Ron's Birthday Wish
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Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. If I did, I would be writing cool stories that I could make a PROFIT from.
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Harry was jumping on his bed in excitement when Ginny walked in.
"Heya, Harry. Are you excited about our wedding, too? We have a lot to plan though, so come down here and help. Which fabric do you like better for the bridesmaids robes?"
"I'm excited because we're NOT getting married, Ginny," he said, very tactfully.
"What?"
"We're not getting married - I didn't propose to you at all!"
"WHAT?!?" Ginny screeched, dropping magazines, fabric and cake samples onto the floor.
"I didn't propose to you - I thought you were Ron!"
Ginny stood in Harry's doorway, breathing deeply in anger and turning a strange shade of purple. Her left eye began to twitch. Harry thought he probably should stop jumping on the bed.
"Er. . . I'm sorry?"
Ginny opened her mouth in an ear-splitting scream and ran from the house.
George looked at Fred the Frog in his jar.
"I think she took that rather well."
Fred croaked in agreement.
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There was a knock on Hermione's apartment door and she answered it to find George standing there with a blue frog in a jar.
"Er. . . ???"
"Hermione, this is Fred the Frog."
"Oooo-kay. And where is Fred the twin?"
"In the jar. He accidentally turned himself into a frog last Friday. You were there. . .??"
"Oh, er. I don't actually remember anything I did on Friday."
"Ah. Yes, well that's probably good."
Hermione didn't ask.
"Well, Fred and I came around to invite you to our flat tonight. We're going to be having a big bash to celebrate Fred's career move."
"His career move?"
"Yes. He's going to become world famous with his singing and dancing act. We have it all planned out. Who wouldn't pay money to see a blue frog that can sing and dance?"
"Er. . . right."
"So will you come?"
"I'll think about it."
"See you there, then. Fred will be most disappointed if you don't turn up, wont you, Fred?"
Fred croaked wetly in his jar.
"That means yes."
"Ok then, I'll come. . . but I'm not drinking anything you've made. Or touched. Or looked at."
"I quite understand."
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Hermione sat by herself in the corner with a butterbeer in one hand and a glass of Firewhiskey in the other. She didn't know very many people at the party - they were mostly Fred and George's friends from the Joke Shop industry.
She took a sip of Firewhiskey, and chased it down with some butterbeer to disguise the taste. She didn't really want to get drunk again - not after last Friday's episode - but there wasn't much else to do. Hermione wasn't the dancing type.
Just then, Ron and Harry entered the party, already rather tipsy.
"We're HERE!!!" Harry announced.
Hermione tried to make herself look inconspicuous. It didn't work. The two boys came bounding over to her.
"Hermione - where did you go on Saturday? You didn't even say goodbye!"
"Oh, er. . . I remembered something that I had to do. Urgently."
"Ooooh - where did you get that drink?" Harry ran off to find one.
"I thought something was wrong when you ran off like that."
"Oh - er. No, no. Just. . . business. . ."
"Ah. Ok then. Can I get you another drink?"
"Um, well. I wasn't really going to drink tonight."
"Fair enough."
Before Ron could go and get himself a drink, George came in holding something in his hand, covered in a black cloth. He stood on the coffee table in the middle of the room and yelled for attention.
"Behold!" he cried. "Fred, the incredible, magnificent, electric blue, all- dancing, all-singing Frog!"
He whipped off the cloth to reveal Fred in his jar. The jar had been decorated with silver stickers in the shape of stars, and Fred was wearing a white bow-tie. He blinked once, then croaked.
"Let's get him drunk!" someone called out from the crowd.
George hooted in the way only boys with alcohol can, and pumped his fist in the air.
"Fred the drunken Frog!!"
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Hermione and Ron were still sitting on the couch an hour later. Hermione was on her second Firewhiskey and Butterbeer. Ron was on his third.
"Ron. . . I feel kinda dizzy. . ."
"Do you wanna go outside?"
"Yeah. . ."
Ron helped Hermione up and took her outside. It was quite cold, and she felt a bit better.
"Did you hear what happened with Harry and Ginny?"
"No! Tell me."
"Well, Harry got drunk, and everyone, including Ginny, thought that he proposed to her. But, George got the whole thing on video and it turns out Harry actually thought he was proposing to me. Ginny was pretty pissed off when Harry told her."
Hermione laughed.
"Poor Ginny. She really has it bad for him, huh?" She paused. "Wait - Harry thought he was proposing to you? Isn't that a bit. . ."
"Yeah. . . I'm trying not to think about that. . ."
"Fair enough." Hermione swayed a bit. "Er, do you mind if we sit down?"
"Oh - no. Of course not."
They both sat down on the front step.
"So, how's Ginny now?"
"She wont come out of her room. . . but she'll get over it. I think she knew deep down that he didn't *really* propose to her. She's just pretty annoyed that her little scheme didn't work."
"I can imagine. It must be pretty awful to be so infatuated with someone who doesn't like you back. . ."
