A/N: Yay! I've redone my little profile thingy, so go lookie. The little icon is Hilarious! Like lmfao funny. Anyway, I had trouble going about writing this, so I hope it's good! It's going into three Gryffindor's hate for a specific thing. So yeah.

Oh, and P.S., this is set when Percy was still in school. Do the math. And let's just pretend that they have magical iPods.

DISCLAIMER! If I was in charge of Harry Potter, little things like this would have a significant plot in the story.

Dean

Dean sighed and pushed the bowl of ice cream away from him. Seamus shot him a quizzical look. "Why aren't you eating your ice cream?"

"I don't like vanilla ice cream." Seamus laughed, but stopped when Dean didn't laugh too.

"Seriously?" Dean nodded, and Seamus gasped dramatically. "No bloody way do you not like ice cream?!"

"I don't like vanilla ice cream," he corrected, going for a cookie instead. Seamus laughed.

"Why?"

"Because," Dean said, putting his cookie down on the gold plate, "When I was little, I was eating a vanilla ice cream cone, and there were little black bugs in the scoops…I can't eat that stuff."

Seamus thought for a second, and then started to crack up. "What?" Dean asked. "What?!"

"Th-the little bu-b-bugs!!!" Seamus could barely speak through his laughter. "The b—bugs are little vanilla seed things! See, l-l-l-look!" He handed Dean the bowl of vanilla ice cream, and in fact, they were only little beans from the plant. Dean felt stupid as he ate a spoonful.

Percy

"Ginny, turn that crap down!"

"What?"

"Exactly!" Ginny's red head popped out of her dorm room.

"Why can't I listen to the Weird Sisters?"

"You can, just not so loudly! I'm trying to study." Ginny rolled her eyes, but when her head disappeared, the volume went down. Percy unpaused his Wireless iPod and basked in the Muggle Music Glory.

Percy hated wizard music. He didn't know why; the Weird Sisters and Werewolves Anonymous got annoying after a while. He liked to listen to Dave Matthew's Band, The Fray, and Silversun Pickups…anything that wasn't wizard rock was fine with him.

As 'Crush' soothed his nerves, and as his quill scratched across his parchment, he could hear the Weird Sisters creeping up behind him. When he couldn't hear Dave Matthew's soothing voice anymore, he slammed down his quill, paused his music, and yelled, "GINNY!"

Lavender

What Lavender hated most of all was bad gossip. She had been getting it for a while now, and she was getting sick of it. Parvati and Padma were no help, and Neville was useless (even though he hadn't been in the past).

"Oh, bollocks," she muttered as she walked into something foul. She cringed as she took off her shoe and flung it at some random Slytherin's head. Going inside and getting to the Common Room, she changed her shoe and then walked back down. As she was thinking about what time it was, she heard a faint moan coming from one of the empty classrooms.

Well, she thought to herself, it's not empty anymore.

She opened the door just a crack and sighed at what she saw. Ron and Hermione snogging. What's the use? Everyone saw this coming. Lavender closed the door, and then smirked.

"I guess it couldn't hurt to tell, eh?" She muttered to herself, walking away.

A/N: ok, so that was it. Today's my birthday! (8/15/93). I'm fourteen now. So yay! I'm going to work on the next fic, and then I'm going to go buy the two the Remus Lupin cd's. YAY.