Chapter 3: Ron's Struggle
Harry and Ron pulled back into their bedroom and stared at each other. Ron shrugged and lunged under the bed to retrieve the Playwitch magazine. Harry sat down on his bed. "Hey. uh. Harry?" Ron looked sheepishly at Harry. "Yeah Ron?" Harry looked over at his nightstand and picked up a glass of water. "Do you think I could. borrow this magazine tonight?" Ron looked at Harry and than at his own glass of water. Harry looked at Ron suspiciously. "I suppose.Why?" Harry narrowed his eyes. Ron coughed and took a sip of his water. "Aw man Harry. Why do you think?" Ron looked up. Harry suppressed a smile. "Yeah. Yeah, it's fine Ron," Harry pulled at his sheets and started to climb into bed. Ron took the magazine and headed for the bathroom door.
Professor Severus Snape walked up towards the door, which would take him to the Black family's house. He stopped and looked at his watch. Midnight. Hopefully Lupin will still be staying there, he thought.
Ron sat on the edge of the bathtub with the Playwitch magazine still in hand. He pulled at the strings of his striped pajama bottoms and opened the magazine. A half page, naked picture of Rita Skeeter stared hungrily up at him. Ron screamed.
Harry opened his eyes at the sound of Ron's screams. Gee whiz, he's only been in there a minute, Harry thought, how fast can it go?
Ron flipped the page quickly and found a very pretty blond witch holding a Firebolt. It was then that Ron felt comfortable enough to get busy.
Professor Snape walked around the side of the house to the back door that was close to Lupin's bedroom so as not to disturb anyone. He walked past the kitchen window and saw Mrs. Weasley cutting at a very bushy head of hair. Realizing it was Granger's he laughed to himself. Snape kept walking when he reached Harry and Ron's bedroom window and saw Harry sleeping. Potter, the little piece of shit, he thought, who does he think he's fooling? Glaring into the night he kept walking. Almost to the door, he thought. A light was shining on in window up ahead.
Ron was definitely hot now and he flipped the page to two brunette witches kissing each other. Wicked, he thought, this is what I wanted. All of a sudden there was a loud CRACK and George appeared in the bathroom with a look of confusion on his face. "Hey Ron have you seen. OH MY GOD!" George screamed and threw his hands over his eyes as fast as he could. Ron's ears turned redder than ever and he began to pull his pants up.
Snape edged his way around a large, green bush and found himself face-to- face with the lighted window. Inside were two redheaded boys, one fumbling with his pants, the other trying to get out of the bathroom with his eyes shielded. Was that Ron Weasley?
Harry heard another voice screaming inside the bathroom and he turned on the light to the bedroom. He stood up and began fumbling inside the dresser looking for something.
Inside the bathroom Ron was still fumbling with his pants and fell backward into the bathtub. Another loud CRACK sounded and Fred appeared. "Hey George did you find the tube we were. George what are you doing?" Fred looked around and saw Ron, with his pants still not on, lying backwards in the bathtub. "What the hell were you doing?"
Snape was still looking through the window, when another redheaded boy appeared inside the bathroom. Indeed it was Ron Weasley. Fred and George too. Snape tried to avert his eyes and keep walking but he wad transfixed. He tilted his head to the side and stared at the pajama pants around Ron's ankles. Then he looked a little farther up.
Harry reached under a pair of robes and came up with his wand. There was loud banging on the door now. It sounded like two different pairs of hands. What in the world is going on in there, he thought.
"Ron! Oh my god!" Fred screamed at his brother. They continued to pound and one more time, there was a loud CRACK. "Fred Weasley! I cannot believe your behavior! That poor girl is crying in there. FREDERICK! ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?" Mrs. Weasley shouted at her son. She looked around and noticed the two twins pounding on the door. Looking around she realized she was in a loo and saw Ron in the bathtub, finally getting his pants on properly. "RONALD WEASLEY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" "GEORGE WHERE IS THE KEY?" Fred shouted. "I don't know! I can't find the key!" George shouted back. "WHERE IS YOUR WAND?" "For Christ's sake!" Mrs. Weasley pulled out her wand and cried, "Alohomora!" The twins fell through the door and Mrs. Weasley jumped back.
Harry jumped back as the door to the bathroom opened. He was surprised to find Fred, George, and Mrs. Weasley all in the bathroom with Ron. He raised his eyebrows and Fred and George got to their feet. Mrs. Weasley too left the bathroom leaving Ron still in the bathtub, horrorstruck. Ron jumped to his feet and slammed the door.
Heaving, Ron leaned against the door. He looked out the window and saw the bushes rustling.
Snape reached the backdoor to the house and unlocked it. Still thinking about Ron, he walked down the hallway to the bedroom he had seen Harry. He heard quite a disruption inside so he let himself in.
Harry looked at the person who had walked inside the bedroom. "Snape?" he whispered. "Professor Snape, boy. That will be ten." Snape thought about this for a moment. "Well, I was just stopping by to see if Lupin was here." Mrs. Weasley sighed and nodded.