Ron blushed, and hoped Hermione couldn't see in the dark.
"Er, yeah. It must be. . ."
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Fred the Frog was staggering around the coffee table. He was surrounded by a bunch of his friends, all hooting and making 'manly' noises.
"Look - it'sh Freg the Shmashed Frod!" cried George in drunken delight, and poured another glass of butterbeer onto the blue amphibian.
The frog hiccupped, and then with a sudden bang, accompanied by a lot of green smoke, Fred the human was lying on the table.
"Whoa. . ." he said. "Did that really just happen?"
"Oh no! What about our travelling act?!?" cried George in dismay. The smoke cleared away. There was a moments shocked silence and then everyone burst into laughter.
"What? What?"
"Fred," George gasped for air. "You're still blue!"
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Whether it was the alcohol, or the setting, Hermione didn't know, but she was suddenly seised with a mad desire to do something SHOCKING.
"Ron," she said. "I know it was your birthday, like, two weeks ago. . ."
"Yeah. . ." Ron gave her a strange look.
"Well, I'm sorry I didn't get you what you really wanted."
Ron blanched.
"Er, what-"
Whatever he was going to say, Hermione never found out, because just then she decided to kiss him.
"Happy Birthday, Ron," she said, pulling away.
Ron sat on the doorstep, completely stunned.
"Ron?"
Hermione poked him.
"Ron? Are you ok?"
"Ah, er. Yeah," he said.
And promptly fainted.
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A/N Will post the next, and probably final, chapter soon!
a BIG thanks to all my reviewers - you guys are the BESTEST!!!
Sage and Snape: Come on, hun - wheres all the updates?!? I'm not taking uni work as an excuse - I was supposed to do a bunch of assignments, an essay outline + study for my test on Tuesday in the last two weeks. Haven't touched the work and am going back tomorrow :P No no, it's ok. Just make sure you don't forget about all your s&s fans - I'll need your fics to make me feel better when I flunk everything lol
Straycat: no. no you can't have longer chapters :P Actually this one is longer than all the others. Lucky you! And the best way to thank me for reviewing yours is to update!!! UPDATE!! UPDATE!!!
And awww thank you all so much - Red of Rose, Strawberry Sqirl Monkey, Debatingqueen, rurounix, CurlsofGold, Crooked Glasses, Hermione-Hogwarts - I love you all!!! If I haven't reviewed any of your fics yet, then I will soon, I promise! Except CurlsofGold - I can't speak spanish!!! Do tell me if you write any in english!!
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Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. If I did, I would be writing cool stories that I could make a PROFIT from.
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Harry was jumping on his bed in excitement when Ginny walked in.
"Heya, Harry. Are you excited about our wedding, too? We have a lot to plan though, so come down here and help. Which fabric do you like better for the bridesmaids robes?"
"I'm excited because we're NOT getting married, Ginny," he said, very tactfully.
"What?"
"We're not getting married - I didn't propose to you at all!"
"WHAT?!?" Ginny screeched, dropping magazines, fabric and cake samples onto the floor.
"I didn't propose to you - I thought you were Ron!"
Ginny stood in Harry's doorway, breathing deeply in anger and turning a strange shade of purple. Her left eye began to twitch. Harry thought he probably should stop jumping on the bed.
"Er. . . I'm sorry?"
Ginny opened her mouth in an ear-splitting scream and ran from the house.
George looked at Fred the Frog in his jar.
"I think she took that rather well."
Fred croaked in agreement.
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There was a knock on Hermione's apartment door and she answered it to find George standing there with a blue frog in a jar.
"Er. . . ???"
"Hermione, this is Fred the Frog."
"Oooo-kay. And where is Fred the twin?"
"In the jar. He accidentally turned himself into a frog last Friday. You were there. . .??"
"Oh, er. I don't actually remember anything I did on Friday."
"Ah. Yes, well that's probably good."
Hermione didn't ask.
"Well, Fred and I came around to invite you to our flat tonight. We're going to be having a big bash to celebrate Fred's career move."
"His career move?"
"Yes. He's going to become world famous with his singing and dancing act. We have it all planned out. Who wouldn't pay money to see a blue frog that can sing and dance?"
"Er. . . right."
"So will you come?"
"I'll think about it."
"See you there, then. Fred will be most disappointed if you don't turn up, wont you, Fred?"
Fred croaked wetly in his jar.
"That means yes."
"Ok then, I'll come. . . but I'm not drinking anything you've made. Or touched. Or looked at."
"I quite understand."
oOo
Hermione sat by herself in the corner with a butterbeer in one hand and a glass of Firewhiskey in the other. She didn't know very many people at the party - they were mostly Fred and George's friends from the Joke Shop industry.
She took a sip of Firewhiskey, and chased it down with some butterbeer to disguise the taste. She didn't really want to get drunk again - not after last Friday's episode - but there wasn't much else to do. Hermione wasn't the dancing type.
Just then, Ron and Harry entered the party, already rather tipsy.
