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Petite Derrieres, Ickle Ronniekins, and A Love Story
Chapter 1: French
"Eh bien, tu peux faire un baiser ma petite derriere!"
Ron blinked. He'd been having a normal argument with Hermione, when she had suddenly yelled something in French (he thought) and stalked out of the room.
Harry, who'd been listening, laughed. "Ron, do you know what she said?"
"Euh....do you?"
Harry laughed, but then scratched his neck. "Uh, no."
Ron threw his arms up in exasperation. "Well, it was something like Ehbendupufairubaysamapetdireair."
Harry laughed again. "That doesn't sound like what she said, Ron."
"Shut up, you."
Ginny walked over. "Watcha talking about?"
"Ron's butchering something Hermione said in French."
Ginny laughed. "Oh, that. What'd you do to get her so mad, Ron?"
"Uh...I don't remember."
"Ron! She's really pissed off!"
"Well, I know that! She yelled something in French!"
Ginny stopped. "Oh, right, I'm the only one Mom's had take French lessons since age 6."
"You know French?" Harry stared.
"Speak it fluently. In case they have to send me to Beaxbatons." Ginny rolled her eyes.
"So, Gin, what did she say?"
"She said: 'Eh bien, tu peux faire un baiser ma petite derriere!'"
"En anglais!"
Ginny grinned and said aside to Harry, "The only phrase he know. Had to learn it, or I wouldn't talk in English. Alright Ron, She said something Mom wouldn't let me say."
Ron's eyes widened. "She did?"
"Yeah. But I'll say it anyway. She said, 'Well you can kiss my little ass!'"
"Hermione said THAT?!?"
"Yeah. Got a high opinion of her butt, don'tcha think?" Ginny winked at Harry.
Harry just tried to hold back is laughter.
Ron, however, was turning white. "Hermione never says anything like that..."
That was too much for Harry. His pent-up laughter exploded, and tears soon flowed from his crinkled up eyes and out underneath his glasses. He shook loud peals of laughter echoing in the room. People turned and stared. Finally finishing, he wiped the tears away and looked at Ron. "Don't look at me like that, Ron, you'll make me laugh again. But you now what? She might not ever say that, but you don't often say she's stupid, ugly and you wish you never saved her from the troll."
Ron paled more, causing his freckles to stand out in bright contrast. "I-I-said that???"
"Sure did, ol' buddy."
"Well, this is bloody great."
"Ron!"
"Ginny, you're not one to talk!"
"Hermione said it first!"
"DON'T TALK ABOUT HERMIONE!!!" Ron stormed out of the common room.
Harry stared at his retreating back. "What's eating him?"
Ginny shrugged eloquently, but then caught Harry's eye and winked again. "Love."
A/N: Poor Ron. And what's going on with Harry and Ginny? Well, truth be told, I don't know. Review and tell me if you want me to go H/G. And to clear somethings up, The Dream Team are in their 7th Year, and Ginny is in her 6th. Voldemort was defeated by "The One and Only Harry" and Dumbledore. This is just basically a romance fic. Well, this is the beginning of PDIRALS, and I hope you enjoyed it. If you want more, REVIEW! If I get 10 reviews I will post Ch 2. I don't care if you tell me you hated it. JUST REVIEW! Please? I'll love you forever! I changed my french sentance to something that is hopefully better, but still feel free to correct my French, I'm taking French 1, and am still open to suggestions on how to improve! Love to you all!
Oh, and sorry that I keep reposting this (if anyone noticed--I just keep catching more and more mistakes...heheheh.)
Petite Derrieres, Ickle Ronniekins, and A Love Story
Chapter 1: French
"Eh bien, tu peux faire un baiser ma petite derriere!"
Ron blinked. He'd been having a normal argument with Hermione, when she had suddenly yelled something in French (he thought) and stalked out of the room.
Harry, who'd been listening, laughed. "Ron, do you know what she said?"
"Euh....do you?"
Harry laughed, but then scratched his neck. "Uh, no."
Ron threw his arms up in exasperation. "Well, it was something like Ehbendupufairubaysamapetdireair."
Harry laughed again. "That doesn't sound like what she said, Ron."
"Shut up, you."
Ginny walked over. "Watcha talking about?"
"Ron's butchering something Hermione said in French."
Ginny laughed. "Oh, that. What'd you do to get her so mad, Ron?"
"Uh...I don't remember."
"Ron! She's really pissed off!"
"Well, I know that! She yelled something in French!"
Ginny stopped. "Oh, right, I'm the only one Mom's had take French lessons since age 6."
"You know French?" Harry stared.
"Speak it fluently. In case they have to send me to Beaxbatons." Ginny rolled her eyes.
"So, Gin, what did she say?"
"She said: 'Eh bien, tu peux faire un baiser ma petite derriere!'"
"En anglais!"
Ginny grinned and said aside to Harry, "The only phrase he know. Had to learn it, or I wouldn't talk in English. Alright Ron, She said something Mom wouldn't let me say."
Ron's eyes widened. "She did?"
"Yeah. But I'll say it anyway. She said, 'Well you can kiss my little ass!'"
"Hermione said THAT?!?"
"Yeah. Got a high opinion of her butt, don'tcha think?" Ginny winked at Harry.
Harry just tried to hold back is laughter.
Ron, however, was turning white. "Hermione never says anything like that..."
That was too much for Harry. His pent-up laughter exploded, and tears soon flowed from his crinkled up eyes and out underneath his glasses. He shook loud peals of laughter echoing in the room. People turned and stared. Finally finishing, he wiped the tears away and looked at Ron. "Don't look at me like that, Ron, you'll make me laugh again. But you now what? She might not ever say that, but you don't often say she's stupid, ugly and you wish you never saved her from the troll."
Ron paled more, causing his freckles to stand out in bright contrast. "I-I-said that???"
"Sure did, ol' buddy."
"Well, this is bloody great."
"Ron!"
"Ginny, you're not one to talk!"
"Hermione said it first!"
"DON'T TALK ABOUT HERMIONE!!!" Ron stormed out of the common room.
Harry stared at his retreating back. "What's eating him?"
Ginny shrugged eloquently, but then caught Harry's eye and winked again. "Love."
A/N: Poor Ron. And what's going on with Harry and Ginny? Well, truth be told, I don't know. Review and tell me if you want me to go H/G. And to clear somethings up, The Dream Team are in their 7th Year, and Ginny is in her 6th. Voldemort was defeated by "The One and Only Harry" and Dumbledore. This is just basically a romance fic. Well, this is the beginning of PDIRALS, and I hope you enjoyed it. If you want more, REVIEW! If I get 10 reviews I will post Ch 2. I don't care if you tell me you hated it. JUST REVIEW! Please? I'll love you forever! I changed my french sentance to something that is hopefully better, but still feel free to correct my French, I'm taking French 1, and am still open to suggestions on how to improve! Love to you all!
Oh, and sorry that I keep reposting this (if anyone noticed--I just keep catching more and more mistakes...heheheh.)