A/N from NAT: well we have gotten the odd complaint and I mean I like getting reviews who am i kidding i LOVE getting reviews more please
Special Thanks to:
Cheekii Monkey and GoldenSunJenna for reviewing we are not doing chat speak anymore because well first of all nobody likes it and its against the rules but I'm so laz(i.e. lazy) to change it so Ender converts everything so love him and praise him.
We are on a strike for more reviews no more chaps. till I get a review or two or 10. Anyway remember be diligent like us.
By the way Ender commands that other fanfic writers be as Diligent as us in their storys so we can read them and be happy.
Disclaimer:We do not own Harry or his friends wait yes we do we own Antoinette and Chase but I guess I won't get rich off two charries huh?
"Hermione?"
"Yeah?"
"How are we going to get Ron and Tony together?"
"Don't know."
"Will you stop reading that book and pay attention?!"
"I am paying attention—Hey! Give that back Harry!"
"Now that I have your attention, what are we going to do with Ron and Tony?"
"Harry! Just GIVE ME BACK MY BOOK!"
"Not until you listen to me. Do you promise to listen?"
"Yes yes."
"Hermione?"
"Mmm?"
"Merlin's beard Hermione! Now listen!"
"Harry James Potter, give me back my book NOW!!!"
"Not until you help."
"Okay! Fine…We could lure them out of bed and force them to stay somewhere…uncomfortable to stay away from Filch."
"That's great Hermione!"
"Yes I know. Book please."
"Here, take it. Now how are we going to put this into action?"
"Leave that to me Harry."
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Antoinette walked into the library in search of Hermione. She had told her that she needed to talk to her. She spotted Hermione at a nearby table, it was very late. "Why'd you call me out this late?" Her eyes glanced around and saw Ron. "What is he doing here?" she spat.
"He's here because he's one of my and Harry's best friends." It was just then that Antoinette saw Harry.
"Okay, whatever." She said, sitting down next to Hermione.
Ron glanced up at Antoinette. 'Great, here we go again.' he thought. "So Harry, why did you two ask me down here? Seriously, it's eleven."
"I'll tell you in a second. But first, Hermione and I need to take outside in case Filch is about. He won't get us but you two are still at risk." He got up and motioned Hermione to follow him. They walked out of the library and toward the Head Boy's and Girl's room. 'Have fun and good luck.' he thought.
"God! They're taking a long time." Antoinette said, looking at the clock. "Oh my God Ron! It's twelve! We've got to get out of here." she said, making her way out of the library.
Ron blinked as Antoinette ran out of the room. He hadn't been paying attention. He looked up at the clock. "Bloody--" he said, running out to catch up with Antoinette. "Antoinette! Wait! Come back! Filch'll catch you for sure!" he called quietly after her. He caught up with her and saw a slouched figure. He grabbed her arm, opened the nearest door, a broom closet, pushed her in, and followed.
"Ow! Ron, that's my foot! Let me out!" she said, reaching for the door knob. "I'm not staying in here with you."
He grabbed her hand. "Antoinette be quiet!" he hissed. He heard footsteps drawing near. He put his hand over he mouth and waited for the person to pass. "I'm sorry. Would you rather have a weeks worth of detention than spend a couple minutes crammed in here with me?"
Antoinette looked at Ron angrily then bit his hand.
"Ow! What'd you do that for?!"
"Keep your filthy hands off me!" she hissed.
"I didn't want us to get caught. Filch was on the other side of that door." He nursed his hand for a few more moments then rearranged more comfortably, giving them a little bit more room.
Antoinette didn't feel comfortable at all. 'Why do I have to be stuck in here with him of all people?' she thought. She leaned her head against the door, listening. 'They're looking for us. Someone must've tipped them off about us. Uh oh, Snape's out there. And it sounds like somebody else but I can't tell who.'
It was very difficult to get comfortable in the closet. Whenever one of them moved, they would bump into the other in some way. Ron listened to the people walking by. "Who do you think tipped them off?" he asked when he didn't hear anyone on the other side.
"I'll give you one guess."
"Why are you being so short with me? It's not like I chose to be trapped in here. This has Hermione written all over it with a tinge of Harry. I'll get them back for this. I promise I will." he said the last part to himself.
"Well good for you." she said, moving to the back of the closet.
"What is your problem?!"
"What's yours?"
"You at the moment. Why are you so angry with me all the time?"
"Because you're a big, stubborn, ugly git."
Ron blinked at her a couple times. "Thanks." he said, turning toward the wall and leaning back against a very comfortable box.
After several minutes, "Will you stop staring at me?" Antoinette snapped.
Ron blinked once. He hadn't noticed he was staring at her. He was just looking blankly ahead. "Sorry…" he muttered, turning his head.
