mwahahhahhahahhahahahahahahha. chapter 7. mwaahhahahahahahhahahahahahhaa EMOOO SPIDEY ROX MY SOX
The ball and a couple smooches
"WHAT?" I screamed out to Ginny who had been frantically searching through the magically hidden closet I had charmed into my head girls room,
"I CANT FIND OUR DRESSES!!" She yelled, panting heavily she looked ready to burst into tears. No! This cannot be happening I thought, no. Running towards the wardrobe and looked inside to find our two ball gowns hung neatly exactly where I had left them the night before, with a heating charm and anti-wrinkle one still glowing magically on the soft material. Turning I saw the young redhead grabbing the sides of my bed, nearly keeling over in suppressed laughter. I ALMOST killed her, before I realised we had 10 minutes before Ginny had to meet Harry and I had to meet Viktor.
Well I wanted to leave in 5 because I didn't want ANYONE to see us before our dates did.
Okay, I didn't want Ron to see me. But I want my fantastic looks to be a surprise, giving the Weasley a sour look I pulled out the dresses and handed hers to her. "Dress." I said simply before beginning to do so myself.
Grabbing Ginny's hand I pulled her up from her sitting position in front of the mirror adding the TINIEST bit of blush to the edge of her cheeks, which honestly no one would see. Unless you count a fly that might decide to rest there. Apart from that? Psshhh not even if Harry got close enough to snog her would he notice that! Ignoring her whining about "Not being done", I mean HONESTLY! I continued to drag her to she entrance hall. Stopping just short of the stairs where I had once stood calming myself before my first date to the ball with Vicky. Glancing over at the redhead beside me I took a deep breath and slowly whispered. "Time to go." We made quite an entrance I must say, first our two right feet stepped into few. Showing off pale slender ankles sporting fashionable heels. Once the rest of us emerged almost every male head turned to look at us. Harry began grinning so widely I thought his mouth would stick that way, he looked foolish in my opinion staring so adoringly as Ginny. But hey she seemed to LOVE the attention he was giving her and didn't even notice the other 20 or so meat heads trying to catch her eye. My pair of cinnamon globes fell, no not on a dashing red head who had come to sweep me off my feet. But Viktor, who looked lovely in his dress robes.
Stepping down off the flight of stairs I placed my (ok slightly shaking hand) in his and he raised it to his lips. Just like 4th year! Glancing around me I saw that Harry had wasted no time and had scooped the youngest Weasley in his arms and was busy kissing her deeply. I had no doubt that Harry had in fact told Ron about him & Ginny, but I didn't think her usually over-protect sibling would like this obvious display of affection between the couple. But where WAS Ron? I scanned the entrance hall and realised he was no where to be seen… Turning back to Viktor I smiled and said in a small voice, "Shall we go in then?" He nodded and began leading me into the Great hall which was filled with music.
"Wow," I said enthusiastically to Harry as I slid into a seat, "This ball is GREAT!"
"What?" He said over the blasting music, "I said, the ball is GREAT!!" His lips formed a small 'oh' but no sound came out. I followed his moody gaze and saw Ginny dancing sweetly with Neville Longbottom, trying to contain the snort of laughter that had burst inside of me at the thought of Harry being jealous of Neville. I simple avoided the subject and asked what I had been dying to know during the first hour of the ball. "So where's Ron?" I stated casually, Harry mumbles something but I didn't quite catch it, seeing my confused expression he said much more loudly. "HE'S NOT COMING!" This time it was my lips that formed the soft 'oh'
My stomach plummeted. Not coming? How could he NOT COME? He HAD to come! Standing I began walking to the doors leading to the great hall. On my way I ran into Viktor, he stopped me and asked where I was going. His two hands holding the drinks he had gone off to collect. Feeling tears begin to form in my eyes. I leaned close to him and whispered, "I can't see you anymore." Leaving it at that I looked into his eyes and could see the deep sorrow slowly change into anger. Well more quickly than slowly. Moving away from him, I ran.
Ran all the way up the stairs, part the portraits yelling at me to stop. Sprinting up some more, narrow stair cases before bursting into the astronomy tower. Catching my breath I help my side and looked across the room, there was a figure sitting staring into the night sky unaware of my presence. A very red haired figure who was definitely not Ginny. "Ron" I whispered, his head turned as quick as a lighting bolt to look at me. Standing up his long legs carried him quickly and without a word he lowered his shaggy head down to mine and captured my lips in his.
My hands flew up to wind themselves in his gorgeous hair and clung on tightly, feeling like the world would fall below my feet. It was indescribable; one of his large hands was clutching the nape of my neck while the other was wrapped around my waist pulling my close to him. So close that I felt my (quite large I must say) breasts press against his firm chest. He must have noticed too since I'm sure I felt a light ehh lets say swelling occur inside his jeans.
Oh god. I realised, so this is how it feels to be kissed by Ron Weasley. His lips were pressed so tightly against mine I thought I would die from lack of breath. Before I realised I had a nose to breathe from…. ANYWAY. It was incredible. Sadly it was him who pulled away gasping for breath, stared at me for a moment before just about screaming. "Oh my god I am SO sorry Herms, ermm sorry.. I'll just go." Before he sprinted off. Sighing sank to the floor in too much heavenly bliss to care that the guy of my dreams had run away from me. I'll deal with that tomorrow.