[a/n]Warning Potty-mouth Harry
Harry Does Different CDXa
Ron's Little Sister
In the weeks since the great Gryffindor victory over Slytherin, there was a rare situation in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The frequently moody Harry Potter was absolutely giddy with happiness. He didn't need firewhiskey. Just getting out of bed was a joy. Not even confronting his least favorite professor in DADA could dampen his mood. The cause? His girlfriend of course.
"You really shouldn't be so vociferous, Ronald." Hermione complained for what seemed, to her, the fiftieth time "After all, doesn't Harry deserve a bit of happiness?"
Just coming into the Common Room, Harry paused when he heard his name to listen in.
Ron paused as he reached for a rook "Not the point, Mione. He's my friend and all. But seriously, what can he see in her? She's just a little girl."
"There's barely a year's difference between their ages." Her bushy hair bounced as she shook her head.
The only other occupants of the room were an uninterested pair of Second Years
Ears showing coloring he retorted "Same as that smarmy git Thomas."
"Right." She argued sarcastically "Seems Dean only became a smarmy git on the Express in September. And in point of fact, he is precisely 388 days older than Ginny."
Ron went back to his first complaint "What can he see in her?"
"Maybe it's her hot lips." Harry sauntered in and flopped down in a not-too-close leather armchair.
Hermione was still focused "Ronald, you really should - -" Her other friend's entry, and remark, stunned her "Wh-what? I buh-beg your pardon."
"I saaaid." He drawled out deliberately and repeated "Hot lips. They almost burn when we snog. Of course, it could be her ass that I like. Quidditch does that for girls. Like Fred and George used to say about Angelina and Alicia. Looking back I can sure understand."
Ron flushed, probably halfway down his body, he growled "That's no way to talk of my sister!"
"Really? Different than what you been saying about Lav-Lav?" quipped Harry, his wand was in his hand "Now, admitted, I haven't SEEN Ginny's tits yet, but even if they're not as big they feel PRETTY GOOD!"
The chessboard between them went flying and Hermione gasped as Ron erupted from his spot and charged. Before he could even get halfway across the Common Room, he was tightly wrapped in ropes.
"Harry!" exclaimed Hermione "Why on Earth would you antagonize him like that."
After making a show of twirling and pocketing his wand, he replied "Not entirely my idea." He walked over to his struggling friend and looked down "Ginny was annoyed by your comments. Just like now. Insisted I do something. Left it up to me. Interesting thing is she called Dean a wimp for NOT doing something. Night mate."
