An Odd Craving

"ROOOOON!"

Ron rushed into the bedroom, his wand drawn. "What is it? Have the Death Eaters come back?" he asked, looking around the room.

"No. I just want some food." said a heavily pregnant Hermione in a matter-of-fact tone.

Ron sighed and wiped his forehead with his hand. "Merlin's beard, 'Mione, I thought that you were in danger or something!"

"I told you already, I just want some food!" Hermione snapped.

Ron knew better than to argue with her, so he just sighed again and said, "Okay, okay. What food do you want?"

"Oh, I don't know, would it hurt for you to come up with a meal for once?"

"Okay, how about we have-"

"You know what, I'd rather like to have some fish and…. mustard."

"Mustard?"

"Yes, mustard, are you deaf? Now go get some!"

"Fine, fine."

Ron left the room and started to prepare some fish and mustard.

Why are women are so bloody grumpy during pregnancy? He thought as he squirted some mustard onto the plate of fish.

He brought the plate back to his and Hermione's room.

"Here's the fish and mustard," he said, sitting down next to her and handing her the plate.

"MUSTARD?" she shrieked, looking at the plate with disgust. "Who in their right mind would want mustard with fish, Ron?"

"You," he replied, trying to keep his voice calm. "You asked me for fish with mustard, love."

"No, I most certainly did not, Ronald Weasley!"

"Okay, okay, calm down." He Vanished the mustard with a flick of his wand. "That better?"

"Not necessarily."

"Then what do you want?"

"I want some mayonnaise."

"We ran out of mayonnaise."

"Then go get some!"

As Ron left the room, he muttered under his breath, "That kid had better pop out soon, or I'm going to go crazy in here!"