Someone I can't have..

𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜

FEBRUARY 27th

Y/N POV:

it was the middle of a normal day, classes finished girls shopping, guys nervous.

half of that is because of the spring ball, today was the last day to ask your dates, and by now everyone had one.

at one point neville was struggling to find a date until some girl named hannah abbot asked him to the dance. they seem cute together, i could see a future with them.

there was luna who asked ginny they were cute, cedric of course with hermione, harry with malia, dean and seamus, lavender and ron, and surprisingly even though draco is a jerk, astoria greengrass with draco?

if he asked me to the spring ball i would reject him in so many languages i tell you.

right at the moment we were in the great hall for dinner.

"so y/n you never told us your date to the ball?." george said.

"oh all of you should know it's bennett." i say.

"well sorry for asking."  he said like i insulted him.

"why did you say yes?" harry asked so stupidly.

"he's my boyfriend harry and i think i love him, no no no i know it! i love bennett oliver mallard." (if you switch the m and o it's bmo "bank of Montreal")

"what do you think about that ronniekins?" fred said smirking right where i was.

"what are you talking about ron isnt-"

"here." he said cutting me off, he was right behind me. he looked upset.

"is everything alright?" i asked.

"everything is just wonderful." ron said sarcastically playing with the food on his plate.

"you know you can tell me ron, your my best friend that's what we do." i say smiling.

"it's nothing to worry about."

"okay then.."

"you know ronald it's not good to be upset for long, it's best to talk about it." hermione said.

"oh shut up no one needs your intelligence and knowledge at the moment." ron said now angrily.

"but-"

"but what? your book is going to help you solve my problems? sure let's try, how do you tell your... a friend they uh..." ron said pausing at the end.

"what is it won won?" lavender said now barging in not telling his problem.

"oh uh, nothing i should go." he says getting up looking at me.

"that was...weird." i say looking at everyone.

"well that's because you make him mad all the time with your 'look at me i'm ms perfect y/n.'" lavender said flipping her hair everywhere trying to mimic me.