I do not own Harry Potter
"Hey Harry, did you start your homework over the summer?" Hermione asked as they sat down for breakfast.
"Er… well, I started my History of Magic Essay…" came the reply from a rather fidgety looking Harry.
"Oh! Did you really?"
"Yeah…started it…"
Ron snickered behind his hand as he sat down with his friends and the other Weasleys. Not meeting anyone's eyes for fear he would laugh, he piled his plate with Mrs. Weasley's famed cooking.
"Well how much did you get done?" inquired Hermione, continuing the conversation as she ate. Catching hold of Harry's expression the twins simultaneously smirked. Boy was he in for it!
"Ah, well, I got my name down, and the date… oh! And the title…"
"And…?"
"… That's it."
Ron snorted into his breakfast, moving Hermione's disapproving glare from Harry to him.
"Oh you think it's funny do you? That Harry has spent the last 2 months writing down barely 10 words?"
"Hey! I did do some work. It took me 3 whole days to find a perfectly suitable title for that essay!" came Harry's indignant reply. At this nearly all the Weasleys burst out laughing.
"Ahahaha! 3 days! That was a good one Harry! Ahaha…" gasped out Ron who was on the floor laughing.
"Well it did!" huffed blushing Harry. Hermione couldn't help it. She really couldn't. She cracked a smile too.
Just a little something that's been stuck in my head. :D