This, my friends is my belated b-day fic for my cousin, MistyStarlight. HAPPY BDAY!-
(Yes, this is what I was up to.)
And of course, to honor her, I'll be doing her Favorite Couple!
Ron/Hermionie!
ENJOY!
It had been nagging me all day. Heck, maybe a week, but I can sure tell you that after I saw it done, I wanted to do it. Oh temptation, how thy pulls thou in. I'm gonna have to avoid her all this period though, cause she sits right in bloody front of me. I wouldn't mind if she sat beside me or even behind me, but oh how she bloody bothers the bloody blood outta me.
I think Hermionie likes me. Hopefully. I only have known she likes that Vickie. Oh, yes "Victor". How could I ever forget him. Hermionie rejected me! ME! Ok, maybe the torn dress robes and the red hair and freckles clashed, but you can't blame me for trying. I mean, she's bloody H O T! Hey, I do like some nerds.
Well, really she's not a nerd, although some may consider her so. Smart, loves to study, has thick, bushy hair, that might I add smells like strawberries and cream
Well, today, Hermionie looks better than others. Last night, she straightened her hair and then today, she put it up in a braid. You see, today, I might just break. The ink bottle is on my desk and her braid is swinging in front of me. Do you see my dilemma? Ya, It's worse than you thought isn't it. It IS BLOODY WORSE! Have you ever had the bloody urge to dip the end of someone's bloody braid or bloody ponytail in ink?
Someone dipped Ginny's hair in ink. Well, actually Harry did. It turns out he liked her and she liked him. They've been dating since. That prompted me to also. I mean Harry did it and he was desperate. REALLY BLOODY Desperate.
Snape drones on and on while I am mesmerized by her hair. Oh in all of it's glory. I would like it even better in MY BLUE INK!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Timidly, I pick up the brown braid. Popping the lid off, I take the braid and move it even closer.
I dunk the braid, smothering a good 4 inches of it with the sticky liquid. Ohh, how that felt good.
Apparently, she felt the tug. Protectively, she reached behind her to gather up her perfect hair, her hand hitting the wet spot. Slowly, she looked at her hand, the hair, and then me.
"RONALD WEASLY I'M GONNA KILL YOU!"
I have never seen so much fury in that girls eyes.
Forgetting the class, she promptly ran me out of the room and then managing to curse me so many times to land me in the hospital wing.
But the best part is...
SHE SENT ME A GET WELL SOON CARD! Not much, but it sure is a start!