Disclaimer: This is just another hobby of mine (pouting). The owner the Harry Potter actually is me, BWAHAHAH (J.K. Rowling, woman with the spectacular imagination glowered at me). Uh-oh, she's staring at me… possibly…possibly she wants me o be her assistant? (Harry, Ron, and Hermione pointed their wand to green-mermaid, saying a spell together at the same time)…. Waaaahhhhh… they're so powerful, aren't they?
Anyway… (a smoke came from my hair) here is my reply to your reviews. (GOSH! I love you and your reviews all!)
Golden Lass: another chapter that you reviewed. Thanks:D I'm glad that you like it. Here is another chapter of this story. Hope ya like it:D
ME: thank you for saying this story is hilarious. It means my intention has fulfilled. :D thank you for your precious comment. It means a lot for me. I will make another chapter which content more humor than the last chapter. Hope ya like it.
Smart Monkey: Oh my goodness… you are just like my other reviewer from my other fanfiction (a CCS fanfiction). You both did success amaze me. Thanks for your usable information. Well… I read the sixth book half-way (I have my term exam a week ago and so I stopped reading it for a while), though I finally know Dumbledore died (yes! Because of that fool potion and Snape!). And thanks for telling me that their last year was seventh year. It's good information, indeed. But I'm so lazy to change it to their seventh year, and so, the time setting still at their sixth year, okay? Is it fine with you? Hope ya don't mind.
Jehanm: I'm sorry that my grammar is bad. XO English isn't my first language… (wondering who want to be my beta-reader? T-T) But, I'm glad that you still understand the whole story. Before I write a fanfiction again, many of my reviewers said that they didn't understand my storyline cause of my very bad (there's also who said horrible) grammar. And so I deleted my old stories and gonna re-write it again ).
xxStarDreamerxx: Of course I'll grant that wish of you :D We both love this pairing, don't we? It's a waste to write a fanfiction without 'playing' with the character and events in there, isn't it? And we can 'play' with them as how we want them to be as long as we don't make them too much OOC (giggling mysteriously, ho ho ho).
And of course, I wanna say hi to all of my readers out there... I really glad to have you all. But, I will be happier if you show yourself to me and comment me. I'll take your sue, curiosity, hatred, and blah blah blah to me. ) Or you could send me your hope? Cheese! Hope I can grant your entire wish. But if you don't say it to me, how , come I know, right? And here we go!
Halloween Propose, chapter 4
By green-mermaid
Sun rays came in through small holes of the white curtain in the dormitories. Though the air was a bit cold, but the rays did warm the coldness. Still, Ronald Weasley, a guy with red hair and was the best friend of the boy-who-lived, kept his eyes closed and didn't even want to wake up and meet the morning. For him, morning means another day he should face everything which sometimes annoying him. One of his annoyance, of course, Draco Malfoy, who always mock him these days of his role in Halloween Drama, a princess.
But, today he dreamt about someone with emerald eyes called his name softly in his dream. He didn't know whether he knew the person or not, the one that he knew was he must catch the person. He was about to grab the person when suddenly Harry woke him up, with puzzled face.
"Are you okay, Ron? You're sweating." Harry gave him a handkerchief.
"Erm… yeah… maybe." Ron accept the towel and swept his face.
Harry looked at his mate intensely and then shrugged away. "If so, then may you release my wrist, please?" Harry showed his wrist which was held by Ron.
"Ah… sorry. Why did I hold it?" Ron felt his cheek warm. 'Okay… make a mental note: don't ever gaze that beautiful emerald eyes again. Wait, that someone in my dream also had emerald eyes…' He quickly pulled his hand and released Harry's wrist.
"Dunno. When I was about to wake you up suddenly you… are you listening to me, Ron?" Harry gawked at his mate who suddenly shook his head; clearly, the red-head boy ignored him at all.
'HAH! You're thinking too much, Ron! That person can't be Harry. Those emerald eyes must be belongs to my soul mate. And Harry is my best friend. He is not my soul mate and never be the one. I mean… I enjoy his presence beside me as friend. Yeah! As friend… I don't expect more than it, do I? Or maybe the question is can't I? I mean… come on! I'm a guy and he is too. In addition, he loved (yeah… loved, not loves) Cho. And he's always looking annoyed when Ginny is with Dean these days. And…I can't be more that a friend, can I?'
