Ron cleared his throat and looked down at a piece of parchment in his hands, "So, anyway, Hermione, uhm.. I would just like to say that... uhm.."
"Yes?"
"Well I just want to say that I think you're... r-really.. smart.." The words spilled from Ron's mouth like cold molasses. He worked his face into a small smile.
"Just.. smart?"
Ron nodded nervously, "A-and you're.. uhm.. well.. very.. really.. pr.. pr... punctual?"
"Maybe you should stick to bugging Harry," Ginny began to laugh.
Ron had been practicing how he would tell Hermione that he liked her on Ginny. It wasn't going to well. No matter how Ron worded and reworded it, nothing sounded quite right.
Harry, who had been watching glowered at the younger Weasley, "Ginny, did I ever tell you how funny you weren't?"
Ginny only giggled more, "Many times, Harry." She turned her attention to her brother, "Ron, if you really like Hermione, you won't have to practice any lines or anything, just be yourself. The words will come when you're ready to say them." As she had continued to say this, her gaze drifted to Harry.
Her unwavering crush on the famous Harry Potter still sufficed.
Harry apparently caught this. He still only saw Ginny as Ron's little sister, he sighed and crossed his arms. He mumbled about how this seemed to be the adventures of Harry Potter and the Love Sick Sissies... (O.o New Title? Nah!) He slowly made his way to the opposite end of the classroom, so he could avoid Ginny.
~**~
Hermione slammed her book shut. She had a plan! Of course she did, she was Hermione Granger. All she would have to do it make Ron Weasley like her. Couldn't be that hard could it? Of course not!
What would it take to make Ron look at her more than a friend? Well that's simple, she thought with a small smile. But how am I going to do that...
At that moment, Hermione heard two inmistakable voices. I will only resort to this type of humiliation if I am truely, insanely, deaperately desperate! *Difiant nod.*
"And like Justin said you wrote that note? Like, what did you say?"
Am I reall that desperate? Hermione thought glumly.
"--And so I told Justin that like I didn't send him that ugly note, and like he was like uh-uh so I'm like nu-uh, and he was like uh-huh, so I'm like, well just forget it, and he like walked away all mad and stuff." Lavender Brown walked into the girls' dorm giggling with Parvati Patail.
Yup, I am that desperate.
Hermione rubbed her temples as the girls drew nearer. "Uhm, Lavender? Parvati? Can I ask a favor of you two?" Hermione asked innocently when the two other girls had stopped talking to one another. They looked at her with utter confusion, so meekly she added, "Like?"
~**~
"Oh come on Harry! One date!" Ginny had managed to chase Harry out of the classroom, begging the boy who lived for a date. Ron had to admit, Ginny had become a lot less shy around Harry when Harry became a lot less polite toward the younger Weasleys. (With the exception of Percy.)
Now Ron would be able to devise a plan.
"Hmm.. What does Hermione like in a guy." He pondered this for long minutes.
He rubbed the back of his neck as he thought.
"..." Sorry nothing yet.
~**~
"So let me get this straight," Parvati began, looking over Hermione with suspicious hazel eyes. "You want us to give you a make over, because like, you want some guy to notice you?"
Hermione nodded, turning three shades of scarlet.
Lavendar too was looking Hermione over suspiciously, "Like, why?"
"I told you, to get noticed." the genious in question mumbled.
Lavedar rolled her eyes. Smart people. Obviously Hermione hadn't understood the question, "Why would you all of a sudden want to get noticed by someone?"
What's with the questions? Hermione thought, feeling herself blush even brighter, if even possible. "Because.."
"Should we help? I mean.. what will we get out of this arrangement." Parvati said cooly, flipping her long brown hair out of her face.
Isn't it just interesting how they all of a sudden didn't say "like," anymore? Well, Hermione found it interesting, but not at all amusing.
Lavendar shrugged, "Maybe she could help us with a bit of our homework or something--"
"Forget it! It isn't my fault you two neglect your sttudies." Hermione huffed and crossed her arms. She stood up and retreated to the comforts of the common room.
"Don't worry," Parvati said smugly, "She will so be back."
~**~
"..." And Ron still hadn't a clue as to what Hermione liked in a guy. It wasn't a hard question was it? She wasn't a.. No, she wasn't. Was she?
Ron sighed. This was hopeless. "I'll make her fall in love with me. Yeah, that's it!"
"Talkin' to yourself again, Weasley?" A familiar drawl filled the classroom, in which Ron had been practicing in. Ron went pale.
~**~
Sorry it's so short everybody but end of the year exams kind of put a damper on things. I'm really really sorry about the length, but next week is my last day of school so I will be able to spend more time on my wonderfully wonderful computer! ^.^ well.. that will be until I have three hour marching band stuff..
Bonnie- Trishy.. you're rambling..
Yeah.. heh.. heh.. so I am.. ANYWHO!! I will try my hardest to keep from getting writer's block and continue on *theme music plays* Operation: Get 'Em
I have a lot of the plot worked out, and have been neglecting chores to complete this fic, so i hope you like what's to come!
