HELLU! It has been a while since I've been on here. I've been really busy with school and such. I'm sure you know, I don't own anything. Well, I do own this fanfic, but not HarryPotter. Wish I did, thought... wELL, ENJOY, and tell me what you thought! Bye ! HPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHP
Anyways, I came up with this story as I sit here infront of my computer, trying to do MY history essay (but it's about the middleage, but ;)), and I really don't get it. SO, I figured, maybe I could write a story about it.
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"I give up!" Harry exclaimed as he threw his History of magic-homework away,
"I don't get anything!"
The Griffindor 6th years sat in the common room next to the fireplace, trying to do their homework in History of magic, wish was really hard.
Hermione looked up from her homework,
"I hate to admit it, but I don't get anything either.." she sighed and put her feather pen down.
Harry looked over at Ron, thought that he was going to scream something "This-bloody-homework-is-bloody-…", but he didn't. He sat in his corner, just under the window, and the moon was lighting up his face.
"… Ron?" Hermione asked carefully.
"mmh?" he mumbled, not looking up from his essay.
"It's OK if you don't get it, you don't have to work so hard on it. It is really hard…-"
"No."
Harry and Hermione looked at etch-other.
"What?" Harry asked,
"I said no, it's not hard."
"… seriously?" Harry said disbelieve full. Ron sighed and looked up from his essay.
"Seriously." He smiled and returned to his work,
"You're kidding me, right? You get an essay, that I don't get?" Hermione said, looking at him as it was some kind of joke. Ron just wrote an other sentence, and doped his feather in the ink bottle.
"Ron!"
"… what, 'Mione?" he mumbled from his corner.
"You understand the homework?" Hermione said, shocked.
"Yes."
"Seriously?"
"Seriously."
"Really seriously?"
"Really seriously."
"Really, super seriu-"
"I understand the bloody homework, is that so weird?!" Ron said load and angry,
"… Yes?" Dean said, looking at Ron as he was a prisoner from Azcaban. Harry chuckled a little, the situation was so funny. Ron actually understood a homework?
"…" Ron sighed, and looked up from his essay again, obviously disturbed.
"Can we talk about this later? I'm almost done."
This just made his friends even more shocked.
"Ron, you mean you are done with your homework?" Seamus said shocked.
"Yes."
"But… It has only gone an half an hour!" Harry exclaimed, and threw his hands up in the air, "You usually aren't done until.. 4 hours!"
"Ron, didn't you hear me?"
"… Ron?"
"… DONE!" Ron looked up from his finished work, and gave his friends a smile.
"…" Dean opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out, as same for Harry and Seamus.
"… Seriously?" Hermione said, looking at him with big eyes.
"Seriously." Ron said, and took his stuff, stood up and walked up to the boys dormitory, leaving Dean, Seamus and Harry speechless, a very angry Lavender who still hadn't given up on her homework (but she soon did), and a unconscious Hermione in the common room.
HPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHP that's it for me! /I.suck.at.summarys - sooo true