"RON! RON! Hey! You're not sleeping with open eyes, are you?" Harry slapped Ron on cheeks lightly so that it didn't make too hard but enough for making Ron back to reality.
"What? What are we talking about?" Ron faced Harry again. 'Oh my God! What did I say a minute ago? Do not look at those green eyes!' Ron quickly looked away from Harry.
Harry felt disappointed. He realized that Ron avoided his eyes. It was more hurtful than when Dumbledore did so. Harry was sure that Voldemort wouldn't enter his mind again. If so, he wouldn't want to know what's on Ron's mind, would he? And then, why was Ron avoiding him? He was okay yesterday.
Ron felt uneasy. He finally realized that it was just they two who were in the boys' dorm. He swayed away his blanket. Feeling perturbed of the inconvenience, he tried to break the ice. "Ahh… uh… where are Dean, Thomas, and Neville?"
"Dean is already down there, perhaps in the common room with Ginny. Dean and Neville are having shower." Harry grabbed his Invisible Cloak and put it in his bag.
"I… shall take a bath too." Ron scratched his back head which wasn't itchy at all.
Harry watched Ron's back, thinking whether to ask or not ask his mate about what he realized before. He decided to ask Ron about what he was thinking. "Ron!"
The guy whose name was called turned his head and met Harry's figure with white curtain blew swiftly behind him. "Ermm? What?"
"Did you avoid me just now? You didn't see my eyes and you're acting odd." Harry raised his eyebrow.
"Did I? Maybe…maybe that's only your imagination. I'm still myself." Ron grinned. "Well, then." He yawned and continued his steps to the bathroom. 'He's quite susceptible! Hope that he believe what I've said. I must be careful…' Ron sighed quietly.
Harry and Ron went downstairs to the common room and met Hermione glares to the lads. Harry was sure he stepped back a bit, laughing nervously.
"What are you doing with your face, Hermione?" Ron, on the other hand, walked towards to the smartest girl at Hogwarts, feeling no guilty at all.
"I needn't to wear this face if you two came to the drama exercise yesterday." Hermione glared. "You both are really irritating me now." She walked side to side with them. Harry chose to walk beside Ron so that Ron was between him and Hermione.
"What can we say? We have Quidditch ..." Ron snapped her.
Didn't want to lose, Hermione snapped him back; "I thought I've given you two schedule, haven't I?"
Ron was about to reply the girl when a blonde with green and silver scarf cut him from the back. "Aww... what is it that we see? The gorgeous princess of our king, Weasley." Malfoy snickered with Crabbe and Goyle.
Harry could see that a slight pink colored Ron's cheek. Obviously, he's angry and shame filled him. It looked like it wasn't only Harry who realized it, but his other companion also saw it because Hermione snapped Malfoy back.
"Oh, come on, Malfoy! Don't think I don't know your role. So, quit shadowing us wherever we go!" Hermione put her hands on her hips. It wasn't good to joke around with the head girl now that she's in bad mood.
The three of them was sure that they saw Malfoy had red tint on his cheek, embarrassed. But, being a Malfoy as he is, he tried to turn the situation into, at least, "fair" situation. "Don't dictate me, you mud-blood!" he tensed every word he said. With that he went away to the Slytherin table with Crabbe and Goyle behind him.
Hermione continued 'lecturing' Harry and Ron till they found a place for sit. In front of them was Ginny and Dean. Beside Ginny was Luna Lovegood and beside Dean was Thomas.
"Anyway... what is Malfoy's role?" Ron asked, getting a glass of Pumpkin Juice.
"Windareela." Hermione had her seat.
Ron laughed at once and Harry wasn't sure whether his mate could stop his laughing or not. "What is Windareela?" Harry murmured to Hermione.
"It's a kind like Cinderella in Muggle world, Harry. The difference is Windareela was a girl who should check her house's windmills whether it's worked or not and do every home-duty while Cinderella only did the home-duty. And other difference is that Windareela had a sad-ending story while Cinderella had a happy-ending story." Hermione grabbed a brownie.
"It's not sad-ending story if Malfoy played the role." Ron snorted.
