I won't lie to you, dear readers; I'm high on caffeine right now. That's right. And I'm eating a box of Classic Thornton chocolates. Sugar + Caffeine. Not a good combination, right? … … … Bear with me …
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter, the characters; they all belong to Ms. J.K. Rowling. :)
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"What is it, Hermione?" Ron asked hurriedly. He and Harry leaned towards the parchment in Hermione's hands. She thrust the parchment in their faces.
"Will you believe the spelling mistakes in this boy's letter?!" Hermione cried.
"Herm, you're not supposed to read other people's private letters," Ron began. But curiosity got the better of him. "What's it about? Who's it to? Who's it from?"
"It … it's … a … … a love letter," she stammered. "Written by … Crabbe?"
Harry and Ron winced at a mental image formed in their minds.
"It says, 'From Crabbe to my love …'" she stopped. And consequently fainted. Harry and Ron exchange looks and Ron picked the paper up.
"Oh, my God, look at this!" Ron said. "Crabbe fancies Hermione!!!" Ron burst out laughing. Harry laughed silently beside him.
*Ten minutes later*
"HHAHAAHAHHAA!!!!!" Ron was still laughing and rolling on the floor with the love letter clutched in his hand. "Oh, will you look at this! 'I see the stars in your eyes' HHAAHAHAHA!!!!"
The jinxed Harry chuckled uncontrollably. Then when he finally could not hold his laughter in, he laughed out loud. Ron stopped laughing and looked at Harry. He scowled at Harry. And glared at Harry. And stared piercing daggers at Harry. Harry regained his calm state and looked questioningly at Ron. He raised an eyebrow. Ron sighed.
"How on earth can you laugh at a time like this?!" Ron scolded. Harry shrugged apologetically. He supposed a love letter from Crabbe really wasn't a laughing matter after all. But then again, why was Ron laughing so hard just now? "I thought you were jinxed!!! You're not supposed to laugh when you're jinxed!!! You've broken the Number One Rule of Jinxing!!!" Ron shook his head. "I'm sorry Harry, you know the consequences …" Harry's eyes widened in horror. "Yes, Harry … a swim in the lake at midnight … with NO clothes …"
"NO!!! Ron!!! NO!!" Harry cried. His throat was dry. "Please, Ron! I'm on my knees begging you now! Please, you're my best friend!! Please don't tell them I broke The Rule! PLEASE!!!" Tears brimmed Harry's green eyes. "I … *sob* I still haven't defeated Voldemort!!!" Ron was touched by his determination to end the Dark Lord's reign of unutterable terror.
"Oh, all right, Harry," Ron said with a sigh. "You can jump in the lake during broad daylight when everyone can see you."
"YES!!!" Harry said, pumping his fist in the air with exultation.
"But now you're jinxed for a day, regardless of whether someone mentions your name," Ron said, an evil gleam in his eye. Harry nodded vigorously. "Okay, now, what do we do with Hermione?"
Just then, the door burst open and in came a really, very drunk Crabbe. He had had too much Butterbeer at the party downstairs. He tried to focus his eyes at the trio in his dorm room.
"Gha?" Crabbe said. He went on muttering inaudibly and collapsed onto his bed. On top of Hermione. No sick thoughts here, people!
Ron and Harry gasped.
"Harry!!! They must have gallons of Butterbeer downstairs and we're missing all of it!!!" They looked at each other in horror before racing down the dormitory stairs.
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Ah! Short and undoubtedly hateful. Why? Because it's so short, and hateful in that way. Heehee.
Hmmm … let's see … Chapter 6? … it's coming … soon! Give me a break, ok! It's New Year's Eve. Oh, Happy New Year, everybody!!!!
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