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AUTHOR'S NOTE: All right, this one takes place in Harry's dorm room, and he's there with Ginny. They're discussing Ron and Hermione. First Ginny speaks, then Harry, then Ginny, etc.
~~Shut Up~~
"What are you talking about?"
"Oh, come on, Gin. It's so obvious."
"What? No it isn't! They hate each other. They're always fighting. They practically never speak civilly with each other!"
"Yeah, but he's always starting those fights. He loves those fights. And she rather enjoys them too. Check out the look on her face after she wins a particularly heated one. She's practically beaming."
"Oh, come on, Harry. You're gonna have to try a little harder to convince me that Ron and Hermione are going to fall madly in love with each other as soon as one of them has the nerve to confess their inescapable attraction to the other. It's simply too farfetched. It's basically inconceivable."
"You use a lot of big words, Gin."
"Shut up, Harry."
"But it's true. He talks about her all the time. In the past month, he's talked more about her hair, her eyes, her boo--brains than both Quidditch and food combined. Hey, don't laugh. He has."
"Her 'boo--brains'?"
"Shut up, Gin."
"Anyway, I'm sure he was just saying how much they annoyed him. Though I must admit the part about 'boo--brains' kind of throws off my theory."
"Gin..."
"Come on, Harry, admit it. He complains about her."
"Yeah, but he's always complained about her before, though hardly at all. Now he complains about her all the time. I never want to hear so much about her again. I'm starting to think I know her as well as she knows herself."
"See? He hates her. Well, not hate exactly, but she annoys him. He's just venting off feelings to you."
"Maybe, but I really wish he would vent off to someone else. I don't like the way he talks a--uh, so much about her. And, well, one can get--uh, ideas about her, uh, --character that aren't true. I'd never thought of her as beautiful before, but after listening to him, I'm starting to believe it."
"You exaggerate."
"Do I? Well, you and 'Mione have been thick as thieves lately. What does she say of Ron?"
"Oh, just how much he bothers her, always starting fights. And how tall he's gotten. How his hair's too red. How he always has to get her so riled up. And--oh my goodness..."
"You see? They like each other. And a bit more than just friends, I'd wager."
"Shut up."
"What's that all about?"
"Nothing, just shut up."
"Oh, are you afraid that ickle Ronnie-kins will get a girlfriend and leave you alone?"
"No."
"Then what?"
"Nothing. Now, tell me. What else do you know about them?"
"More than you'd care to know."
"Try me."
"All right, I'll tell you. I caught them."
Pause.
"And?"
"Well, I caught them."
"Harry...caught them doing what?"
"Kissing."
"What?! Why didn't you tell me before?"
"Because you wouldn't believe me."
"Harry, we could've avoided that whole earlier bit of arguing."
"Yeah, but I figure if arguing turns Ron and Hermione on, I ought to give it a shot."
"Harry..."
"Okay, okay. You know, you sound like your Mum when you do that."
"Shut up, Harry."
"So, now you believe me?"
"I never said I didn't."
"What are you talking about? Of course you did!"
"No, I didn't."
"But I could've sworn..."
"Nope, not once did I say 'I don't believe you'."
"Are you sure?"
"Yep. I did, however, say that it was 'basically inconceivable.'"
"You're impossible, Ginny."
"No, I just figured I'd try arguing to get you heated up."
"Oh, come on..."
"Yep. And it worked."
"Shut up, Ginny."
"Ha! See, you're blushing."
"Ginny, I'm warning you..."
"All right, all right. Just tell me what you saw."
"When?"
"When you caught them!"
"Oh, well, nothing really. And I shut the door real fast, so I'm pretty sure they didn't see me."
"Where were they?"
"Right here."
"Right here?! In your dorm room?"
"Well, it's his dorm room too..."
"Still! Oh, goodness..."
"You're laughing...and blushing."
"Well, it's funny. And embarrassing. What do you suppose will happen between them?"
"I dunno. But I bet it started with that kiss."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"Then--do you think we could--I don't know--start something?"
"Why, Virginia Weasley! What a bold thing to say!"
"Shut up, Harry, and kiss me."
"Your wish is my command, fair lady!"
"Shut up."
