You know its coming. I do not own Harry, Ron, Hermione, Filch, Flitwick, or Quidditch. I do own a copy of the books these characters come from. That's it.
This is a short dialogue between the Trio. Hope you enjoy! Thanks to Fae for being my beta reader, you made it so much better!
"Harry, what should we do with the body?" whispered Ron frantically.
"Dunno, maybe stash it in a closet?" replied Harry.
"Honestly, you two," said Hermione. "The garbage can is quite large enough for it."
"But they'd find it there." protested Ron. "We'd be caught."
"And then we'd have to explain why he's dead," continued Harry.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "They'd only find it if they were looking for it. Just admit your spell backfired on you."
"There's still the body to get rid of, though." Ron said. "I don't think anyone will help me with that."
"Yeah, isn't it just better if we get rid of the body? No one will have to know about it." insisted Harry.
"Kick it under the table, then." directed Hermione.
"If Filch saw that, he'd flip his lid." pointed out Ron.
"Yeah, remember once when I was coming in from Quidditch practice?" Harry asked rhetorically. "He was ready to put me in detention for a few specks of mud!"
"I really think you two are overreacting." said Hermione.
"Oh, fine thing to say when there's a dead body in the room!" exclaimed Ron.
"I've put up with this long enough." groaned Hermione.
"You're not going to tell, are you?" pleaded Ron.
It was too late. Harry and Ron watched Hermione walk up to Professor Flitwick.
"Professor, could I please get another cockroach for Ron to practice on?"
Sorry it's been forever, I've been playing college student for these past few months. R&R please!