One Crazy Sunday
A/N: You know the disclaimer drill. This is just something that popped into my head as I was working on "Friends Forever", so I wrote it down. Hope you like! Enjoy!
Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived-And-Fought-You-Know-Who-Several-Times-After-That, was confused.
But that was understandable. He was Harry Potter, after all. He wasn't much good at… well, anything, really, except for Quidditch and being a giant bonehead. Little did he know Hermione became his friend initially because she took pity on the poor boy who couldn't figure much out on his own.
We digress.
This particular morning, Harry Potter was downright confused. In his four years at Hogwarts, he'd never seen anything like this! It was a Sunday morning and his best friend Ron had rudely awakened him at seven in the morning- Ron! On a Sunday! Grudgingly he had taken a shower like Ron had shrilly demanded, and put on his dress robes. He walked downstairs to the common room, where every Gryffindor was already awake, dressed in their best robes, and poured out of the tower in single file. Bewildered, Harry found Ron and Hermione in line and walked out with them.
"What's going on?" Harry whispered. Hermione gave him an exasperated look.
"Honestly, Harry, are you never going to read Hogwarts, A History?" she said condescendingly.
Ron gave him an odd look as well. "You mean you really don't know?" he asked, as the line of students filed into a huge stone building Harry had seen on the grounds but never explored. Harry shook his head, and Ron smiled reverently. "We're worshipping Merlin today, Harry," he said softly, wrapped in the wizarding equivalent of religious rapture.
Harry couldn't help it- he burst out laughing, and a few scared-looking Muggleborns (besides Hermione, of course, because she knew this would happen) tittered nervously. Hermione shushed him as all of Hogwarts (the other Houses hadn't had to wait on a lazy Boy-Who-Needs-His-Sleep, as Malfoy hissed) stared at him angrily.
"You mean you guys actually worship Merlin?" he asked- Harry was a really thick boy, after all; Snape would have said he REALLY took after his proud jerk of a father.
"Of course we do, mate!" Ron responded. "You hear us all the time saying, thank Merlin, Merlin's beard, what in Merlin's name… the Muggles say God and worship Him, and we say Merlin and worship Merlin!"
"Oh, Merlin, Hogwarts has gone crazy," Harry said dramatically, putting his head in his hands.
"No, mate, we're making sure we go to King Arthur's big castle in the sky so we meet Merlin after we die," Ron said in a soothing voice.
Harry rolled his eyes. Hogwarts was definitely going crazy!