Disclaimer: Sorry, I didn't put this at the beginning, but I don't own any
of the Harry Potter characters. J.K. Rowling does, and I have no idea how
she came up with something so marvelous and creative.
A/N: Thanks for your reviews. I tried to put a little more detail in this chapter, but the next should be full of detail! Keep reviewing, and hope you enjoy!
Chapter Four: Ron's POV
"Ron would you go to the ball with me?" asked Hermione with a hopeful-but- nervous expression on her face.
I looked up from my homework, but I can't meet her gaze. So I looked at the rest of her. Her hair was somehow a lot tamer than it used to be, I just noticed. I could tell she was nervous, because her hands were all fidgety in her lap. I started to feel really horrible.
"I'm sorry, but I already have a date."
The look of disappointment on her face was almost too much, it broke my heart. Damn it, Weasley!
After she walked upstairs, I walked over to the wall and banged my head against it. "You stupid git." I kept repeating to myself.
"Ron?"
I look up and see Harry and Ginny looking at me with curious and worried eyes. Quickly my eyes went to their hands, which were intertwined within each others. Since when did they start going out? Mental note, ask them about it later.
"What happened?" Ginny asked, sitting down on the couch with Harry, gesturing for me to sit in a chair opposite them.
"A couple of minutes ago Hermione asked me if I wanted to go to the ball."
"Ron! I knew you two would get together one of these days," Ginny squealed. She quickly got up and came over to hug me. I felt really bad, after that, knowing what was coming.
"Ron, that's great," said Harry, smiling widely.
"The thing is, I already have a date. Oh, it hurt so much to see the disappointment on her face. I love her, and would never intentionally hurt her. You know that."
"Of course we do, but who asked you?" Harry asked, with his eyebrows raised.
"Well, the day after Dumbledore announced the ball, I was on my way to the Great Hall. Luna Lovegood saw me and walked with me there. She just flat out asked me. I thought about how much I wanted to go with Hermione, and how she didn't show any interest when Dumbledore first announced it. I thought she just wouldn't want to go. Or at least not go with me. So I decided to go with someone who actually wanted to go with me."
Hermione's POV:
I can't believe it, he said no. Am I not good enough? Should I have asked him sooner? All these thoughts were running through my head as I slowly climbed the stone steps up to my room. Well, if he can play these games, than so can I!
(Flashback- earlier that day)
"Hermione?" asked a nervous voice.
"Yes, Neville?" I turned around, to see him staring at me, slightly shaking.
"Doyouwannagottotheballwithme?" He slurred together.
"I'm sorry Neville, it was a bit hard to understand you, but did you just ask me to go to the ball with you?"
"Yes."
"Oh, um I'm sorry but I can't."
"Oh..." He looked so sad, but I knew that Ron would be the one I would be going with, so I just smiled quickly at him, and went on my way to Transfiguration.
(End of Flashback)
The next morning at breakfast I saw Neville talking with Seamus about something to do with Quidditch. After I finished my meal, I got up and walked over to Neville.
"Excuse me, but Neville, is that invitation to the ball still open?" "Uhh, sure, I guess."
"Great! I can't wait!" I said. After this, I turned around to see Ron staring at us, glaring at Neville, and looking at me as if saying, "How could you do that?" Well Ronald Weasley, like I said, two can play at this game.
A/N: Thanks for your reviews. I tried to put a little more detail in this chapter, but the next should be full of detail! Keep reviewing, and hope you enjoy!
Chapter Four: Ron's POV
"Ron would you go to the ball with me?" asked Hermione with a hopeful-but- nervous expression on her face.
I looked up from my homework, but I can't meet her gaze. So I looked at the rest of her. Her hair was somehow a lot tamer than it used to be, I just noticed. I could tell she was nervous, because her hands were all fidgety in her lap. I started to feel really horrible.
"I'm sorry, but I already have a date."
The look of disappointment on her face was almost too much, it broke my heart. Damn it, Weasley!
After she walked upstairs, I walked over to the wall and banged my head against it. "You stupid git." I kept repeating to myself.
"Ron?"
I look up and see Harry and Ginny looking at me with curious and worried eyes. Quickly my eyes went to their hands, which were intertwined within each others. Since when did they start going out? Mental note, ask them about it later.
"What happened?" Ginny asked, sitting down on the couch with Harry, gesturing for me to sit in a chair opposite them.
"A couple of minutes ago Hermione asked me if I wanted to go to the ball."
"Ron! I knew you two would get together one of these days," Ginny squealed. She quickly got up and came over to hug me. I felt really bad, after that, knowing what was coming.
"Ron, that's great," said Harry, smiling widely.
"The thing is, I already have a date. Oh, it hurt so much to see the disappointment on her face. I love her, and would never intentionally hurt her. You know that."
"Of course we do, but who asked you?" Harry asked, with his eyebrows raised.
"Well, the day after Dumbledore announced the ball, I was on my way to the Great Hall. Luna Lovegood saw me and walked with me there. She just flat out asked me. I thought about how much I wanted to go with Hermione, and how she didn't show any interest when Dumbledore first announced it. I thought she just wouldn't want to go. Or at least not go with me. So I decided to go with someone who actually wanted to go with me."
Hermione's POV:
I can't believe it, he said no. Am I not good enough? Should I have asked him sooner? All these thoughts were running through my head as I slowly climbed the stone steps up to my room. Well, if he can play these games, than so can I!
(Flashback- earlier that day)
"Hermione?" asked a nervous voice.
"Yes, Neville?" I turned around, to see him staring at me, slightly shaking.
"Doyouwannagottotheballwithme?" He slurred together.
"I'm sorry Neville, it was a bit hard to understand you, but did you just ask me to go to the ball with you?"
"Yes."
"Oh, um I'm sorry but I can't."
"Oh..." He looked so sad, but I knew that Ron would be the one I would be going with, so I just smiled quickly at him, and went on my way to Transfiguration.
(End of Flashback)
The next morning at breakfast I saw Neville talking with Seamus about something to do with Quidditch. After I finished my meal, I got up and walked over to Neville.
"Excuse me, but Neville, is that invitation to the ball still open?" "Uhh, sure, I guess."
"Great! I can't wait!" I said. After this, I turned around to see Ron staring at us, glaring at Neville, and looking at me as if saying, "How could you do that?" Well Ronald Weasley, like I said, two can play at this game.