In response to fellow writer Jen M. Snyder's contest!
Its extremely short and silly but what the hell!
Late Night Mistakes!
Hermione awoke in the familiar and dark confines of the Gryffindor common room. Groggily she accessed her surroundings. Once again she seemed to have fallen victim to the late night and her current reading project, as the book still lay open across her stomach. She had made a habit of this in the past year. Just her alone to read at night it was very relaxing; especially with out the prattle of her roommates, or Ron's chin hovering over her shoulder, to distract her.
Of course at the moment the real distraction was the mystery of what had happened to the blanket, she had had with her at the start of the evening read.
She curiously she rolled over the edge of the couch to find her missing blanket and what's more an oddly shaped lump underneath it.
Quizzically she looked the blanket up and down. Hermione smiled fondly when she noticed a tuft of reddish orange hair, protruding from the top of the wrinkled throw.
'Crookshanks,' she thought happily; as she leaned down to scratch her cat.
"Why are you petting me?" bellowed a tired and low voice.
"Crookshanks?!" Hermione questioned suddenly pulling her hand away and stared in astonishment. Just then a hand quickly came out from under the blanket, and whipped down, to reveal a rather familiar head and neck.
"Hermione go to bed!" Ron snapped irritably.
"Oh Ron thank goodness! I thought I was loosing my mind!" Hermione sighed with relief.
"Yes, well you didn't wake up to someone scratching behind your ears!"
"I'm sorry!" Hermione put a hand over her mouth in discreet attempt to hide her blush, "hang on, what are you doing down here?"
Ron's turn to blush…
It's tiny, it's silly, it's cute, and just ridiculous, and It's all mine!
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