A/N this is set about ten years after Hogwarts and our favorite trio got on with their lives. Ron works for well never mind, you'll see. Mwahahahahaha **cough** ahem, anyway just read and find out while I take another cough drop (poor ickle Emerald is sick), enjoy or I'll send the pink dragons I'm seeing after you.
Disclaimer- Like I really thought up these people, really I'm TWELVE. Although just for you law obeying types here it is…
NOT MINE, J.K. ROWLING'S
Thank you **Emerald bows, and proceeds to sneeze on the lawyers**
Twas a dark and stormy night, actually it was surprisingly
enough, and Ron Weasley's mood matched the weather. Just two hours ago his
wonderful girlfriend whom was the second person that he had ever had any real
feelings for dumped him for some guy named Butch. Butch, Ron thought bitterly,
what kind of name is that? His real one is probably Norman and he changed it so
the ladies would like him better. Ron had spent the last two hours thinking
thoughts like that wandering around Godric's Hallow aimlessly. Ron knew that he
should go home; Harry might worry about him seeing as it was three in the
morning. Without really thinking Ron stuck out his wand arm and waited for the
Knight Bus. Ron played with a sting dangling from the sleeve of his robe
thinking up torture methods for Laura, his girl- erm, ex girlfriend. Ron's
thoughts of undiluted bobotuber pus were interrupted by a loud BANG! The huge
purple mass of the Knight Bus stood before him. A tired looking man in a purple
uniform stepped out of bus and said tiredly, "Welcome to the Knight Bus
emergency transport for witches and wizards. I'm Bill Grasburg; please enjoy
your stay here in the Knight Bus. Where too?" He cocked his head to the side
and looked at Ron as though he had just woken him up, or disturbed his
concentration. "L-london please, and how much will that be?" Ron stammered, his
voice slightly thick from the crying he had been holding back all evening.
"Eleven Sickles" Bill said, "Fifteen if you want a toothbrush and tea or hot chocolate."
Ron nodded and fished around in his pocket for the money. He handed the fifteen
sickles to Bill figuring that he'd need the tea and stepped on to the Knight
Bus. Bill pointed Ron's bed out to him and disappeared off to somewhere,
probably to go and drive. Ron braced himself and sure enough there was another
BANG and Ron was forced down flat on his bed. For the first time in awhile he
gave a half smile, the Knight Bus was always fun. Laying so his feet hung over
the bed Ron gave a small sigh and went back to thinking about Laura being
forced to kiss some one incredibly disgusting, like, like Malfoy! Then he
remembered that Malfoy was in Bermuda for the Ministry, Harry and Ron had
celebrated all night when they found out that he was leaving England for a very
long time. Harry Ron thought, what a lucky guy. He has his own Broom company
and a Ginny for a girlfriend **author looks on smugly at the H/G shippers
cheering madly**. Harry even had a great flat in London and an even better
roommate, Ron. Ron gave another half-hearted smile at this. What about him? Ron
worked for the ministry in the department of mysteries as one of the top
agents. He lived with Harry, and had a nice social circle. Ron had a fairly
good life, he had friends, his family was doing great, and he even had a nice
little hoard in his vault at Gingrotts. There was just about one thing missing
in Ron's life right now and that had been there until two hours ago. Laura,
that cheating scum. Ron sighed again and went back to imagining Laura being
beaten to death by rabid house elves that looked a bit like Dobby. Then without
warning there was another terrific BANG and Ron was jolted back further into
this bed. He sat up to see who else was haunting the streets at this hour and
saw a female figure rush onto the bus. She listen patiently to Bill's little
spiel, and went to the bed next to Ron's. Ready this time Ron braced himself
once again and after the humongous jolt this time Ron sat up and said to the
woman, "Hullo and why are you out on a horrible night such at this?" The woman
turned to him and said in a familiar voice, "I'm surprising a friend in
London." Ron gaped, "Hermione?" she was supposed to be in France for the
ministry, why was she here? "Ron is that you?" was the dazed and frazzled
answer of Hermione. Ron nodded still confused and quite speechless.
I wont keep you too long but I must say one thing, and that is; FLUFF IS AWESOME!!! Oh and one more thing R/H rules, so does D/G or H/G any way that's all now please review in that lovely little box down below!