l Desire l
By: Divineoblivion
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l Chapter Three – Could it be? l
In the boy's dormitory, Ron was fixing his tie, and at the same time his mind began to linger towards Hermione. ' Why was she acting like that? ' Ron thought to himself. ' Maybe she likes me? ' He soliloquized as he inspected himself in the full-length mirror that sat at the corner of the boy's dormitory.
' But. . why now? Why not then?. . When I liked her. ' He sighed.
He had just about given up on Hermione when she got involved with Viktor Krum their fourth year. Letting her go was the hardest thing he could have possibly done since he had a crush on her ever since their first year together. Since she made no sign of infatuation or interest with Ron, he simply, yet slowly got over her. However, shortly after Madison's arrival at Hogwarts, Ron bumped into her, knocking down her books and scattering her papers everywhere. As an apology, Ron offered to show her around Hogwarts, as did many other boys, but Madison accepted Ron's offer and only Ron's. After that day Ron was convinced that he fell in love with Madison and after a deliberate decision, Ron somehow managed to gather courage into asking Madison to the ball. She said yes. Ron was pleased at what the outcome was. A gorgeous girlfriend. Popularity. Admiration. Acceptance. But it somehow only made Hermione angry, which made Ron feel guilty. .
Although he was frowning, Ron looked very handsome that night. His mom had sent him a new set of black and white dress robes that finally looked decent. His hair wasn't rumpled up like usual, it was combed and neat for once, though he let his bangs fall into his eyes, drawing attention to his vibrant, blue optics. He made a few adjustments before picking up Madison from the Ravenclaw tower.
He chuckled as soon as he began to think about Hermione again.
" No. Hermione's just going through an awkward phase. She could never like me. " Ron chuckled, but frowned soon after.
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She felt stupid for yelling at him like that. She felt stupid for telling him that his possible love interest could be using him. She just felt stupid for being stupid. .
Hermione plopped herself onto her bed, facedown, groaning loudly for her idiocy as she kicked her feet.
' Why am I acting like this anyway? Could I possibly like. . Ron? ' She thought to herself. ' No way ' She shivered at thought of liking Ron and opened her trunk to reveal a pretty, petal pink dress. She sighed and set the pink dress on her bed before proceeding to the bathroom.
The bathroom was empty. Perfect, she didn't want people staring anyway. Her fellow Gryffindors were in the common room, storming up a chat before the ball started. Hermione looked into the mirror, disappointed at what she saw. Her hair was already up, although, tiny hairs stuck up from every possible angle. She had no make-up on, and she looked like a wreck. She reached into her robes and drew out her wand, pointing the tip directly at her hair.
She recited an incantation before her hair had enhanced itself. It was still up, though neater. It was in a loose, yet refined bun; two strands of hair lay at the sides of her face, curling at the ends, casting off a certain elegance. Next she pointed her wand towards her lips; she recited another incantation before her lips embellished itself with a magenta hue and sparkly touch-ups. She didn't want to go too crazy since she had no date anyway, so she left herself with only her hair and lips adorned. Hermione traipsed back to her bed and changed into her dress. She sighed. At this point, Hermione didn't want to go to the ball anymore, but convinced herself to go anyway, just for the heck of it.
The common room was completely abandoned when she arrived. " Hmm. " Hermione soliloquized.
" Everybody's probably downstairs already. . " She said, exiting through the portrait hole. Hermione was right. There was a long line leading into the Great Hall. She got in the same line, noticing that everyone looked so happy and excited except for her. At least she looked decent. . but Madison looked even better. Madison and Ron were descending the stairs. All eyes were on them now, as a student pointed them out.
Madison looked ridiculously pretty that night, yet elegant all and all. She was wearing a satin, emerald green gown, which made her eyes even more green than usual. Her hair was down and it curled slightly at the tips. .
Despite the fact that Madison made fun of the first years because she found them inferior to herself, she was smiling at the crowd as she held onto Ron, she looked happy, it almost looked forced, or so Hermione observed. . but who knows. Love works in mysterious ways.