Wow. I can't seem to write anything real lately. And thus I give you- FLUFF
FLUFF FLUFF.
Disclaimer: I own none of the people or places in Potterverse., I merely write about for my own enjoyment.
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Ron was all alone in the dormitory. He flopped onto the red and gold bed and pulled something out from under his pillow. It was a photograph, taken last summer. In it, Ron had his arm around a pretty girl with fluffy brown hair and smiling eyes. Real-life Ron brought the paper up to his nose and softly kissed the girl in the picture; the Ron in the picture scowled at him.
One of the chasers in the Chudly Cannons poster which adorned the wall stopped soaring for a moment and beamed at him. 'Ah, young love.' she thought to herself, 'Isn't that adorable.' The quaffle hit her in the head, bringing her back to the reality of her never ending Quidditch game, and she flew back out of the frame.
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At breakfast the next day, Hermione was cramming for an Arithmancy exam she was going to have on Monday. When Ron walked in wearing his Quidditch scrubs and talking animatedly with Harry, she absentmindedly dropped the book into her eggs benedict.
"Oh my god, I'm so clumsy!" she said, grabbing a wad of napkins.
"Yea, but you're OUR butterfingers." Harry sat down next to Hermione and started to eat the squished egg concoction. Ron tried to help Hermione with the book, but turned out to be a bit of a blunderbuss himself. (AN: I love the the word blunderbuss. It's such a grandma-ish word.) As the pair were awkwardly trying to clean off the book their eyes met for a moment. Ron's elbow knocked a fork of the table. They both reached for it and conked their heads together by accident.
Something twinkled in Harry's eyes as he saw his two best friends blunder around. He thought it was the sweetest thing he'd ever seen.
_________________________________________________________________________ Now you've read it, please review my little story! Thankya much.
Disclaimer: I own none of the people or places in Potterverse., I merely write about for my own enjoyment.
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Ron was all alone in the dormitory. He flopped onto the red and gold bed and pulled something out from under his pillow. It was a photograph, taken last summer. In it, Ron had his arm around a pretty girl with fluffy brown hair and smiling eyes. Real-life Ron brought the paper up to his nose and softly kissed the girl in the picture; the Ron in the picture scowled at him.
One of the chasers in the Chudly Cannons poster which adorned the wall stopped soaring for a moment and beamed at him. 'Ah, young love.' she thought to herself, 'Isn't that adorable.' The quaffle hit her in the head, bringing her back to the reality of her never ending Quidditch game, and she flew back out of the frame.
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At breakfast the next day, Hermione was cramming for an Arithmancy exam she was going to have on Monday. When Ron walked in wearing his Quidditch scrubs and talking animatedly with Harry, she absentmindedly dropped the book into her eggs benedict.
"Oh my god, I'm so clumsy!" she said, grabbing a wad of napkins.
"Yea, but you're OUR butterfingers." Harry sat down next to Hermione and started to eat the squished egg concoction. Ron tried to help Hermione with the book, but turned out to be a bit of a blunderbuss himself. (AN: I love the the word blunderbuss. It's such a grandma-ish word.) As the pair were awkwardly trying to clean off the book their eyes met for a moment. Ron's elbow knocked a fork of the table. They both reached for it and conked their heads together by accident.
Something twinkled in Harry's eyes as he saw his two best friends blunder around. He thought it was the sweetest thing he'd ever seen.
_________________________________________________________________________ Now you've read it, please review my little story! Thankya much.