I own nothing. Enjoy the story cause I had fun making Hermione act OC! ;P


Harry was really sick of it all. No, really. He was sick of his best friends beating around the bush and also sick how they would come to him in their time of need (to complain!) So he decided that Ron would be getting something a little different for Christmas this year ...
"Actually, I want to give your present in private if you don't mind," Harry whispered to Ron. Though the twins caught wind of this and whistled, but immediately was told to shut up by Mrs. Weasley.

"Alright mate. Let's go into the kitchen." Upon stepping foot in said area, Harry shoved the small gift to Ron. "No need to be so rough, mate. What is it anyway..." Ron mumbled as he opened his gift only to be puzzled by it and scoffed at it. "Harry, what is this?"

"It's cologne."

"Wait, muggle cologne? No wonder it doesn't look familiar."

"Just try it. Here, I'll even put it on for you," Harry said all too anxiously and he sprayed it on Ron.

Ron coughed at the scent. "Ugh, mate. You have some weird taste. That smells like shit." (1) Ron commented as he walked back into the living room. Fred and George caught a sniff of a new smell and Ron told them about Harry's gift before noticing something. "Where're the girls?"

"In the bathroom," they chorused.

"Ginny accidentally ate one of our Puking Pastries."

"Haven't had the chance to really test it--"

"--but should eventually wear off--"

"--before thirty minutes have gone up."

"Well, Ginny's gonna be alright," Hermione said, coming down the stairs. "Nothing too serious and she should--" Hermione's nose caught an exquisite smell. The intoxicating odor seemed to be coming from, "Ronald" she said very un-Hermione-like, locking eyes with Ron. She grasped the stair handles and shake her thang while looking sexy, not breaking their eye contact.

Harry chuckled smugly from the side. "That's it. Com'on, keep going."

Down Hermione went before slowly (seductively) getting up and walking over to Ron. "H-Hermione?" Hermione pushed him onto the couch before jumping on him and proceeding to snog the life out of him. The twins on the other hand...

"Harry?"

"Yea?"

"What just happened?"

"They got Axed."


(1) Guys always bitch about how the smell reeks.

;D Just surprised no one's done this. And if you have, my bad.

Reviews are highly appreciated!