Chapter 5- My Friends are Acting Weird
Harry walked into the Gryffindor common room and went to his dormitory. Ron was stretched out on his bed doing his homework.
"Hey Ron, how's the homework coming?" Harry asked him.
"Why do you care?" Ron snapped.
"Jeez I'm sorry," said Harry. "What's your problem?"
"What's my problem?" Ron yelled. "You! You're my problem Potter!"
"This homework is making you moody. Why don't you put it away," Harry suggested.
He reached out to close Ron's book. Ron slapped his hand away.
"Don't touch that," he snapped. "If you do, I'll get your cooties."
"Whatever Ron," Harry said rolling his eyes. "But why are you doing Potions homework? We don't have to put up with Snape the Ape until Thursday. Today is Monday."
"Don't call him that you moron," Ron snapped. "Snape rocks!"
"Maybe you should go to bed," said Harry.
Ron got off his bed.
"STOP TELLING ME WHAT TO DO!" he yelled, pushing Harry to the ground.
"What's with you Ron? One minute we're buds and the next you hate my guts," said Harry, surprised by what Ron did.
"I'm not your friend!" Ron yelled. "And if I was, I'd use the killing curse on myself! NOW GET OUTTA HERE!"
"FINE! I NEVER LIKED YOU ANYWAY!" Harry yelled back, and stomped outta the dormitiory.
He walked into the common room and plopped down into a chair and put his head in his hands.
"Why is Ron acting so weird?" Harry wondered out loud.
Hermione walked into the common room.
"Hermione!" Harry said happily. "Ron's acting weird. Do you know what his problem is? First he snapped at me and then he said that Snape rocked and then he pushed me. Do you know what his problem is?"
Hermione scratched her head.
"I dunno," she said dumbly. "Uh, tomorrow?"
"What? You're confusing me. Are you drunk on butterbeer?" he asked. "Butterbeer? What's that?" she asked.
"I'll take that as a yes," said Harry. "By the way, what are the answers to the Transfiguration homework?"
"Um..." Hermione scrunched up her face like she was thinking really hard. "I dunno Harvy."
"It's HARRY!" Harry said annoyed.
"You're kinda cute," she said pointing at him.
"I know the answers!" said Neville, popping out from behind a chair.
"Great!" said Harry. "What are they?"
"Number 1 is A, 2 is D, 3 is B, 4 is C, 5 is B, 6 is A, 7 is B, 8 is C," said Neville.
"Thanks," said Harry. "How'd you get so smart?"
"I don't know actually," said Neville. "I was trying to do the homework and the answers just came to me."
Hermione laughed dumbly.
"You must be psychic," she said happily.
Percy skipped into the room.
"Howdy y'all," he said in a hillbilly voice.
"Uh, hi Percy," said Harry.
"Y'all wanna go do a square dance?" he asked.
"Percy are you nuts?" asked Fred, walking in behind them.
"We just saved your butt out there," said George following Fred. "Square dancing is not permitted at Hogwarts."
"Fred? George?" Harry asked, surprised to hear them say that.
I don't get it, Harry thought. Ron hates me, Hermione's dumb, Neville's a genius, Percy's acting like a hillbilly and Fred and George are concerned with the rules all of a sudden. Everyone's acting so weird.
"Swing your partner, do-see-do and prominade your lady home!" Percy sang, skipping around the room with Hermione.
"I'm going to bed," Harry said, annoyed. "Maybe tomorrow everyone will be back to normal."
He didn't know how wrong he was.
Harry walked into the Gryffindor common room and went to his dormitory. Ron was stretched out on his bed doing his homework.
"Hey Ron, how's the homework coming?" Harry asked him.
"Why do you care?" Ron snapped.
"Jeez I'm sorry," said Harry. "What's your problem?"
"What's my problem?" Ron yelled. "You! You're my problem Potter!"
"This homework is making you moody. Why don't you put it away," Harry suggested.
He reached out to close Ron's book. Ron slapped his hand away.
"Don't touch that," he snapped. "If you do, I'll get your cooties."
"Whatever Ron," Harry said rolling his eyes. "But why are you doing Potions homework? We don't have to put up with Snape the Ape until Thursday. Today is Monday."
"Don't call him that you moron," Ron snapped. "Snape rocks!"
"Maybe you should go to bed," said Harry.
Ron got off his bed.
"STOP TELLING ME WHAT TO DO!" he yelled, pushing Harry to the ground.
"What's with you Ron? One minute we're buds and the next you hate my guts," said Harry, surprised by what Ron did.
"I'm not your friend!" Ron yelled. "And if I was, I'd use the killing curse on myself! NOW GET OUTTA HERE!"
"FINE! I NEVER LIKED YOU ANYWAY!" Harry yelled back, and stomped outta the dormitiory.
He walked into the common room and plopped down into a chair and put his head in his hands.
"Why is Ron acting so weird?" Harry wondered out loud.
Hermione walked into the common room.
"Hermione!" Harry said happily. "Ron's acting weird. Do you know what his problem is? First he snapped at me and then he said that Snape rocked and then he pushed me. Do you know what his problem is?"
Hermione scratched her head.
"I dunno," she said dumbly. "Uh, tomorrow?"
"What? You're confusing me. Are you drunk on butterbeer?" he asked. "Butterbeer? What's that?" she asked.
"I'll take that as a yes," said Harry. "By the way, what are the answers to the Transfiguration homework?"
"Um..." Hermione scrunched up her face like she was thinking really hard. "I dunno Harvy."
"It's HARRY!" Harry said annoyed.
"You're kinda cute," she said pointing at him.
"I know the answers!" said Neville, popping out from behind a chair.
"Great!" said Harry. "What are they?"
"Number 1 is A, 2 is D, 3 is B, 4 is C, 5 is B, 6 is A, 7 is B, 8 is C," said Neville.
"Thanks," said Harry. "How'd you get so smart?"
"I don't know actually," said Neville. "I was trying to do the homework and the answers just came to me."
Hermione laughed dumbly.
"You must be psychic," she said happily.
Percy skipped into the room.
"Howdy y'all," he said in a hillbilly voice.
"Uh, hi Percy," said Harry.
"Y'all wanna go do a square dance?" he asked.
"Percy are you nuts?" asked Fred, walking in behind them.
"We just saved your butt out there," said George following Fred. "Square dancing is not permitted at Hogwarts."
"Fred? George?" Harry asked, surprised to hear them say that.
I don't get it, Harry thought. Ron hates me, Hermione's dumb, Neville's a genius, Percy's acting like a hillbilly and Fred and George are concerned with the rules all of a sudden. Everyone's acting so weird.
"Swing your partner, do-see-do and prominade your lady home!" Percy sang, skipping around the room with Hermione.
"I'm going to bed," Harry said, annoyed. "Maybe tomorrow everyone will be back to normal."
He didn't know how wrong he was.