A/N: YAY HP FIC!! Ok, so this is set straight after DH…without the angst :D. Lets just say that Arthur is still working in the misuse of muggle artefacts department!!
Sticky Notes
"Hermione! Hermione! Look what I found!" Ronald Billius Weasley is a grown…well…man I guess but he still gets exited like he was when he was twelve over finding his fathers work assignments.
"Coming Ron!" God, what could it be this time! Yesterday it was the box of 'magic' tricks that Arthur had to figure out, the day before it was a retractable pen, what now!!
Hermione made her way up to Ron's bedroom where she opened the door to find his walls and cabinet covered in little yellow squares of paper. Sticky Notes. Oh. No. Mixing a man with a mind of a twelve-year-old and sticky notes is not a good combination.
"Look Hermione! They stay up all by themselves! It's like there's a non-permanent sticking charm on them!!"
"Yes Ron, I know, they're called sticky notes, you put them on things as a label or what have you. Like making sure that everyone knows what's yours."
"Really? Well, I've got a lot of work to do around here!"
Half an hour later Hermione came back to find all of Ron's Chudley Cannons merchandise, clothes and shoes covered in notes all saying; PROPERTY OF RONALD BILLIUS WEASLEY.
"Ron, you don't need to label everything! Just things that could easily get taken by someone else, I mean seriously who would want all of your Ch-" she stopped herself before she could go any further as not to change his mood.
"That's a good idea Hermione." He replied, obviously not hearing her last comment.
Before she knew it there was a small piece of yellow paper flying towards her and in a futile attempt to dodge it she tripped and landed with her backside in the air where the sticky note landed.
"Oh, shit! That one had a permanent sticking charm on it!"