Disclaimer: All of the characters belong to J.K. Rowling of COURSE, I'm not
genius enough to think up a Harry Potter. But I AM feisty enough to play
around with his little heart! Mwahaha...Here's a good old fluffy H/G
fanfic!
"FINE, Ron, if that's all you think I am!" a blaze of brown curls stormed past where Harry was sitting.
"Oh blimey! Just go ahead and jump to conclusions you little.." a lanky boy with flaming red hair yelled at the brunette running up the staircase to the girl's dorms. "You little....bookworm!" he finished hotly, but she didn't hear him for she had already slammed the door.
"Nice insult there Ron, quite witty," Harry said dryly. Ron panted; his rows with Hermione seemed to give him good exercise.
"She's...she's...infuriating!" Ron stomped about the room. Harry sighed.
"Really Ron, calm down," Harry said, motioning him to sit down in one of the Common Room chairs. "Your fights with Hermione lately, they're going too far."
"Harry, you don't even know what we were arguing about," Ron stopped walking and turned to face him. "She was being completely unreasonable and if you knew the whole story, you'd agree. I think she's getting more stubborn as she gets older! I just.." He made a frustrated noise in the back of his throat and threw his hands in the air. "I'm going to go get a bit of fresh air. See you at dinner."
With that, Ron fled through the portrait hole. It was true; Harry had no idea what they had been battling over. Ron and Hermione had gone off to study in the library, Ron most unwillingly. They had come back very soon, bursting into the common room, screaming their heads off at each other. Harry had been sitting on a couch in the common room, reading "The Secrets of a Sly Seeker", minding his own business, when they broke the peace. They'd been doing it all too often, and in their 6th year, Harry had been trying to be more serious about reading and studying. He was sick of their rows, and noticed Ron had been becoming more vicious then usual lately.
Trying to concentrate on the Quidditch guidebook, he slouched down into the couch and propped his feet up on the end table. **Ah...peace and quiet**, he thought. Then he heard footsteps coming down from the girl's dorms. **Oh no, Hermione!**
"Harry?" a quiet female voice said from behind him.
"What do you WANT?!?!?!" Harry threw his book on the ground and turned to find himself nose to nose with Ginny Weasley.
(More to come!)
"FINE, Ron, if that's all you think I am!" a blaze of brown curls stormed past where Harry was sitting.
"Oh blimey! Just go ahead and jump to conclusions you little.." a lanky boy with flaming red hair yelled at the brunette running up the staircase to the girl's dorms. "You little....bookworm!" he finished hotly, but she didn't hear him for she had already slammed the door.
"Nice insult there Ron, quite witty," Harry said dryly. Ron panted; his rows with Hermione seemed to give him good exercise.
"She's...she's...infuriating!" Ron stomped about the room. Harry sighed.
"Really Ron, calm down," Harry said, motioning him to sit down in one of the Common Room chairs. "Your fights with Hermione lately, they're going too far."
"Harry, you don't even know what we were arguing about," Ron stopped walking and turned to face him. "She was being completely unreasonable and if you knew the whole story, you'd agree. I think she's getting more stubborn as she gets older! I just.." He made a frustrated noise in the back of his throat and threw his hands in the air. "I'm going to go get a bit of fresh air. See you at dinner."
With that, Ron fled through the portrait hole. It was true; Harry had no idea what they had been battling over. Ron and Hermione had gone off to study in the library, Ron most unwillingly. They had come back very soon, bursting into the common room, screaming their heads off at each other. Harry had been sitting on a couch in the common room, reading "The Secrets of a Sly Seeker", minding his own business, when they broke the peace. They'd been doing it all too often, and in their 6th year, Harry had been trying to be more serious about reading and studying. He was sick of their rows, and noticed Ron had been becoming more vicious then usual lately.
Trying to concentrate on the Quidditch guidebook, he slouched down into the couch and propped his feet up on the end table. **Ah...peace and quiet**, he thought. Then he heard footsteps coming down from the girl's dorms. **Oh no, Hermione!**
"Harry?" a quiet female voice said from behind him.
"What do you WANT?!?!?!" Harry threw his book on the ground and turned to find himself nose to nose with Ginny Weasley.
(More to come!)