front of Ron who's ears were rather red by now. " Well, I'd rather have him, then have someone who can't even tell the difference between your face, and a hippogriff's bum." Hermione said rather calmly, glaring at him. She then took Ron's hand "C'mon Ron...let's go before his head explodes from thinking so hard for a come back." She then started marching off, Dragging Ron with her, still holding his hand.
"Hermione..." Ron said under his breath, looking down at hermione, since he was so much taller then her. "ugly...foul...the only thing that's ugly and foul around here, is him.." Hermione mumbled under her breath. She continued to mumble things under her breath until they reached Transfiguration class, in which they were five minutes late to.
"Thank you for joining us, Miss Granger...Mr. Weasley.." Professor McGonnagal said as they took their seats next to Harry. "You're welcome.." Ron muttered under his breath.
Harry looked over at Ron who was sititng next to him. "Where were you two?" He asked as Ron and Hermione both opened their Transfiguration books to the assigned page. "Um...well, we had a little run in, in the library." Ron replied looking up at Professor McGonnagal , pretending to be listening to her rambling on about which animals are the hardest to transform into and which are the easiest. "Oh...with who?" Harry asked, pretending to be reading the transfiguration book. "Malfoy..." Ron mumbled resting his face in his hand. " Oh, what did he say this time?" Harry asked, sounding rather interested. "Um...well..." and Ron told him all that malfoy had said. "Oh.." is all that Harry said after Ron had told him. After that they were pretty quiet for the rest of the class.
At the end of the day, when classes were all over and everyone was in the common room, either doing homework, or pretending to do homework, Hermione, who had obviously already done her homework, was talking to Ginny, who was pretending to do her homework, about the Halloween ball which was tomorrow. "Oh, I think that you are going to look absolutely gorgeous tomorrow." Ginny exclaimed scribbling something down on a piece of parchment. "As will you." Hermione said opening a random book of hers. She then sighed glancing at Ron who was playing Chess with Harry and made a mental picture in her head of what Ron is going to look like with tights in his Robin Hood costume and laughed slightly to herself.
Alrighty. It's not as long as I thought it would be. Oh, well though. And I assure you that the next chapter will be longer. Now. Review if you wish. I really wouldn't mind some lovely reviews telling me how bad I am at writing. Or even..perhaps how good I am? Either way. A review would be just simply wonderful. Well, Ta- Ta for now!