Dedicated to my friend Clayton, who won't stop singing the 'Digging Dwarf Song' or whatever. It gets stuck in your braaaaiiiin.
Disclaimer: I own only the plot!
"I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole, diggy-diggy hole, diggy-diggy hole!" Ron cheered.
Harry glared at him. He'd been doing that all day, even during Quidditch practice. Austin Long, who had an irrational phobia of dwarves, spazzed out and fell off his broom. Cynthia Rhodes had tried to save him, but ended up getting hurt as well.
Ginny glared at him. He'd been doing that for months. Fred and George had threatened to test their products on him. Charlie threatened to send dragons after him. Percy threatened to lecture him on cauldron bottoms. Bill threatened to let him face the wrath of a pregnant Fleur.
Neville glared at him. He'd been doing that all throughout Herbology. They'd been working with bubotubers again, and his distractions were the sole cause of most of the class ending up in the Hospital Wing.
Hermione threw Hogwarts: A History at him and knocked his ass out.
The End!