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Authors Note: This story is meant to be a tad funny but I've never written a humour fic before and I don't know if I'm funny or not so if it's not funny, please don't flame me because this is just an attempt so if it doesn't turn out funny, then I won't write humour fics anymore, that's all. I just wanted to try it. Oh and the first chapter's not gonna be as funny as the rest, if it's funny at all!

Thanks to my B.O.B for BETAing my fic for me! You should definitely read her fic, Never Alone, it's awesome! Her author name is ChimaeraGurl.

Isn't it Obvious?

Chapter 1

Tap, tap, tap. Tap, tap, tap.

"Ugh, go away," mumbled Ron, who was still half asleep as it was only 8:00am on Saturday, August 8th.

"Ron, it's Pig at the window," said Harry, sleepily. He had gotten permission from Dumbledore to stay with the Weasley's.

"Ruddy owl," said Ron as he crawled out of bed.

"What's he got?" asked Harry as he sat up and put on his glasses.

"It's a letter from Hermione."

"What did she say?" asked Harry, "Mind if I take a look?"

"No, go ahead," said Ron as Harry looked over his shoulder at the letter.

Dear Ron,

How are you? I've just arrived home from my trip to Australia. It was very enjoyable! Is Harry at your house? If he is tell him I said hi and I hope he's doing good. Well, I have to go but make sure you write back to me.

Love,

Hermione

"Well, now you can rest in peace Ron! She never went to Bulgaria!" Said Harry, grinning. Ron gave him a punch on the arm. "What was that for? Isn't it a good thing?!"

"Well-" began Ron.

"Of course it is!" said Fred who had just came into the room accompanied by George.

"Yeah, no more competition for you!" said George, "Unless you're still going to act like a dunderhead and just ignore it."

"I don't know what you're talking about!" said Ron angrily, "What are you two doing up so early anyway?"

"That's for us to know and you to find out!" said Fred.

"Did you see what he just did Fred," asked George.

"What could it be?" asked Fred with a sarcastic tone.

"He changed the subject!" they said in unison.

"Go away," said Ron.

"It's obvious, isn't it Harry?" said George.

"Very," replied Harry.

"What exactly is so obvious?" said Ron. Harry, George and Fred all sighed.

"That you like Hermione, of course!" said George, sounding exasperated.

"What?!" said Ron, turning red.

"Ron, stop it. You know it's true," said Harry, finally speaking up, "I found that arm of that miniature Krum you had. That really said something there Ron!"

"But-that-I," stammered Ron.

"Aw, poor Ronniekins is all speechless!," said Fred. Ron just glared at him.

"Well, we're off," said George, "Good luck!" They left the room.

"I'd better write back to her," said Ron.

"What are you going to say?" asked Harry.

"I don't know, mum said I should ask her to come stay when she got back from her trip but I dunno..."

"Why not?" asked Harry, "Come on Ron, I know you like her so stop pretending you don't."

"Oh, alright, I'll ask her to stay," replied Ron, turning the reddest Harry had ever seen him turn before as he turned to start the letter. After he finished it, he re-read it to himself.

Hi Hermione,

I'm good. And you? I'm glad you liked your trip. Harry's here with me, he's doing fine and I told him you said hi. Would you like to come and stay here for the rest of the summer. It's okay with my parents. Well, write back as soon as possible.

Ron

"There, that should do it," said Ron, taking hold of Pig to tie the letter to his leg, "How about some breakfast, Harry?"

"Yeah, sure," he replied.

The day passed without anything really significant happening. Ron beat Harry a few times at chess, they played Quidditch in the yard, and helped Fred any George degnome the garden. It was now suppertime and they were all seated at the table in the backyard since it was such a nice evening. About midway through supper, Pig was back with a reply from Hermione. Ron read through the letter.

Dear Ron,

Yes, I'll come stay but I'm working on something on my laptop (a computer) for a friend of my parents. Can you use muggle things in your house? Because if you do I need to take the laptop with me to finish it. Listen, do you think you could get Harry to show you how to use a telephone because it would be much easier right now. My telephone number is on the back of the letter.

Love,

Hermione

"That was fast," said Harry.

"Yeah, she said she can come over but she wants to know if you can show me how to use a fellytone or whatever. Oh, and she wanted to know if we're able to use muggle things here, which we can."

"I'll show you but I guess we're going to have to find a payphone," said Harry, "We can go after supper if you want."

"Yeah, ok," said Ron, "There's a muggle post office not far from here that has one."

After they finished supper and helped clean up, they headed to the post office. It was about a 10 minute walk from the Burrow. Harry explained to Ron that when he called he just had to talk in a normal voice just as if he was talking to her face to face. He told her that someone will say hello and he would just have to ask if Hermione was there. Harry had some muggle money and had brought enough for the phone. He put the money in the phone, dialled Hermione's phone number, and handed the receiver to Ron. It rang and someone on the other end must have answered because Ron said "Is Hermione there?" A minute later Ron started speaking again.

"Hi Hermione. It's me, Ron. Yeah, you can use muggle things at my house. 1:00pm tomorrow? Ok, I'll see you then. Ok, bye." He hung up the phone. (He hung it upside down so Harry had to fix it.)

"She'll be here 1:00pm tomorrow," said Ron as they turned to head back to the Burrow.

End Chapter 1

A/N: Hope you liked it, this chapter wasn't really supposed to be funny but the next chapters will. =D