Much Ado About Hogwarts
Chapter 5 – Setting the Trap
Disclaimer: If someone told you that I own Harry Potter or Shakespeare, they are clearly delusional. Please ignore them.
A/N: Thank you, thank you, thank you for the R&R! Also, there has been a change of cast – Hagrid, not Seamus is the bad singer!
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Ron walked out to the gardens by Hagrid's cabin alone. He wanted to play Wizard's chess, but he didn't really want to talk. He bewitched the board to play on its own. Finally, a worthy opponnent! He muttered to himself as he walked. "How can Harry be so stupid! In love! Yuck! Not me, not ever!"
A little way away, out of sight, Bill pleaded with Professor Dumbledore. "I know it's silly Professor, but it will be great fun!"
"I don't know if it's a good idea, young Weasley."
Harry, who was also with them, came up with an argument. "It will make them stop having rows!"
Dumbledore looked convinced. "Okay, okay, I'll do it."
Harry jabbed Bill. "See where he is?" The others nodded. "Hey, Hagrid, he called to the cabin. Hagrid was sitting on the steps. "Play us a tune!" Harry said jovially. Hagrid played his flute. (Music by John Williams)
"That's really good, Hagrid!" Bill called up.
"Yech," was Ron's only comment. He had just gotten his Wizard's Chess set up perfectly.
"Hey, Harry," Bill said. "What did you tell me earlier about Hermione being in love with Ron?"
Hearing this, Ron slipped and chess peices went everywhere. They grumbled, picking themselves back up.
"Who would have thought?" Harry asked.
"Indeed," Dumbledore added. "Of all the boys in the school, you wouldn't think she fancied him, but I've heard her say so."
"No way," was all Ron could manage.
"Think she's faking it?" Bill asked, sniggering.
"I'm certain she's not!" Dumbledore replied.
Harry poked Bill and hissed, "We've got him!"
"It can't be a joke," Ron thought aloud. "Even Dumbledore says so!"
"Ginny says that she writes him love letters, but tears them all up!" Harry added.
"Do you think we should tell him?" Bill asked.
"No," Harry said firmly. "If he found out, they would have an awful row and might never recover.
"Too bad," Bill said, barely able to contain his laughter. "She 's a wonderful girl."
"Definitely," Harry added. "She's very smart. I mean, except for being in love with Ron."
"Hey!" Ron shouted loud enough to be heard. The others clasped their hands over their mouths laughing.
"We better head back to the dorms," Harry said, standing. "It's almost dinner time!" He poked Bill. "Let's send 'Mione to call him to dinner." They giggled.
When they were gone, Ron came out of the bushes. "I can't believe this. Hermione???! Well, I didn't think that I liked her, but she's very nice. And definitely very pretty, and smart. I don't want to hurt her feelings. Just for a while, I'll pretend to be in love with her. We can still have rows, just joking. Oh, Gosh, she's coming!" He straightened himself up. "Wow, she's pretty." He shook it off.
"They sent me to get you for dinner," she said completely without enthusiasm.
"That's sweet of you, Hermione," Ron said in his nicest voice.
She looked at the redhead as if he were nuts. "Right. You've got some dirt on your nose, right there."
She turned haughtily and hurried back to the great hall.
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Please R&R!
Chapter 5 – Setting the Trap
Disclaimer: If someone told you that I own Harry Potter or Shakespeare, they are clearly delusional. Please ignore them.
A/N: Thank you, thank you, thank you for the R&R! Also, there has been a change of cast – Hagrid, not Seamus is the bad singer!
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Ron walked out to the gardens by Hagrid's cabin alone. He wanted to play Wizard's chess, but he didn't really want to talk. He bewitched the board to play on its own. Finally, a worthy opponnent! He muttered to himself as he walked. "How can Harry be so stupid! In love! Yuck! Not me, not ever!"
A little way away, out of sight, Bill pleaded with Professor Dumbledore. "I know it's silly Professor, but it will be great fun!"
"I don't know if it's a good idea, young Weasley."
Harry, who was also with them, came up with an argument. "It will make them stop having rows!"
Dumbledore looked convinced. "Okay, okay, I'll do it."
Harry jabbed Bill. "See where he is?" The others nodded. "Hey, Hagrid, he called to the cabin. Hagrid was sitting on the steps. "Play us a tune!" Harry said jovially. Hagrid played his flute. (Music by John Williams)
"That's really good, Hagrid!" Bill called up.
"Yech," was Ron's only comment. He had just gotten his Wizard's Chess set up perfectly.
"Hey, Harry," Bill said. "What did you tell me earlier about Hermione being in love with Ron?"
Hearing this, Ron slipped and chess peices went everywhere. They grumbled, picking themselves back up.
"Who would have thought?" Harry asked.
"Indeed," Dumbledore added. "Of all the boys in the school, you wouldn't think she fancied him, but I've heard her say so."
"No way," was all Ron could manage.
"Think she's faking it?" Bill asked, sniggering.
"I'm certain she's not!" Dumbledore replied.
Harry poked Bill and hissed, "We've got him!"
"It can't be a joke," Ron thought aloud. "Even Dumbledore says so!"
"Ginny says that she writes him love letters, but tears them all up!" Harry added.
"Do you think we should tell him?" Bill asked.
"No," Harry said firmly. "If he found out, they would have an awful row and might never recover.
"Too bad," Bill said, barely able to contain his laughter. "She 's a wonderful girl."
"Definitely," Harry added. "She's very smart. I mean, except for being in love with Ron."
"Hey!" Ron shouted loud enough to be heard. The others clasped their hands over their mouths laughing.
"We better head back to the dorms," Harry said, standing. "It's almost dinner time!" He poked Bill. "Let's send 'Mione to call him to dinner." They giggled.
When they were gone, Ron came out of the bushes. "I can't believe this. Hermione???! Well, I didn't think that I liked her, but she's very nice. And definitely very pretty, and smart. I don't want to hurt her feelings. Just for a while, I'll pretend to be in love with her. We can still have rows, just joking. Oh, Gosh, she's coming!" He straightened himself up. "Wow, she's pretty." He shook it off.
"They sent me to get you for dinner," she said completely without enthusiasm.
"That's sweet of you, Hermione," Ron said in his nicest voice.
She looked at the redhead as if he were nuts. "Right. You've got some dirt on your nose, right there."
She turned haughtily and hurried back to the great hall.
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Please R&R!