Disclaimer: I Do Not Own Harry Potter.

AN: One shot for now might be more than a one shot depending on the response it gets.

"For like the tenth time I am sorry," Hermione said, although she didn't look very sorry and that was probably because she wasn't.

"No your not and even if you were sorry doesn't help our current situation," Harry half hissed at his best friend.

Hermione let out a sigh, she really couldn't understand what Harry's problem was. The spell would wear off eventually and they would be back at Hogwarts in no time.

"Look Harry you just need to relax everything will be okay in the end,"

"We are on the moon, I don't even know how it's possible that we are or how we still alive without space suits or oxygen!," Harry said through gritted teeth trying to control his frustration at the fact Hermione didn't seem bothered by the situation. "I find it best to never to question what's possible or impossible because it just complicates things," Hermione informed him cheerfully and Harry had to fight the urge to scream in her face. "Now, while we wait for the spell to wear off lets make ourselves useful in proving the moon is made out of cheese,".

"Hermione for the last time the moon isn't made out of cheese. We are standing on it and I can one hundred percent say it isn't cheese,".

"Just because you're on the moon you are suddenly an expert about it, I think not buddy. Who do you think you are king of the moon?," Hermione asked, thinking it would be a lot easier if Harry just went along with things.