"We're HERE!!!" Harry announced.
Hermione tried to make herself look inconspicuous. It didn't work. The two boys came bounding over to her.
"Hermione - where did you go on Saturday? You didn't even say goodbye!"
"Oh, er. . . I remembered something that I had to do. Urgently."
"Ooooh - where did you get that drink?" Harry ran off to find one.
"I thought something was wrong when you ran off like that."
"Oh - er. No, no. Just. . . business. . ."
"Ah. Ok then. Can I get you another drink?"
"Um, well. I wasn't really going to drink tonight."
"Fair enough."
Before Ron could go and get himself a drink, George came in holding something in his hand, covered in a black cloth. He stood on the coffee table in the middle of the room and yelled for attention.
"Behold!" he cried. "Fred, the incredible, magnificent, electric blue, all- dancing, all-singing Frog!"
He whipped off the cloth to reveal Fred in his jar. The jar had been decorated with silver stickers in the shape of stars, and Fred was wearing a white bow-tie. He blinked once, then croaked.
"Let's get him drunk!" someone called out from the crowd.
George hooted in the way only boys with alcohol can, and pumped his fist in the air.
"Fred the drunken Frog!!"
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Hermione and Ron were still sitting on the couch an hour later. Hermione was on her second Firewhiskey and Butterbeer. Ron was on his third.
"Ron. . . I feel kinda dizzy. . ."
"Do you wanna go outside?"
"Yeah. . ."
Ron helped Hermione up and took her outside. It was quite cold, and she felt a bit better.
"Did you hear what happened with Harry and Ginny?"
"No! Tell me."
"Well, Harry got drunk, and everyone, including Ginny, thought that he proposed to her. But, George got the whole thing on video and it turns out Harry actually thought he was proposing to me. Ginny was pretty pissed off when Harry told her."
Hermione laughed.
"Poor Ginny. She really has it bad for him, huh?" She paused. "Wait - Harry thought he was proposing to you? Isn't that a bit. . ."
"Yeah. . . I'm trying not to think about that. . ."
"Fair enough." Hermione swayed a bit. "Er, do you mind if we sit down?"
"Oh - no. Of course not."
They both sat down on the front step.
"So, how's Ginny now?"
"She wont come out of her room. . . but she'll get over it. I think she knew deep down that he didn't *really* propose to her. She's just pretty annoyed that her little scheme didn't work."
"I can imagine. It must be pretty awful to be so infatuated with someone who doesn't like you back. . ."
Ron blushed, and hoped Hermione couldn't see in the dark.
"Er, yeah. It must be. . ."
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Fred the Frog was staggering around the coffee table. He was surrounded by a bunch of his friends, all hooting and making 'manly' noises.
"Look - it'sh Freg the Shmashed Frod!" cried George in drunken delight, and poured another glass of butterbeer onto the blue amphibian.
The frog hiccupped, and then with a sudden bang, accompanied by a lot of green smoke, Fred the human was lying on the table.
"Whoa. . ." he said. "Did that really just happen?"
"Oh no! What about our travelling act?!?" cried George in dismay. The smoke cleared away. There was a moments shocked silence and then everyone burst into laughter.
"What? What?"
"Fred," George gasped for air. "You're still blue!"
oOo
Whether it was the alcohol, or the setting, Hermione didn't know, but she was suddenly seised with a mad desire to do something SHOCKING.
"Ron," she said. "I know it was your birthday, like, two weeks ago. . ."
"Yeah. . ." Ron gave her a strange look.
"Well, I'm sorry I didn't get you what you really wanted."
Ron blanched.
"Er, what-"
Whatever he was going to say, Hermione never found out, because just then she decided to kiss him.
"Happy Birthday, Ron," she said, pulling away.
Ron sat on the doorstep, completely stunned.
"Ron?"
Hermione poked him.
"Ron? Are you ok?"
"Ah, er. Yeah," he said.
And promptly fainted.
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A/N Will post the next, and probably final, chapter soon!
a BIG thanks to all my reviewers - you guys are the BESTEST!!!
Sage and Snape: Come on, hun - wheres all the updates?!? I'm not taking uni work as an excuse - I was supposed to do a bunch of assignments, an essay outline + study for my test on Tuesday in the last two weeks. Haven't touched the work and am going back tomorrow :P No no, it's ok. Just make sure you don't forget about all your s&s fans - I'll need your fics to make me feel better when I flunk everything lol
Straycat: no. no you can't have longer chapters :P Actually this one is longer than all the others. Lucky you! And the best way to thank me for reviewing yours is to update!!! UPDATE!! UPDATE!!!
And awww thank you all so much - Red of Rose, Strawberry Sqirl Monkey, Debatingqueen, rurounix, CurlsofGold, Crooked Glasses, Hermione-Hogwarts - I love you all!!! If I haven't reviewed any of your fics yet, then I will soon, I promise! Except CurlsofGold - I can't speak spanish!!! Do tell me if you write any in english!!