"I don't believe it!" Cried Hermione at breakfast the next morning.
"She's done it again!"
Hermione was holding the latest edition of the daily Prophet, it was open on a page who's headline read Harry Potter's Secret Heartache.
"Miss Granger, a plain but ambitious girl, seems to be developing a taste for famous wizards.
Her latest prey, sources report, is none other than Bulgarian bonbon Viktor Krum.
No word yet on how Harry Potter is taking this latest emotional blow."
"What a load of bullrot!" Cried Ginny.
"Viktor Krum my arse!" Laughed Ron.
"I'd never go out with you Hermione, you're not really my type." Harry said.
"That's fine by me. I'd never go out with you either, or Krum for that matter, neither of you are my type." Hermione explained.
"What are your types?" Ron asked Harry and Hermione, trying not to blush.
"Redheads." Hermione answered vaguely.
"Quidditch lovers." Harry answered with a grin.
Ron sipped his pumpkin juice, to try and hide his rapidly blushing face.
"What's your type Ronald?" Asked Ginny, a smirk spread across her face.
Ron spat his pumpkin juice all over his sister, and started choking.
"I- *choking noise* dunno *cough* messy hair? *cough*" Ron spluttered.
Ginny began vigorously bashing Ron on the back, in the hopes that he stop choking.
It wasn't much help.
"Oi, would you stop that?" Asked Ron, out of patience.
"Why certainly!" Ginny exclaimed. She bowed for good measure.
"Arse hole." Muttered Ron.
"Ronald!" Cried Hermione.
"Hermione!" He retorted, in the same shocked tone.
A/N: Sorry this chapter's really short, I couldn't think of anything more to write, without it going into the main plot for the next chapter
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