Author's Note: I'm sorry it has taken so long for me to write on this story, but I have heaps of new and ongoing projects on FF and at home. Thank you my readers, and this is for you.
I have a Sirius problem, I tried to buy shares in Harry Potter, but I failed, and so sadly I do not own Harry Potter, nor do I make any profit from Harry Potter.
It was the morning after Sirius Black had escaped from the clutches of the Dementors of Azkaban (with the help of Ron's two best friends; Harry Potter and Hermione Granger) on a Hippogriff christened Buckbeak, who just so happened to be sentenced to death. Ronald Weasley was sitting in a bed in the Hospital Wing. The Golden Trio were asleep, and so was everyone else in the Hospital Wing of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Ron was dreaming in his sleep, it was a very happy dream. He was in the Great Hall alone, the four house tables were there, except that they all had Gryffindor hangings above them. The tables were covered in plates with piles of bacon on each one, he dug in and loved every moment of it, and then while he was eating, something strange happened. All the professors entered the Great Hall dancing, in giant bacon costumes, even Snape. The next minute Hermione ran into the Great Hall, stating random facts about bacon. He leapt up and kissed her, and all of the teachers burst into applause and wolf whistling.
The dream started to turn into blackness, and Ron woke up from his dream. It took him a full five minutes to remember where he was, why he was there and why his leg hurt so much. He wondered why he had kissed Hermione and why he had liked it so much, however his thoughts were interrupted by Hermione waking up. Ron and Hermione had a discussion (in loud whispers) about what they could do with the time-turner.
When Harry finally woke up Ron had a question that he could not hold in for any longer "Hey Harry, What would roast rat taste like?" Harry just looked at his best mate with a dumbfounded, strange and indescribable look on his face.
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P.S. Sorry it was so short
