Shortly after classes resumed, Hermoine noticed Maria sneaking out into the common room at the wee hours of Monday and Sunday nights. She was very curious about this but was to tired to follow.
"But I'm telling you Harry, she leaves the dorm at like midnight, and doesn't return till about 4:00!" Hermoine finally told Harry and Ron.
"Any clue what she is doing?" Ron asked, he seemed extremely concerned.
"No! I haven't the slightest idea. Some nights she comes back to the dorm acting as though she had just won the raffle or whatever that expression is she uses. Other nights she comes back acting as though Hagrid just got fired. It's really confusing, but she didn't go last night or the last week. But she was asking me, Parvati and Lavender what time we were going to bed tonight." She said.
"Maybe we should hide down here and watch what she does tonight?" suggested Harry. Ron and Hermoine agreed.
***
That night, they hid behind the couch at the far wall. As Hermoine predicted around midnight Maria came down the stairs from the Girl's dorm. She was wearing a pair of blue scrub pants and an extremely large jersey. The shirt had a huge number 11 on the front and the word 'PATRIOT' across the top. Under her arm she had a small box, in her hand, her wands. A minute later Isabella came down to join her. She was wearing a similar shirt. Only she wore it as a night shirt cause it was so big. They sat down on the couch that Harry, Ron, and Hermoine were behind. Settling down Indian style, they placed the small box between them. Maria prodding the back with her wand, the front of it came alive. Harry and Hermoine immediately recognized it as a portable TV.
Maria began to turn the knobs until she found what she wanted. They slipped a pair of headphones on each, they soon became deeply engrossed in to show.
Hermoine snuck around to the armrest to Maria's back. She began to stand up when Maria started to shout quietly at the TV.
"Oh ref come on that was so a foul on the packers. Why the hell are you calling a yellow flag on the Pats! Oh no we needed those fifteen yards." Hermoine froze, glancing at Harry and Ron, who were still behind the couch, she started to sink down to the floor again. But at that moment something on the TV made Maria jump, she slammed into Hermoine. The force sent them both to the floor.
Maria got to her feet immediately, staring down at Hermoine, "What are you doing sneaking up on me like that?! You almost gave me heart attack!" cried Maria, leaning down to help Hermoine up. Harry and Ron got up from behind the couch.
On the other side Isabella leaned over and spotted harry and Ron. She smiled evilly at Ron.
"Sorry," replied Hermoine, "You were worrying me when you started to sneak out at night. I told Harry and Ron * she waved towards the two boys now sitting on the couch * they suggested we hide out and spy on you."
"Yup, we just wanted to know what you were up to!" added Ron as the two girls sat down on the couch.
Maria smiled, "You could of just asked! This is the only time we can get a connection. And we can't get the Newspaper from back home either. So we have this magically tweaked TV and we can watch the game!" Isabella rambled.
"What game, do they have Quidditch in the states? Or something like that?" asked Harry very confused.
The sisters, realizing that they had no clue what they were talking about, "No the football game, actually the mother of all football games!" exclaimed Maria.
"The world cup for football?! That's not till spring. Uncle Vernon got himself and Dudley tickets." Harry stated.
"Oh yeah you guys call soccer football. No we mean American football! It's kind of like rugby, but with more pads and more rules." Maria proceeded to explain the rules and the general play of the game to the interested three.
"And this is the Super Bowl! One of the greatest American holidays. We may be witches and this a muggle sport but it's really cool! It the last game of the season. This decides the winner of the year. I am so happy. This year our team made it!" she held out her shirt. "The New England Patriots. Bledsoe's the quarterback. He's really bad but he got sacked in the beginning and was out for most of the season. So that Brady guy was playing. But they pulling such a moronic move cause he healed and their playing him. He's going to cost us the game!" Isabella ranted, They then turned their attention back to the screen.
Every time the referee called something in disfavor of their team, both Maria and Isabella got violently angry. Hermoine, relieved that Maria wasn't in danger, soon retreated to the dorm in fear of the backlash. Harry remained for a little while before going back to bed. But Ron, the person least interested in muggle related things, remained the entire game. He really enjoyed the funny commercials with the frogs for an American beer called Budweiser. Soon the game was finished. The Patriots had lost. Isabella had gone to her dorm around the end of the third quarter.
