"I'll bet you a galleon you won't."
A/N: It's short and a bit funny. I felt like writing it, so please be nice. :-)
"I'll bet you a galleon you won't." There Hermione stood, her face crimson with anger, holding Harry's term paper menacingly over the fire. The flames had already seared one corner completely and Hermione looked as if she was ready to burn much more. And there Harry stood, testing if she'd actually go through with it.
"Do you?" she murmured, raising one eyebrow and dipping another corner into the flames. "Do you think that you could get away with MUTILATING my copy of "Hogwarts, A History" without consequence? Well, you are wrong Mr. Potter, very wrong." She clenched her teeth and gave him a piercing stare.
"Oh, c'mon Herm!" he reasoned, jerking her arm from the fire. "I only brought it to Hagrid's hut to show him that chapter on dragons. I can't help it if Fang thought it was some kind of snack."
She yawned, pretending to be weary of his story. "So I suppose you won't mind if this fire here has a little snack." Gracefully, she let the paper slip from her hands and into the flames.
Harry stood, gaping wide-eyed as the fire chewed up all that was left of the History of Magic report. Once it had completely disintigrated, he did something Hermione hardly had expected him to. He laughed. "What's so funny?" she demanded, eyeing him angrily.
"Oh, nothing," he murmured, stepping from the common room. "But you might like to know that that wasn't my paper." She gave him an uneasy stare. "It was yours."
A/N: It's short and a bit funny. I felt like writing it, so please be nice. :-)
"I'll bet you a galleon you won't." There Hermione stood, her face crimson with anger, holding Harry's term paper menacingly over the fire. The flames had already seared one corner completely and Hermione looked as if she was ready to burn much more. And there Harry stood, testing if she'd actually go through with it.
"Do you?" she murmured, raising one eyebrow and dipping another corner into the flames. "Do you think that you could get away with MUTILATING my copy of "Hogwarts, A History" without consequence? Well, you are wrong Mr. Potter, very wrong." She clenched her teeth and gave him a piercing stare.
"Oh, c'mon Herm!" he reasoned, jerking her arm from the fire. "I only brought it to Hagrid's hut to show him that chapter on dragons. I can't help it if Fang thought it was some kind of snack."
She yawned, pretending to be weary of his story. "So I suppose you won't mind if this fire here has a little snack." Gracefully, she let the paper slip from her hands and into the flames.
Harry stood, gaping wide-eyed as the fire chewed up all that was left of the History of Magic report. Once it had completely disintigrated, he did something Hermione hardly had expected him to. He laughed. "What's so funny?" she demanded, eyeing him angrily.
"Oh, nothing," he murmured, stepping from the common room. "But you might like to know that that wasn't my paper." She gave him an uneasy stare. "It was yours."