Chapter 3: Ron's POV
I was disappointed to see that I had Potions first hour. My schedule for the rest of the day was alright, Defense Against the Dark Arts and Care of Magical Creatures. Harry, Hermione, and I compared our classes. I ended up having Potions with Hermione, D. of the Dark Arts with Harry, and Care of Magical Creatures with both of them, so I was pretty happy.
When breakfast was almost over, Professor Dumbledore silenced the rest of the Hall. All eyes were turned to him. The kind, old man slowly stood up so we could hear him better.
"I have an announcement to make." He paused a moment to make sure there was complete silence. "In honor of the starter of school, the staff and myself have decided to have a ball for all students 4th year and above. I expect the head boy and girl, and all the prefects to help with preparations for this event. The ball will take place two weeks from this Friday. Now you may finish up your breakfast and head to classes."
After Dumbledore announced this, I looked immediately at Hermione, looking for some hope, but she just sat there, staring at her plate.
Hermione's POV
I could feel Ron's eyes gazing at me. I was concentrating hard on my plate, deep in thought. This is my chance! I Should I wait for Ron to ask me, or just ask him? Well, I don't want to look desperate, so if he doesn't ask me in the next couple of days, I'll just ask him. Yeah, that'll work.
For the next couple of days I waited for him to make his move, but it never happened. He seemed very distant, and when he was around, he didn't act like his normal, stubborn-but-sweet self. He just looked...miserable.
Friday night Ron and I were sitting around in the common room, working on our Potions essay for Monday. Harry was somewhere with Ginny (probably snogging in a broom closet somewhere, haha. I was the only one who knew they were going out. Ginny was so excited the day that Harry asked her to the ball. Harry figured that he'd tell Ron that he asked Ginny to the ball, and that they were going out a day that Ron was in a better mood than he has been.)
Oh my God, Hermione! This is ridiculous. He's sitting right there, just ask him! You know he likes you, so he probably won't say no, and you will finally be together! Go for it. "Ron?"
"Hmm?"
"Umm," my voice was kind of shaky," Would you go to the dance with me?"