Author's Note: This is a little Ron/Hermione drabble that just came to me one night when my internet was down and I had nothing better to do. Please review! Lemme know if you liked it, if you hated it, if I did something wrong, etc. Constructive criticism is also welcome.
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I am not the great J.K. Rowling and therefore do not own the Harry Potter books or movies or any of its characters. I do, however, own the plot. YAY me!
"Honestly Ron! Is that all you ever think about?"
"No! I think about Quidditch sometimes too!"
Hermione let out a sigh of frustration while Harry hastily covered his laugh with a fake cough. "This is exactly what I mean! Are you aware that you have a potions exam in less than 24 hours? And I bet you haven't even started on your Charms essay. Ron, if you keep going at this rate you'll never pass your classes and end up repeating the entire year! Is that what you want?"
"No, what I want is some Shepard's pie, a chicken leg, a couple boiled potatoes, maybe some meatloaf…."
"RONALD BILLIUS WEASELY HAVE YOU EVEN BEEN LISTENING TO ME?!"
"If I say yes, can we go to dinner?"
Hermione threw her hands up in the air and let them fall to her side as she walked over to a nearby table. "I don't know what to do anymore. Nothing I say is getting through to you." She sighed as Ron, who had walked up behind her, wrapped his arms around her waist. "And I'm just so frustrated and angry, and I---AND NOW YOU'RE LAUGHING! YOU FIND THIS AMUSING, DON'T YOU RONALD?! YOU ENJOY SEEING ME ANGRY AND UPSET?!"
"I'm sorry 'mione. Really I am." He said between laughs. "It's just…"
"WHAT RON? WHAT IS IT?" she spat.
Ron shrugged his shoulders.
"You're really cute when you're mad." He stated simply, before giving Hermione a soft kiss on her cheek. She couldn't help but smile.
"C'mon lets go eat." He smiled, pulling her through the portrait hole.
"What am I going to do with you Ronald?" she sighed happily.
Le Fin.
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