Hermione woke up the next day. Yes, she ate the chocolate. It was so much it made her feel sick.
Yippee.
She had Potions first; wow, wasn't that going to be fun. Groaning, she noticed it was a double period. Throwing off the thick, warm covers, she stretched and yawned. Throwing on the first thing she saw (okay, she really spent half an hour on her outfit…), grabbing her stuff (books, wand, etc.) and running out the door, Hermione ran down just as a red blob was coming from the boys' dormitory. Both of them came to a screeching halt (well, minus the screeching), books, quill and wand went flying, and Hermione was now officially irritated. What a wonderful way to start off the day.
Who is that bloody IDIOT?
Oh…Ron. Um…that changes things…
"Bloody hell!" Ron swore, and then realized who it was.
Oh…Hermione. Um…that changes things…
"Oh…well, hi Ron…"
"Yeah…hi…"
Hermione began to pick her things up, bending down. Merlin's staff, she was grateful she'd worn her new outfit! She could almost feel Ron's gaze; or maybe that was her imagination. Yup, probably her own mind.
Ron bent down to help her. Then, looking around, leaned towards Hermione and said earnestly, "You know what I said the other day…"
Of course I know. I'm Hermione. I remember your first words to me. Know-it-all Granger. You've expected me to forget something you said to me a couple days ago?
Hermione tried to act oblivious, her facial expression innocent as Ron muttered, "Well…you probably do…I mean, you're Hermione…
"Anyway," Ron said a little louder, handing her some books and a quill, "I'm sorry…about the whole…well…you know…ball thing…"
Hermione nodded.
"I mean…I knew you were a girl…" Ron trailed off, embarrassed and miserable. Hermione noticed he was turning slightly pink.
Bloody hell, this is hard…just say it, you git!
"Well…I'm sorry…I'm sorry."
There you go.
There you go. Well, apology accepted.
Hermione nodded and took her books from him, smiling slightly. As their hands met and brushed each other slightly, Hermione blushed red. Amusingly, so did Ron, who stared at her. Hermione didn't mind; she was staring at him. They stayed like that, as if frozen, Hermione not taking the books from him but holding them in her hands. Then Hermione came to her senses.
Okay…I think that that's enough now…
Well I don't…wow, his eyes are really—
Oh, come on!
Hermione reluctantly tore her eyes away and took her books gently from him, smiling as a thank you.
Wow…nice outfit…she looks…
Oh, come on!
Beautiful…
You still need to finish that Potions assignment!
Yeah…so? Maybe I have Potions after lunch, and I can do it instead of eating.
Ask Hermione—she'll know when it is and what's first.
Hermione…
"Um...Hermione!" Ron blurted as Hermione was standing up. She turned her attention towards him.
"What do we have first?"
You forgot to ask when you have Potions.
Yeah, well…I meant to ask her after she told me what's first.
Sure you did.
"Potions." Hermione said, making a face.
Bloody hell, NO!
"Double Potions, actually…" Hermione laughed at Ron's expression.
Actually, she was laughing at the obscenities he was spouting.
"Let me guess—no homework?"
"Bloody hell…" Ron groaned.
Have fun in class, Ron…
Wow, she really looks amazing in that…
Okay, enough! She's your friend!
I wouldn't complain if you changed that to GIRLfriend…
Bloody hell, just shut up!
