Second story in the 'Aurors' thing.
Harry woke up at exactly 6.30 am. He showered and dressed quickly and ran down the stairs. He was greeted by his loving wife, Hermione, and a plate of breakfast. After finishing his breakfast, he kissed Hermione on the cheek and left for work.
Harry was bored. He had finished all his paperwork and no bad guys seemed to be doing anything bad today! He had written letters to his two children at Hogwarts and even one to McGonagall, the headmistress! Not that he kept in contact with her, or anything, just because he had nothing better to do.
He watched Ron leave his swirley chair to go and have a break. And then an idea struck him …
Harry crawled through the office, all the way to Ron's desk. This was not far, considering the fact that there were only a few desks between Harry's and Ron's.
Harry pulled open the top drawer on the left hand side. He pulled out six objects and crawled back to his own desk. Sitting up, he wrote out a note onto a piece of parchment.
Ron sat down at his desk after a cup of tea at the canteen. He had nothing else to do so he had a five minute debate with the dinner lady over which was the better meat; pork or beef?
The dinner lady obviously one, because Ron was scared of her.
Looking about at his colleagues a bit, Ron opened up his top left-hand drawer … only to find it empty. Apart from a note …
Ron,
Give me five chocolate frogs or I'll burn your Barbie's and film it and then send it to you so you can watch your Barbie's die.
Barbienapper
'Oh, no!' Ron thought frantically. Whatever would he do without his Barbie's?
But who would steal six Barbie dolls? Dean Thomas … no, too football-ish. Seamus Finnegan … too manly … 'did I just think that?' Ron thought … definitely not Harry, he's already got a set … 'I think …' … Malfoy!
Ron marched right up to Malfoy's desk. (Malfoy, for the sake of pissing of Harry and Ron, had also become an Auror, because he had nothing better to do and did not want to sit at home and listen to Pansy all day.)
"Malfoy! How could you! Why would you do such an inhumane act of cruelty?" Ron practically screamed, forgetting the fact that he was shouting about Barbie dolls here.
"Do what, Weasel?" Malfoy drawled. "Burn your Barbie dolls?"
"Ah ha!" Ron shouted, victoriously. "So it is you! Well, let me tell you something Malfoy-"
"No, Weasel, I'm being serious here."
"What-? I see …" Ron was very embarrassed. "Well, I'll just go now …"
Harry laughed. He watched Ron open his top left-hand drawer again. He watched Ron's face distort into one of deep unhappiness as he pulled out a strand of red Barbie doll hair. Harry laughed.
Ron raced down to Honeydukes, in Hogsmeade.
"Five chocolate frogs, please!" he panted.
"Here you are, dearie," the old lady said, "that will be two sickles."
Ron pushed the silver coins into the lady's hand and raced off again, trying to find a safe place to Apparate.
Once he got back to his desk he quickly wrote a note and put it and the five chocolate frogs into his top left drawer. He then stepped back into the shadows, so as to not let the Barbienapper see him.
Harry watched Ron step away and waited for five more seconds before crawling over to Ron's desk. He opened the top left drawer and pulled out the note and the chocolate frogs and then put the Barbie's back in their original place. Before he had time to close the drawer, however, he was interrupted.
"Harry! How could you do that? I would never have believed that you, of all people, would steal my Barbie's!"
"It was for a laugh Ron, didn't you find it funny?"
"No. You know that I'm very close to them Barbie's, and that being away from them for long periods of time makes me nervous!"
"It's Barbie dolls, Ron! They're not real!"
"They are! To me!"
Both men went home, grumpy and not talking to each other.
First of all, I have no idea how much five chocolate frogs cost. I guessed.
And second of all, there are at least two other chapters to this story.
and third of all: I want reviews.