I thought we could all use a laugh, I know I do.

"Shove off, Malfoy!"

"No, You Shove Off, Potter!"

"If I Wanted My Comeback, I Wouldn't Wiped It Off Your Mum's Chin!"

Such a sick joke...

9gag gag / 5152075 (Put a period between the 9gag and gag.)

Hermione

I woke up to an annoying and steady beep. I opened my eyes to see round rimmed glasses staring back down at me. I was a bit confused at first, then realised what had happened. Oh my god. The kids. Peeves. Draco! I sat up, refusing the pain radiating from my body. My head whipped around everywhere, and Harry raised a brow. I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out. Harry chuckled and lifted the Silencio charm.

"Where are they? Them! Where?" I blubbered. Harry pointed across the room so I could see Lily and Henry in beds next to each other. "If you're looking for Peeves and Draco, they're farther down the room." He finished aloud. I moved to get up, but saw a wheelchair instead.

"Accio." I muttered, and it floated next to the bed. I crawled into it and used Wingardium Leviosa to wheel me farther down the room. Turns out the two were in a recreation area. Then I realised I was in St. Mungo's. I sighed and wheeled next to Draco. He looked at me and winced. "You can't cook, you know that?" He asked. I rolled my eyes and chuckled. I opened my eyes to see Peeves' tongue attack my nose. I giggled and picked my puppy up, holding him to my chest and hugging him.

"But seriously, why'd you run back in for him?" Draco asked, suddenly serious. I hated talking about this, but I had to explain it to him. I looked at him, curiosity etched into his expression.

"Right before Voldemort..killed my parents, they gave me Peeves. He's the only thing I really have left of them, because Voldemort burned their house down as well. And all for some stupid information." I said quickly, not wanting to get in-depth of the memory I was sent, to see the torturing sessions and killings for myself. I shook my head, trying to rid my brain of the thoughts. Draco himself looked shell-shocked, though. "Plus, he's a dog. Dogs are important." I added, nodding, trying to break the awkward moment. Draco chuckled, his face becoming playful again.

"Dad! Where are they!" I heard Lily yell like her life depended on it. We turned to see Lily, her red hair matted as she looked at Henry with a blood drained face. Then I raised a brow.

"Harry? Where's Victorie?" I asked. He just grinned, rolling his eyes. "She works here. What do you expect?" He asked, shrugging. I chuckled, nodding. Draco shrieked, holding Peeves out, the dog happily peeing on the floor. I snorted, grabbing a bedpan and sitting Peeves in it, as Draco looked traumatized. I giggled, patting his head. A noise came from the doorway, and a rush of the Weasley-Potter filed in, fussing over Harry, Lily and Henry. In the back, I saw Pansy and Goyle walking in stealthily and making their way to she and Draco. Pansy smiled and gave each of them a light hug, holding a pair of grey clothes.

"Here, Gryffindor. I thought you'd want to change out of the gown and into actual clothes." Pansy said with a laugh. Hermione nodded, and took the clothes, wheeling into the bathroom. Turns out, it was a pair of blue jogging pants, a tank top and some Uggs. I made a mental note to thank Pansy as I made my way out, passing Draco, who was going in.

"Huh! You do look good in Draco's clothes!" Goyle exclaimed, earning a slap on the head from his wife. My brows raised, and Pansy explained that they had mixed the clothes up, because they had found male and female clothes in what was left of my flat, because I had some of Harry's and Louis' (my brother) clothes. Draco came out, and looked over my outfit, then his, then raised a brow. "Okay. Who's clothes am I wearing?" He asked.

"Louis'." "Who the bloody hell is LOUIS!" That last one came from Ron, who seemed to just notice that I was here. He sneered at Draco, immediately pulling his wand out, as if about to strike him. Draco snorted, then raised a brow at Ron. "Nice to see you too, Ronald. How's the wife?" He asked. Ron must have thought he was pulling his leg, because before knew it, I was running towards to shot that Ron had fired.

Draco

"How's the wife?" I has asked, right before Ron yelled something and cast a spell at me. Hermione was out of her wheelchair in a flash, as I stood there in confusion. She pushed me to the side, her shoulder catching the spell before falling on me, her legs seeming to buckle under the pressure of standing. She turned her head to Ron, about to yell at him.

"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!? THE ONLY THING HE DID WAS ASK YOU HOW LUNA WAS! Why do you always assume people don't change their ways?" She had whispered the last part, but I heard it. She then raised her brow, looking at her side. "You can Immobulus? Any one of us could have blocked that within the second you cast it, if there weren't so many of us." She muttered, jerking his wand out of his hand and waving the wand over the immobile half of her body, I presumed.

"Well..it..well.." Ron stuttered, before Ginny and Harry grabbed each of his arms and dragged him out of the room, the duo yelling at their brother. Everyone else seemed to snap, and they began moving about the room. Looking now, I could see it was really only Harry and Ron's families, and not the rest. So only Harry, Ginny, Albus, James, and Lilly in Harry's, and Ron, Luna, Hugo and Rosie in Ron's, if I had remembered right. The children, including Lily and Henry, I began to remember something

"Granger? Where are your godchildren?" I asked, wondering where Albus and James had disappeared to after the fire. Lily answered that question for me. "They were in the joke shop when the fire started. How they didn't notice was beyond me." She said, shrugging lightly.

"Because I closed the portal off. I didn't want them coming back and getting lost when we were gone." Hermione said, trying to stand up. I stood, and helped her back into her wheelchair. She chuckled, shaking her head. "I didn't need help. I just didn't want to walk. And I only fell because I couldn't move my other foot.." She muttered darkly, glaring at the door.

"So..." Hugo, Ron's son, said awkwardly. "What happened?" He asked. I guess they didn't get the full details from Lily or Hermione. I grinned, as Hermione blushed furiously, her face hidden in a pillow.

"She burned the eggs." I said simply, causing everyone to laugh. Hermione took her pillow, walking and standing next to me, and in a flash, bound me and held the bedpan her dog peed in earlier.

"You wouldn't dare!" "Try me, Lucius." She threatened, calling me by my middle name. Just then, said man and Narcissa strode in like they owned the place. "What in the name of Salazar are you doing to my son?" My father almost whined, holding his wand out like Ron did. She turned to him, and mimicked his walk, stabbing a finger into his chest and hissing something under her breath, making my father go pale, and Narcissa slowly back away. Wow. If 'Mione was angry enough to scare my folks, she was pretty pissed. She nodded, walking back over to me and throwing the dog waste in my hair, and unbound me, quickly running into the bathroom. My eyes widened as I realised what happened. I flew up, running to the bathroom, trying to open the door, to find it locked. I muttered a spell, and opened it, to find it empty. I heard a cackle as Ron's wand was taken from my hands and the door shut. The last thing I saw was Hermione's grinning face.

I thought this chapter should end on a good note. And don't ask me why I flame Ron. I CAN'T STAND HIM! The thought of him being with Hermione is infuriating! Anyways, 'Mione and Draco's outfits are on my profile. I was bored, so I made one. Off to update other stories!

P.S, to anyone who reads VA and HP, thank's for the Violet Eyes reviews! It makes me so happy to see people actually like it!