Chapter 1: Ron's Homework

Harry woke up for the 100th time to Ron and Hermione fighting. 'These guys just can't keep it down, can they? The whole of Gryffindor house must have woken up by now!' he thought to himself. Harry put on his glasses and went down to see what was happening.

"Ronald! I can't be doing everything for you! It's just the second day! Honestly! And you think you're going to be Head Boy?"

"Well why not Hermione? I'm perfectly capable of being Head Boy. I play Quidditch, I fought in the battle and I'm good at studies!"

"Well so is Harry! He isn't gloating! And I am the one doing your homework!"

"You help me with my homework, you don't do it. And why do you keep on comparing me to Harry?"

Ron gave Harry a death glare.

"Hey! Ron don't bring me into this. What are you two fighting about now?" enquired and exasperated Harry.

"Ronald is asking me again to-"

"STOP CALLING ME RONALD!"

"I'm your girlfriend Ronald, I can call you whatever I want!"

"No you ca-"

"Stop it you two! Fight outside if you have to! We're all trying to sleep here" Ginny came down fuming.

Ron just flipped her off while Hermione blushed and hid her face in her book.

"I don't know what's happened to Hermione, mate. She's become so moody. She usually never complained when I asked her to help with my homework. Plus, I have Quidditch practice!"

"I don't know… But Ron, you really need to stop depending on her. You're eighteen now! An adult for Merlin's sake! Anyways, leave it for now. Oh and I wanted to ask you, if you're really serious about being Head Boy."

"I know, I know she's right. But I'm not going to admit it!" Harry rolled his eyes at his childish behavior. "And yeah. I really want to be Head Boy. Apart from all the responsibilities, it would be fun! Your own room, a special bathroom, oh and the first and second years are so scared of you that they'd wash your feet if you asked them to!"

Harry burst out laughing at that remark. Soon, Ron joined him too. It was good seeing Ron like this. Laughing and care-free, for a change.

Their laughter was cut short by Hermione, who screamed from below, "Harry! Ron! Come on! We're going to be late! And you know how I hate being late. Especially for our first Transfiguration class! We're going to learn about how we can transform into an animagus! Aren't you excited?

"Wait a minute… I can't find my textbook." Harry yelled back.

"Oh god… Most of the people have already left!"

"Bloody hell Hermione! We're not delaying on purpose." Replied and aggravated Ron.

"I never said that you were-"

"Ah! I found it! Let's go." Harry was relieved that he had found it quickly, he didn't want Ron and Hermione to get into yet another fight.

"Really Harry, you're blind even with your glasses on!" Ron laughed at him.

On the way, while Hermione and Ron ignored each other and waited for the other to apologize first, Harry thought about what Hermione had said earlier, that even he could be Head Boy. He'd be lying if he said he didn't want to be one, but he didn't want this to come in between Ron's and his friendship. He did play Quidditch well, he was fairly good in his studies and as Ron and Hermione said, many people looked up to him… Did he have a chance?

Author's note- This is my first fanfiction! Please review and tell me how it is. Constructive criticism is always appreciated. If there's any typo or grammar mistake, please do tell me. Oh and I am looking for a beta for my story.

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