The Golden Snitch, World Sight Day - Talking to friends face to face rather than on phone: Write about a character using Facebook or another social network.

School, House: Beauxbatons, Melusine

Summary: The Weasleys have learned how to use Facebook; Ginny is not impressed.

"Hermione! Hermione, we need to talk. Now!" Ginny demanded as she dragged Hermione away from Ron's hug. "I don't think you two have the right to cuddle while I can't."

"What do you mean?" Ron frowned. "Has Harry done something? He does know not to make you suffer or —"

"Yes, well, that's precisely what I'm talking about!" Ginny huffed. "Hermione!" She repeated as the other girl's lips were brushing against Ron's again.

"Sorry, Ginny!" Hermione had the decency to look embarrassed.

"Honestly, sometimes it's disgusting to see how you two love each other."

"Oh, please, as if you and Harry —" Hermione started.

"Yeah, Harry. You were the one to teach my father and my other brothers how to use Facebook, right?"

"Well, yes. Is something the matter?"

"Actually, yes. They've been harassing my boyfriend since then, threatening him."

Ron and Hermione laughed.

Ginny glared at them, unhappy. "This is not fun. I can't chat my boyfriend or post any picture of the two of us without them commenting."

Another muffled laugh escaped Ron and Hermione.

"Ginny, don't worry. I'm sure it's just that it's a new thing to them, but it'll pass eventually."

"Now, if you excuse us —"

"Oh no, you're not out of trouble yet — neither of you," she added as Ron tried to sneak away.

"Ginny, I'm innocent, I swear," Ron grinned. "I never even knew Facebook existed —"

From Ginny's disbelieving look, it was clear she didn't believe him.

"I swear. Oh, come on," he said at last. "Do you really think I'd ever come close to some book — face or not — willingly."

"RONALD WEASLEY!" Hermione tried her best to look outraged. "I can't believe you faced Voldemort and his Death Eater and were willing to die when you were 11, but you won't deal with your little sister."

"Sorry, Hermione. Even Slughorn was impressed by her, so... yeah."

"You're hopeless, Ron. Isn't he, Hermione?"

"Thank you, Ginny. Ladies," he bowed, "see you later!" And he left them, knowing they would be too busy talking about how bad he was to forget everything about Facebook.

He hadn't though, and he just felt all of this would be a fun post.

Foreseeing all the many likes he'd get, he headed towards his room, satisfied.