Chapter 6 (End)

I am a horrible Person. I've wasted my first kiss. And why? To get the thoughts of Malfoy and I kissing out of my head. No, that wasn't the reason. To make sure Malfoy wasn't my first kiss? No, that doesn't sound right either…

Ok fine, there was no reason. I kissed Ron for absolutely no reason. And I enjoyed it. Maybe I should be spontaneous more often… But while I was kissing Ron (my gosh that looks strange in words), I saw Harry, over Ron's shoulder. The look on his face! I really don't know what he was oogling for. Hasn't he ever seen a girl enjoying her first kiss with his best friend? Honestly. Beside its sooo completely obvious that he has a thing for Ginny. Why doesn't he just snog her, and get it over with, worked for me.

Except Ron is still at a complete loss for words. Whenever he sees me he gets this dopey grin on his face, turning bright red at the same time. Recently he even managed to mumble out a few sentences, none of which made any sense.

Here is how I'm going to handle the Malfoy problem: I'm going to get a boyfriend. I'm pretty sure that even Malfoy wouldn't go after a girl with a boyfriend. I nominate Ron. Firstly because I've kissed him, secondly I like him, and thirdly he seems the most likely choice. Now the new question is how do I get him to take me out, and then how to make it look like it was his idea…

Well, not to worry I'm supposedly the smartest girl in my year… I'll think of something…

Aha! I have thought of something! I shall use my beloved friend! Harry! He'll think of something!

Ok, I'm back from talking with Harry, who actually wasn't as helpful as I'd hoped he'd be. He promised to drop a few hints to Ron. Subtle, of course…

Ok Never ever asking Harry to drop subtle hints again. Apparently subtle is NOT his middle name. Ron just came up to me and Said, "Harry says that you want me to ask you out."

I am sooo going to get Harry for this. Oh Yes. I am.

I don't think I even answered Ron because I was so mad at Harry… Oh crap, Class begins in like five minutes must be off…

(Later.)

I. Hate. My. Life. As I was jogging (I was late) to class, who should come jogging up next to me, but Malfoy. "So Granger… Do you have a boyfriend?"

Apparently Malfoy's middle name isn't subtle either. Well what was I supposed to say to that? 'No?' I don't think so.

So what did I do? I grabbed the boy nearest to me, who just happened to be Ron. "Yeah, actually, I do. Isn't that right Ron?"

"Huh? What? Er… Oh yeah…" Ron kind of gave me a bit of an odd look, but he went along with it.

"Huh. I should have trusted that a mudblood such as yourself would have awful taste in boys…"

"Don't call her that" , Said Ron, bravely defending me.

"I can call her whatever I want, and you can't do a thing about it." Sneered Malfoy.

"Oh yeah?" We were all still running to class, not late yet. So Ron stuck out his foot, tripped Malfoy, and grabbed my hand, and we ran. Oh yes, we ran. We made it to class on time too. The same cannot be said for Malfoy who made it to class five minutes late.

Later I thanked Ron for saving my from the wrath of Malfoy he said, "That's what boyfriends are for, right?"

Yes, he is right. In every way, shape and Form.

The end.