"Bloody hell.."
Harry's eyes are as big as baseballs. He looks up at Ron, who's stuffing his face with chicken legs.
"Ron!"
Ron looks up at Harry, his mouth still chewing a tender chicken leg, "Wut is it Harwe?"
Harry holds up his paper for Ron to see. Ron wipes his hands on his pants and grabs the paper, "Hmmm, these are pretty good results you got on the O.W.L.s."
a/n: Ordinary Wizarding Levels are examinations Hogwarts students take at the age of fifteen. Each fifth year student has a consultation with Professor McGonagall to discuss career paths. This prepares the student for their exams and helps them understand the results they need to proceed to N.E.W.T. level.
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"Ron...that's not the point. The point is that I got a D (for dreadful) in History of Magic!"
Ron lowers the paper and looks that Harry with a smirk, "Harry." Ron hands him the paper back and sets down his clean chicken bone. "Even the chosen one isn't perfect." He gives Harry a wink and is returned with a playful shove to the shoulder.
"Besides, nobody can be as perfect as prissy Hermione."
"Did someone say my name?"
Ron jolts up, "H-Hermione!"
Hermione shoots him a glare and sits across the two boys.
"Hermione,"
"Yes, Harry?"
"what grades did you get on your O.W.L.s?"
"Well... I got amazing scores but I did get A (for acceptable) in Defense Against The Dark Arts."
Ron wore a nasty look as she spoke and sipped pumpkin juice from his goblet.
"Is there a problem Ron?"
He blushed and looked up at her, his back straightening up.
"It's just that you both got great grades and I didn't get the best scores..."
Harry pats Ron on the shoulder, "It's okay Ron. How about we all show our results and compare them! I bet you got a better score in History of Magic then me."
Ron and Hermione nod and agreement and pull out their result papers, Ron straightening his crumpled paper and Hermione neatly unfolding hers.
"One, Two, Three!"
They turn their papers towards each other.
Harry gasps at Ron's paper and Ron gasps at Hermione's paper.
"YOU GOT A TOTALLY DIFFERENT GRADE!!"
"YOUR PAPER IS ALL CRUMPLED!"
Hermione blushes at Ron, and Harry looks confusingly towards Hermione.
"What? How did you get a different grade? You got an E (exceeds expectations) instead of what you said, an A."
Hermione turns her paper around and quickly pushes it towards her chest, protecting it.
"I'm not telling how I got a better score."
Ron stands up in his seat and slams his hands on the table, startling everyone around him. "YOU BETTER TELL OR IM REPORTING YOU FOR CHE-" Harry puts his hand over his mouth before he makes a mistake he might regret in the future.
Hermione mouths "thank you" to Harry as the two boys sit back down.
Harry nods and leans forward, "I'm not one to cheat but I would like to know too how you improved your grade." Hermione looks up at him shocked, "Harry! You would cheat on an O.W.L.?"
"Ohhh shush Hermione. You probably cheated too.", Ron pipes in stuffing his paper back in his pocket.
Hermione pushes herself up from the table with her fists, "Harry. Ron. I will go study in the library. I MIGHT tell you later, in the common room."
Harry and Ron playfully high-five and lift themselves from the table, heading to the Gryffindor common room.
"Hey Ron, have you ever wondered what it would be like to be sorted into a house other than Gryffindor?" Harry hangs his arms above his head comfortably, waiting for the redhead's response.
"Yeah... I've thought about it and I do know that it would suck to be in Slytherin. And being with Draco and his little posse would drive me up the walls."
Harry and Ron tell the fat lady in the portrait door the password and enter the common room.
(Lmao)
They dive into comfortable armchairs and continue talking.
"I would personally like to be in Slytherin."
"Harry, didn't you basically beg the hat to NOT place you in Slytherin?"
"Things change," Harry gets up and strolls over to the chess table "maybe Voldemort wouldn't want me dead that much if I was in Slytherin." Ron swings off his chair and jumps into the seat opposite of Harry, eager to play the game.
"That is true. He would be a nicer bloke if you're where a more evil bloke." Harry makes his move, "It's a stereotype that Slytherins are evil."
Ron cocks his eyebrow at his move, "Are you forgetting? Tom Riddle, Draco, Snape, Bellatrix, even damn Umbridge!"
"Yes," Harry leans back in his chair, observing Ron's move. "that is true but-"
The portrait door opens and Hermione comes in with her books and a strange look on her face. Ron's eyes light up and he gets up from his chair. "Are you ready to tell us how you cheated on your O.W.L?" Ron asks. Hermione shushes him and they both sit down on the sofa, Harry sticking with his seat by the chess table.
"Well... I used this," Hermione pulls out a small necklace from her pocket. "I used my time turner to get a better grade."
Ron's mouth is wide open in shock, "it's true... you cheated and got away with it." Hermione tucks it away in her pocket as Harry tries to snatch it from her. "I need it," Harry wined. Ron grabs Harry by the arm and whispers, "Don't worry Harry, we'll get it...somehow..."
"Well," Hermione asks dryly, "what are you two whispering about?" Ron grits his teeth and pushes Harry along the stairs to the dorms, "We're both really tired," Ron says in a poorly acted yawn.
They scramble up the stairs and collapse on their beds. "Ron? How are you going to 'borrow' her time turner?" Ron bounces up and looks at Harry mischievously, "I'll find a way."
a/n: i have a urge to just get on to that good good ( ͡º ͜ʖ ͡º ) (ya know what i mean?) but for the sake of a good plot i'm repressing it