"Thank you Ron for staying with me," Maria said.
"No it was nothing really, the game was kind of ...umm...cool I Guess" Ron replied sheepishly.
"No, I really miss the Super Bowl parties we used to have at home, it was a tradition. Now maybe we have are own." She answered softly, tucking the TV under her arm and snuggling into his embrace.
"Well, yeah, next year we'll watch it and have food and umm...what was that pop something?" he asked rambling.
"Popcorn, and that sounds great." She snuggled closer to him, resting her head on his shoulder, abandoning the TV and wrapping her arms around his waist. "I really miss America. The clothes, the attitudes. People over here are so literal. No offense or anything."
He wrapped his arm around her waist in turn. "None taken, and maybe you can go back and visit more often. I'll go when every you want. I don't think Harry and Hermoine will come again, but I will." He looked down, she had fallen asleep. Softly, "Maria I love you."
*****
Excluding that night the year resumed it's normal pace/ Quidditch practice started again. The next match was against Ravenclaw.
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Hey guys, sorry about the last few chapters. I know they kind of sucked. But this chapter was just for the fun of Maria and Ron fluff.
More coming soon.
This was the last prewritten chapter minus the last 2. (Grins evilly)
And hey I'm already planning the next edition to the series.
Yes I'm going to make it a series.
Here's a quick spoiler.
For the second one....
If you don't want to read it I sugesst you scroll right to the bottom and review NOW!!!
5
4
3
2
1
***
In the common room...7th year... after christmas...
Harry and Hermoine sat in each other's arms as they watched Ron and Mari fight over something.... Again.
"God, why do you have to be so moody about stuff." Ron shouted at her.
"Ron can you be this dense, I've been sick every morning since that day. I've been getting fat as you so nicely pointed out last night!" Maria replied icily.
Ron, dense as ever, "Hey all I said was that you were hard to lift!"
"Ron you moron, I'm not fat I'm Pregnant!"
***
That it I leaving it at that.
(Snickers to her self.)
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Ok thank y'all
Love ya
Maria
"But I'm telling you Harry, she leaves the dorm at like midnight, and doesn't return till about 4:00!" Hermoine finally told Harry and Ron.
"Any clue what she is doing?" Ron asked, he seemed extremely concerned.
"No! I haven't the slightest idea. Some nights she comes back to the dorm acting as though she had just won the raffle or whatever that expression is she uses. Other nights she comes back acting as though Hagrid just got fired. It's really confusing, but she didn't go last night or the last week. But she was asking me, Parvati and Lavender what time we were going to bed tonight." She said.
"Maybe we should hide down here and watch what she does tonight?" suggested Harry. Ron and Hermoine agreed.
***
That night, they hid behind the couch at the far wall. As Hermoine predicted around midnight Maria came down the stairs from the Girl's dorm. She was wearing a pair of blue scrub pants and an extremely large jersey. The shirt had a huge number 11 on the front and the word 'PATRIOT' across the top. Under her arm she had a small box, in her hand, her wands. A minute later Isabella came down to join her. She was wearing a similar shirt. Only she wore it as a night shirt cause it was so big. They sat down on the couch that Harry, Ron, and Hermoine were behind. Settling down Indian style, they placed the small box between them. Maria prodding the back with her wand, the front of it came alive. Harry and Hermoine immediately recognized it as a portable TV.
Maria began to turn the knobs until she found what she wanted. They slipped a pair of headphones on each, they soon became deeply engrossed in to show.
Hermoine snuck around to the armrest to Maria's back. She began to stand up when Maria started to shout quietly at the TV.
"Oh ref come on that was so a foul on the packers. Why the hell are you calling a yellow flag on the Pats! Oh no we needed those fifteen yards." Hermoine froze, glancing at Harry and Ron, who were still behind the couch, she started to sink down to the floor again. But at that moment something on the TV made Maria jump, she slammed into Hermoine. The force sent them both to the floor.
Maria got to her feet immediately, staring down at Hermoine, "What are you doing sneaking up on me like that?! You almost gave me heart attack!" cried Maria, leaning down to help Hermoine up. Harry and Ron got up from behind the couch.
