Written for the Houses Competition, Year 3 Round 9, and for Monthly Challenges For All (Seriously Important (Not))
House: Hufflepuff
Position: Prefect
Category: Drabble
Prompt: [Object] Plastic Wrap
Representation: Ron messing with Muggle items, plastic wrap, making a mess
Bonus Challenge(s): N/A
Word Count: 431
Betas: Kim, Aya
Hermione jumped as she heard a loud crash coming from the kitchen, followed by a series of curse words from Ron. Crookshanks came bursting from the kitchen and zoomed past her, hissing in fear, obviously startled by the noise. She watched the cat run all the way to the bedroom, hiding under the bed. She laughed to herself, heading towards the kitchen to see what kind of mess Ron had made.
"Goddamn Muggle contraptions, how are you even supposed to use this deathtrap?" she heard Ron mutter to himself. Whatever has behind that door into the kitchen couldn't be good. Another crash rang through the house just before Hermione opened the door.
She stared at the scene before her eyes, trying her hardest not to laugh. Ron was hopping on one leg, tangled head-to-toe in plastic wrap, desperately trying to peal it off while knocking over everything in his path. Chairs laid on the floor, toppled over, along with cookie sheets, the mail, the cup full of silverware, and somehow the toaster.
Ron, even after two years of living together, is still getting used to all the Muggle appliances that Hermione insisted that they buy. He complains about them on a daily basis and always needs Hermione to show him how they work, every single time (yet she thinks its just part of his ploy for her to get rid of everything). But, she has to admit, seeing him tangled in plastic food wrap, destroying the kitchen, is the best thing she's seen all day, even afterwards she'll be hounded by his whining and complaining.
"Ron! What happened?" Hermione shouted, trying not to smile.
"This Muggle stuff is trying to kill me! Get it off!" he cried, tripping over one of the chairs on the floor and faceplanting on the ground. Hermione ran over to him, starting to untangle him from the wrath of the plastic wrap.
"I told you all this stuff is no good! I just try to grab something from atop the counter, and it attacked me!" Ron whined.
"Ronald, this is plastic wrap, its not magical at all! It can't just randomly attack you, you idiot!" Hermione snapped, but had a huge smile on her face.
"I'm not an idiot! It really did!" Ron exclaimed. Hermione got the rest of the wrap off of him before throwing it all in the trash and cleaning up the mess with a flick of her wand. She helped him off the floor, sighing.
"Oh, believe me, you are, but I'd be lying if I said you weren't the cutest idiot."