Christmas at the Weasleys
By ShortymcShortnphat.
AN: Just some crazy antics. I'm having some writer's block lately, so I'm hoping this will loosen it up. Oh yeah, this is SPOILER post Sirius' death.
Chapter One. Pumpkin Pie
"I'm bored!" complained Ron lying on the floor in front of his unfinished homework.
"You should finish your homework." Hermione advised setting her quill down after wiping the tip of any excess ink with a tissue, "If you'd focus for more than two seconds you might actually be done by now."
"How about if I focus for three seconds, how soon will I be done?" Ron asked smirking up at the girl.
"I don't know, why don't you find out?" Hermione asked putting away her school things.
"Would the two of you shut up?" Harry asked quietly.
"You're in a right mood." Commented Ron
"I just wish…I just wish that Sirius were here." Harry said returning his gaze to his book on Quidditch.
"Sorry mate," Ron said sympathetically, "You want to get active?"
"What do you mean?" Harry asked
"Let's go fly."
"It's freezing outside!" Hermione reminded them, "You'll catch your death!"
"Yes, mum." Ron said with a scowl.
"Actually." Harry said, "I would fancy flying for at least a little bit. We'll bundle up." He closed his book and began to put on his boots.
"Yeah!" Ron said excitedly following suit.
"Fine, I'm going downstairs." Hermione said leaving the boys room quickly.
She entered the kitchen a moment later. The room was warm and fragrant from Molly Weasley's cooking and Remus Lupin sat alone at a table.
"Hello." She said to him.
"Hello." He replied grimly staring out the kitchen window. He looked more tired than ever and the bags under his eyes seemed to get bigger as he was sitting there. Hermione looked over at Molly with an inquisitorial look but the woman just shrugged taking a pumpkin pie out of the oven. She laid it on the windowsill to cool and turned to Hermione and Lupin, sitting at the table.
"You two will watch my pie for me, right?" Molly asked cheerfully, "If those young boys get to it, it'll be gone in a flash."
"Sure Molly."
"Yes, Mrs. Weasley." Hermione looked over at Lupin again as Molly left the room, "You don't mind if I sit here with you, right?"
"No, it's fine." Remus said after a long pause. He turned to Hermione and gave a weary smile, "So, why are you down here rather than with Harry and Ron?" He asked directing his attention to her.
"They're going out to fly in this damned weather, I can't believe them." Hermione scowled leaning on the table in front of her.
"You don't like Quidditch?"
"I'm no good at it. I don't mind them playing or anything; I just think it's stupid to go outside in this kind of climate." Hermione replied haughtily.
"I'm glad I came for Christmas." Remus laughed.
"Harry misses Sirius a lot." Hermione said after a moment of silence.
"So do I." Remus said quietly. The silence regained control of the atmosphere for a moment and the two looked away from each other awkwardly. Remus took a deep breath, "That pie smells really good, doesn't it?" He said
Hermione sniffed the air, "Yeah it does." She looked over at Remus who had a devious smile on his face, "We couldn't." She said with a pale face.
"Yeah, you're right…" Remus said his smile faltering, it picked up again, "But you know, we could."
"Why?"
"Well, I don't know. You and I are a lot alike, Hermione, we've both spent a lot of time discouraging other people from doing wrong things, we're too cautious!" Remus said
"What are you proposing?" Hermione inquired skeptically
"Let's eat this pie and frame someone else." Remus said grinning.
Hermione stared at him wide-eyed then she smiled, "Ok, just this one time."
A half a pie and two glasses of milk later Hermione and Remus pushed the pie plate away.
"I'm stuffed!" Hermione complained
"Good thing Christmas isn't until tomorrow, I'm going to have trouble eating anything else today." Remus said.
"Now we have to blame someone, right?" Hermione verified.
"Right!" Remus agreed, "Let's blame Ron and Harry, they have it coming." Remus said
"Ok." Hermione agreed, "We have to be messy like them, leave your dirty fork in the pie pan!"
"Wow, we're getting wild!" Remus said sticking his fork directly into the pie, "We should leave some of their Quidditch books open by here too!" He added
"And change the seats to over there; Mrs. Weasley knows where we've been sitting." Hermione said grinning.
"Let's do it!" Remus said. The two of them arranged everything as planned and abandoned the scene.
"Breath mint?" Hermione offered to her counterpart.
"Why thank you, yes." Remus laughed.
"That was a good flight!" Harry said, careful not to track mud into the Weasley's house. He stretched and hung up his jacket and scarf, taking a long stretch afterward.
"Something smells good," Ron said after taking off his own wet jacket, "Mum must be baking, let's go see."
There they found the scene as Hermione and Remus had left it.
"Cool!" Ron exclaimed sitting down, "Mum must have known we were coming inside and she left pie!" He took a bite of the half remaining pumpkin pie and sighed in delight, "Have some, mate."
"Ok." Harry agreed sitting down. The two of them began to help themselves when Molly Weasley entered.
"Hello dears." She said then eyed them with fury, "YOU TWO ATE ALL THAT PIE! YOU'LL MAKE YOURSELVES SICK! RONALD WEASLEY I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU, oh I don't blame you, Harry dear, how could you have known? MAYBE YOU THINK ALL MY HARD WORK WENT IN JUST FOR YOU, YOUNG MAN, UPSTAIRS MARCH!"
Hermione and Remus heard the shouting and watched as Ron fumed storming up the stairs.
"We got him into trouble." Said Remus with a panicked look on his face. Hermione nodded.
"Yes, we did." She said
"It felt good."
"Yes."
TBC
How crappy was that?
