Darkness
By Jules
Chapter Five
"Ron...RON!"
"For Christ's sake, will you shut the fuck up?" Ron stammered, rubbing the sleep from his swollen, bloodshot eyes. It had been two in the morning when he had finally found the strength to lift his pathetic, muttering body from the grimy tiles of Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. It was but three hours later that Ron found himself being shaken violently awake by Seamus Finnegan.
"Astronomy exam," Seamus barked, rolling his eyes as he fished for his wand from his night table.
"What?" Ron asked as he swung his limbs off the side of his bed, only to find he had slept fully clothed, robes and all.
"Final exam..." Seamus answered quickly. "...in five minutes. Sinistra's testing on Betleguese instead of Antares. Announced last night. Thought you knew."
"No," Ron spoke, wondering for a brief second why he didn't know of the change. But he remembered soon enough: Ginny, Hermione, Harry, then running like a bloke and hiding in the bathroom like the pussy that he was.
"Where were you?" Seamus asked absentmindedly, pulling his robes on with little care.
"Library. Um, s-studying," Ron managed to stutter, averting his eyes as he got up from his bed and started towards the exit. He glanced back quickly to shut the door quietly as not to wake Neville and Dean, who had dropped Astronomy, when he noticed that Harry still slept.
"Shouldn't we wake Harry?" Ron whispered after Seamus, who was starting to look severely cross.
"Exempt. At the last minute. Teachers want him to rest up for the Cup tonight," Seamus answered curtly, motioning for Ron to hurry.
"Oh..." Ron replied, abandoning his attempt to leave quietly and slamming the door shut with all his might. The windows shook. He heard a vast array of expletives ensue from inside the dormitory. "Exempt..." he muttered silently to himself. "Of course. I should have expected."
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A/N: Well hello, rather nice to see you again. Plot will come soon, I swear. ~ Jules quintessentialhappenstance@yahoo.com
By Jules
Chapter Five
"Ron...RON!"
"For Christ's sake, will you shut the fuck up?" Ron stammered, rubbing the sleep from his swollen, bloodshot eyes. It had been two in the morning when he had finally found the strength to lift his pathetic, muttering body from the grimy tiles of Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. It was but three hours later that Ron found himself being shaken violently awake by Seamus Finnegan.
"Astronomy exam," Seamus barked, rolling his eyes as he fished for his wand from his night table.
"What?" Ron asked as he swung his limbs off the side of his bed, only to find he had slept fully clothed, robes and all.
"Final exam..." Seamus answered quickly. "...in five minutes. Sinistra's testing on Betleguese instead of Antares. Announced last night. Thought you knew."
"No," Ron spoke, wondering for a brief second why he didn't know of the change. But he remembered soon enough: Ginny, Hermione, Harry, then running like a bloke and hiding in the bathroom like the pussy that he was.
"Where were you?" Seamus asked absentmindedly, pulling his robes on with little care.
"Library. Um, s-studying," Ron managed to stutter, averting his eyes as he got up from his bed and started towards the exit. He glanced back quickly to shut the door quietly as not to wake Neville and Dean, who had dropped Astronomy, when he noticed that Harry still slept.
"Shouldn't we wake Harry?" Ron whispered after Seamus, who was starting to look severely cross.
"Exempt. At the last minute. Teachers want him to rest up for the Cup tonight," Seamus answered curtly, motioning for Ron to hurry.
"Oh..." Ron replied, abandoning his attempt to leave quietly and slamming the door shut with all his might. The windows shook. He heard a vast array of expletives ensue from inside the dormitory. "Exempt..." he muttered silently to himself. "Of course. I should have expected."
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A/N: Well hello, rather nice to see you again. Plot will come soon, I swear. ~ Jules quintessentialhappenstance@yahoo.com