Disclaimer: See the first chapter and if you're too lazy, we'll save you the trouble- Sadly, we the Puppeteers, do not own any of the characters of this story, with the exception of a few new characters that we hope to introduce later on in the story.
A/N: It seems really lame, but those three reviews that we got really made us want to write more! Again please send us suggestions, ideas and flamers if you want to waste our time. This story has in it a lot of clichés from most of the movies that we the authors have seen. Also some that all humanity claims to have invented but in reality have no real claim to. This isn't just a romance with some humor and it's not a humor with some romance. This is a humorance: a blend of both of our favorite categories. (Also, please note the chapter titles, they are a conversation!) Constructive criticism welcome, flamers not so much….R&R and ENJOY!
Official or Not?
One blissful week went by and our happy couple was enjoying the perks of being a couple. Such as holding hands everywhere they went, even if it was inconvenient for one or the other, kissing just to make Ron angry and see Hermione's face as she went 'awwww,' were among their favorites. After this, things began to get difficult for our couple, and that's where our story starts off this chapter….
"What do you mean you forgot!" Hermione shouted a little too loudly in the middle of the common room, at a somewhat frightened Ginny.
"Well I was just really concentrating on Harry. What am I supposed to do 'Mione? I can't just back out can I? That'll seem so rude!" Ginny exclaimed plopping down on a pouf and putting her head in her hands.
"Well, it was just Neville and I'm sure he'd understand. I men he's not entirely blind, he has probably already figured out that you and Harry are back together. He probably already made other plans," Hermione suggested, shrugging her shoulders before reaching down into her bag and pulling out her potions homework.
"I don't think it'd be right to tell someone that you're going to the ball with them and then suddenly say, 'Oh never mind I'm going with my boyfriend instead!'" Ginny said, and then grabbed a near by cushion which she screamed into, much to amusement of several second years walking by.
"Shoo! Nothing to see here you little squirts!" Hermione said while making shooing motions at the gaggle of girls.
"Bravo! That's the most unforgiving speech I've heard you say in awhile!" Ginny applauded, "So what do I do about Neville? I mean, I don't know what I was thinking when I said yes to him to begin with!"
"well you have to think of something to do quickly cause he's coming this way right now." Hermione said as Neville walked up to her
"Ginny can I talk to you, outside? Sorry Hermione, this only concerns Ginny and myself. I don't mean to sound rude, but-"
"It's quite alright! I need to be getting to the library anyways," Hermione said hurriedly, grabbing her things and rushing to her second room, but not before giving a you-need-to-tell-him look to Ginny. The later looked like she was about to protest Hermione's having to leave, until she saw Harry come in the portrait to the common room, reminding her that she had a boyfriend and that it most certainly was not Neville.
"Neville"
"Ginny"
"You first"
"No, you"
"Fine I'll go first. Ginny I know I asked you to go to the ball with me but, Luna's just asked me to go with her, and I really like her and if I weren't such a coward I would have asked her myself. But I guess what I'm trying to say is that I can't go to the ball with you because I said that I would go with her," he paused waiting for the angry response. Instead he got-
"That's fine Neville. Really it is. Actually it's kind of funny because I got back together with Harry and I was going to tell you that I can't go with you either."
"Oh, well, that worked out nicely for both of us!"
"See ya around Neville!" Ginny waved good bye to him as she walked over to her boyfriend across the room; who she knew had been watching the conversation the entire time.
"What was that all about love?" Harry asked as Ginny sat down gently on his knee and put an arm around his shoulders.
"Neville asked me about a month ago if I would, oh what was that delightful phrase that he used? Oh yes! If I would do him the extreme honor of accompanying him to the ball!"
At this statement, Ginny felt Harry tense up.
"What's the matter with you hun? You've gone horribly pale," Ginny asked with a concerned look on her face.
"You reminded me of something really stupid that I did a while ago," Harry hung his head as he said this, "I forgot that I had asked Romilda Vane to go with me to the ball."
A/N: cliffy I know! Hee hee!
