A/N: First attempt at a simply dialouge story. I hope it's not too confusing, but I just HAD to put Harry in it. Just because I love him.

In this story, the lines will stand for some action happening which will be explained in the next part of the dialouge. I originally wrote it so that the action was '...' but it's not working on here. So yeah.


Fighting

'Ron, we've got to stop this.'

'Why?'

'Why? Have you not heard us fight?'

'Of course I have.'

'Then you know why we have to stop.'

'But it's how we are together.'

'I'm sick of it.'

'Really? Because the way you immediately snap back would prove differently.'

'The way I snap back has nothing to do with my feelings on us constantly fighting.'

'The lovely colour you get in your face could also prove differently.'

'Bugger off.'

'Aw, come on. You know you love fighting with me.'

'I don't though.'

'But you do! And you know it. He knows it, too.'

'Keep him out of this.'

'That's why he's never worried when we fight. 'Cause he knows we do it 'cause it's what we do. We fight. And we like it. And it works out between us.'

'But that's not how it should work. And you know that.'

'But it does.'

'Don't hug me like everything's okay!'

'But everything is okay.'

'No, it's not.'

'Yeah it is. You know you like this. Being held like this. And I know you know. And you know that I know.'

'Ron-'

'It's okay. We like fighting. It's usually playful. Don't give me that look, you know it is.'

'Well…yes…but Harry puts up with a lot from us and he has his stuff to deal with as well.'

'But he knows.'

'I know he knows, but he also seems to be sick of it. Ron, we can't keep doing this.'

'Okay. Yeah, you're right.'


'Why is it that you seem to get better ever time you decide to kiss me?'

'Well, practice makes perfect, don't you think?'

'I don't have to think about that, Ron. I already know it does.'

'I think I'll kiss you again.'

'Well, you better.'


'Seriously, do you guys have to do that in the middle of a room where anyone can walk in on you?'

'Harry!'

'Dammit, Potter! We were just getting into it.'

'Ronald, don't swear.'

'Yeah Ron, don't swear.'

'Harry, shut up.'

'Hermione, be nice. Harry's feelings might get hurt.'

'You shut up too, Ron.'

'Maybe you should make me.'

'And how would I be able to do that?'

'Well, kissing me would be one possibility.'

'Seriously, I'm still here.'

'Then leave, Harry.'


'So, since Harry's gone...you were saying, Ron?'

'I was saying that kissing would be one possibility of shuting me up.'

'Well, then I'll keep that in mind. Now, I need to get some studying done.'

'Aw c'mon, Hermione! You can't just do that to a bloke!'

'Honestly Ron, we don't have-'


'Ron, you can't kiss me to shut me up. It's not fair.'

'Not fair?'

'No, it's not fair.'

'No. Not being fair is suggesting something and then leaving. That, Hermione, is not-'


'I thought you said that wasn't fair?'

'Well, Ron, I was mistaken.'

'IF YOU TWO DON'T STOP SNOGGING AND GET TO STUDYING, I'LL JINX YOU BOTH SO YOU CAN'T SEE EACH OTHER UNTIL THE END OF THE WAR!'

'Later on then?'

'Definitely.'

'I love you.'

'I love you too, Ronald.'