A/n: I just want this story over with lol. WOOHOO chap 9!

Chick Like me!

Chapter 9: This stage sucks!

Harry and Ron walked out of the bathroom, with Hermione laughing behind them. They had the sarcastic- triumpth look, as they glanced back at their now-smooth legs.

"So how did you do that Hermione? This is amazing...after a few ouchs...it's turned out to be good." Ron wondered to her.

"Well it's quite easy actually. Men usually get to learn how when they grow a mustach. I realised it would've been funnier when I don't use mag-"

"Magic?" Harry looked at her, "You can use magic to do the work? Why did you make us go through such torture?"

"Torture? No, Harry." Hermione chortled, "You'll get used to it. By the way, you'll need these for another."

Ron raised a brow, "Theres more?!"

Hermione just smiled, "If you don't mind- I'll head off to the library to finish more work."

"Talk about unfinished business." Ron wore a frown. "But don't worry, tomorrow's our last day anyway."

Ron was still feeling a bit insecure- after all; he wasn't really used to this kind of stuff; skirts and such. Though, as they walked through the halls, he was still scratching his leg, heavily, until he tripped off some girl's robes.

The girl turned around, "Hi. Anything the matter?" It was Cho Chang.

"N-nothing." Harry said quickly. "R-Ron..R-errmm...H-Holly.."

Cho looked at them as two girls, and raised her brow- "...h-has ADD."

The confused Cho just nodded and continued walking.

Ron nudged him and whispered, "What the hell's ADD?"

"Attention Deficit Disorder." Harry laughed, leaving Ron being a bit confused.

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"Hah, did you see the look on Malfoy's bloody face when I saw him with that skirt on." Ron said, shoving more every flavoured beans.

"Yeah," Harry replied. It was passed 8 o'clock and they've already gotten back to their normal selves. "But I'm sooo glad we're finished this tomorrow!"

"Yeah, but don't forget- we still need to present our essay." He looked down at his parchment, " "So technically, we're out of these ghastly curse 'till Wednesday." Ron reminded him, as Harry shrugged and kept writing on his essay.

Ron started to itch his legs again, "I think these babies are alergic or something." He peered at them, "But I do adore the way they bloody look right now, seriously." He snorted.

"Should I use the word...dreadful or weird for our experience essay?" Harry asked, poking his chin with his quill.

"More like terrifying" Ron grinned. At this time, Hermione came in. She stopped when she found Harry and Ron looked back at her. Then she started to laugh.

"I'm sorry boys. You're too hilarious." She said, heading to the couch with them and read over their essay.

Ron's so far, read:

Now I know why girls have cooties.

Hermione hung her head and told Ron to grow up. "This project, for your information Ron, is for you to experience and learn what it's like to be the opposite sex. You don't need to abuse the privilage!!"

Ron grunted, "Three words: In. Your. Face."

Hermione shook her head in disbelief as she walked to the homework table.

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Ron woke Harry up the next morning, panting and looking like he was about to scream.

"Come again." Harry croaked, as he turned the other way. But suddenly, Ron deathfully stopped and smelt the morning breaths.

Anyways, "Harry! It's groownnnn!" Ron hissed.

Harry wasn't paying attention, as he drowzed back to sleep, snoring. Ron poked him again.

Harry, with quick reflexes, threw a pillow on his face. "Go away...what time is it?"

"8 o'clock in the morning."

"Ugh, go home-" Harry burried his face under his pillow.

"Harry!!"

"Alright!" Harry scratched his neck. "Can you go outside for a second? I need to change up."

Ron walked outside.

A few minutes later, Ron realised Harry wasn't calling him back in. He stomped his way back in and sat on Harry.

"What do you want from me, Ron?"

"I told you! It's grown!! I was just-just...scratching them again and they woke me up with their pricking feelin-- "

"Can we talk about this later?"

"No!"

"I'm still...slee-"

Ron put more force on his ass to wake Harry up once more. Harry grunted.

"Codswallop Ron. Ever wondered how annoying you are in the morning?" He dumped his face facing the pillow. But suddenly, Harry felt cold hands on his leg.

"What the fu-" Harry shifted up and hid his feet under the blanket. "My property!"

"Just take a look!"

With tired eyes, Harry sighed and took a very very quick peek. He didn't know what was such a big deal, this early in the morning.

"There, no monsters under the---" with horror, he realised the scene of what he's just looked at, even though it was a quick peek. He slowly brought his pyjamas up once more, and his nostrils flared.

"NASTY!" he screamed, which caused Neville to choke in the middle of his snore.

Ron fully got off Harry. "Where's Hermione when we need her?"

They both got up to their feet. Fortunatley, Hermione had already awoken and was reading a book in the Gryffindor Common room. She smiled at the look of the two boy's faces.

"Had a nice sleep?" she grinned, bringing the book gently down. Then, her eyes caught their hands grasp the lazer blades they were given. "Oh?"

"Come." Ron dragged her out the common room.