Disclaimer: I still, tragically, don't own HP or its affiliates

A/N: Drabble 29 - Tue 29th Sept. Yay I caught up! Thankyou Kay for pointing out all my horrid grammar issues.


Golf

'I don't understand.' His statement was met with an exasperated sigh. Harry turned to watch him struggle with the club with a vaguely amused expression.

'It's just a game.'

'But all you do is stand and swing.'

Another sigh followed his complaints before Harry finally responded, 'You said I could pick what we do today.'

'But-'

'It was my turn to pick our date and I want to golf.' With that Harry turned, hit the ball he had struggled over, and then began walking away, never noticing the smirk on his face as he watched Harry leave.