A/N: What is in a name? This is just a short little fic to satisfy my loyal, if somewhat small, band of reviewers while I work on the next part of Dragon Wings, Hogwarts Heart. I've hit a bit of a block, but I'm working on it. In the meantime, enjoy! It's stupid, it's sort of funny, its...Jiffy-Fic! A ten minute fic, great for commercial breaks. (Re-edited July 15, 2003)
Bill walked sleepily down the stairs. He had been trying to sleep, but a constant clicking noise from the room under his was keeping him up.
"Mione?" He asked, sticking his head in the room. "Whatcha doin'? Why aren't you asleep?"
"Oh, I couldn't sleep." She replied, her eyes glued to the computer setup she had brought with her on her visit to the Burrow. (Mr. Weasly had been all too happy to help set it up, though he wasn't too much of a help.) "Right now, I'm researching what you're guys's names mean."
"What?" Bill dragged a chair over and sitting down.
"What you and you're brother's and sister's names mean. Look, I'll look up your name. Your full name is William, right?"
"Right." But it wasn't Bill who said it. Charlie and Percy had appeared in the doorway, both looking sleepy, even though they were wide awake.
"Do you mind? Some of us are trying to sleep." Percy muttered darkly.
"What are you doing?" Charlie ignored Percy and walked over to Bill and Hermione. Percy followed.
"Here it is. William: Desire to protect." Hermione announced.
"Gee, that makes a lot of sense." Bill rolled his eyes.
"Sort of. Remember in your third year, when that Deidre whatever-her-last-name-was kept calling Charlie Chunky Charlie?" Percy blurted out. "You helped him come up with Despicable Deidre?"
"Chunky Charlie?" Hermione said, trying and failing to hide her amusement.
"Bill, what did she call you because of that?" Charlie asked. "Hill-Billy?"
"Something like that."
"Mum was pretty upset about that."
"She's going to be pretty upset that you're all making such a racket at two in the morning." Fred said. The twins stood in the doorway. "What are you four doing down here anyway?"
"Researching our names. What's Charlie mean? My full name's Charles." Charlie asked. Hermione typed for a while, staring intently at the screen.
"Right, here we go. Charles: Manly, Full Grown."
"Hoo-boy, he's not gonna let us forget that one for a while." George whispered in a loud voice as they perched behind Bill and Hermione's seats.
"At least I'm not desiring to protect anybody."
"Hey, I might have a desire to knock your teeth out."
"I have a desire to know what you guys are doing." Ron walked in, Ginny almost hidden behind him.
"Researching names." Everyone whispered together.
"What about Percival?" Percy asked.
"One minute." She typed again. "Percival: Piercing the Valley."
There was silence for a few moments.
"Okay, moving right along. Want to find out your's, Fred?"
"Okee-dokey. It's Frederick."
"Frederick: Peace."
This announcement brought several minutes of raucous laughter.
"Fred, peace? I doubt the two words have ever been used together!"
"Peace-shattering, maybe, but just peace?"
"Well, we know these aren't very reliable."
"Wait a minute!" Bill said. "If I recall, Fred was very peaceful for a while...then he learned how to talk."
"Alright, alright, now, George, you next. George: Farmer."
"Peace and a farmer. That makes a lot of sense." George said, rolling his eyes.
"Well, you've always been good at Herbology. And you are rather good with the garden gnomes. So I guess that fits." Hermione reasoned. "Ron? What's your full name?"
"Ronald."
Hermione giggled a bit. "As in McDonald?" Harry snorted with laughter, but Ron only looked at her blankly.
"Who?"
"Never mind. Ronald: From the name Reginald. Okay, then. Reginald: King."
"I don't think so." Ron said. "I'm not good at ruling things."
"Well...you're good at chess." Percy tried to reason.
"Good enough. Last one. Ginny?"
"Virginia." She said.
"Virginia: Virginal, pure."
"I should hope so." Percy sputtered after a moment's silence. Everyone burst out laughing again.