"I agree with you. Though I wonder why he got that role." Harry gave a hand to him and Ron clasped it.
"Dunno. It's interesting anyway." Hermione smiled to herself.
Not a minute after they had their conversation, owls filled the Great Hall, sending packages and letters from people outside the castle. A grey-colored owl flew gracefully though it landed a bit hardly in front of Ron. Harry should take Ron's plate, giving space for the owl to land.
Hermione opened her Daily Prophet calmly while Ron was trying hardly to release the package from the owl.
"Anyone we know?" Harry put down the plate and asked Hermione. He put a cracker from Ron's plate and gave it to the owl. The owl pecked the cracker and ate it with an 'uhu' sound, signing that she's happy.
"Nope... no one." Hermione didn't look up from her newspaper.
"From dad, for the Halloween drama." Ron said shortly, looking at a brown card. He opened the brown package.
Hermione wrapped the newspaper neatly again. She leaned to see Ron's package. "Oh... it's the costume." Hermione smiled widely.
"Why do you so sure?" Harry asked his female friend.
"I told Mr. Weasley that you both will play on Halloween drama which will hold two days later. Harry can use his coat when we were in Triwizard Party. But a dress for Ron? I couldn't think that you have one." Hermione raised her eyebrow.
"Of course I don't even have one!" Ron snapped her.
Ron lazily opened the package. He was happy to see that his father sent him a package. But, a dress for boy? He shook his head. 'Maybe dad intended to give this dress to Ginny after the drama.' He sighed. The package soon unwrapped and Hermione stunned.
Ron took the dress and let it unfold. Red and pink colors were everywhere on that dress. Laces and ribbons were decorating the dress. A Victorian-era dress with large ribbon above hips at the back and long-sleeves filled with laces here and there.
Harry stunned. Girls around Gryffindor table looked at Ron who held that dress at once. Ginny's lips parted, amazed.
"RON! That dress is so beautiful! Though a bit out-of-date, but... it's wonderful!" Lavender squealed. The other girls continued her squeal and gathered around Ron and the dress. Harry raised his eyebrow at the view and continued his breakfast.
Ginny took a glance to his brother's mate. "Jealous, Harry?" Ginny smirked mysteriously.
"Why should I? No, of course!" Harry tensed a bit on his words.
"Ah... I see... Jealous, of course." Ginny murmured in low voice to herself, smirking.
"Do you both hear me?" Hermione scolded with her hands above her hip. Her eyes glowered to two boys around her age. The boys tried hard not to close their eyes, pretending hearing their female best friend but didn't manage it good.
"Hermione, I'm exhausted, honestly." Ron hung her head with a broomstick still on his other hand.
"We had quidditch practice today until this late and you are still lecturing us these and those things. May we go to our dorm? Everybody is already up there, snoring." Harry yawned.
Hermione raised her eyebrow. "What's wrong to you, guys? It's not the first time you wake till midnight. And..."
"Yeah! But we choose ideal sleep hour, 8 hours." Harry and Ron beamed to Hermione at the same time.
"No way! Ron, you need rehearsal once again! (Ron: Blimey!) and Harry, your Potion's homework has a little bit wrong on it after that you help Ron on his rehearsal."
"Let the homework like that. It's fine by me if Prof. Slugghorn no longer like me." Harry raised his eyebrow, imagining the Potion's professor. "And must I help Ron rehearsal?" He threw Ron an it's-your-fault look.
Ron stared him with I-know-so-you-don't-need-to-remind-me-again. Hermione said spontaneously, "Of course you must! You're the prince, after all! And Ron is the princess. Tomorrow is the show time and I don't want any single mistake."
Harry and Ron put their most pleaded eyes to Hermione but it seemed like the head-girl didn't care at all. They both hung her head and took a deep breath, turning the script-book slowly.
"We arein the 4th. Hufflepuff is the first, continued to Ravenclaw, after that Slytherinand then us." Hermione looked at a certain paper. Harry and Ron decided didn't want to know about a thing more about this Halloween Drama. It's maybe the worst Halloween they ever had.
"And Ron... you're not going to play the princess role like that, are you?" Hermione frowned. She quickly grabbed Ron's wrist to an empty room.