On the other side Isabella leaned over and spotted harry and Ron. She smiled evilly at Ron.
"Sorry," replied Hermoine, "You were worrying me when you started to sneak out at night. I told Harry and Ron * she waved towards the two boys now sitting on the couch * they suggested we hide out and spy on you."
"Yup, we just wanted to know what you were up to!" added Ron as the two girls sat down on the couch.
Maria smiled, "You could of just asked! This is the only time we can get a connection. And we can't get the Newspaper from back home either. So we have this magically tweaked TV and we can watch the game!" Isabella rambled.
"What game, do they have Quidditch in the states? Or something like that?" asked Harry very confused.
The sisters, realizing that they had no clue what they were talking about, "No the football game, actually the mother of all football games!" exclaimed Maria.
"The world cup for football?! That's not till spring. Uncle Vernon got himself and Dudley tickets." Harry stated.
"Oh yeah you guys call soccer football. No we mean American football! It's kind of like rugby, but with more pads and more rules." Maria proceeded to explain the rules and the general play of the game to the interested three.
"And this is the Super Bowl! One of the greatest American holidays. We may be witches and this a muggle sport but it's really cool! It the last game of the season. This decides the winner of the year. I am so happy. This year our team made it!" she held out her shirt. "The New England Patriots. Bledsoe's the quarterback. He's really bad but he got sacked in the beginning and was out for most of the season. So that Brady guy was playing. But they pulling such a moronic move cause he healed and their playing him. He's going to cost us the game!" Isabella ranted, They then turned their attention back to the screen.
Every time the referee called something in disfavor of their team, both Maria and Isabella got violently angry. Hermoine, relieved that Maria wasn't in danger, soon retreated to the dorm in fear of the backlash. Harry remained for a little while before going back to bed. But Ron, the person least interested in muggle related things, remained the entire game. He really enjoyed the funny commercials with the frogs for an American beer called Budweiser. Soon the game was finished. The Patriots had lost. Isabella had gone to her dorm around the end of the third quarter.
"Thank you Ron for staying with me," Maria said.
"No it was nothing really, the game was kind of ...umm...cool I Guess" Ron replied sheepishly.
"No, I really miss the Super Bowl parties we used to have at home, it was a tradition. Now maybe we have are own." She answered softly, tucking the TV under her arm and snuggling into his embrace.
"Well, yeah, next year we'll watch it and have food and umm...what was that pop something?" he asked rambling.
"Popcorn, and that sounds great." She snuggled closer to him, resting her head on his shoulder, abandoning the TV and wrapping her arms around his waist. "I really miss America. The clothes, the attitudes. People over here are so literal. No offense or anything."
He wrapped his arm around her waist in turn. "None taken, and maybe you can go back and visit more often. I'll go when every you want. I don't think Harry and Hermoine will come again, but I will." He looked down, she had fallen asleep. Softly, "Maria I love you."
*****
Excluding that night the year resumed it's normal pace/ Quidditch practice started again. The next match was against Ravenclaw.
******************************************************************
Hey guys, sorry about the last few chapters. I know they kind of sucked. But this chapter was just for the fun of Maria and Ron fluff.
More coming soon.
This was the last prewritten chapter minus the last 2. (Grins evilly)
And hey I'm already planning the next edition to the series.
Yes I'm going to make it a series.
Here's a quick spoiler.
For the second one....
If you don't want to read it I sugesst you scroll right to the bottom and review NOW!!!
5
4
3
2
1
***
In the common room...7th year... after christmas...
Harry and Hermoine sat in each other's arms as they watched Ron and Mari fight over something.... Again.
"God, why do you have to be so moody about stuff." Ron shouted at her.
"Ron can you be this dense, I've been sick every morning since that day. I've been getting fat as you so nicely pointed out last night!" Maria replied icily.
Ron, dense as ever, "Hey all I said was that you were hard to lift!"
"Ron you moron, I'm not fat I'm Pregnant!"
***
That it I leaving it at that.
(Snickers to her self.)
1
2
3
4
5
Ok thank y'all
Love ya
Maria