I've been working hard on getting 8YL updated, but in the mean time, here's a quick one-shot to get you through.
RezzedOut's (unofficial) response to The First Line Challenge, a thirty-minute fic challenge.
How Long It Took Me - 32 Minutes
Details:The only requirement is that the first line of your story is this: "How was I supposed to know anyone was in there?"
"How was I supposed to know that anyone was in there? I just wanted a shower!" Ron Weasley moaned to his best friend when Harry finally slid into their usual booth at Three Broomsticks. "And Hermione refused to obliviate me, claiming that it'd remind me not to barge in on people without knocking."
"What happened?" Harry grinned, motioning for a waitress, who was only too happy to assist The-Boy-Who-Lived-Twice and bring them both a drink. "Did you walk in on her while she was in the bath?"
"That wouldn't have been so bad." Ron said somberly before taking a gulp of his Firewhiskey. "But she wasn't alone. She had a bloke with her."
"Hermione had some bloke with her in the shower?" Harry's eyes were close to bulging out of his sockets. "Who?"
"You don't want to know, mate." Ron raised his mug to his lips and downed the remaining alcohol. "It makes me sick…"
"Who? Percy? Tell me it wasn't Percy. It's obvious he fancies her."
"Oi! Spare me the images of that one!"
"Not Percy…I'd guess he's in the Order?" The red-head nodded.
"Neville?"
"No."
"Fred? George? Both?"
"Blimey, Harry! Are you trying to make me sicker than I already am?!"
"It wasn't… It wasn't Kingsley, was it?" Harry asked suspiciously, running any other candidates through his brain. "Who was is, Ron?"
Ron shook his head. "To see Hermione and him shagging like… like… How does that Muggle expression go, Harry? Like squirrels, is it?"
Harry shrugged, his attention caught by the little bell that hung over the door. A familiar head of bushy brown hair entered, followed closely by a dark greasy one. What was Hermione doing here with Snape?
"It wasn't Sna-" Harry stopped the thought mid-sentence as Severus Snape bent down to whisper something into Hermione's ear. He glanced away quickly, a bit green around the edges. "You're right, mate. I don't want to know."
So there you go! I'll be updating my other fic soon enough, my muse just needed a break. Please review!