Ah, my miniature come-back... sort of. Enjoy my series of AU and somewhat unoradox one-shots!

Something Else

The two wouldn't ease up. Harry had defeated Voldemort at the end of their sixth year and still he and Malfoy would bicker and bitch until their petty squabbles would turn into fist fights. They'd already spent the majority of their seventh year in detention, most of the time earning detention because they were caught fighting in detention.

The teachers were close to giving up because no matter how they tried to solve the Potter/Malfoy issue, Ron's best mate and the Slytherin would still find a way to fight. Now the teachers just set the two boys up with a task in one of the classrooms, spelled everything unbreakable, then left, and locked the door behind them.

They'd come back later and send the two rivals back to their common rooms if they were still standing. Madam Pomfrey had forbid them anywhere near the hospital wing unless they were dying and luckily the two hadn't killed each other yet. Cursed each other with some nasty hexes yes, but killed each other, no.

Ron suspected they knew that if they did finally succeed in killing each other, they would then actually have to acknowledge the real reason behind their squabbles.

Ron sighed, if he didn't get them to stop fighting and finally shag each other senseless today, then the girls would win the bet (they bet that the Harry and Malfoy wouldn't admit it until graduation and that was only a week away, and then Ron would have really been screwed!) and there was no way in hell, that Ronald Weasley was ever going to let that happen!

He was desperate, 'Mione and Pansy would have never let him hear the end of it! So naturally, Ron changed the bet a little. Who ever said that Ron wasn't Gred and Feorge's little brother was way wrong!

"Will you two just shag already, this is ridiculous." Ron grumbled, arms crossed over his chest as he looked over at his best friend and "rival".

The flying insults stopped abruptly as Harry turned to look at Ron, mouth agape. Malfoy's eyes were narrowed at him suspiciously, as if Ron had just revealed that Ron and his 'Snapey- Poo" have fallen in love and are expecting twins.

Ron rolled his eyes, "Contrary to popular belief, I do have functional brains."

Malfoy sputtered, "Yeah but…"

Harry shot a look at the blonde Slytherin, "…We weren't exactly obvious."

Ron just snorted, "Maybe not, but there's only one reason to keep up the rivalry after Voldemort's death and it's to cover up something else."

Ron continued thoroughly ignoring the fact that the two rivals were strongly protesting.

"I think 'Mione and Pansy actually have a betting pool going."

And with that Ron walked away, leaving two awestruck Seekers behind him. Yeah, Ron had his moments, and now he was going to go collect his winnings.

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