D/C: I don't own Harry Potter.
Alright, I just wrote this because I felt like uploading a small one-shot...it's just a spur-of-the-moment kind of thing. Kinda cute, though...I hope. Well, anyway, I'll let you read it. Won't take a more than a minute, I think.
Phone Calls
'HELLO? HELLO? MAY I SPEAK TO HERMIONE?'
'Oh, for God's sake, Ron! Stop screaming!'
'Oh...hey, Hermione.'
'Hello.'
'Sorry I screamed...it's just too weird...telephones, that is. I can't believe you can talk through them.'
'Yes, I gathered.'
'Can you actually hear me?'
'Yes, Ron, I can hear you.'
'Okay...how are you?'
'I'm fine.'
'Are you studying?'
'This may surprise you, Ron, but I do not study all the time.'
'Oh.'
'How are you?'
'Me? I'm good.'
'Good.'
Silence.
Silence.
'You know, it's much better when we're face to face.'
'Yeah, I agree.'
'I'll see you in Diagon Alley?'
'Yes, I'll be there.'
'Bye.'
'Bye.'
'Love you.'
Silence.
'Hermy?'
'Love you, too.'
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A/N: Sooo? What do you think? If it's just too stupid to be put on this site tell me and I'll delete it; I wasn't so sure about it myself, anyway.
-S. N. B.
