Author's Note: Hey, I'm pretty rough on making stories because I've been very lazy lately, but I'm going to try my best. Please let me know what you think! Oh, BTW, I'm in serious need of a BETA reader, so if you interested let me know when you give me comments. (HINT HINT). Oh yeah, the usual, you know that I own nothing. I don't even own the name. It's a song.
Desert Rose
By Candace
"Harry, when are you ever going to get up on time?" Hermione said as she shook Harry awake. "We have to get up and get ready or Ron's parents are never going to take us to King's Cross in time!" she yelled. Harry, Ron, and Hermione had both stayed almost the entire summer at Ron's house, except for Hermione going home for a vacation to Australia.
Harry tossed and turned a little bit and finally woke up whenever Ron ran up the steps. "What's wrong?" Harry said sleepily, slurring his S and G and looking over at Ron for any notion of what happened.
"Fred… George… Spider…" Ron said climbing on his bed, and standing up. Hermione and Harry couldn't do anything but laugh, and a very irritated Ron said "Well, you wouldn't like being chased by spiders, now would you?" Soon after Ron said that, none other than Fred and George came running in the room screaming and laughing.
"Awe.. Is poor Ronny-Kins afraid of a spider?" George poked. Fred and George laughed some more and left. Ron hopped off of his bed and looked through his trunk.
"What are you looking for?" Hermione asked.
"A revenge spell" Ron said laughing manically.
"Hmm, good idea, let me borrow one." Harry said lazily getting up and looking for something to change into. After searching for his trunk and fighting with the lock a great deal, he finally had an open trunk with what seemed like billions of choice clothes items. He sorted through them, occasionally throwing particularly revolting ones flying across the room. Finally Harry walked for the bathroom holding a green shirt, blue jeans and some new underwear (not after being teased by Ron).
"Hermione, I have to ask you a serious question," Ron said. Hermione looked at the tone of seriousness in his eyes and busted out laughing. "I'm serious!" he said, irritated.
"Okay Ron, what do you want to know?"
"Do you think that Cho Chang would ever like me?" Ron asked, emphasizing the word ME as he looked hopefully at Hermione.
"Umm," Hermione stuttered, not wanting to hurt Ron's feeling. But, hey, then again, the truth hurts, "Very doubtful, Ron"
Ron cursed and Harry waltzed in looking fresh after a shower and change of clothes. "Ron and I just had an interesting conversation" Hermione announced, but stopped after getting a look from Ron that clearly said if she told she'd die.
End Note: yes, I know it's very short but I don't really know where I want to take this story. Please give me comments. I like constructive criticism. Let me know where you think I should take this. Bye-bye.