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AUTHOR'S NOTE: All right, this one takes place in Harry's dorm room, and he's there with Ginny. They're discussing Ron and Hermione. First Ginny speaks, then Harry, then Ginny, etc.
~~Shut Up~~
"What are you talking about?"
"Oh, come on, Gin. It's so obvious."
"What? No it isn't! They hate each other. They're always fighting. They practically never speak civilly with each other!"
"Yeah, but he's always starting those fights. He loves those fights. And she rather enjoys them too. Check out the look on her face after she wins a particularly heated one. She's practically beaming."
"Oh, come on, Harry. You're gonna have to try a little harder to convince me that Ron and Hermione are going to fall madly in love with each other as soon as one of them has the nerve to confess their inescapable attraction to the other. It's simply too farfetched. It's basically inconceivable."
"You use a lot of big words, Gin."
"Shut up, Harry."
"But it's true. He talks about her all the time. In the past month, he's talked more about her hair, her eyes, her boo--brains than both Quidditch and food combined. Hey, don't laugh. He has."
"Her 'boo--brains'?"
"Shut up, Gin."
"Anyway, I'm sure he was just saying how much they annoyed him. Though I must admit the part about 'boo--brains' kind of throws off my theory."
"Gin..."
"Come on, Harry, admit it. He complains about her."
"Yeah, but he's always complained about her before, though hardly at all. Now he complains about her all the time. I never want to hear so much about her again. I'm starting to think I know her as well as she knows herself."
"See? He hates her. Well, not hate exactly, but she annoys him. He's just venting off feelings to you."
"Maybe, but I really wish he would vent off to someone else. I don't like the way he talks a--uh, so much about her. And, well, one can get--uh, ideas about her, uh, --character that aren't true. I'd never thought of her as beautiful before, but after listening to him, I'm starting to believe it."
"You exaggerate."
"Do I? Well, you and 'Mione have been thick as thieves lately. What does she say of Ron?"
"Oh, just how much he bothers her, always starting fights. And how tall he's gotten. How his hair's too red. How he always has to get her so riled up. And--oh my goodness..."
"You see? They like each other. And a bit more than just friends, I'd wager."
"Shut up."
"What's that all about?"
"Nothing, just shut up."
"Oh, are you afraid that ickle Ronnie-kins will get a girlfriend and leave you alone?"
"No."
"Then what?"
"Nothing. Now, tell me. What else do you know about them?"
"More than you'd care to know."
"Try me."
"All right, I'll tell you. I caught them."
Pause.
"And?"
"Well, I caught them."
"Harry...caught them doing what?"
"Kissing."
"What?! Why didn't you tell me before?"
"Because you wouldn't believe me."
"Harry, we could've avoided that whole earlier bit of arguing."
"Yeah, but I figure if arguing turns Ron and Hermione on, I ought to give it a shot."
"Harry..."
"Okay, okay. You know, you sound like your Mum when you do that."
"Shut up, Harry."
"So, now you believe me?"
"I never said I didn't."
"What are you talking about? Of course you did!"
"No, I didn't."
"But I could've sworn..."
"Nope, not once did I say 'I don't believe you'."
"Are you sure?"
"Yep. I did, however, say that it was 'basically inconceivable.'"
"You're impossible, Ginny."
"No, I just figured I'd try arguing to get you heated up."
"Oh, come on..."
"Yep. And it worked."
"Shut up, Ginny."
"Ha! See, you're blushing."
"Ginny, I'm warning you..."
"All right, all right. Just tell me what you saw."
"When?"
"When you caught them!"
"Oh, well, nothing really. And I shut the door real fast, so I'm pretty sure they didn't see me."
"Where were they?"
"Right here."
"Right here?! In your dorm room?"
"Well, it's his dorm room too..."
"Still! Oh, goodness..."
"You're laughing...and blushing."
"Well, it's funny. And embarrassing. What do you suppose will happen between them?"
"I dunno. But I bet it started with that kiss."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"Then--do you think we could--I don't know--start something?"
"Why, Virginia Weasley! What a bold thing to say!"
"Shut up, Harry, and kiss me."
"Your wish is my command, fair lady!"
"Shut up."
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