Alix Jago
6/28/06
'I can't believe Ginny accused me of being jealous of her just because I've I haven't snogged someone and she has.' Thought Ron angrily. 'I could snog all the people I wanted to. I just don't want to,' Ron sat down in a chair by the fire with a sigh. Maybe he should get a girlfriend. H just couldn't think of anyone to ask. He looked over at Lavender Brown. Perhaps Lavender. No. No way. Not with her screeching all the time. That and she is totally obsessed with Divination. 'Well, you do like Hermione.' He considered this for a moment before banishing all thoughts of asking Hermione out. 'She'd never go out with me,' 'but it might not hurt to try and ask her. So what if I get rejected. I'll live. Maybe.' With those thoughts in mind Ron walked to the Library in a confident stride. Only until he got in front of the Library doors did he start to get nervous. 'What if she says no?' was the mantra going through Ron's head at that moment.
Ron took a deep breath and strode into the Library to where Hermione was sitting.
"Hey 'Mione," he said.
"Hello, Ron." Hermione replied. "Did you need anything?"
"Um, well, no well, yes I suppose so,"
"Well, what is it?"
Ron gulped nervously and started to voice his question.
Later that night at the Gryffindor celebration party for winning their Quidditch game earlier, Harry was looking for Ron and Hermione, but he could not find them. He spotted Ginny and walked over to her. He opened his mouth to talk but she interrupted him.
"Looking for Ron and Hermione?" she asked. Harry nodded. "Look over there," she pointed to the couch. On it was Ron and Hermione. And the were snogging. Seriously snogging.
"I take it Ron finally asked her out?" Harry asked.
"Yup. I think it was my comment about Ron not being able to snog anybody," Ginny said proudly. Harry smiled. He was happy for his two best friends. He really was. He just kind of knew that he was going to be left out. Maybe he should finally ask Ginny out. He looked over at her. She was looking at him. They both blushed and turned away.
'Maybe,' thought Harry. 'Maybe.'
The End