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Written for: The As Much As You Can Challenge, The If You Dare Continued Challenge, The Favourite Character Boot Camp Challenge, Werewolves One's Big Prompt Challenge, The Favourite Era Boot Camp Challenge, The None Human Boot Camp Challenge, The Book Quote Boot Camp Challenge, The Song Boot Camp Challenge, The Movie Quote Boot Camp Challenge, The TV Quote Boot Camp Challenge, The Anime and Manga Quote Boot Camp Challenge, the Disney-A-Thon Challenge, the If You Dare Continued Challenge, The Chocolate Frog Challenge, the Potter-mon Challenge.
Prompt: Write about Harry Potter, Write a Bane/CentaurHarry pairing, Write in the Golden Trio Era, Crazy, The True You, Romantic, Thud, It's the job that's never started as takes longest to finish. – The Lord of the Rings., Mione, Play it, Sam. Play 'As Time Goes By.' (Casablanca, 1942), "I'm your Jew?! Your Jew!? How would you like it if I called you my boy?" "I AM your boy!" – Law & Order: Special Victims Unit, "A man who inflicts suffering cannot rest. His guilty mind won't allow it. But today I can finally close my eyes to the living nightmare and lay down, knowing that I won't wake again." – Scar, Fullmetal Alchemist, Write about insanity, Underage consensual, Chameleons, Romance Genre, between 500 and 2,000 words, Minerva McGonagall/Ronald Weasley, Scabber's has to play an important role.
A Shocking Surprise
"What am I going to do?" Ron asked with a low moan as he made sure to keep a tight hold on Scabbers. "I cannot believe this, how did Scabbers manage to chew up everyone's homework?"
"By escaping like Trevor and getting into Professor McGonagall's classroom though a crack in the wall," Harry stated as he trotted besides Ron, his hand was linked with his mates. "Maybe you can tell her that you are crazy? That the true you is really as mad as Bellatrix and you can prove it by showing your romantic intentions towards Scabbers?"
"Not funny mate," Ron said with a groan only to give Bane a sheepish look as the Centaur gave him a sharp glare. "Sorry Bane, I did not mean it that way. We both know that Harry is yours. Your Harry."
"Of course I am Bane's and Bane is mine," Harry said happily with a large smile making Bane's anger disappear in less than a second. "But at least you can have comfort in the thought that you have started to sort all of this out with Professor McGonagall...after all the job that is never started is always the one that takes the longest to complete."
"True, did you get that off of 'Mione?" Ron asked slyly only to be distracted by a madly wiggling Scabbers. "Stay still Scabbers, stay still."
"Maybe if you promise to save up and by one of those special thud brand cages for Scabbers she will forgive you?" Harry suggested thoughtfully, only to miss the hopeful expression on his friends face. "Or she might say that as time goes by you will forget and it will take you ages to do as you never started it and..."
Bane gave the young human a pointed look. "Maybe the Professor is doing this to make you feel guilty so tonight when you finally close your eyes you will know what you have done wrong and you will know your punishment."
"Maybe I should of just asked mum to get me several pet chameleons instead of Scabbers," Ron said angrily as he glared at his wiggling rat. "Maybe I should just send Scabber's home to mum and dad, I do not know what has gotten into him lately but Scabbers has been nothing but trouble!"
"Even though my mate's and my words were a bit...blunt maybe they have some truth in them?" Harry suggested kindly as he used his horse tail to his advantage to get rid of an irritating itch. "At least Professor McGonagall did not make you wait for a few days."
"True," Ron said with a heavy sigh only to groan in horror as he spotted Professor McGonagall's classroom door. "Wish me good luck guys, with Professor McGonagall as a cat animagus I think that there is a high chance that when I come out Scabber's won' be with me."
"It might not be that bad," Harry offered as Ron took several nervous steps forwards towards the classroom door allowing Harry to move and press himself up against his beloved mate. "After all we have all talked about a lot of maybe's. What if our 'maybes' has just gotten a bit out of control?"
"Well...we will soon see," Ron replied as he looked over his shoulder at his best friend and his mate before gulping nervously and turning back to the classroom door. "Well...here goes nothing."
Taking a deep breath Ron pushed the classroom door open only to frown when he was met with nothing but pitch blackness. Without thinking Ron took a few steps into the classroom only to let out a startled yelp as the door suddenly shut behind him on its own accord without anything or anyone acting as a reason as to why it closed. It was only thanks to Scabbers that Ron managed to keep his brains about him.
"Hello?" Ron called out into the darkness only to freeze once again as the classroom lights suddenly filled the classroom only to grant Ron with a shocking sight. "Bloody hell! Your sexy as hell Professor!"
Minerva McGonagall gave her student a knowing smirk as she leaned backwards onto her desk, giving the red head full view of her clothes. A sexy red and black lacy outfit with a pair of high heel leather boots. Her smirk grew as she watched her student gulp and his face turn bright neon red.
"I decided that now with the excuses of your naughty pet rat was the perfect time to tell you just how I feel about you," Minerva said with a sexy wink as her eyes trailed down Ron's young body. "What I want to know from you is...do you return my obvious feelings to you?"
"Yes! Yes!" Ron shouted out as his young body reacted, without realising it his grip loosened allowing Scabber's to escape his grasp. "I want you too! Harry can keep his horse lover, I want my feline lover!"
Minerva gave Ron an approving look before kissing into her hand and blowing the 'kiss' towards Ron. "Good choice my big boy, now get yourself over here so the fun can start."
End of Drabble.
