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Quite hyper, Ginny and Hermione were everywhere in the car. Hugging the guys, screaming, and once while no one was looking, they lifted up their shirts.

"I happen to think they're already drunk." Ron said to Harry after the girls had just done the unthinkable. They were doing cartwheels in the back seat.

"I think Fred and George slipped them something." Harry said. The girls were now going from each guy and kissing them on the cheek.

"Well, this is a little overwhelming. What is with the mood changes?" Ron asked. He was fully enjoying the kissing, but the cartwheels shook the whole car.

"Maybe as they were walking down the aisle a bug bit them or something." Harry suggested.

Hermione had just ran over to Ron and planted a big kiss right on the cheek.

"Y-Y-Yes. D-d-definitely a b-b-bug or s-s-something." Ron said as he grabbed Hermione's hand.

"Oi, we didn't ask for all this touchy, touchy stuff, eh?" Ginny asked Hermione.

"Oh no, Ginny, this deserves a punishment. Let's tackle him!"

"No, no, no, n–" was Ron's defense.

"Aw. You ruined the fun." Hermione said and then she went up to the front and sat on Ron's lap.

She then gave him a hug.

Ron could not believe this was happening. Hermione, in his arms, basically falling asleep, in HIS arms, mind you. Not Bloody Krum's. Not bloody Malfoy's. Not even bloody Harry Potter's. Ron Weasly's. Where she belongs.

"Well, were almost there, and I think you two should stay away from beer and anything with more than a teaspoons of sugar in it." Ron said.

"You're right. We'll go after men! Men baby!" Ginny screamed.

"Yeah, MEN BABY!"

"You won't even think about it." Ron said looking crossly at them, not knowing they were joking.

"I don't know, Fred and George are looking very studly..." Hermione said, trying to annoy Ron.

"They're my brothers though." Ginny said.

"Too true. And they have dates. OO, how 'bout that Andrew guy. Ron was really talking him up."

"Yes, Hermione, Andrew. Very Andrewish."

"Andrewish is good."

"Andrewish is good."

"Andrewish is very good."

"Would you two shut-up?" Ron shouted.

"OO, we struck a nerve."

"We did indeed. We're nerve struckers of the twenty-first century!"

"OO, we need a theme song."

"We're nerve struckers. We like to struck, blah, blah, blah, blah, such and such." Hermione and Ginny sang in unison.

"No one expects the nerve struckers!" Hermione imitated a Spanish inquisition thing.

"They sure are annoying."

"Yeah, Ron, but, I think the bra incident made them go bonkers!" Harry said.

"You two need some medication." Ron said to them.

"OO, can it be cherry flavored?" was the reply.

"They're wacky, out of it! Andrew slipped them something." Ron said, as if discovering the cure to cancer.

"Andrewish!" was the noise in the back.

"Give them a Chewy Bar! It'll keep them quiet!" Harry screamed, remembering, that one commercial where the kids won't stop talking and their mom slips them a Chewy bar.

"We have no Chewy bars here." Ron said.

"Save yourself! Godzilla is coming!" The girls were practically on cat nip.

"He's purple!" they were utter idiots.

"No, that's Purple Mountain's Majesty! I reread the crayon box the other day!"


"Alright, pull over." Ron said to the car.

"Ron, what are you doing?" Harry asked.

"I'm gonna make them run for miles. They won't have any energy left!" Ron was as bad as Frankenstein's creator. He had gone mad!

But the funny thing was the girls were in the back, asleep, laying on each other's shoulders.

"Ron, they're asleep." Harry was so smart!

"That's what they want you to think." Ron said examining the situation.

"No, they're asleep." Harry said, almost as if he'd been Hermione wrong.

"Well, I guess, it's okay." Ron had gotten out of the car, and now had gotten back in.

"Yes, I think they're like, dead."

"Hmm, interesting metaphor." Ron said.

"I WANT MY BRA!" They were awake, and obviously whatever that was it was done with.


Ron and Harry nodded at the dominant female.

"I bought that bra for a special reason. Now I don't have that bra. I'm incredibly angry."

"Oi, were there." Ginny said.

"Moods." Harry and Ron shook their heads.

"Moo? There's no cows around here!" Hermione said looking at the fields.

"Well, let's go in." Harry said.

"We'll escort you two, you're kind of scaring us." Ron said, holding the car door open in the middle of a parking lot