A/N: I don't own Harry Potter

This is for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Writing Club October

Assorted Appreciation: 2 - "I hope my boyfriend wasn't too mean to you."

Marvel Appreciation: 2 - Justin Hammer - Dialogue: "You're an idiot."

Lyric Alley: 10 - Into you maybe?

Word count: 373

"I hope my boyfriend wasn't too mean to you," Hermione commented meeting Ron's eyes. He glared at her.

"Don't do that!"

"Do what?" Hermione asked pretending to flip through a magazine sitting on the table. She smiled as he snorted.

"Refer to that creep as your boyfriend. He's not!" Hermione scoffed. She's heard this argument about ten times since the Yule Ball. This made the second time this week actually. She almost wondered if Ron might actually be jealous. The thought made her smile.

"Let's see, him and I have been together for two months, we kissed, danced, what else would you call him, Ron Weasley?"

"A git," Ron muttered causing Hermione to laugh.

"Really? Earlier you were clambering for his autograph and practically drooling over him when he came to the Quidditch pitch to practice. You and Harry both actually."

"That's different! And he refused to give me an autograph."

"You asked him to sign your chest, Ron. He's most definitely not interested in you that way. He likes girls, remember?"

"He's just using you, Hermione. He's trying to use you to spy on Harry to help him get information about how to beat the tasks."

"Wow... that's... wow, Ron. You're an idiot! I know Harry's our best mate, but he's beyond clueless about the tasks. And Viktor is not using me to spy on anyone. He likes me for me, Ron. He doesn't care that I'm Muggle-born. He doesn't care that I'm not beautiful. He likes me for my brains."

"I like your brains too, Hermione!"

"Let me guess, especially when they're helping you with your homework that you're too lazy to do on your own?" she asked raising an eyebrow. "Also, Viktor would have given you his autograph if you hadn't challenged him to a duel for my... what was it you said 'honor'?" Ron looked down at the table, his face matching his hair. "You had your chance, Ron. You could have asked me to the dance, and not as a last resort. I've got to go. Viktor is going to try to show me why flying on a broom is so great. Don't wait up," Hermione stated as she left the common room with Ron's mouth hanging open.