Harry Asks Ron To The Yule Ball
It was currently passing period at Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The sun slowly meeting the horizon as future Aurors and Ministry workers scrurried to their last class of the day.
Ron Weasley as one of these students was roaming the halls but for an entirely different matter.
His best mate had asked him to meet him in the courtyard via some vague note, also telling him not to ask Padma to the ball.
Ron felt rather queasy as he moved down the busy corridor. ”What could Harry want?”
He prods his way through one last group of students, seemingly first years, to reach the courtyard. And is shocked at the sight in front of him.
Harry is awkwardly shifting from left to right. While fiddling with a single rose.
"Harry?" Ron calls for Harry's attention but it comes out as a question seeing as he was quite confused.
Harry seems to snap out of a trance as he notices Ron. He hurriedly walks over to the confused boy but trips over his own feet, falling right into the redhead's arms.
"Woah, you okay mate?" Ron asks, helping his friend regain balance.
Once, Harry is steady he takes a deep breath and says, "Ron, don't take this wrong way but I'm asking you to the dance."
Ron panics. He doesn't like Harry in that way and he wants to say no but he doesn't want to hurt his friend's feelings.
"Wait, hear me out. I was down for the idea before but I thought about it and we shouldn't pull the twins into our affairs. I was hoping you would go with me instead."
"As friends", he adds quickly.
The ravenette awkwardly holds out the rose, as a means to seal the proposal. Ron rolls his eyes at the gesture but takes the rose anyway.
He’s joyous at the prospect of spending the Yule Ball with his best friend Then, worry fills his features. "Don't you think this is going to be kind of weird or people might get the wrong idea?"
"If I've learned anything at Hogwarts, it's to not let anyone's opinion of you get in your head."
Ron gives a firm nod as a sort of, 'I can do this'.
The duo breaks into laughter as they hurry off to the Transfiguration classroom.
Ron looks to Harry and receives a nod of reassurance. They then turn forward, both taking in a breath and begin their walk down the steps into the Yule Ball, arm in arm.
The entire hall pauses as Harry James Potter, Boy Who Lived walks down the steps with a bloke.
Both boys chuckle at the look on everyone's face, "They all look so surprised."
"Should we play 'couple' for a bit and see what they do?" Harry suggest.
"Oh yeah", Ron agrees. His earlier fear now vanished.
They get to the dance floor and begin to do a god awful tango, laughing and joking the whole time.
McGonagall normally would have lectured them because they had bumped into at least 4 dancing couples but the look of pure joy on the boy’s faces stops her.
The boys soon become depleted and head to the bar to grab a drink and are surprised to see Madame Hooch.
"Madame Hooch?" Ron questions.
"The one and only. What can I do you for?"
"Firewhiskey?" Harry tries.
“Nope, I'm under strict orders not to give you kids any alcohol."
"Dang it. We'll both take a mocktail, then." Ron says, ordering for them both.
Madame Hooch sets two glasses down in front on them, pulls out her wand stating a spell foreign to the boys that fills them to the brim.
The boys turn to look out into the crowd and all of a sudden, Viktor and Hermione are at their side.
"Interesting, seeing you two here together," Hermione comments as Viktor orders.
"Oh well, Harry asked me last minute."
"Wait, so you two are like a thing?" Viktor asks.
Hermione's eyes widen as realization hits her. "Are you?"
"You okay, ’Mione?" Ron asks, attempting to hold back a smirk.
"Yes. I'm fine. Now, answer the question."
Ron and Harry look to each other and with their eyes ask, ”Should we tell 'em?”
Harry nods, turning back to Hermione.
"Nope." He says, popping the 'p'. He then casually sips his drink.
“So you don't like each other?”
”Not romantically”, Harry says.
"Would it bother you if we did?" Ron asks.
"No! Of course, not. You and Harry can date whatever gender or non-gender you want."
"No. I mean, if was dating someone."
"I- I- Umm... Viktor! Weren't we about to leave?"
"Yes, yes we were. Let's go."
He puts his arm out for her to take and she does. Ron's eyes follow 'Mione until their out.
The redhead spins back around to Harry. "I think she likes me! She avoided the question and that exit was way too suspicious", Ron rambles excitedly.
"And, you're realizing this now." Harry says with a chuckle.
Harry takes one last long sip. Then, sets down his glass. The ravenette hops down from his seat, shoving his hands in his pockets and begins walking away. Ron jumps out his seat and rushes after Harry.
”Did she like me before?"
Harry simply continues walking.
