Chapter 9
A/N: Watch out, this is gonna get fluffy!
"George, where are we going?" Hermione asked yet again, as George held her hand leading her outside.
"I already told you. It's a surprise."
"I hate surprises." she said grumpily following him.
"Then you obviously haven't had a proper one."
"What'd you have in mind?" she asked as they continued walking. But a mischievous glint in his eyes were her only answer as the walked the rest of the way in silence.
Now it was evening, during super to be exact. He lead her to a large oak tree that stood on the edge of the pond. He wordlessly started to climb, and she trustingly followed.
Slowly she realized that there was something else in the trees. Resting on two sturdy branches was a picnic basket. Hermione smiled.
They each reached a branch near the basket and looked out over the pond. Hermione gasped, it was breathtaking!
Soon they began to eat. George had brought out dinner in the basket.
"So why are we up here?" Hermione asked George.
"Can't a guy do something nice for his girlfriend?" George grinned. Hermione smiled. She was his girlfriend!
"I'm not complaining, only interrogating."
""Well, I heard this song once, it goes like this:
"George and Hermione
Sitting in a tree
K-I-S-S-I-N-G" He smiled again.
Without another word Hermione connected their lips and wrapped her arms around him. Realizing that he was a much better kisser than Harry.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Harry stormed into the common room. His eyes were a mixture of hurt and confusion. He was also kicking himself for falling for such a stupid plot. Being turned into a chicken! It's ridiculous. He momentarily wondered what Aunt Petunia would say if she knew, but his thoughts were interrupted by Ron's voice.
"Hey, Harry! Where've you been? Haven't seen you in ages," he called from his very comfortable position on the couch.
"Ron, you'll never believe what just happened."
"Were you attacked by You Know Who?" Ron sat up very quickly.
"No, I was-"
"Kidnapped
by Draco Malfoy?"
"No."
"Called to a secret Order meeting?"
"No!"
"Well,
where have you been then? Those were my
only three guesses."
"For the last week or so, I was a chicken," Harry finally said.
You can
probably imagine the reaction on Ron's face.
He stared at Harry unbelievingly for a moment, before he started
laughing. "A chicken!"
"Shut up! It's not funny!" Harry shouted.
"No, its hilarious!" Ron said, still laughing. "A chicken!" After several minuets of Ron laughing, calming down, and then laughing again, he finally put on a straight face. "So, how exactly did you become... a chicken!" he said, started to laugh uncontrollably again.
"Hermione and your brother turned me into one!" Harry yelled at him.
"They did?" Ron was suddenly very calm. "How?"
"It was this plastic thingy. I don't know how, but they did!"
"Why?" Ron promptly looked rather suspicious.
"Well...because...I was...you see..." Harry stuttered. Thankfully, he did not have to tell Ron that he was cheating on Ron's best friend with Ron's sister, because Hermione walked into the common room just then.
"Hey, Ron," Hermione said sitting on an armchair across from him.
"Hey, Hermione, where were you at dinner?"
"Sitting in a tree and snogging with your brother." she answered with a smile.
"I hear you too have been busy lately." Ron commented, as Hermione grinned. "A chicken?" Ron asked, his eyebrows raised. Hermione started to giggle, and this started Ron up again.
"Fine, laugh about it. But I'm never gonna be able to eat chicken again!" And with that, Harry ran from the room.
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