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A/N: Sorry this took me so long to post up. I'm pretty sure you'll like this though! This is Ron POV.
~*~Strange Things Happen To Me~*~
Part 3
Yeah. I was mad. I was even thinking of hiring Harry's godfather, Sirius, to kill that stupid Bulgarian seeker for me. He technically isn't a murderer, but he can use the Avada Kedavra curse without getting into any more trouble. I'd take the blame for it if I had to.
Anything to get rid of him, away from Hermione. *My* Hermione.
It was the morning of the next day, when we were going to start our first term of our 5th year at Hogwarts. Yes, my stomach was growling, yes, I could smell sausages cooking in the kitchens, compliments of the house elves.
But to go down to breakfast and have to face Hermione, Krum, and Fleur was just too much for me to stand. That's why I didn't want to get out of bed.
But the great Harry Potter, the clumsy Neville Longbottom, and the crazy Seamus Finnigan just had to come and bother me, insisting I get out of bed.
"Come on, Ron, it's not that bad…" Seamus pleaded.
"Ron, we'll all get into trouble if you don't come down!" whined Neville.
"Oh, this will really impress Hermione…" Harry said sarcastically.
Then I shot up and looked at Harry strait in the eyes.
"I'm no Bulgarian seeker. I'm no rich boy. My name hasn't been printed in books. My grades stink. I'm not famous for anything. I'm just me. But if there's one thing I know, it's that I can blackmail the lot of you if you won't leave me alone."
Neville's eyes were popping out.
"Well, maybe not Neville, there's not anything else I could do to embarrass him…
"Seamus, my dad works in the ministry. He's told me quite a few stories that have had my brothers rolling on the floor…"
"Okay, okay!" Seamus said all too quickly.
Then I turned to Harry.
"And of course, we have my sister-"
"Alright, alright! I'll shut-up!" Harry said, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
I grinned slightly.
"That's better. Now leave me alone."
Neville shifted uncomfortably.
"Ron, you didn't eat much last night…I can hear your stomach growling. At least come to breakfast. I sure you can sneak back up into Gryffindor common room, pretending that you're sick…"
I sighed heavily. I was really hungry.
"Alright, I'll come. Just…try and block me from Fleur's view, okay?"
~*~
After we got dressed, we went down to breakfast. As we walked, I did my best to hide behind Harry. He didn't say anything, as he's my best friend, but I knew he wanted to tell me that I was taller then he was and I stuck out like a stick.
Hermione sat next to me, and she seemed a little dazed. She looked up and smiled weakly at me, and then looked back down at the table. I frowned.
"Hey…you okay?" I asked quietly.
She shook her head and sighed. Harry looked over and tilted his head slightly, but quietly ignored it. The schedules were being handed out, and, surprisingly, Hermione didn't pick hers up. Harry looked at his, though, and sighed.
"Double Potions with the Slytherins, again…I'm really getting sick of this."
"Hey, Neville! Perhaps we can make your version of and enlargement potion and throw it on Snape's nose!" Seamus said gleefully.
Dean looked sleepy. He looked up at me and waved, then let his head drop into his bowl of porridge.
"What happened to him?" Harry asked.
"Been up all night. Said he was on a secret mission" he shrugged. "He's gone nuts in my opinion."
Professor McGonagall walked over to our table. She seemed a bit excited and hurried at the same time.
"Gryffindors who plan on being on the Quidditch team this year," she announced importantly, "must go to the Quidditch field after breakfast is over. We need to elect a new captain," she said, eyeing Harry, "and we also need to fill in some positions. Thank you all."
An excited murmur filled the air. I was a lot more awake myself. I wanted to be on the team so badly.
"You gonna try for keeper?" Harry whispered.
"You bet I will!" I said, grinning.
End part 3.
Am I staying in character? Is this still any good? Please let me know in feedback! The more feedback I get, the sooner I'll write the next part :)
A/N: Sorry this took me so long to post up. I'm pretty sure you'll like this though! This is Ron POV.
~*~Strange Things Happen To Me~*~
Part 3
Yeah. I was mad. I was even thinking of hiring Harry's godfather, Sirius, to kill that stupid Bulgarian seeker for me. He technically isn't a murderer, but he can use the Avada Kedavra curse without getting into any more trouble. I'd take the blame for it if I had to.
Anything to get rid of him, away from Hermione. *My* Hermione.
It was the morning of the next day, when we were going to start our first term of our 5th year at Hogwarts. Yes, my stomach was growling, yes, I could smell sausages cooking in the kitchens, compliments of the house elves.
But to go down to breakfast and have to face Hermione, Krum, and Fleur was just too much for me to stand. That's why I didn't want to get out of bed.
But the great Harry Potter, the clumsy Neville Longbottom, and the crazy Seamus Finnigan just had to come and bother me, insisting I get out of bed.
"Come on, Ron, it's not that bad…" Seamus pleaded.
"Ron, we'll all get into trouble if you don't come down!" whined Neville.
"Oh, this will really impress Hermione…" Harry said sarcastically.
Then I shot up and looked at Harry strait in the eyes.
"I'm no Bulgarian seeker. I'm no rich boy. My name hasn't been printed in books. My grades stink. I'm not famous for anything. I'm just me. But if there's one thing I know, it's that I can blackmail the lot of you if you won't leave me alone."
Neville's eyes were popping out.
"Well, maybe not Neville, there's not anything else I could do to embarrass him…
"Seamus, my dad works in the ministry. He's told me quite a few stories that have had my brothers rolling on the floor…"
"Okay, okay!" Seamus said all too quickly.
Then I turned to Harry.
"And of course, we have my sister-"
"Alright, alright! I'll shut-up!" Harry said, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
I grinned slightly.
"That's better. Now leave me alone."
Neville shifted uncomfortably.
"Ron, you didn't eat much last night…I can hear your stomach growling. At least come to breakfast. I sure you can sneak back up into Gryffindor common room, pretending that you're sick…"
I sighed heavily. I was really hungry.
"Alright, I'll come. Just…try and block me from Fleur's view, okay?"
~*~
After we got dressed, we went down to breakfast. As we walked, I did my best to hide behind Harry. He didn't say anything, as he's my best friend, but I knew he wanted to tell me that I was taller then he was and I stuck out like a stick.
Hermione sat next to me, and she seemed a little dazed. She looked up and smiled weakly at me, and then looked back down at the table. I frowned.
"Hey…you okay?" I asked quietly.
She shook her head and sighed. Harry looked over and tilted his head slightly, but quietly ignored it. The schedules were being handed out, and, surprisingly, Hermione didn't pick hers up. Harry looked at his, though, and sighed.
"Double Potions with the Slytherins, again…I'm really getting sick of this."
"Hey, Neville! Perhaps we can make your version of and enlargement potion and throw it on Snape's nose!" Seamus said gleefully.
Dean looked sleepy. He looked up at me and waved, then let his head drop into his bowl of porridge.
"What happened to him?" Harry asked.
"Been up all night. Said he was on a secret mission" he shrugged. "He's gone nuts in my opinion."
Professor McGonagall walked over to our table. She seemed a bit excited and hurried at the same time.
"Gryffindors who plan on being on the Quidditch team this year," she announced importantly, "must go to the Quidditch field after breakfast is over. We need to elect a new captain," she said, eyeing Harry, "and we also need to fill in some positions. Thank you all."
An excited murmur filled the air. I was a lot more awake myself. I wanted to be on the team so badly.
"You gonna try for keeper?" Harry whispered.
"You bet I will!" I said, grinning.
End part 3.
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