I am really sorry that this chapter is so short. And I am sorry that it
took me so long to get my rear into gear and get it written. I have been
supper doper busy studying and stuff.
This chapter isn't as funny as the others, but it just sort of fills in a bit of the back story of what years 5-7 at Hogwarts was like for Harry, Ron and Hermione.
I am thinking of throwing Ginny and Harry into one of the next chapters (probably not as a couple though, I have a theory on them that kind of throws me off G/H fics.Draco Ginny forever. I might throw Draco in to) Tell me if you want them in there, or any other characters that you want in there, your wish is my command. (just forewarning, if you suggest Snape, I may not comply, I don't exactly like him. But if enough of you say Snape, then you will get Snape.
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"You are so full of surprises" Hermione exclaimed as she flopped down on the lounge chair. Ron held up his hand and told her to shush.
"What is this crap?" Hermione asked, indicating to the television show that he was watching.
"It is an American soap opera, now will you constipate your verbal diarrhea, I have to see this bit." Ron told her. Hermione sat quietly as the bottle blonde on the screen bitch slapped the middle aged woman who had stolen her husband.
Ron sat captivated as the story progressed, it turned out that the blonde "Summer" had slapped her mother "Riley" for stealing her husband "Blake". But it turns out that Riley was doing Summer a favor, because the cliffhanger of the episode was that Blake was secretly gay, having an affair with Summers brother "Hunter"
"Wasn't that an excellent episode, I mean, who would have guessed, Blake and Hunter?" Ron said seriously, standing and moving to the kitchen.
"Please tell me you do not seriously watch that crap!" Hermione exclaimed, standing and following him out of the room.
"I do watch it, it is a very good show" Ron replied, and then dug around in the fridge. "What are we going to have for dinner. Pizza or Chinese"
"Neither, I am going to cook" Hermione told him.
"Oh no you are not, that is considered work" Ron replied, picking up his mobile phone from the dining room table. ("What, I have connections who are Muggles" he told her when Hermione had asked.)
"Then what is going to be considered work? I can't live off of greasy boxed food for the next month." Hermione told him.
"Well, I don't know, we both have different ideas of what working is.I mean, cleaning, I consider that the hardest work of all, where you."
"If it has to be done, it has to be done, and if it has to be done then I don't consider it work" Hermione told him. Ron took a few seconds to register what she had said.
"Do you think before you open your mouth, for a smart woman that made absolutely no sense" He told her.
"It did so make sense" She replied.
"I am pretty sure that you had at least one grammatical error in that Sentence Mione. You are the minister for education, I expected better" Ron replied in a mocking tone, sounding very much like his mother. .
Hermione paused and looked at Ron. It had been years since he had called her Mione. She never liked being called Mione, but Ron and Harry had always known they could get away with it as a term of endearment. They had started it in their fifth year, and back then it was a joke.
At the time, she was still dating Viktor Krum, and he still couldn't say her name right. She was getting sick of being called "Her-mo-ninny", so she had told him to just call her "Mione" (He couldn't even say that, he would call her "My-own-ee")
So when Viktor sent her a letter addressed to "Mione" (at least he could spell it properly) the boys were never going to let her live it down. They would call her Mione, almost as an insult. But in some ways, Hermione didn't mind, she could tell they were only joking.
But when Hermione broke up with Viktor, they stopped jokingly calling her Mione, and started calling her that for real. It seemed much more intimate for their close friendship, and it also was a lot easier to say than Hermione.
But after graduation, it had slipped back to Hermione, and the boys wouldn't call her anything other than that. Her professionalism while she finished her further learning course, and then got her job, discouraged the boys from calling her Mione.
"Mione, what's up, I asked you something.are you ok?" Ron asked, snapping Hermione back into the present.
"Yeah, I am fine, just, no one has called me Mione in years" Hermione told him.
"Oh, you don't want me to?" He asked.
"No, you can call Mione if you want, I really like it." She smiled sincerely.
"Any way, I said, isn't it hypocritical for you to be making basic education errors?" He smiled at her, brushing his red hair out of his eyes.
"There was nothing wrong with the sentence Weasley, get over it." She laughed.
Ron had missed this, the bickering and silly little fights that he used to have on a daily basis. He used to love play fighting with Hermione like this, he used to even anticipate it, starting petty little arguments with her.
They had not really had a serious fight with Hermione since their third year when he had accused Crookshanks of killing Scabbers. (No in some cases, he wished that the god awful cat had killed the disgusting and pitiful Wormtail.)
They had their daily arguments through the rest of their Hogwarts days,. But it was never more serious than some silly school thing.
"Hey, earth to Ron, come in Ron!" Hermione exclaimed, waving her hand in front of his face.
"Sorry Mione, what?"
"I said, what about reading, to you consider reading as work?" She asked. Ron looked at her. He could tell by the tone in her voice that she didn't want him to take away her reading privileges.
"No, I guess reading can be very relaxing" Ron smiled. He was going to be harsh on her for the next month, but there is not way that she would take books away from Hermione, that would push him over the border from helpful friend to heartless dickhead.
"Thank you" She smiled.
"But, would you agree to letting me approve the books. I am ok with you reading, but I don't want you learning" He told her.
"Ok"
Ron's digital watch beeped, and he squealed (quite girlishly)
"Oh, Hermione, come on, Passions is on!!!!" He exclaimed. "This one is so cool, there is this crazy old witch."
