Spaceships and Wafflehearts

by adoubletn


Author's Note: This fic is dedicated to my brother, Tiberius Julius Caesar Augustus the third, second emperor of Rome. I waffle him and his spaceships, and all my guy friends' in ability to say i love you. =] the characters belong to Ms. Rowling, but the spaceship thing is Tiberius Julius Caesar Augustus the third, second emperor of Rome's.

ps: so for everyone out there who doesn't get it, spaceships are my brother's variation on hearts. cause he's obviously a guy (duh) and he's a huge Star Craft fan. But anyways, to make one, make the normal heart and then stretch your thumbs down as far as you can. It should kind of look like a rocket. =] hehe.

pps: and this is a waffleheart: #3

But anyways, enjoy the fic, and thanks to my brother and my sis emmy for beta-ing.


"Spaceship!"

"Waffleheart!"

"Spaceship!"

"Waffleheart!"

"Spaceship!"

"Waffleheart!"

"Spaceship!"

"okay."

"Spa-hey, wait, did you just say okay?"

"Yes. I did."

"Since when does Hermione ever back down?"

"Since she found an explination for spaceship hearts!"

"Wanna tell me?"

"mmmm…fine. But first…you have to catch me!"

Harry chased his best friend and soul sister, Hermione, around the whole school until she finally plopped down in the middle of the entrance hall, too tired to move any more. Harry sat down in front of her, waiting for her to catcher her breath and sit up as he untied her neatly tied shoes and tied the laces together.

She finally sat up five minutes later. She saw her shoes and sighed. "Okay, Harry. But after this, you're retying my shoes. Correctly."

Harry smiled. "Fine little one…just talk."

Hermione laughingly glared at him but launched into her explanation the next second.

"Sooo, Harry, when your spaceship hits your heart, it explodes, and the love inside it scatters out and spreads apart, but it doesn't break. Some love goes into your heart and fills it and the heart of the person that you spaceship-ed to, and then the rest of it spreads out over the whole room, because love is like a gas. It expands to fill the space it occupies, so your love spreads out all over. Soo…yeah."

Harry smiled and rolled his eyes as he was reminded of how she had introduced herself when they'd met in a rush like this one too. The smile stayed on his face as he re-tied his sister's shoes. Correctly, as she had reminded him. A second after Harry was done, Ginny walked by. Hermione popped up and then walked over to her friend. As they talked and walked all the way into the Great Hall, Harry made one more spaceship to their retreating backs before he too stood up and then ran to join Ron on his way out to the Quidditch pitch.


I hope you enjoyed it, please review!

criticism is appreciated.

I won't bit your head off if you say you hate it.

=]

xoxadoubletn