The practice kiss…

Well, I'm not even trying to wright like J.K... because that is not really my thing... This story is written in the middle of the night, A night I could not sleep. And you know, when you are that tired and can't sleep.. crazy tougths takes over your brain... And I can tell you, I've got alot of these storys written down in the same way... And when one of my friends one day found them she nearly laught her as of... so I thougt i've give you al a good laugh to... I know.. i'm an angel!

And this is a parody! Nothing else!

Harry couldn't help to notice that something botherd Ron. He hardely spoke and when he did, it made no seence.

Ron was just sitting att his four-poster, a common look these days. Harry tried to reread "Quidditch trough the ages" but coudn't stand Ron looking that miserble.

"ehh... Ron... is something... ehh well...wrong?"

"no."

"Not going well with Paravati... have you two had a fight?"

"No.. its fine..."

"Then what... I can't stand you looking like that. I'm the miserble one here, remember.. not you!"

Ron didn't even smile. At last he oppened his mouth:

"Well, it's the third date with Paravati, you know..."

"And...?"

"Well, you know mate, she'll be expecting something... like a kiss."

"And..?" Harry couldn't really understand his friend problem.

"I've never kissed anyone before! I don't know how to do!" Ron said sounding desperate.

"Oh... well, ehh... its not that hard really. You kinnda lean forward and meet the girls mouth with your own and then you... I don't know, i'm not an expert you know... well, you open your mouth a bit and then.. you realise when you've got that far."

"That sounds terribly hard!"

"It's not, you'll see.!

"Look whoes talking. Yours wasn't really planed, was it. You hadn't got time to practice..."

"You can't practice kissing... with whom anyway, Hermione woudn't do it, I tell you!"

"Well, i thougt... maybe..."

Ron looked beggingly at Harry.

"No! No way! Never in my life!"

"Does I have any choices?"

"Well, not kissing me, thats one!"

"Ehh please.. I really nead this..."

"I rather kiss Snape!"

"No, you don't..."

That was very tru... he would never kiss Snape.

"Come here then, it better be quick, someone ca see us! I can nearly here Neville comming! Just sit here and I'm gonna show you..ehh." Harry said

"Somethings bothering you, mate?"

"You are! Just sit still and be quiet. That way i can pretend you'r someone else."

"Like Snape..."

"No, like Ginny! Now, watch me closely. I'm just gonna do this once."

Ron felt his intestines trying to come up the wrong way.

"I think i'm gonna close my eyes instead", Ron said when he saw Harrys face comming closer.

There lips met.

"Is this the part were i shall open my mouth?" Ron mumbled in Harrys mouth.

"I told you to be quiet", Harry said in a dissguesed tune, "And YES!"

Ron could fell harrys tongue. It was warm. He could taste him. He tasted like Harry was suposed to taste, just like Harry.

Somehow Harry new Ron was going to taste this way. Maybe because they had been forced to use the same toothbrush oce when Harry had forgotten hi own.

Heey.. is ther someone screaming in the backround...? They both jumt several yards from one another, when they realiste the source of al that screaming.

- "Ehh, Hello Hermoine! We were just practicing!"