"Yes?"
"Well I just want to say that I think you're... r-really.. smart.." The words spilled from Ron's mouth like cold molasses. He worked his face into a small smile.
"Just.. smart?"
Ron nodded nervously, "A-and you're.. uhm.. well.. very.. really.. pr.. pr... punctual?"
"Maybe you should stick to bugging Harry," Ginny began to laugh.
Ron had been practicing how he would tell Hermione that he liked her on Ginny. It wasn't going to well. No matter how Ron worded and reworded it, nothing sounded quite right.
Harry, who had been watching glowered at the younger Weasley, "Ginny, did I ever tell you how funny you weren't?"
Ginny only giggled more, "Many times, Harry." She turned her attention to her brother, "Ron, if you really like Hermione, you won't have to practice any lines or anything, just be yourself. The words will come when you're ready to say them." As she had continued to say this, her gaze drifted to Harry.
Her unwavering crush on the famous Harry Potter still sufficed.
Harry apparently caught this. He still only saw Ginny as Ron's little sister, he sighed and crossed his arms. He mumbled about how this seemed to be the adventures of Harry Potter and the Love Sick Sissies... (O.o New Title? Nah!) He slowly made his way to the opposite end of the classroom, so he could avoid Ginny.
~**~
Hermione slammed her book shut. She had a plan! Of course she did, she was Hermione Granger. All she would have to do it make Ron Weasley like her. Couldn't be that hard could it? Of course not!
What would it take to make Ron look at her more than a friend? Well that's simple, she thought with a small smile. But how am I going to do that...
At that moment, Hermione heard two inmistakable voices. I will only resort to this type of humiliation if I am truely, insanely, deaperately desperate! *Difiant nod.*
"And like Justin said you wrote that note? Like, what did you say?"
Am I reall that desperate? Hermione thought glumly.
"--And so I told Justin that like I didn't send him that ugly note, and like he was like uh-uh so I'm like nu-uh, and he was like uh-huh, so I'm like, well just forget it, and he like walked away all mad and stuff." Lavender Brown walked into the girls' dorm giggling with Parvati Patail.
Yup, I am that desperate.
Hermione rubbed her temples as the girls drew nearer. "Uhm, Lavender? Parvati? Can I ask a favor of you two?" Hermione asked innocently when the two other girls had stopped talking to one another. They looked at her with utter confusion, so meekly she added, "Like?"
~**~
"Oh come on Harry! One date!" Ginny had managed to chase Harry out of the classroom, begging the boy who lived for a date. Ron had to admit, Ginny had become a lot less shy around Harry when Harry became a lot less polite toward the younger Weasleys. (With the exception of Percy.)
Now Ron would be able to devise a plan.
"Hmm.. What does Hermione like in a guy." He pondered this for long minutes.
He rubbed the back of his neck as he thought.
"..." Sorry nothing yet.
~**~
"So let me get this straight," Parvati began, looking over Hermione with suspicious hazel eyes. "You want us to give you a make over, because like, you want some guy to notice you?"
Hermione nodded, turning three shades of scarlet.
Lavendar too was looking Hermione over suspiciously, "Like, why?"
"I told you, to get noticed." the genious in question mumbled.
Lavedar rolled her eyes. Smart people. Obviously Hermione hadn't understood the question, "Why would you all of a sudden want to get noticed by someone?"
What's with the questions? Hermione thought, feeling herself blush even brighter, if even possible. "Because.."
"Should we help? I mean.. what will we get out of this arrangement." Parvati said cooly, flipping her long brown hair out of her face.
Isn't it just interesting how they all of a sudden didn't say "like," anymore? Well, Hermione found it interesting, but not at all amusing.
Lavendar shrugged, "Maybe she could help us with a bit of our homework or something--"
"Forget it! It isn't my fault you two neglect your sttudies." Hermione huffed and crossed her arms. She stood up and retreated to the comforts of the common room.
"Don't worry," Parvati said smugly, "She will so be back."
~**~
"..." And Ron still hadn't a clue as to what Hermione liked in a guy. It wasn't a hard question was it? She wasn't a.. No, she wasn't. Was she?
Ron sighed. This was hopeless. "I'll make her fall in love with me. Yeah, that's it!"
"Talkin' to yourself again, Weasley?" A familiar drawl filled the classroom, in which Ron had been practicing in. Ron went pale.
~**~
Sorry it's so short everybody but end of the year exams kind of put a damper on things. I'm really really sorry about the length, but next week is my last day of school so I will be able to spend more time on my wonderfully wonderful computer! ^.^ well.. that will be until I have three hour marching band stuff..
Bonnie- Trishy.. you're rambling..
Yeah.. heh.. heh.. so I am.. ANYWHO!! I will try my hardest to keep from getting writer's block and continue on *theme music plays* Operation: Get 'Em
I have a lot of the plot worked out, and have been neglecting chores to complete this fic, so i hope you like what's to come!