All I Have To Give

"Hey Herm, um, can I talk to you for a sec?" A voice interrupted the studying of Hermione Granger. When she turned around, Ron was fidgeting and looking at her nervously.

"Sure Ron. Tell me whatever."

"In private." He said. The other girls in the room were beginning to look at them and giggling.

"Um, ok." She answered as Ron led her out the common room and into a deserted corner.

"Well, I was wondering." He began, "I was thinking that... I want... Maybe..."

"Tell her, you big baby!" Hermione heard HarryÂ’s voice, but he was nowhere in sight.

"Harry, take of the invinsibility cloak and leave. CanÂ’t I talk to Hermione without you spying?" Ron called out.

"Aww, Ron!" Harry whined, as he reluctantly took of the cloak. But as he was about to leave, he quickly gave Ron one last encouraging message. "Remember Ron, short and sweet. Take a deep breath, don’t procrastinate, ‘cause it makes you more nervous. Just let it all out."

"Harry just go! YouÂ’re the one making me procrastinate!" Ron said, forgetting the butterflies in his stomach.

"Tell me what, Ron?" Hermione asked Ron. When he looked at her, all the flip-flops and insects were back in his insides

"Well... Maybe we could go to the Yule Ball together, since you donÂ’t got a date, and I donÂ’t got a date and-"

"Yes, Ron, IÂ’ll go with you" Hermione cut him of.

"Thanks ‘Mione! I’ll wait for you here in the common room tomorrow."

As Hermione turned around to leave, she could have sworn she heard him shout ‘YES!’

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Ron was pacing in the common room nervously, forget butterflies, Dinosaurs are more likely to be in there! He thought, looking at his stomach. He was wearing new, blue dress robes that matched his eyes, and held a bouquet of white roses. He looked at the stairs just in time to see his date come down from the girlÂ’s dormitory. Just the mere sight of her made him gape and want to stay there just looking at her. Flip-flops in his insides became faster. Great, the whole animal kingdom must be in me now!

"What?" She said. "Why are you staring at me? Is something wrong with my hair? Do I look alright?" she asked, putting her hand on her hair and straightening it out.

"N-no, nothingÂ’s wrong. You look... you look... wonderful" He stuttered and smiling foolishly."

"Ok. LetÂ’s go." She smiled her perfect smile at him while taking his hand.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"Hey, letÂ’s dance?" Hermione asked Ron as she heard the band play an old song from Backstreet Boys.

"This is a song from the Backstreet Boys, ‘All I have to give’" Ams, the lead singer, introduced, "I know some of you might not know who they are, but I’m sure muggle-borns know, ‘cause I heard some girls scream."

"But I donÂ’t know how to dance!" Ron justified.

"Well, this is a slow song, so we just need to slow dance. You put your hands on my waist, and I put mine around your neck. Then we just sway with the music." Hermione instructed. A soft tingle came up RonÂ’s body as she put his hands on the right place.

"Hey ‘Mione?" Ron asked as they swayed to the song.

"Yeah Ron?"

"Is Viktor Krum already your boyfriend?"

"I don’t know. We did agree not to be couple yet ‘cause long-distance relationships are hard to maintain. But he does owl me occasionally, he sends cards, flowers, gifts-"

"Apparates here, and serenades you with his ugly, croaking voice in the Astronomy Tower and writes poetry with that half brain-cell of his." Ron cut her of.

"Ron, I thought we already had this talk. You know thereÂ’s nothing to be jealous of Viktor. Even if we were a couple, you and Harry will both be more special to me than he will ever be. And besides, you know people canÂ’t apparate and disapparate in Hogwarts grounds." She added the information with her usual know-it-all voice.

There was silence, then out of the blue Ron suddenly asked, "Do you like the Backstreet boys?"

"Yeah, thatÂ’s why I asked you to dance. Why do you ask? And how do you know who the BS boys are?"

"For the first question, I donÂ’t know, just out of plain curiosity. And for that second, you know my dad loves anything muggle."

Silence...

"The songÂ’s ending, so, how about you wait there, while I get some punch?"

"Sure"

Without another word, Ron went, surprisingly, not to the direction of the drinks, but to where Harry, Dean, and Seamus were standing. But Hermione just shrugged it of.

After a while, she heard RonÂ’s voice on the speakers. She looked at where the band was playing. But instead of seeing those muggle-born Ravenclaws, she saw Harry holding the guitar, Dean on the keyboard, Seamus on the drums, and Ron holding the microphone.