"I HAVE ENOUGH OF YOU!"
Every single student fall silent and spun his neck around in attempt to see, what was going on.
Hermione Granger was standing furious at the Gryffindor house table. Her knuckles turned white with the force she was holding on to the table.
Opposite her sat Ron Weasley together with Harry Potter who had his head in his hands.
"Don't you dare to say another word of this Ronald! Five years! I know you five years and every year you are going to do it again!" she said angrily. "Why don't you have fun once? Let you hair down? You're so bookish. Such a know-it-all!" she mocked.
Ron ears turned red with anger. His eyes blazed over with anger too.
Some student watched curios, others gleeful, but one of them looked more than angry.
It was good, that no teacher was in the great hall at the moment, or Gryffindor would have lost many points in the next minutes.
"I say it, because it's true! You never do something fun! You're only real lover are your books! You don't even like guys!"
The few students who have been whispering to each other, stopped dead in their tracks.
No one really noticed Harry, who groaned and let his head fall on the table with a loud thud.
"I don't like guys? My only lovers are my books?" she growled.
"You would know that, wouldn't you? But let me tell you something. I have sex just so you know. I have fucked one of your brothers and I loved every minute of it. You want me to let my hair down? Good I tell you, I have done it many times. Here in Hogwarts even in the Burrow Ronald!"
Ron's face turned a horrible green shade. It doesn't go to well with his hair. Many students began snickering, have they seen the brother in crime more than one time with her in the library flirting like there is no tomorrow.
A few of them even have seen them snogging in a broom closet or in a deserted floor.
Most of the Gryffindors have seen them cuddle in front of the fire in the middle of the night.
It's not like the big surprise for every one, but for Ron it has been a hell of a morning.
"I really want to tell you every little detail just to see you suffering, but you are not worth to hear the best moments of my life so far. I don't share something important to me with idiots."
With her head high she walked out of the great hall.
Everyone was quiet, waiting for one Weasley twin to stand up, punch his younger brother and running after his girlfriend. Fred Weasley leapt to his feet, gave his little brother a dead glare and sprinted after Hermione.
Disappointed sighs erupted from everyone. It had been better if Ronald got a bruise because of his own thickness.
George Weasley walked towards Ron, slapped him upside the head a little to harsh and sat down where Hermione have been sitting not to long ago.
"Fred?" asked Ron hesitantly, not sure which brother sat in front of him.
"Nop George. I'm sure you figured out by now, that Fred is Hermione's boyfriend right little Ronnikins?"
Ron nodded gloomily.
"Are you going home at Christmas?" asked George suddenly, a smug expression wearing.
"Yes why?" asked Ron suspicious of the change of subject.
George whistled innocent while standing up.
"You would want to asked mum and dad for a new bed. In yours have been done many naughty things!"
He laughed loud at his own joke, since he hadn't meant that Fred and Hermione have shagged in his bed, but Ron's own wanking that he has done in there. It has been worth it since Ron fainted with his face first in his breakfast.
Satisfied with himself he walked back to his place and began eating.
Whereas Hermione and Fred could be found snogging in a corner of the library.
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