The Return of Charlotte Bumbery Chapter 9: Ron Tries with Mistletoe, a harry potter fanfic

A/N: (--squee--) thanks for the reviews Nike! (hehe) (--does the running man because she's so happy--) Well, enough of that. Today's chapter is dedicated to: Quill Pen and Ink, for giving me my notebook,( at her bat mitzvah, which has now become my BIBLE for this story. I keep it at my bedside at night, for those random inspirations i get, so i can write them down and not forget. this story actually came to me in the middle of the night...but i digress.) So, she will have a cameo apperance in this chapter YAY!

Er, this chapter may seem a little mean to Ron, but i like him and i'm only aiming to poke harmless fun at him (--pokes ron--) so, please enjoy this chapter, thanks.

Oh, Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, or Mistletoe, or anyhting like that.

The Last Line of the Last Chapter:

After I read it, I crumple it into a ball, then play hackey sack with it for a while, then finally, I decide to set it on fire, and to throw out the remains.

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(Normal POV)

So, the twins were peering around the corner and watched the recipients' reaction to their letters, when they both crumpled them into a ball, Fred and George simultaneously muttered, 'damn' and proceeded to the Gryffindor common room, to report how things went.

When the twins finally came back up to the common room, they both entered with their heads bowed, then said to the other eight people gathered, waiting expectantly, "No go, we failed."

"Well," said Lee, looking at the twins, "They weren't that believable. I mean common, Oliver quoting 'When Harry met Sally'. Please! He doesn't even know what a movie is!"

The twins glared at him but they knew he was right.

"So," Ron said standing up, "I guess I'll go next."

"What are you going to do Ron?" Hermione asked.

"I'm going to get them underneath enchanted mistletoe, which will make them realize that they both have feelings for each other."

"Ron," Hermione said, touching his arm, "That would be clever, except, it isn't even December, it's April."

"I don't care, it will work," he said, leaving in a huff.

"Well this will be fun to watch," Lee said quietly to himself, and smirked, then he followed Ron out of the common room.

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Ron snuck down the hallway, reaching the library. He had a note held in his hand, which read: Meet me by the portrait of the fat lady at three o'clock. Signed your secret admirer.
Ron, found the table where Bumbery was sitting and asked a Ravenclaw girl to ask Bumbery to get her a book or something.
The girl whispered to him, "I will not do something as stupid as that just so you can leave a stupid secret admirer note for her while she's not looking."
"Why not?" Ron asked, confused as to how she knew his whole plan.
"Because you do not even know my name and it's stupid to ask a stranger to do something like that for you. Do you even know what year I'm in?"
"Er, no?" Ron said sheepishly.
"I'm in your year," she said glaring at him.
"Oh. Sorry."
"Pfft. Like you're sorry. Forget about it Weasley."
"Wait- aren't you that Elizabeth Nelson girl?" He asked hurriedly, noticing she was picking up her quill pen and ink.
"Why yes, yes I am."
"Sorry I didn't recognize you there…" Ron said, seeing as the last time he saw her, he accidentally put a charm on her to cover her with boils, and hearing of her spite kept away from her for a long time. And by long time I mean, two years, TWO YEARS! (ahem, sorry there….)
"Fine, I'll help you, but only if you do something for me."
"Er, alright. What do you want me to do?"
"I want you to get Angelina and your brother Fred together, their constant bickering in the library is driving EVERYONE here crazy!"
"Um, okay then… will you do it for me then, distracting Bumbery I mean."
"Sure," then she stood up and walked towards Bumbery then when she reached her chair, 'tripped' and sent all her stuff flying, one of them conveniently flying off into a different aisle, very far away.
"Are you alright?" Bumebry asked.
"Yeah, but can you get my bag for me, it went flying into that aisle, WAY over there. "
"Uh, sure I guess," and Bumbery walked away, towards that aisle, and Ron sneaked up to her books and slipped her note into one of them, leaving a little bit sticking out, then ran like crazy getting out of there.

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Ron sneaked around the castle, trying to find Oliver, he finally found him, and said, "Oliver, professor Dumbledore asked me to tell you that you need to meet someone by the portrait of the fat lady at around three o'clock."
"Er, okay then, thanks Ron," Oliver said, confused as to why Dumbledore had asked Ron to tell him this and why this person needed to meet him at a place where so many people came and went, how was he supposed to know who they were? He was about to ask Ron this, but he noticed the red head was gone.

- - - "He he he," Ron giggled mischievously, "I'm a genious setting this rigged mistletoe up, so that when they get underneath it, they will have to kiss and tell the other how they really feel about each other!"
But alas, seeing as how stupid Ron can be at times, he forgot to make it so that Charlotte and Oliver were the only people who could get stuck under it, so when he saw Angelina coming out of the portrait hall, and his brother coming down the hallway towards the portrait, at three o'clock, he panicked. He started running around and screaming at Angelina and Fred to 'Go no farther!' but it was too late. In a matter of seconds Angelina and Fred were snogging in public and Ron's plan was ruined.
"NNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Ron wailed, sounding a lot like Darth Vader, might I add. See, he also made it so it was only good for one pair of people, he thought it was clever, until this very moment.
Ron spotted Oliver and Charlotte coming down the hallway from opposite sides, Oliver, being the first one of the two to spot the other, went into the nearest room before Charlotte could see him.
Charlotte passed the snogging couple, and Ron, then said cheerily to the gloomy red head, "Groovy, I was waiting for those two to get together," then continued on her merry way, hearing from behind her, Fred say, 'I love you so much that words can not even begin to describe it Angel,' and 'I love you Fred, I really do,' coming from Angelina, and smiled.

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A/N: well, i hope you liked this chapter, sorry it took so long for me to post it, i was having some problems. Please tell me what you think.