Everything was quiet.
Broomsticks laid alone. Bags askew. It was a mess but everything was quiet.
Then a door slammed open and bustling feet came in. Everybody looked quite calm until a boy walked in with bright red hair and freckles dancing on his face. His face turned cherry red as a boy followed behind him. His hair was messy and black and a familiar lightning bolt scar sat upon his head.
" Ron, listen. It's not that bad. Sure. You miss a few Quaffles but is it really that terrible?" said the black hair boy.
" Of course it's terrible!" screamed the red hair one. " I've tried and I've tried and I've tried and yet I have never succeed have I, Harry?"
Harry didn't know what to say.
He gave Ron a meaningful look then walked away.
Ron, With his face burning red, took a deep breath then turned to change into his school uniform. As he turned, he saw something sparkle in the corner. He walked over to see a small vial containing a juicy red liquid. He turned the vial to see the label: RED FIG JUICE.
"Hmm.." exclaimed Ron. He quickly put the vial into his robe pockets and headed for his house. When he got there, Harry rushed to him asking, " Where have you been ? I thought we were going to work on Potions together!"
" Um. I just.. I forgot where my school robes were." said Ron as quickly as possible.
" Really. You didn't know where your robes were even though you always put them in the locker?" Harry looked at Ron stupidly.
" I forgot where my locker was." Ron said with determination.
Harry looked at Ron confused. He then noticed where Ron was clutching the vial.
" What are you hiding in there?" Harry said with anger.
Ron grabbed the vial from his pocket and yelled, " It's a potion and I'm about to drink it !" He uncorked the bottle and slowly started bringing it to his lips.
" Ron! Don't! It's Red Fig! It's very dangerous!" yelled Harry.
" Please. Like anything could happen." Ron gurgled the potion down and set the empty vial down.
" Now let's work on Potions." said Ron with glee. Harry, with worry on his face, looked at Ron and said," I swear,Ron. You shouldn't have drank that!" Ron shrugged his shoulders and started to work.
About 5 minutes later, Harry was staring at the fire and Ron was still working. All of a sudden, Ron looked up and said " Harry ? I feel kinda funny."
" Oh Ron. I told you not to drink that!" said Harry. Ron stood up and started for his bag.
Harry looked back at the fire when he heard a thump.
There was Ron laying on the floor.