Well, this is my first oneshot..ish...thing. Well once I have it finished it will be a oneshot. I'll group them all together. But for now I'm just impatient for it to be up sorry. I'll probablly write more for it soon. But not till you review. So do it.
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Ron and Hermione stood awkwardly in the middle of the Room of Requirements; both of them silently wondering what the heck the were going to do now that Harry had rushed off without them. Well, they both understood that they couldn't come, but still could he at least make a plan first? For once?
"So…" Hermione said. "What do you think we should do now?" Ron, in a Ron like manner simply shrugged. "Honestly Ronald," Hermione chided, "Do I always have to come up with the plan? Can't you muster up some input for once?"
Ron went on the defensive as most males do. "Well, you never seem to give me the chance to have a say in the matter now do you?" Ron accused.
"Oh," Hermione hissed, "Don't even go there. I just offered you the chance to plan something. So whats this great, apparently real plan of yours, I'd like to hear it." She glared at him smugly.
"Well, who says I don't have one" Ron replied indignantly. They were just about to get into one of their famous flirt fights when disaster struck in the form of Lavender Brown. Who was elbowing her way through the crowd towards them with the determination of an eagle zeroing in on its prey, who by the look on his face, happened to be Ron. Ron upon noticing this did what any brave man would do in this situation. Duck behind the nearest object, a.k.a. Hermione Granger. Hermione rolled her eyes at his antics, but was also dreading the point when Lavender landed. What if she persuades Ron to date her again? She thought nervously, what if the start kissing right there?
While Hermione was sending herself done the quickest road to a heart attack, Ron was attempting to come up with an escape route, he almost wanted to see Lavender less than Hermione, well I said almost. Ugh, he thought, I can't stand Lavender. All she wants to do is snog, and she is so petty and jealous, not like Hermione…No! Ron back to earth, and to be honest I only went out with her to make Hermione jealous, which worked, with a couple of downsides" he thought of McLaggen, and how miserable he had unintentionally made Hermione, he had even made her cry, he almost shuddered at the thought. Now, though, was not the time to think of how bad he screwed up with Hermione, now was the time to get out of this mess had got himself into. Where to go, where to go, he thought frantically searching for any plausible excuse, must get away from Lavender, I'd rather be anywhere but here. Why, Harry have you forsaken me and left me with she devil? Why? I'd rather be in a room with Moaning Myrtle for a week than this torture! Wait second, Ron thought for it was all beginning to fall into place for him, Moaning Myrtle….bathroom…Chamber of Secrets! ,Ron thought excitedly, Didn't Hermione say something about Basilisk venom killing horcruxes? And we still have the Hufflepuff cup! This is perfect! And Hermione said I didn't have one. I'll show her. Ron finished concocting his plan triumphantly, yet ever so smugly.
He did so in the nick of time. As he finished his oh-so brilliant plan, Lavender made impact. Batting her eyebrows furiously with so much vigor to it that it was believable that she did two hundred eye bats before each meal to keep the fit.
"Hi R-" she started out in her most flirtatious manner before being cut off by none other than her prey. It's rather like just as the eagle was about to sweep the mouse of to the nest filled with the chicks of lust, jealousy, and overall pettiness, the mouse pulls out a flamethrower of cleverness (which it doesn't seem to posses that much, usually it's the pistol of total ignorance) and burns it's feathers away. And saves the girl mouse it's in love with (who is the proud owner of that flamethrower of cleverness). That's kind a what the scenario that was happening here was like. Except without the cool metaphors.
"Sorry, Lavender, Me and Hermione," He put special emphasis on Hermione hoping she'd take the hint. "Have important business to do, like saving the world stuff." After that he quickly rushed out of the Room of Requirement and into the hallway, pulling a rather grateful Hermione along with him.
After recovering slightly Hermione managed to spit out a flirtsult " Oh, very mature Ron, run away." Though secretly she was very relieved, so relieved she wasn't going to tell him off for his awful grammar back there. "So, besides running away from your ex, what is your plan?" Waiting happily for his jumbled up response. He was just so cute on the defensive. She was however disappointed, yet slightly relieved, when he drew himself up so pridefully that it could only mean that he had come up with a plan while he was hiding behind her. Disappointed because she loved their little spats, and relieved because almost as much as she loved her spats with Ron, she loved having a plan.
"The Chamber of Secrets." he stated with a self-satisfied smile placed crookedly upon his face. He watched with glee as befuddlement crossed her face, and she started mumbling. Then a split second latter, a smile of comprehension lit up across her face and she looked at him rather like a mother whose proud of her son who finally learned something(Except Mothers don't have ginormas crushes on their sons but that's not that point). She looked up at him with his exact same smile, without the self-satisfied bit of course, mirrored on her dace and said, "That is very impressive Ron." Pride leaked through her every word, and Ron felt happiness well up inside him as he stared down at Hermione. Ron figured the only thing that could make Hermione any happier was if he said that he had finally read Hogwarts: A History.
Ron started running. Over his shoulder he shouted " Last one to Moaning Myrtles Bathroom is Moaning Myrtle!" Hermione gave a blissful laugh and set off after him knowing she would lose, but enjoying it anyway. Till, they got there, Ron and Hermione were just students after hours and there wasn't a war in the world.
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