A/N: Hey guys. ^_^ The idea for this story came to me from a joke that Harry tells Hermione in the story. (: I did my research and it worked out perfectly because Forrest Gump came out in 1994, the trio being in fourth year, so this story takes place in their fifth year in Ron's POV. Oh… and I've never actually seen Forrest Gump but my friends love it and my mom is like in love.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Forrest Gump!
"Ron! Honestly, how don't you know about Forrest Gump?" Hermione yelled at me. Don't get me wrong, she's bloody brilliant, but I really wish she would shut her big trap. It's the week after summer break; fifth year, aw yeah! Well, Hermione hasn't been able to shut up about some stupid muggle film her parents watched. It was apparently called Forrest Gump—and it didn't even involve the forbidden forest! What kind of film was that?
"Honestly, Hermione, look at my family! You seriously think we would watch some stupid film like this?" I ask, putting down my chicken. This argument better be good, if I have to put down my baby.
"Ronald! Forrest Gump is not stupid! It is a romantic-"
"Bloody hell, Hermione, I don't care! Now what I do care about is seeing Malferret get punched by you again!"
"Okay, as much as I hate him, he hasn't done anything bad yet. Now, back to Forrest Gump!"
"Hermione! What is Forrest Gump's password?" Harry comes up to us, smiling. "One Forrest one!" I groan in disgust until I turn my attention back to my chicken. Mmmmmmm.
"See, Ron?" Hermione says through her giggles. "Even Harry has seen it!"
I give Harry a weird look. How has he possibly seen it? "Don't give me that look. My aunt Petunia watched it."
"It just came out last year!" Hermione squeals.
"Bloody hell, save me?" I mumble to Neville, who's right beside me laughing at our conversation.
"This is quite amusing." He smirks.
"I hate you guys."
A/N: okay, so this story is rather short, I know. It's also not really the best. I'm extremely tired, okay? R&R anyway if you please xx -Krysti