Harry and Ron pulled back into their bedroom and stared at each other. Ron shrugged and lunged under the bed to retrieve the Playwitch magazine. Harry sat down on his bed. "Hey. uh. Harry?" Ron looked sheepishly at Harry. "Yeah Ron?" Harry looked over at his nightstand and picked up a glass of water. "Do you think I could. borrow this magazine tonight?" Ron looked at Harry and than at his own glass of water. Harry looked at Ron suspiciously. "I suppose.Why?" Harry narrowed his eyes. Ron coughed and took a sip of his water. "Aw man Harry. Why do you think?" Ron looked up. Harry suppressed a smile. "Yeah. Yeah, it's fine Ron," Harry pulled at his sheets and started to climb into bed. Ron took the magazine and headed for the bathroom door.
Professor Severus Snape walked up towards the door, which would take him to the Black family's house. He stopped and looked at his watch. Midnight. Hopefully Lupin will still be staying there, he thought.
Ron sat on the edge of the bathtub with the Playwitch magazine still in hand. He pulled at the strings of his striped pajama bottoms and opened the magazine. A half page, naked picture of Rita Skeeter stared hungrily up at him. Ron screamed.
Harry opened his eyes at the sound of Ron's screams. Gee whiz, he's only been in there a minute, Harry thought, how fast can it go?
Ron flipped the page quickly and found a very pretty blond witch holding a Firebolt. It was then that Ron felt comfortable enough to get busy.
Professor Snape walked around the side of the house to the back door that was close to Lupin's bedroom so as not to disturb anyone. He walked past the kitchen window and saw Mrs. Weasley cutting at a very bushy head of hair. Realizing it was Granger's he laughed to himself. Snape kept walking when he reached Harry and Ron's bedroom window and saw Harry sleeping. Potter, the little piece of shit, he thought, who does he think he's fooling? Glaring into the night he kept walking. Almost to the door, he thought. A light was shining on in window up ahead.
Ron was definitely hot now and he flipped the page to two brunette witches kissing each other. Wicked, he thought, this is what I wanted. All of a sudden there was a loud CRACK and George appeared in the bathroom with a look of confusion on his face. "Hey Ron have you seen. OH MY GOD!" George screamed and threw his hands over his eyes as fast as he could. Ron's ears turned redder than ever and he began to pull his pants up.
Snape edged his way around a large, green bush and found himself face-to- face with the lighted window. Inside were two redheaded boys, one fumbling with his pants, the other trying to get out of the bathroom with his eyes shielded. Was that Ron Weasley?
Harry heard another voice screaming inside the bathroom and he turned on the light to the bedroom. He stood up and began fumbling inside the dresser looking for something.
Inside the bathroom Ron was still fumbling with his pants and fell backward into the bathtub. Another loud CRACK sounded and Fred appeared. "Hey George did you find the tube we were. George what are you doing?" Fred looked around and saw Ron, with his pants still not on, lying backwards in the bathtub. "What the hell were you doing?"
Snape was still looking through the window, when another redheaded boy appeared inside the bathroom. Indeed it was Ron Weasley. Fred and George too. Snape tried to avert his eyes and keep walking but he wad transfixed. He tilted his head to the side and stared at the pajama pants around Ron's ankles. Then he looked a little farther up.
Harry reached under a pair of robes and came up with his wand. There was loud banging on the door now. It sounded like two different pairs of hands. What in the world is going on in there, he thought.
"Ron! Oh my god!" Fred screamed at his brother. They continued to pound and one more time, there was a loud CRACK. "Fred Weasley! I cannot believe your behavior! That poor girl is crying in there. FREDERICK! ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?" Mrs. Weasley shouted at her son. She looked around and noticed the two twins pounding on the door. Looking around she realized she was in a loo and saw Ron in the bathtub, finally getting his pants on properly. "RONALD WEASLEY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" "GEORGE WHERE IS THE KEY?" Fred shouted. "I don't know! I can't find the key!" George shouted back. "WHERE IS YOUR WAND?" "For Christ's sake!" Mrs. Weasley pulled out her wand and cried, "Alohomora!" The twins fell through the door and Mrs. Weasley jumped back.
Harry jumped back as the door to the bathroom opened. He was surprised to find Fred, George, and Mrs. Weasley all in the bathroom with Ron. He raised his eyebrows and Fred and George got to their feet. Mrs. Weasley too left the bathroom leaving Ron still in the bathtub, horrorstruck. Ron jumped to his feet and slammed the door.
Heaving, Ron leaned against the door. He looked out the window and saw the bushes rustling.
Snape reached the backdoor to the house and unlocked it. Still thinking about Ron, he walked down the hallway to the bedroom he had seen Harry. He heard quite a disruption inside so he let himself in.
Harry looked at the person who had walked inside the bedroom. "Snape?" he whispered. "Professor Snape, boy. That will be ten." Snape thought about this for a moment. "Well, I was just stopping by to see if Lupin was here." Mrs. Weasley sighed and nodded.