Hogwarts A History 100 Words
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Ron Weasley, Hermione, Harry
Word: Sound
Ratings: T
Ron knew exactly the first time and place when he began to hate the sound of zippers. It didn't take much to set his teeth on edge, but when you're a few hundred miles from your home in the middle of nowhere and your best friends isn't much of comfort during these days; these sounds made him edgier and he knew soon he would snap if he heard the zipper of the tent once more.
He twitches and flexes his fingers as he had to find a place as a loo and the idea of hearing the bloody zip go down to take a huge piss would make him hate the idea of camping. And to be honest, camping was fun.
Hermione sat with her back against the old birch tree creating steam from her wand tip as the frosty air nips at her nose. She felt the soothing sounds of the river nearby as she read her book. It would always lull her to sleep as these days there wasn't much comfort in knowing Ron was gone.
She closes her book, and her are eyes heavy with sleep and the sound of the rippling brook soothe her mind on hope that she'll figure this game out.
Harry hears the sound of his friends fighting, which brought him back to the place where he grew up. He realizes that he misses the sounds of his Cousin Dudley laughing at the Saturday cartoons. How he wished to hear the snoring of his uncle late night when everyone was asleep, and he stayed up late nights to study his magic spells. And the nosiness of Aunt Petunia when she natters in their ear about their daily routines, this made him weep for joy as it was the lowest part of his life being stranded in the middle of nowhere camping.
Who knew the sound of a baby being born was the best thing all three could hear.
Fin
