Mohawks
Rose's little feet pattered passed Ron as Hermione followed. Rose was tracking mud through the house and Hermione was trying desperately to stop her.
Rose, who not only inherited Ron's appetite, also got his clumsiness. Rose had knocked over a pot Hermione had just watered and was splattered from head to toe in mud. They were able to magic some of it off, but most of it was stubborn.
Hermione rounded the corner in pursue of Rose. Ron stuck his arm out in time to catch the giggling baby around he middle. He swung her up in the air and Hermione stopped in front of him, sighing in relive. Rose giggled like mad.
"Thanks Ron. Now I can give her a bath." Hermione said. She smiled at Ron and then removed struggling Rose from his arms. She laughed at her mother. Then, Hermione marched off to the bathroom.
Ron trucked out in the yard, pulling Gnomes out of the garden. There weren't as many as the Burrow, but they were still a nuisance. He was half way done when he heard a splash, a screech, and wild laughter coming from the bathroom's open window. Smiling to himself, he returned to the house and washed his muddy hands before following the sound of the giggling. The sight he saw made him join his daughter's laughing.
Hermione was sitting sprawl legged on the floor, hair plastered to her head and dripping with foaming water. She blew a sopping wet strand of hair from her face with an annoyed breath. Ron snorted, trying to stop his laughter. Hermione looked up at him, smirked, and waved her wand.
Ron felt his hair stand on end. It twisted together. Spikes protruded from his scalp. Reaching up, a Mohawk poked his fingers.
Rose watched the whole transformation with an awed expression on he tiny face. We Ron turned back to Hermione with a surprised grin, Rose burst into giggles. Hermione raised her wand again and Rose's soapy auburn curls formed into spikes as well. She shrieked in joy, clapping her dimpled hands.
"Come on, Hermione. Don't be the odd one out." Ron smiled, prodding his wand at her threateningly.
"No, Ron, no, no!" She giggled, but it was too late. With a swish, Hermione's fluffy brown hair spiraled into a Mohawk like the rest. She gasped, then looked back at Ron and gave him an You're-Lucky-I-Love-You smile.
I don't know why, but I'm obsessed with funny Rose stories. I'm going to try to do some more with Ron and Hermione being in school. Also, I know this chapter is pretty childish. I love writing them humorous after the seriousness of Deathly Hallows. Thanks so much for reviewing, I love constructive criticism, and guess what! I'm going to Universal tomorrow! WWOHP here I come!
Mchef90: I know. It just goes to show that they are such awesome actors, the people who casted them didn't even mind their differences. Thanks for reviewing.
Nick55: Thanks. I wish I could update, but I can't for a few days. I'm going to Universal! :)
stay next to me: :) I'm glad I was the one you broke your Smiley-Face record on.
Romioneluver567: I know! I love writing stories about her. By the way, I like your name. It's a cool mash up.
Applemysteries: I love how she's a lot like Ron. It makes her cuter. Thanks for reviewing again! :)