This chapter isn't as funny as the others, but it just sort of fills in a bit of the back story of what years 5-7 at Hogwarts was like for Harry, Ron and Hermione.
I am thinking of throwing Ginny and Harry into one of the next chapters (probably not as a couple though, I have a theory on them that kind of throws me off G/H fics.Draco Ginny forever. I might throw Draco in to) Tell me if you want them in there, or any other characters that you want in there, your wish is my command. (just forewarning, if you suggest Snape, I may not comply, I don't exactly like him. But if enough of you say Snape, then you will get Snape.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"You are so full of surprises" Hermione exclaimed as she flopped down on the lounge chair. Ron held up his hand and told her to shush.
"What is this crap?" Hermione asked, indicating to the television show that he was watching.
"It is an American soap opera, now will you constipate your verbal diarrhea, I have to see this bit." Ron told her. Hermione sat quietly as the bottle blonde on the screen bitch slapped the middle aged woman who had stolen her husband.
Ron sat captivated as the story progressed, it turned out that the blonde "Summer" had slapped her mother "Riley" for stealing her husband "Blake". But it turns out that Riley was doing Summer a favor, because the cliffhanger of the episode was that Blake was secretly gay, having an affair with Summers brother "Hunter"
"Wasn't that an excellent episode, I mean, who would have guessed, Blake and Hunter?" Ron said seriously, standing and moving to the kitchen.
"Please tell me you do not seriously watch that crap!" Hermione exclaimed, standing and following him out of the room.
"I do watch it, it is a very good show" Ron replied, and then dug around in the fridge. "What are we going to have for dinner. Pizza or Chinese"
"Neither, I am going to cook" Hermione told him.
"Oh no you are not, that is considered work" Ron replied, picking up his mobile phone from the dining room table. ("What, I have connections who are Muggles" he told her when Hermione had asked.)
"Then what is going to be considered work? I can't live off of greasy boxed food for the next month." Hermione told him.
"Well, I don't know, we both have different ideas of what working is.I mean, cleaning, I consider that the hardest work of all, where you."
"If it has to be done, it has to be done, and if it has to be done then I don't consider it work" Hermione told him. Ron took a few seconds to register what she had said.
"Do you think before you open your mouth, for a smart woman that made absolutely no sense" He told her.
"It did so make sense" She replied.
"I am pretty sure that you had at least one grammatical error in that Sentence Mione. You are the minister for education, I expected better" Ron replied in a mocking tone, sounding very much like his mother. .
Hermione paused and looked at Ron. It had been years since he had called her Mione. She never liked being called Mione, but Ron and Harry had always known they could get away with it as a term of endearment. They had started it in their fifth year, and back then it was a joke.
At the time, she was still dating Viktor Krum, and he still couldn't say her name right. She was getting sick of being called "Her-mo-ninny", so she had told him to just call her "Mione" (He couldn't even say that, he would call her "My-own-ee")
So when Viktor sent her a letter addressed to "Mione" (at least he could spell it properly) the boys were never going to let her live it down. They would call her Mione, almost as an insult. But in some ways, Hermione didn't mind, she could tell they were only joking.
But when Hermione broke up with Viktor, they stopped jokingly calling her Mione, and started calling her that for real. It seemed much more intimate for their close friendship, and it also was a lot easier to say than Hermione.
But after graduation, it had slipped back to Hermione, and the boys wouldn't call her anything other than that. Her professionalism while she finished her further learning course, and then got her job, discouraged the boys from calling her Mione.
"Mione, what's up, I asked you something.are you ok?" Ron asked, snapping Hermione back into the present.
"Yeah, I am fine, just, no one has called me Mione in years" Hermione told him.
"Oh, you don't want me to?" He asked.
"No, you can call Mione if you want, I really like it." She smiled sincerely.
"Any way, I said, isn't it hypocritical for you to be making basic education errors?" He smiled at her, brushing his red hair out of his eyes.
"There was nothing wrong with the sentence Weasley, get over it." She laughed.
Ron had missed this, the bickering and silly little fights that he used to have on a daily basis. He used to love play fighting with Hermione like this, he used to even anticipate it, starting petty little arguments with her.
They had not really had a serious fight with Hermione since their third year when he had accused Crookshanks of killing Scabbers. (No in some cases, he wished that the god awful cat had killed the disgusting and pitiful Wormtail.)
They had their daily arguments through the rest of their Hogwarts days,. But it was never more serious than some silly school thing.
"Hey, earth to Ron, come in Ron!" Hermione exclaimed, waving her hand in front of his face.
"Sorry Mione, what?"
"I said, what about reading, to you consider reading as work?" She asked. Ron looked at her. He could tell by the tone in her voice that she didn't want him to take away her reading privileges.
"No, I guess reading can be very relaxing" Ron smiled. He was going to be harsh on her for the next month, but there is not way that she would take books away from Hermione, that would push him over the border from helpful friend to heartless dickhead.
"Thank you" She smiled.
"But, would you agree to letting me approve the books. I am ok with you reading, but I don't want you learning" He told her.
"Ok"
Ron's digital watch beeped, and he squealed (quite girlishly)
"Oh, Hermione, come on, Passions is on!!!!" He exclaimed. "This one is so cool, there is this crazy old witch."