"Harry! Help me! She's gonna kill me!" Ron exclaimed.
(Hermione glowered at Ron: I'm not gonna to kill my best friend, Ron!) "See ya!" Harry smiled weakly. Honestly, Harry did think that Ron's make-up didn't match at all. If it's Hermione who took care about those things, it would turn okay then. After all, she's a girl, wasn't she? And she looked splendid at the Triwizard Tournament. Ron's face became frozen.
The empty room's door let out a soft 'click' and inside the room, Harry could hear Hermione muttered certain mantras to Ron. He looked around and met Ginny snogged Dean in a second and then released the boy. Harry felt a little uneasy. He remembered again what Hermione said to him.
'You just like her as a little sister. The way you want to protect her is just because she's Ron's little sister.' Harry shook his head.
"Are you okay, Harry?" Harry turned around and met the red-haired girl.
"Uhm... well... I don't know." Harry scratched his back-head though it wasn't itch at all. Harry looked at Ginny's costume.
"It looks like your role is the dwarf, isn't it?" Harry smiled.
"Yeah... just a little role." She sighed. "Dean's role is the town's people." Ginny looked to Dean.
"I know." Harry replied her.
"So,... where is my brother? Do you baby-sit him well?" Ginny asked. Dean went away from both of them.
"What do you think I am? A baby-sitter of your brother? He's with Hermione. Hermione will do his appearance to become the 'real' princess." He pointed the room Hermione and Ron came inside a while ago.
"I see...anyway... at least we could see Malfoy's performance first. Wind-a reela...? Can't they create another story-line?" Ginny cackled.
"You bet." Harry replied her with the same amusement. Behind her, girls and boys created a buzzing sound suddenly. Spontaneously, Harry and Ginny looked at a certain direction which made their friends squealed.
"Ginny! Why are using the princess costume?" Lavender glared at 'the girl'.
"HELLO, there! The real Ginny in here!" Ginny waved her hand. The commotion looked at Ginny and then back to 'the girl' who just now went out from the fitting room.
"So... who is ... Ron, is that you?" Lavender asked 'the girl' back. Harry stepped forward to the commotion. Ginny followed him.
"It's me!" Ron replied her with his usual accent. Beside him, Hermione stood proudly, "You're fortunate that you have a sister, Ron. So that I know how to imagine you in girl's form." She then went to Thomas.
Harry finally got a place which he could see his mate clearly. In front of her a replica of Ginny Weasley was there! The difference is Ron's re-hair turned into cylindrical. His body was at almost the same like his sister, Ginny. There were no pimples on his face anymore. Hermione managed his shape of face into the face of girl.
"Harry! Harry!" Neville's voice made Harry back to reality again. "Are you okay?"
"Erm... yeah... I am..." Harry quickly turned his head, walked away from the upheaval.
He could hear Ginny's whisper. "I look at my doppelganger..." Ginny's face was unreadable.
Ron noticed Harry 's leaving and he tried his best to pursue him. "Harry! Wait! Harry! Why is it so hard to walk with this gown?" He finally managed got side to side with his best mate.
"Harry! What's wrong? You're acting odd."
"Nothing! Nothing, really. Hermione!" He took a glimpse to Ron's appearance once again, then looked away. He sped up his walk to the girl which he had known almost 7 years.
Ron stopped his walk. Harry, clearly, showed that he didn't want to talk with him. Suddenly, he felt disappointed, sad, confused, angry came at the same time inside his body.
He disappointed that Harry didn't say anything about his new appearance while everybody praised him so bad. He was sad that Harry didn't want to talk to him at the time he wanted so bad to talk with the emerald eyes boy. He confused how to react in front of the boy with his new appearance. And he felt angry at the same time that Harry completely ignored him!
His lips shut. "I hate this drama..." Ron felt the last feeling dominated his heart.
TBC
Guys... I'm sorry... I thought this chapter gonna be about the drama, but once again I postpone it again. XP Gomen! Anyway, I promise you, this time, the drama is at the next chapter. Thanks again! And I'm sorry also that this chapter is just a bit humor. I thought, from this chapter to the last romance scene will dominate the story. Gomen! ( hope ya don't mind. Ah, and of course... don't forget to review me. : D