~*Hermione and Ron are at the dinner table upon Ron's return*~
I'm glad you're home! D'you want to meet me after dinner?
Where at? Thanks. I'm glad to be back. Too bad the Twins have their fingers back. They'll probably nick my journal faster than you can say, "Quidditch."
You keep a journal? Meet me by the pond out back at around midnight, all right?
Alright. Yes, I keep a journal. So?
You're cute when you blush. Your ears turn red. I keep a journal too, it's just odd. I didn't think you were the type.
I can't believe you just smacked George! He was reading over your shoulder and BAM! A good one to the cheek. Good job. You look pretty when you blush too.
He deserved it! Nosey bugger. Anyway, so you'll meet me? Tell your mum to bugger off. She's pulling a George.
Of course I'll meet you. You didn't tell Ginny, did you?
No! I promised I wouldn't and I always keep a promise. You know that.
I reckon you're right. Well, I'm off to bed. Got to get a LITTLE sleep, you know.
For what? Your beauty rest?
Stop snickering.
No. Good night, Ron. I'll see you at midnight.
~*The following will be written in normal fanfiction form. It is short, it is fluffy and it is fun. I guess this turned out to be a ficlet, didn't it? Oh well. Bye! Love from, Christine Weasley*~
I'm glad you're home! D'you want to meet me after dinner?
Where at? Thanks. I'm glad to be back. Too bad the Twins have their fingers back. They'll probably nick my journal faster than you can say, "Quidditch."
You keep a journal? Meet me by the pond out back at around midnight, all right?
Alright. Yes, I keep a journal. So?
You're cute when you blush. Your ears turn red. I keep a journal too, it's just odd. I didn't think you were the type.
I can't believe you just smacked George! He was reading over your shoulder and BAM! A good one to the cheek. Good job. You look pretty when you blush too.
He deserved it! Nosey bugger. Anyway, so you'll meet me? Tell your mum to bugger off. She's pulling a George.
Of course I'll meet you. You didn't tell Ginny, did you?
No! I promised I wouldn't and I always keep a promise. You know that.
I reckon you're right. Well, I'm off to bed. Got to get a LITTLE sleep, you know.
For what? Your beauty rest?
Stop snickering.
No. Good night, Ron. I'll see you at midnight.
~*The following will be written in normal fanfiction form. It is short, it is fluffy and it is fun. I guess this turned out to be a ficlet, didn't it? Oh well. Bye! Love from, Christine Weasley*~