Disclaimer: I do not own the wonderful charachters J.K. Rowling has given us. I only own the little voices in their heads.
Harry and Ron get to Hermione
"Harry, wait! Don't you want to get some breakfast first?"
"Can't. Too excited."
"But breakfast will help calm your nerves!"
"Exactly. I want to be pepped!"
"But what about Cho Chang?"
"What about what?"
"You know. When you asked her to the Yule Ball and your asking came out something like this: 'Willyougoballwime?' Am I correct?"
"Fine, Ron. I'll eat breakfast. But after that, it's straight to asking Herms to the Valentine's Hogsmede trip. It's our last year. Might as well take advantage of it!"
"You know she hates being called Herms."
"Shut up!" It went on like this until we reached the great hall. Then I saw her. Hair flowing like an angel. Beautiful. Poised. Perfect.
"Okay man, wish me luck."
"All the luck in the world."
Git.
Now, now.
LEAVE ME ALONE!
Fine, nobody loves me. Sob"Harry, dude, you're back! How'd it go?"
"How'd you think it went?"
"That bad, huh?"
"Yeah. Turns out she's just 'waiting for the right guy.' sigh"
Well maybe that right guy is me.
"Um, I'm gonna go get that pumpkin juice, waaaaaay over there by Hermione."
"Okay. I don't care."
Okay, now to put my plan into action.
"Um, Hermione, I was just wondering, willyougohogsmedewime?"
"Um, Ron, I, uh, didn't understand a word you just said. Speak slowly and clearly."
"Hermione, will you go to the Valentine's Hogsmede trip with me? You know like a…date?"
"Oh, Ron, I've been waiting for you to say those words since I first lied eyes on you and knew there was a Hogsmede Valentine's trip. Of course I'll go! Come here, you big hunk of manliness." And she pulled me into a passionate kiss.
"Aug, Hermione, too much too fast!"
"Oh, sorry." And then I saw her do something I'd never seen her do before. She blushed!
"Um, Hermione, your cheeks are red."
"Well, Ron, your ears aren't exactly the palest things in the world, either."
"So, Hermione. I'll meet you in front of the great hall Saturday morning at eight. Is it a date?"
"It's a date." Then she gave me a quick kiss on the cheek.
Wow, that was awkward.
Oh, come on it wasn't that bad.
Are you stalking me??
Ron, I live with you. I'll never leave.
NOOOOOOO!!!
You don't love me! Nobody loves me!
Just find a nice girl and then you can live happily ever after with somebody loving you.
WAAAA!!
Honestly, you are such a crybaby. Hey, why is Harry giving me this hateful glare that Malfoy sometimes gives him?
I don't know…let me think about it. Oh…ah…dear me, why?
You're being sarcastic again, aren't you?
Brilliant deduction Sherlock.
Well just give me the answer.
Maybe it's because you totally took advantage on the rebound. I mean, duh! Look at Harry. He's such a poor, lost soul.
Yea, it must be so hard being pretty, popular, and famous at the same time.
Oh, stop.
A/N: See, Ron? Bob's nice.
Ron: So I'm going out with Hermione? And I kissed her?! Wicked Sweet!
Hermione: Well, I've always fancied you.
A/N: Get a room.
Harry: So...are me and Ron going to get in a fight?
A/N: Maybe...I dunno. That Would be rather fun, don't you think?
Ron and Harry: NO!