Dance Competition- Character with strong beliefs
There was only so much of this nonsense that Hermione could take before she burst.
Look at them, resembling a flailing, four-limbed spider, sucking face on the most comfortable chair in the Common Room! She scowled, crossing her arms.
"Are you alright?" Harry asked.
All she could do was gesture wordlessly at them. Harry smiled sympathetically. "You've still got a thing for Ron, haven't you."
"I do not have things for people, regardless of how attractive they may be!" She sputtered.
"So you called Ron good-looking?"
"No."
"Aesthetically gifted?"
"Heavens, no."
"Really hot?"
"If you continue this, I won't let you copy my History of Magic notes for the rest of the year," Hermione replied, shuddering at the thought of calling Ron "really hot".
He wasn't "hot", he was just...not ugly. His jawbone was sort of nice. His neck wasn't all that bad. But Hermione refused to fall in love with her best friend, no matter how not-ugly he decided to be. It ranked second on her Ten Commandments for Excelling In Sixth Year that she had written over the summer, and how could she go against those? ...Even if his hair was to die for.
So she just scowled, turned back to her paper, and attempted to write her Potions essay, before Harry murmured "You totally have a thing for him."
"No things, never. I have lost all my things."
"Nope, you have a thing for him, it's obvious," Harry continued.
"Things are against my religion," Hermione said.
"Hermione, you're atheist."
"Harry James Potter, I do not have a thing for Ron! Cease and desist talking about my calling Ron attractive immediately!" She ended up shrieking, standing up and toppling a stack of books as she did so.
The entire Common Room was silent.
Nervously, she sneaked a look at Ron, who was looking (adorably) confused under Lavender.
But then Ron shrugged, and went back to work making out with Lavender, and the rest of the Common Room restarted what they were doing warily.
"You still like him," Harry whispered.
Oh, for Godric's sake.