DICLAIMER:

I once wrote a Potter fanfiction

And the story was really bitchin'

But disclaimers were few,

And they wanted to sue

But Potter is still an addiction

::coughpleasesaythisisokcough::

Hah. What a nice little limerick. Maybe I should try Haiku's?

~ ~ ~ hello, well, thanks for the encouragement, I wasn't planing on writing a further one, and that will be my excuse if this doesn't toll up with the last; but I tried! (I wrote this in pitch blackness on a yellow sticky pad -- but that's no excuse, because if its good enough to not let me sleep, then I suppose it has to be ok - but then if it is rubbish, I really messed up.

Uh, yeah. If that makes sense.

Setting: Harry and Ron in great hall at lunch time, Ginny and Dean are standing behind them, so they cannot speak freely. Hah, (bet you never thought I'd get past the 'why don't they just talk a lunch, huh?') and on with the story.

Harry: is Ginny looking at me?

Ron: nope. dean

Harry: git. now? *holds up his plate so he can see the reflection of Dean and Ginny*

Ron: still dean

Harry: *sulks*

Ron: if it makes you feel any better, i'm looking at you *wiggles eyebrows*

Harry: stalker

Ron: she's kissing him now

Harry: git

Ron: *roles eyes* sore subject

Harry: I mean you

Ron: ah

Harry: did she just se me looking at her???

Ron: still dean

Harry: gi ~

Ron: *snatches note* yes, i know, i know

Harry: is she looking at me now

Ron: stop banging the damned spoon on your plate!!!

Harry: IS SHE LOOKING YET?!

Ron: cho is.

Harry: well throw something at her, then.

Ron: *grins evilly*

Harry: AT CHO!!

Ron: erm...

Harry: she's STILL not looking, Ron

Ron: you want me to throw something at her again??

Harry: NO. well, ok. *snorts and snatches the note back* what sort of throw was that?!

Ron: shut up. At least i hit dean.

Harry: fair enough.

Ron: deans looking

Harry: damn.

Ron: so is cho

Harry: quick! throw something at her!

Ron: yes! right in eye!!

Harry: *applauds*

Ron: she's coming over

Harry: crap

Ron: RUN!!!