AN: Hey guys, just a short, totally ridiculous idea I had. Let me know what you think!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of its characters.
One day, Ron and Mr. Weasley were over at the Granger's house. Mr. and Mrs. Granger were talking with Mr. Weasley in the other room, Ron was hanging out in Hermione's room, and Hermione was getting Cokes for her and Ron.
Bored, Ron decided to look through her bedside table, and see if there was anything interesting there. When he opened it, he saw a small black bag that said 'Condoms' on it in golden letters. Now, Ron was very confused, as he had no idea what a condom was, so he decided to go ask Hermione.
"Hey Hermione?" he called, walking into the Granger's living room. "What's a condom?"
Hermione immediately came dashing into the living room, and Mr. Granger got up, turning an almost Dursley-ish red (not that he would know what that looked like). "Hermione! What are you doing with condoms in your bedroom?"
Ron, of course, was totally confused, so he looked at Hermione for help, but she was busy trying to explain to her dad why she had this 'condom' thing. "Umm… my dad got them for Hermione for a parting gift when he last saw her at Kings Cross," Ron said, trying to take the blame off of Hermione.
Taking the hint, Mr. Weasley said, "Yes, I thought that Hermione could put them to good use."
By this point, Mr. Granger had turned absolutely purple, and was having trouble speaking through his rage, so Mrs. Granger took over. In a stiff voice she said "Ronald, Arthur, I think it's time that you left."
Utterly confused, the two shrugged and left the house to Apparate home.
After arriving home, Ron turned to his dad and said "Dad? What the hell is a condom?"
"I have no idea," Mr. Weasley muttered. "I'll have to find out more."
"I think they're a girl thing. Maybe we should get some for Ginny. Her birthday's coming up," Ron said, smiling.
"Yes, that sounds like a wonderful idea, Ron."
AN: So? What did you think? I was going for humor but I don't think it came across too well. Please R & R, people!
