Ron and the Ring
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter or Lord of the Rings characters blablabla… meh. On with the story!
Chapter 1: A mysterious ring…?
It was a rather boring and dull day at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were proceeding to their potions class, quickly, but sullenly, as the notorious Professor Snape was the teacher of potions and everybody hated him except for the Slytherins, since he was the head of the Slytherin house. Snape was a greasy haired fugly man, who especially hated Harry and his friends. This is why the three Gryffindors were hurrying to get to potions, so that they wouldn't be late and get points deducted from Gryffindor.
In the past little while, Hermione had been developing a little 'thing' for Harry - unbeknownst to him, while Ron had liked Hermione unbeknownst to her. It was kind of confusing for the trio, as they didn't know. But it soon became apparent between each of their actions.
Harry turned around to notice Hermione staring at his buttocks.
'Umm, Hermione, what the hell do you think you're doing?' He demanded, a little uncomfortable but then a little flattered that somebody would be looking at his butt.
' Hmm?' Stated Hermione, then realized what she was doing and embarrassedly buried her head in her book. Harry shook his head, but strode along the corridor like he was head boy or something.
'A little ego problem there Harry?' pointed out Ron.
'Umm, no, why would you say that?' Asked Harry in a guilty manner.
'Oh, nevermind, you stupid-ass blockhead' Ron said, rolling his eyes and diverting his attention to much more important things, rather that of Hermione. All of the sudden, a big vortex appeared directly infront of the trio. It was massive, the colors and the intensity of it all blinding the friends. All of the sudden, a small gold object appeared and shot out from the swirling colorful mist. The vortex closed, leaving not a trace of where the gold object came from.
Ron was laying on the floor, quite a bit stunned. The gold object had come shooting out of the thing, and came in full contact with his forehead. 'Owwww…' he moaned derisively. He had a distinctive red circle on his forehead.
'Heyyy, now you have a scar too! Awesome!' Exclaimed Harry.
'Oh, shutup,' groaned Ron, 'I don't wanna look like you, you dumb scarface.'
Harry, taking no hint at all, helped his friend up. He noticed again that Hermione was staring at his butt.
'Hermione, will you please STOP? I know my butt may look good, if I say so myself…' Harry then paused to look at himself in a mirror. 'Anyhow, it's really really creepy.'
Again, Hermione proceeded to bury her face in her book. This was to Ron's advantage, of course, because he could stare at Hermione unlimitedly while her head was not looking at him. Looking around, the three got up and began to discuss the whereabouts of the strange metal ring. Harry proceeded to take it from Ron, but Ron snatched it away.
'It's mine… my own, my precious…' He hissed protectively, then shrunk against the corridor wall and began to stroke the ring.
'Umm, Ron, are you ok?' Asked Hermione. That sure as heck brought Ron's attention back and made him snap out of it. Glancing around, he regained his composure and brushed himself off.
'Ahem!' Ron cleared his throat, and, noticing the time, related the information to his friends and they all rushed off to potions class.
That's the end of Chappie 1 - R&R please and thanks, and I will gladly take any suggestions
~Illoswain~