"Didn't know you was into gingers, Malfoy?"
"Shut up Weasley"
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Gemma Weasley shared many similarities with her siblings, the ginger hair, pale skin, freckles and a super sense of humour, yet she was the one that stood out from them all. Even her tw...
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The following days after the announcement of the Yule Ball Hogwarts was in carnage, everyone wanted a date. Ronald and Harry had asked me several times for girl advice, claiming that every girl travel in packs and that it's impossible to catch one by themselves.
"It's just impossible Gemma, they all look at us like we're dead, every girl moves away when I approach them!" Ronald huffs as the four of us sat by the black lake doing our homework.
"Maybe you're not trying hard enough Ronald." I spit back, knowing full well a girl sat next to him would gladly accept his offer to go to the ball with him.
"Oh my god, look at that!" I snigger, looking out to see Victor Krum doing his morning jog with about ten girls chasing his every move, yet the only girl he looked at was Hermione.
I looked at her, back at him, back to her, oh she's so dead.
"Hermione want to go for a walk?" I ask, trying to motion her for a private chat, she nods, saying our goodbyes to my brother and Harry, we make our way back up to the castle.
"He asked me to the Yule ball Gemma." She says very casually, a smile spreading on her lips.
"Krum?!" I squealed, grabbing her arm in shock.
"And I said yes!" She added, giggling at me freaking out.
"Oh my Merlin, Hermione, this is the best news EVER!" I say as we walk back to the common room, her explaining every detail of how it happened.
"Please keep it from others though Gemma, they'll go ballistic at me." She said, talking about Harry and Ronald. I pinky swore to her that I wouldn't tell a soul.
"So, what are you wearing!" I add, earning her eyes to roll.
"One of us at least has to look hot!"
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The next morning we had essay supervision with Snape in the great hall, yet everyone knew what this meant, an easy way to get people on dates.
"Mione what potion do you get for this?" I ask hushed under my breath, wanting to double check my last outcome.
"This is mad, at this rate we'll be the only people in our year without dates." Ron sighs, looking around the room as Snape comes by pushing Ronald's head back towards his textbook earning myself to contain my laughter.
"Well us and Neville!" He repeats, not very quietly earning Harry to reply with a snarky comment.
"Neville has a date." I say, earning Harry and Ronald's head to snap upwards. Me and Hermione knew this because Ginny had come into our dorm a few nights ago absolutely over the moon she had been asked, she didn't care who by.
"Ohhh now i'm really fucking depressed." Ronald says, shaking his head whilst Fred pushed a piece of parchment over to Ronald, he scans the paper and looks back over to Fred, who now had successfully asked Anjelina Johnson to the ball.
