A/N: Sorry for not updating earlier. I just got back to school after being
ill for almost two weeks and had to start learning for eight tests (and I
can say that it was an easy week!). I need to have a rest.
Disclaimer: If they were mine I would be rich enough to scratch Hitler from all history course books so that I wouldn't have to use my precious brain learning about it! No offence Hitler fans.
"What?! You really drank too much this night!"
"Does this mean yes?"
"NO!"
"Why?"
"Because."
"Name five reasons."
"First - you don't love me..."
"Who says?"
"...second - I don't love you..."
"You just don't know that you do."
"...third - you're older than me 20 years..."
"In wizarding world it is nothing."
"...fourth - you're Harry's godfather..."
"Harry doesn't mind, do you?"
"As far as I'm concerned you can marry whoever you want," grinned Harry.
"...and fifth - you're my teacher."
"You're finishing school this year."
"Merlin, do you have arguments against everything I say?"
"Let me think... Yes!"
"OK, I give up. You're too smart for me."
"This means you're marrying me?"
"NO!"
"Why?"
"I already told you!" this was starting to get a rise out of Hermione.
"You did not."
"I did."
"Did not."
"Did."
"Did not."
"Somebody help me! Ginny, please," Hermione shouted exasperated.
"What can I say? It's too funny to listen you two, to stop it now. I say that Sirius is right."
"Thanks, Gin," grinned Sirius.
"Ron? Harry?"
"Don't look at us, Hermione. Ginny is right - it is too funny to stop it," answered Ron.
"Great! My friends left me alone in the battlefield!"
"This means you're marrying me?"
"NO!"
"Why?"
"I already... Oh no, we won't start this again!"
"So you will marry me?"
"No! Why, in the name of Merlin, should I?"
"I was waiting for this question. Simple. I'm handsome, smart, kind, witty and rich," smirked Sirius.
"And you forgot to mention immature, stuck-up, irresponsible clown!"
"It's just a triviality. So it's settled then. We're getting married. Now on with a game. Harry, truth or dare?"
"Nothing is settled, Sirius! I'm not going to..." Hermione couldn't finish her sentence because Sirius put a silencing charm on her.
"Now while the charm doesn't wear off," and looking to Hermione who was trying to say something and looked very angry he added "it will very soon, so stop sawing the air, let's play. So, Harry, I'm waiting.
"Dare."
"You're the only one that is fully clothed here and it's not fair. I need to think..." a mischievous grin appeared on Sirius' face. "I know!"
"I smell danger..."
"And you should, because I dare you to cut your hair."
"Just that?" Harry looked relieved.
"I mean completely. Bald. And let them grow naturally. No magic in growing them back!"
"Not even growing potion?"
"Nope."
Harry thought for a moment.
"Does anyone have a razor here?"
Everyone gaped at Harry open-mouthed.
Ron was the first one to use his mouth in its original usage.
"Do you feel well, mate?"
"Sure. Why?"
"Ok, at first you ate a sandwich with worm and now you say that you're going to cut your hair. I wouldn't say anything if you would have agreed to just shorten them, but to cut them completely!"
"Yeah, Harry, what's happening to you?" Hermione finally regained her ability to talk and it seemed that she even forgot to yell at Sirius.
"Calm down everyone," Harry laughed from his friends' expressions. "I do not nuts or something, just want to have some fun. And if you have forgotten, hair tend to grow so I'm not going to stay that way all my life."
"And I think he would look cute that way," Ginny said blushing.
"Thanks, Ginny. So I'm asking one more time, does anyone have a razor?"
"How many times do I have to repeat? Muggle inventions don't work in Hogwarts! It's written in black and white in Hogwarts. A History."
"So what shall we do then?"
"My dear boy, I think you forgot that we are wizards. Which means that we can use magic. I know a suitable spell. So are you sure you want that?"
"Definitely. Just tell me are you sure that it's gonna work?"
"Trust me."
"I get a scare when he says that," mumbled Hermione.
Sirius pointed his wand to Harry and told a spell which didn't leave any hair on his head.
"There you go."
Harry lifted his hands to the head and felt the bare skin.
"Does anyone have a mirror? I want to see how I look."
Ron took a hand mirror that was lying on a table and gave it to Harry. He took the mirror and stared into it with unreadable expression on his face. After about a minute a huge grin appeared on his face.