"You know, I'm getting an idea..." Fred said, rubbing his chin.
"So says the peaceful one." Charlie said mockingly.
"I'm serious. Gather round everyone."
And they conspired late into the night...er, morning.
Bill walked sleepily down the stairs. He had been trying to sleep, but a constant clicking noise from the room under his was keeping him up.
"Mione?" He asked, sticking his head in the room. "Whatcha doin'? Why aren't you asleep?"
"Oh, I couldn't sleep." She replied, her eyes glued to the computer setup she had brought with her on her visit to the Burrow. (Mr. Weasly had been all too happy to help set it up, though he wasn't too much of a help.) "Right now, I'm researching what you're guys's names mean."
"What?" Bill dragged a chair over and sitting down.
"What you and you're brother's and sister's names mean. Look, I'll look up your name. Your full name is William, right?"
"Right." But it wasn't Bill who said it. Charlie and Percy had appeared in the doorway, both looking sleepy, even though they were wide awake.
"Do you mind? Some of us are trying to sleep." Percy muttered darkly.
"What are you doing?" Charlie ignored Percy and walked over to Bill and Hermione. Percy followed.
"Here it is. William: Desire to protect." Hermione announced.
"Gee, that makes a lot of sense." Bill rolled his eyes.
"Sort of. Remember in your third year, when that Deidre whatever-her-last-name-was kept calling Charlie Chunky Charlie?" Percy blurted out. "You helped him come up with Despicable Deidre?"
"Chunky Charlie?" Hermione said, trying and failing to hide her amusement.
"Bill, what did she call you because of that?" Charlie asked. "Hill-Billy?"
"Something like that."
"Mum was pretty upset about that."
"She's going to be pretty upset that you're all making such a racket at two in the morning." Fred said. The twins stood in the doorway. "What are you four doing down here anyway?"
"Researching our names. What's Charlie mean? My full name's Charles." Charlie asked. Hermione typed for a while, staring intently at the screen.
"Right, here we go. Charles: Manly, Full Grown."
"Hoo-boy, he's not gonna let us forget that one for a while." George whispered in a loud voice as they perched behind Bill and Hermione's seats.
"At least I'm not desiring to protect anybody."
"Hey, I might have a desire to knock your teeth out."
"I have a desire to know what you guys are doing." Ron walked in, Ginny almost hidden behind him.
"Researching names." Everyone whispered together.
"What about Percival?" Percy asked.
"One minute." She typed again. "Percival: Piercing the Valley."
There was silence for a few moments.
"Okay, moving right along. Want to find out your's, Fred?"
"Okee-dokey. It's Frederick."
"Frederick: Peace."
This announcement brought several minutes of raucous laughter.
"Fred, peace? I doubt the two words have ever been used together!"
"Peace-shattering, maybe, but just peace?"
"Well, we know these aren't very reliable."
"Wait a minute!" Bill said. "If I recall, Fred was very peaceful for a while...then he learned how to talk."
"Alright, alright, now, George, you next. George: Farmer."
"Peace and a farmer. That makes a lot of sense." George said, rolling his eyes.
"Well, you've always been good at Herbology. And you are rather good with the garden gnomes. So I guess that fits." Hermione reasoned. "Ron? What's your full name?"
"Ronald."
Hermione giggled a bit. "As in McDonald?" Harry snorted with laughter, but Ron only looked at her blankly.
"Who?"
"Never mind. Ronald: From the name Reginald. Okay, then. Reginald: King."
"I don't think so." Ron said. "I'm not good at ruling things."
"Well...you're good at chess." Percy tried to reason.
"Good enough. Last one. Ginny?"
"Virginia." She said.
"Virginia: Virginal, pure."
"I should hope so." Percy sputtered after a moment's silence. Everyone burst out laughing again.
"You know, I'm getting an idea..." Fred said, rubbing his chin.
"So says the peaceful one." Charlie said mockingly.
"I'm serious. Gather round everyone."
And they conspired late into the night...er, morning.
