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I never thought I would say this, but...
That's DISGUSTING.
Harry, Ginny and Ron were standing in the far corner of Honeydukes. Ginny had a planned a complicated scene, involving Ron standing pathetically alone near Hermione, thus causing Hermione to feel bad and dump Seamus immediately and to snog Ron senseless. But the random attack of Seamus had shocked them all that now they stood in a line, mouths open and candy forgotten on the floor.
"Ew." Ginny said.
"Is she ENJOYING that?" Harry asked.
"I certainly hope not."
"Do you think we look like that to others when..."
Ron cut in. "Stop, just stop. Don't even go there. I don't want to know."
Finally, the suction was broken. Ginny took a deep breath and turned to the boys.
"This calls for more drastic measures. You two stay here. I'm going to go and...TELL HERMIONE OFF."
"No!"
"Ginny, you can't!"
"You'll never make it out alive!"
"I won't let you!"
"She'll KILL you."
"You have no idea what she can be like..."
"You..."
"Ginny..."
"STOP!" she yelled. Both mouths shut simultaneously. "I'll have more success than you will. I'm a girl. I know how to handle this. There are ways to go about this without getting her to go defensive. You boys don't understand how, that's all." Ginny turned and strode off. By the time they absorbed and reacted to the insult, she was gone.
Harry sighed. "She's fantastic, isn't she?"
"You're insane."
"You've admitted to liking Hermione."
"Point taken."
"You also just took a point without arguing. The world is going to implode in a few seconds."
You took a point.
He was right.
That has NOTHING to do with it! You do not take a point calmly like that! It just doesn't work that way.
It won't happen again.
It had better not.
"How do you do it?"
Harry looked up. "Do what?"
"Get along with a girl. Survive from day to day without her getting mad at you."
"I don't know. It's just you're so happy, and-"
"Shut up, Harry. That's not what I mean. I want a guide for how to get along with a girl."
He got an oddly focused expression. "I honestly don't know. They're weird, you see. They hold grudges, and they tend to overreact about some things. But then some things they ignore entirely. It's something you...I don't know. You have to learn how to deal with them. See, Ginny and I get along well normally. We don't fight much, so it was painless to learn her moods. You and Hermione fight so much...I don't know if that'll ever change. I mean, do you want it to?"
"Stop it. You're sounding like Ginny."
"Sorry."
Pause.
"But what do you mean?"
"I mean it's part of your friendship, the fighting. You take out little things on each other. It means that you get along even better when you're not fighting."
"Oh."
Harry grinned. "You have no idea what I mean, do you?"
"Of course I got it."
"Don't worry about it. You and Hermione are fine just the way you are. It'll work out in the end. I hope."
"Yeah. Okay."
Did you understand ANY of that?
No. You?
Nope.
A/N: R/R, please! I all but worship all of my reviewers. I'm not exaggerating.
I never thought I would say this, but...
That's DISGUSTING.
Harry, Ginny and Ron were standing in the far corner of Honeydukes. Ginny had a planned a complicated scene, involving Ron standing pathetically alone near Hermione, thus causing Hermione to feel bad and dump Seamus immediately and to snog Ron senseless. But the random attack of Seamus had shocked them all that now they stood in a line, mouths open and candy forgotten on the floor.
"Ew." Ginny said.
"Is she ENJOYING that?" Harry asked.
"I certainly hope not."
"Do you think we look like that to others when..."
Ron cut in. "Stop, just stop. Don't even go there. I don't want to know."
Finally, the suction was broken. Ginny took a deep breath and turned to the boys.
"This calls for more drastic measures. You two stay here. I'm going to go and...TELL HERMIONE OFF."
"No!"
"Ginny, you can't!"
"You'll never make it out alive!"
"I won't let you!"
"She'll KILL you."
"You have no idea what she can be like..."
"You..."
"Ginny..."
"STOP!" she yelled. Both mouths shut simultaneously. "I'll have more success than you will. I'm a girl. I know how to handle this. There are ways to go about this without getting her to go defensive. You boys don't understand how, that's all." Ginny turned and strode off. By the time they absorbed and reacted to the insult, she was gone.
Harry sighed. "She's fantastic, isn't she?"
"You're insane."
"You've admitted to liking Hermione."
"Point taken."
"You also just took a point without arguing. The world is going to implode in a few seconds."
You took a point.
He was right.
That has NOTHING to do with it! You do not take a point calmly like that! It just doesn't work that way.
It won't happen again.
It had better not.
"How do you do it?"
Harry looked up. "Do what?"
"Get along with a girl. Survive from day to day without her getting mad at you."
"I don't know. It's just you're so happy, and-"
"Shut up, Harry. That's not what I mean. I want a guide for how to get along with a girl."
He got an oddly focused expression. "I honestly don't know. They're weird, you see. They hold grudges, and they tend to overreact about some things. But then some things they ignore entirely. It's something you...I don't know. You have to learn how to deal with them. See, Ginny and I get along well normally. We don't fight much, so it was painless to learn her moods. You and Hermione fight so much...I don't know if that'll ever change. I mean, do you want it to?"
"Stop it. You're sounding like Ginny."
"Sorry."
Pause.
"But what do you mean?"
"I mean it's part of your friendship, the fighting. You take out little things on each other. It means that you get along even better when you're not fighting."
"Oh."
Harry grinned. "You have no idea what I mean, do you?"
"Of course I got it."
"Don't worry about it. You and Hermione are fine just the way you are. It'll work out in the end. I hope."
"Yeah. Okay."
Did you understand ANY of that?
No. You?
Nope.
A/N: R/R, please! I all but worship all of my reviewers. I'm not exaggerating.
