Oh, Ronald.... [ickleronikins & aweasley_twin]
Hermione had this all planned out in her head. She would just walk into the common room, and Harry should still be up - likely worrying over his task. She would tell Harry about Fred, and he would take it well, she hoped. Then together they would tell Ron. Or, maybe Harry would just go upstairs and tell Ron for her. It was a really awful row they'd just had, after all. Maybe it wasn't the best time. But, meanwhile, Fred would be upstairs telling George, and that would likely result in a scene... so she would just have to make do with the timing before all of Gyffindor house got woken up. Or the whole school, for that matter.
But, there they were, walking into the common room, her tiny hand still in his. She didn't see Harry around, so that plan was no-
"Ronald?" She would be able to spot those dress robes anywhere. Why hadn't he changed? Well, she couldn't talk, could she? She was still in her ball gown, and there in the common room she was holding hands with Fred Weasley while looking straight at Ron. She swallowed. "We need to talk."
But, there they were, walking into the common room, her tiny hand still in his. She didn't see Harry around, so that plan was no-
"Ronald?" She would be able to spot those dress robes anywhere. Why hadn't he changed? Well, she couldn't talk, could she? She was still in her ball gown, and there in the common room she was holding hands with Fred Weasley while looking straight at Ron. She swallowed. "We need to talk."