"Deal"
"Um, Harry," Ron began "do you know how to work a time turner?"
"Well, no. But, hermione knows how. Don't you, hermione?" Harry asked with a lopsided grin.
"I knew this would all come on me. I just knew it." Hermione muttered angrily as she took the time turner from Harry. Suddenly, everything was black .. ********
One minute Harry was sitting on the sofa in the Gryffindor common room and the next, he was on the ground, with Ron and Hermione on top of him.
"Er..Ron, I am sure that you would like to be in this lovely nice position all day, but, GET OFF ME"
"Fine, don't shout like that Hermy, its not good for my ears." Ron said mockingly, deliberately saying the nickname that hermione hated the most.
"O.K., that is it. You are SO dead, Weasly." And with that, hermione started chasing Ron, and Harry started running after hermione and Ron.
Then, Ron accidentally tripped over something and fell. Hermione and Harry, who did not see Ron lying on the ground, tripped over Ron and fell on top of him.
"Oh, God, not, again." Hermione muttered, frustrated.
"Gerroff ee" Ron said from underneath Harry.
"What did you say, Ron?" Hermione asked sweetly.
"GERROFF EE" Ron said desperately.
Hermione shifted a little so that Ron could actually breath.
"Er.Ron you are not exactly being clear. What did you say, again?" Hermione asked.
"I said, could you kindly, GET OF ME" Ron shouted angrily.
"Well, this is all your fault anyways."
"MY fault? How can you say its MY fault when its YOU who work that time thingy?"
"It's a time turner, Ron. And besides, you and Harry were the ones who told me to work it."
"Guys stop fighting for a second."
"Well, maybe it was me and Harry who told you to work it. But you don't have to listen to each and every thing we say, you know."
"I do NOT listen to everything you and Harry says." "Do too"
"Do not"
"Do too"
"Do not "
"Do too"
"Do not"
"EXCUSE ME"
Harry, Ron and Hermione looked up to se a crowd of people gaping at them. They had not realized that there were people around them.
"Oopsies" Ron said sheepishly.
The boy who had spoken stepped forward and Harry gasped. He was a split image of Sirius black, Harry's godfather. It took him only a moment to realize that this was year 1976, when his father was 16yrs old.
"Um, Harry," Ron began "do you know how to work a time turner?"
"Well, no. But, hermione knows how. Don't you, hermione?" Harry asked with a lopsided grin.
"I knew this would all come on me. I just knew it." Hermione muttered angrily as she took the time turner from Harry. Suddenly, everything was black .. ********
One minute Harry was sitting on the sofa in the Gryffindor common room and the next, he was on the ground, with Ron and Hermione on top of him.
"Er..Ron, I am sure that you would like to be in this lovely nice position all day, but, GET OFF ME"
"Fine, don't shout like that Hermy, its not good for my ears." Ron said mockingly, deliberately saying the nickname that hermione hated the most.
"O.K., that is it. You are SO dead, Weasly." And with that, hermione started chasing Ron, and Harry started running after hermione and Ron.
Then, Ron accidentally tripped over something and fell. Hermione and Harry, who did not see Ron lying on the ground, tripped over Ron and fell on top of him.
"Oh, God, not, again." Hermione muttered, frustrated.
"Gerroff ee" Ron said from underneath Harry.
"What did you say, Ron?" Hermione asked sweetly.
"GERROFF EE" Ron said desperately.
Hermione shifted a little so that Ron could actually breath.
"Er.Ron you are not exactly being clear. What did you say, again?" Hermione asked.
"I said, could you kindly, GET OF ME" Ron shouted angrily.
"Well, this is all your fault anyways."
"MY fault? How can you say its MY fault when its YOU who work that time thingy?"
"It's a time turner, Ron. And besides, you and Harry were the ones who told me to work it."
"Guys stop fighting for a second."
"Well, maybe it was me and Harry who told you to work it. But you don't have to listen to each and every thing we say, you know."
"I do NOT listen to everything you and Harry says." "Do too"
"Do not"
"Do too"
"Do not "
"Do too"
"Do not"
"EXCUSE ME"
Harry, Ron and Hermione looked up to se a crowd of people gaping at them. They had not realized that there were people around them.
"Oopsies" Ron said sheepishly.
The boy who had spoken stepped forward and Harry gasped. He was a split image of Sirius black, Harry's godfather. It took him only a moment to realize that this was year 1976, when his father was 16yrs old.