"…Edward Cullen!"
I stared at Hermione, totally furious with her.
"You said this 100 times already, Hermione! I got it! She is with a vampire guy, which is SOO handsome and yeah, they are going to marry and have a child! Can you shut it now?"
Hermione smiled triumphantly.
I hated her that moment, I truly did.
Okay, I know my obsession with the girl in the photo was not… absolutely normal, but Hermione just sprang up and starting to search EVERYTHING for her, until she found that she was up to marry this Edward Cullen.
I was never going to admit that to Hermione but I was up to die from jealousy.
"So, show me a photo of your handsome Eddy."
She sighed. Damn, she understood how I was feeling.
"Here it is."
She showed me a photo of a blonde guy, with really black eyes staring at the camera.
Bloody Hell. He was waaay more handsome than me. Damn.
"You don't stand a chance, Ronald. She is crazy for him."
Hermione was playing with my nerves.
"It's a shame she will never meet you. I really wanted to see her drift you."
Okay, I wanted to kill her right away.
'Mione smiled again.
"You know there are a lot of beautiful girls you can fell in love with, here in Wizardly World. I know one at least that is dying for you."
I didn't give a crap.
"Oh yeah? Let's hear it."
Hermione blushed and laughed foolishly.
Oh, god.
"Uhh… 'Mione, I've got homework to do. I'll talk to you later."
"What? You can't be serious! Have you decided to study at last?"
She couldn't fool me. I knew she was depressed. She wanted me to stay with her. Huh! Yeah, sure. And hear for over an hour how handsome, and how wonderful this Eddy guy is.
"Yes I have. See you."
She was staring at me while I was walking out the room.
"Ron!"
Ugh. I would not hear her. I would go in my room and punch everything I'd find, just to calm my nerves down.
"Ron, please!"
Nope, nope and NOPE again!
"I… I'll do your whole homework if you stay!"
I stopped walking. I was shocked. Hermione never – never - did our homework. She was correcting our mistakes but never did the whole homework.
Wow. I didn't know she was such a mess about my new obsession.
I turned around to look at her.
She was staring at me, like she was trying to pull me away from getting killed or something.
Oh, bloody hell. I was too lazy to do my homework. And I had too much nerves for that.
I sighed and sit near Hermione. She smiled at me like I just returned from a war that last for 10 years.
Then she hugged me.
Huh? What the hell?
As soon as she let me breathe –god, her hug was TIGHT- 'Mione started writing my essay.
Whoahh. She was reaaally in need to do that.
I just smiled and relaxed.
But my happiness last fore the following 2 seconds.
Then I remembered Isabella.
Yeah, that was her name. Hermione had to tell this to me – even if she didn't want to- because it was in the text she found about Eddy.
Edward and Isabella.
Ew, it sounds awful.
Ron and Isabella.

Okay, I've just lost my mind.
I sighed once again and threw my head in the back of the sofa.
I was mental. Like, really. I was.
I fell in love with a girl I saw on a photo.
And I was jealous because she had a boyfriend.
Wow. That wasn't me, that was a Ron that was hiding inside me for 17 years.
Why I was jealous of a vampire? Vampires suck.
Uh, but she liked vampires.
I wish I was a vampire.
Wait, WHAT? That was definitely not normal.
Maybe Hermione is right, maybe I've lost it.
Okaay Ron, calm down. You saw a photo of a beautiful girl and…
No, she was not just beautiful! She was an angel!
She was just a girl!
No, she wasn't!
Yes, she was!
No, she wasn't!
Shut up!
Alright, and now I was arguing with myself. Great.
I imagined her smiling at me… I just wanted to see how I was going to feel.
Nothing. Thank god, I thought I'd-
Hey, what's this sound?
It's like…
Crap.
My heart was flying.
Wow, if I had met her, I would be completely paralyzed.
"Ron."
What's that? I didn't ask my imagination to make Isabella call my name.
"Ron."
No, this voice does not fit my angel.
SHE'S NOT AN ANGEL!
She is, you idiot!
Oh, come on. No more fights against myself.
"Ron, are you okay?"
Damn! It was 'Mione!
I opened my eyes quickly.
"Did you fall asleep?"
Okay. She was the mental one in here now.
"For 5 minutes, 'Mione?"
She rolled her eyes.
"I finished your homework, Ronald."
Wow, that was quick.
"In 5 minutes?"
She sighed and rolled her eyes again.
"Earth's calling, Ron! You were asleep for an hour!"
I was shocked.
And hour? Wait, I wasn't asleep. I was thinking.

Just thinking.
For an hour.

About Isabella.
Wow.
Okaay, where is the headache I get every time I think something for over than 10 minutes?
I couldn't see it coming.
Hermione was staring at me.
I realized I haven't answered back.
"Oh…"
Hermione looked at me for a last time and then walked away. She threw me something.
It was my homework.
"And… 'Mione?"
She came back in lighting speed.
"Yes?"
Her voice was full of hope.
"Thanks! You know… About my homework."
For a second, only a second, her face was more disappointed than ever. Then she smiled.
"It's nothing. Want something else?"
"No thanks."
And then she walked away.