"Hey I look great! What do you think?"
TBC
A/N: You all know what I'm going to say. Review!!!
Disclaimer: If they were mine I would be rich enough to scratch Hitler from all history course books so that I wouldn't have to use my precious brain learning about it! No offence Hitler fans.
"What?! You really drank too much this night!"
"Does this mean yes?"
"NO!"
"Why?"
"Because."
"Name five reasons."
"First - you don't love me..."
"Who says?"
"...second - I don't love you..."
"You just don't know that you do."
"...third - you're older than me 20 years..."
"In wizarding world it is nothing."
"...fourth - you're Harry's godfather..."
"Harry doesn't mind, do you?"
"As far as I'm concerned you can marry whoever you want," grinned Harry.
"...and fifth - you're my teacher."
"You're finishing school this year."
"Merlin, do you have arguments against everything I say?"
"Let me think... Yes!"
"OK, I give up. You're too smart for me."
"This means you're marrying me?"
"NO!"
"Why?"
"I already told you!" this was starting to get a rise out of Hermione.
"You did not."
"I did."
"Did not."
"Did."
"Did not."
"Somebody help me! Ginny, please," Hermione shouted exasperated.
"What can I say? It's too funny to listen you two, to stop it now. I say that Sirius is right."
"Thanks, Gin," grinned Sirius.
"Ron? Harry?"
"Don't look at us, Hermione. Ginny is right - it is too funny to stop it," answered Ron.
"Great! My friends left me alone in the battlefield!"
"This means you're marrying me?"
"NO!"
"Why?"
"I already... Oh no, we won't start this again!"
"So you will marry me?"
"No! Why, in the name of Merlin, should I?"
"I was waiting for this question. Simple. I'm handsome, smart, kind, witty and rich," smirked Sirius.
"And you forgot to mention immature, stuck-up, irresponsible clown!"
"It's just a triviality. So it's settled then. We're getting married. Now on with a game. Harry, truth or dare?"
"Nothing is settled, Sirius! I'm not going to..." Hermione couldn't finish her sentence because Sirius put a silencing charm on her.
"Now while the charm doesn't wear off," and looking to Hermione who was trying to say something and looked very angry he added "it will very soon, so stop sawing the air, let's play. So, Harry, I'm waiting.
"Dare."
"You're the only one that is fully clothed here and it's not fair. I need to think..." a mischievous grin appeared on Sirius' face. "I know!"
"I smell danger..."
"And you should, because I dare you to cut your hair."
"Just that?" Harry looked relieved.
"I mean completely. Bald. And let them grow naturally. No magic in growing them back!"
"Not even growing potion?"
"Nope."
Harry thought for a moment.
"Does anyone have a razor here?"
Everyone gaped at Harry open-mouthed.
Ron was the first one to use his mouth in its original usage.
"Do you feel well, mate?"
"Sure. Why?"
"Ok, at first you ate a sandwich with worm and now you say that you're going to cut your hair. I wouldn't say anything if you would have agreed to just shorten them, but to cut them completely!"
"Yeah, Harry, what's happening to you?" Hermione finally regained her ability to talk and it seemed that she even forgot to yell at Sirius.
"Calm down everyone," Harry laughed from his friends' expressions. "I do not nuts or something, just want to have some fun. And if you have forgotten, hair tend to grow so I'm not going to stay that way all my life."
"And I think he would look cute that way," Ginny said blushing.
"Thanks, Ginny. So I'm asking one more time, does anyone have a razor?"
"How many times do I have to repeat? Muggle inventions don't work in Hogwarts! It's written in black and white in Hogwarts. A History."
"So what shall we do then?"
"My dear boy, I think you forgot that we are wizards. Which means that we can use magic. I know a suitable spell. So are you sure you want that?"
"Definitely. Just tell me are you sure that it's gonna work?"
"Trust me."
"I get a scare when he says that," mumbled Hermione.
Sirius pointed his wand to Harry and told a spell which didn't leave any hair on his head.
"There you go."
Harry lifted his hands to the head and felt the bare skin.
"Does anyone have a mirror? I want to see how I look."
Ron took a hand mirror that was lying on a table and gave it to Harry. He took the mirror and stared into it with unreadable expression on his face. After about a minute a huge grin appeared on his face.
"Hey I look great! What do you think?"
TBC
A/N: You all know what I'm going to say. Review!!!