Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter; unfortunately, His verse belongs respectfully to J.K. Rowling.
Rated: T cause I'm paranoid, otherwise, no reason.
A/N: This a little Drabble I thought of while writing the first fanfiction that I decided to publish (I write a lot but I never share), and in a way it is an attempt to understand how to use , so constructive criticism is highly appreciated and please tell me your thoughts, and please stay tuned for my fic.
Words count: 440 words.
Drabble:
Ron sighed for the umpteenth time in the last five minutes or so,
Ever since Umbridge became 'Hogwarts High Inquisitor' and made that educational decree number who-knows-what (no pun intended) about meals timing and the tension in the school became even higher, they just wanted to eat!, everyone should have a right for when to eat at the very least!, but no, everyone has to be in the great hall for lunch so they could eat or risk not eating till dinner, FOR THE WHOLE SCHOOL!
And now Hermione is in the library researching something as per usual (honestly, don't girls eat?!) and Harry was dragged away by Angelina before they even entered the great hall,
His only solace was that Malfoy looked as he felt and couldn't say anything about it since Zabini was also nowhere to be seen!
Harry entered the hall a few minutes later muttering angrily under his breath, then sat down heavily beside Ron,
"Where is Hermione?" silence for a beat, then;
"The library" then both sighed simultaneously.
Two minutes later came a flood of students, Hermione among them, with a purple-faced-that-can-compete-with-Vernon-Dursley madam Pince in tow, also muttering angrily under her breath, and finally -count your blessings, people- the food appeared,
Ron and Harry Tucked in immediately without a second thought of waiting for Hermione to join them, and thank Merlin they did, cause the second she sat down on the other side of Harry, She was silent for all five seconds, then started a lengthy whispered description of her research, which they found out was about the meeting place for their defense group, (thus confirming Ron's thought that girls don't eat) .
Then she went on about the need to leave the great hall to speak in a more private place, which, of course, was countered by unimpressed looks from both boys, which, again of course, she effectively ignored,
" but we need a distraction" and oh so discreetly, she wiped her wand from her and with a swift movement of swish and flick and a whispered "Wingardium Leviosa" the pie Crabbe was attempting to stuff in his mouth done the job for him, which prompted Harry to say
"Wow, Hermione, that was worth the twins and Peeves", and Ron staring at her with his mouth agape,
Just as Crabbe attempted to wipe the pie from his face with his hands, which had knocked a bowl of some kind of broth on Goyle, in the process, a food fight came to life, as the students either joined in or fled the great hall,
Ron sighed again, this time in resignation rather than impatience.
A/N: I know that the decree kind of doesn't make sense but I really needed to write it and needed something to experience on that world of publishing fanfics, as I said please review and tell me your thoughts, this was edited by me so please point out any mistakes whether grammatically, spelling, or just plain wrong use for words.
