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Dudes! I am sooooooooooooooooooo incredibly sorry that I didn't... couldn't... wouldn't... I have no excuse.. and for that I apologize.
Ron's face fell below the surface of the castle at Draco Malfoy himself entered the classroom. His trademark smirk, worthy of Witch Weekly Magazine, in place. "Finally going to confess your pathetic, though undying love for Granger?"
The red headed Gryffindor said nothing.
"'Bout time if I do say so myself. The entire school has been expecting you two to go out for eternity now." He let out a short laugh as he strolled further into the classroom, circling the Wealey as though he were a vulture. "Perfect match if you ask me. Poor and ugly go together just fine."
Ron clenched his fists, "Shove it Malfoy! And my personal life is none of your business."
"Everything is my business, Weasley." Malfoy paused, striking a casual, yet sexy pose for imaginary cameras. Oh yes, he was a model at heart. "Anyway," he fixed the Gryffindor with a scrutinizing gaze. "You decided how you going to get Granger?"
Why was any of this Malfoy's concern! Ron wanted to punch the slimey git in the face and then yell at the great prat, explaining that A.) Hermione wasn't ugly, she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen and B.) He shouldn't even be stepping into the situation at all, because this was Ron's ordeal! And Harry's. And Ginny's. And Hermione's... Once she found out that he like her and everything.
"Go away, Malfoy," Ron muttered silently, trying to keep his blush down to a minimum.
"No, I don't think I will," Draco said slyly, resting his hands in the pockets of his dark uniform pants. "Tell you what Weasley, I'm willing to help you out a bit, since you are obviously at a stand still."
"I don't need your help."
"Yeah, right," the Slytheirn Prince said with a hint of sarcasm. "I bet you know exactly what Granger likes in a guy."
Ron looked down at his feet, "And you would know how?"
"Think about it, Weasley. She's smart, top in all her classes, you really think she would waste her time with a dumb, unattractive brute like you?" Draco worked his fine persuasion skills on his unsuspecting prey, planting the seed of doubt into the red head's mind.
What if Malfoy was right? What if Hermione only like guys for their brains? What if she wanted a guy that could best her at every single subject and then some? Well, Ron Weasley wasn't that guy, but he could be.
Hermione tapped Harry on the shoulder the moment she exited the girls' dormitory and re-entered the common room. "Harry, I have this friend, and she wants to know what some of your guy friends like in a girl."
Harry put down his copy of Quidditch Throughout the Ages, and sighed, "Who's your friend?"
"That's not the point! I-- I mean, she, she just wants to know, what a certain Gryffindor boy likes in a girl."
Harry rolled his eyes, first Ron, not Hermione. This was not exactly his best day. "What guy?"
Hermione sat down next to him as she took a deep breath, "Let's say he has red hair, and gorgeous blue eyes, a lot of freckles and a ton of relatives--" Hermione went off describing Ron down to a tee, and kind of lost herself talking about him. Harry grew bored of the topic and returned to his reading, and returned when Hermione ceased her ranting. "So, do you know what this person likes in a girl?"
"No."
"No? Harry James Potter! You are Ron Weasley's best friend, and you know for a fact that I like him and--" she gasped in horror and immidiately clapped her hands over her mouth. O how the fates tormented him so! Mentally, she cursed Harry's amazing ability to get her to coax the truth out of her.
Harry tried not to grin, and in the end was successful when Hermione threw a pillow at him, hitting him square in the face. After the laughter and brutal pillow beatings died down, they were able to settle down and talk.
"So let me get this straight," Hermione began to summarize after Harry explained Ron's (for lack of a better word) stupidity. "Ron likes me, or at least you think he does and he's trying to figure out how he's going to tell me right this very moment?"
Harry nodded that, "Yeah, that pretty much sums it up."
"Harry! I thought that maybe the next Hogsmeade trip we could go to Three Broomsticks together. Just you and me." Ginny came bouncing from the girls' dormitory and quickly toward Hermione and Harry. "Oh! And we could invite Ron and Hermione, and it could be a double date! It would be so sweet!"
The moment the young Weasley girl touched butt to plush couch, the boy-who-lived was already leaving the common room, and seeking refuge elsewhere. Anywhere the girl couldn't follow him. However cute some Ginny/Harry fans might have thought it to be, it wasn't. It was down right halarious.
"I've told you a hundred thousand times, Susan!" Lavendar scolded a Hufflepuff girl the next day in herbology. "Pales and vibrants only go together on special occasions. If you like, want my advise, you so better like follow it."
"For sure," Parvati added rolling her eyes and shaking her head in disappointment. "We like brought you into the magnificent world of like fashion everything, and then you so don't listen to our advise."
Susan Bones sighed and tried not to get upset with the two girls, "Thanks for the concern and everything, but it is a special occasion."
Parvati and Lavendar looked at each other then to Susan. "Your mom and dad's anniversery doesn't count as special," Parvati said.
Lavendar nodded her in agreenment, "Yeah, speacial is like, Madam Kay's cosmetics going on sale."
"...or like finally fitting into that size '2' you've been trying to fit into for like forever."
"...or like finding out that blue is the new red.."
"..or--"
"Ok! I get it!" Susan shouted, causing most of the class to look over toward the three girls. The Hufflepuff girl sighed and closed her eyes, "I get it ok? It won't happen again."
The fashionable duo smiled and nodded to each other. Another victim saved from bad fashion sense and educated about the simple facts of life. They're day was complete.
Hermione caught their eye.
Well, they're day was almost complete.
Makotojs - You weren't a Ron/Hermione fan? Niether was I actually, but only because it seemed like such an OBVIOUS pairing. Not to toot my own horn, but I think this is a perfectly cute story and really fun to write. Here's a cookie... gives Makotojs a snickerdoodle
Bunni-Chan - You know the only reason I'm even acknowledging your presence is because you have my RedvsBlue dvd and because you're just plain cool... But you aren't getting a cookie.
Hplova4eva - Heh.. Thanks! A cookie for you too.. gives Hploza4eva a double chocolate chocolate chip cookie
SoAntigone - Actually, I had started a fic just for them but it was on my computer and my computer crashed and all my fics and ideas and stuff were on it so it's all gone and I may never see it again. Oh well.. But I'm glad you like. gives SoAntigone a sugar cookie And by the way.. Antigone is such an awesome character! The play is sooooo cool.
Straycat1 - It only took me.. what two years to update.. Heh.. you probably forgot about me. Thought I jumped off of the face of the earth or something.. Heh.. gives Straycat1 a peanutbutter cookie.
CurlsofGold - Very hy-po-thetical. LOL Anyway.. Glad you like, glad its funny and glad you reviewed. A cookie for you as well! gives curls of gold an oatmeal cookie
UnderAppreciated - Glad I was able to make ya smile.. two years ago.. BUT that's not the point. The point is that you were having a bad day and you were able to read something to make your day not as bad AND on top of that you smiled, which is something that everyone should do because its healthy for the soul. Glad I could help, and I will hopefully update soon. gives UnderAppreciated one of those cookie sandwhiches with icing in the middle
Alrighty the kiddies, I will, uh.. Yeah!
Later days!
Richi Sama-