After about a minute or so Antoinette got up. "I'm leaving. I don't care if I get detention."
Ron grabbed Antoinette around the waist and pulled her into the back of the closet. Once again he put his hand over her mouth to keep her from screaming. "Are you crazy?!" he whispered in her ear, "Snape is right outside the bloody door! He'd kill you for being out this late."
Antoinette stared at him, a little shocked. But there was a different look in her emerald green eyes.
"Promise you won't try to get detention this time?" He waited for her to nod before he let go of her waist and took his hand away from her mouth. Antoinette listened carefully for a moment. She didn't hear anything.
"Sounds like they're leaving. Let's wait a couple more minutes just to be sure." Antoinette was staring at him with a strange look. After about a minute of the look she moved forward and kissed him.
Ron looked at her with a dazed look in his eyes. He gave himself a mental shake and stared at her.
Antoinette stared at him in shock for a moment before running out the door and up some stairs.
Ron stood up and made his way carefully back to Gryffindor tower. He spoke the password to the Fat Lady and stepped inside. He saw Harry and Hermione sitting in their favorite chairs. Hermione smiled at him. "Shouldn't you two be off to ruin some other peoples' days?" he asked acidly. He made his way up to his dormitory and slumped into bed. He pulled on his pajamas and smiled as he went to sleep.
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"I thought we were doing him a favor."
"I wonder what happened."
"I guess we could ask."
"We could, but would it be worth the trouble Harry? They could just lie to us."
"I guess your right…"
"What's bothering you?"
"Huh? Oh it's nothing. Just hoping we did the right thing. Ron sounded really mad. I just hope we didn't make things worse."
"We did the right thing."
"I hope your right."
"Come on Harry; let's get back to our dormitories."
"Yeah…okay." -
A/N from NAT:from now on im calling a/n -whispers- so i'll whisper u somethin during the story if i have to k so we r asking for at least 10 reviews from our lovely readers please suggestions, death threats anything
Cheekii Monkey and GoldenSunJenna for reviewing we are not doing chat speak anymore because well first of all nobody likes it and its against the rules but I'm so laz(i.e. lazy) to change it so Ender converts everything so love him and praise him.
We are on a strike for more reviews no more chaps. till I get a review or two or 10. Anyway remember be diligent like us.
By the way Ender commands that other fanfic writers be as Diligent as us in their storys so we can read them and be happy.
Disclaimer:We do not own Harry or his friends wait yes we do we own Antoinette and Chase but I guess I won't get rich off two charries huh?
"Hermione?"
"Yeah?"
"How are we going to get Ron and Tony together?"
"Don't know."
"Will you stop reading that book and pay attention?!"
"I am paying attention—Hey! Give that back Harry!"
"Now that I have your attention, what are we going to do with Ron and Tony?"
"Harry! Just GIVE ME BACK MY BOOK!"
"Not until you listen to me. Do you promise to listen?"
"Yes yes."
"Hermione?"
"Mmm?"
"Merlin's beard Hermione! Now listen!"
"Harry James Potter, give me back my book NOW!!!"
"Not until you help."
"Okay! Fine…We could lure them out of bed and force them to stay somewhere…uncomfortable to stay away from Filch."
"That's great Hermione!"
"Yes I know. Book please."
"Here, take it. Now how are we going to put this into action?"
"Leave that to me Harry."
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Antoinette walked into the library in search of Hermione. She had told her that she needed to talk to her. She spotted Hermione at a nearby table, it was very late. "Why'd you call me out this late?" Her eyes glanced around and saw Ron. "What is he doing here?" she spat.
"He's here because he's one of my and Harry's best friends." It was just then that Antoinette saw Harry.
"Okay, whatever." She said, sitting down next to Hermione.
Ron glanced up at Antoinette. 'Great, here we go again.' he thought. "So Harry, why did you two ask me down here? Seriously, it's eleven."
"I'll tell you in a second. But first, Hermione and I need to take outside in case Filch is about. He won't get us but you two are still at risk." He got up and motioned Hermione to follow him. They walked out of the library and toward the Head Boy's and Girl's room. 'Have fun and good luck.' he thought.
"God! They're taking a long time." Antoinette said, looking at the clock. "Oh my God Ron! It's twelve! We've got to get out of here." she said, making her way out of the library.
Ron blinked as Antoinette ran out of the room. He hadn't been paying attention. He looked up at the clock. "Bloody--" he said, running out to catch up with Antoinette. "Antoinette! Wait! Come back! Filch'll catch you for sure!" he called quietly after her. He caught up with her and saw a slouched figure. He grabbed her arm, opened the nearest door, a broom closet, pushed her in, and followed.
"Ow! Ron, that's my foot! Let me out!" she said, reaching for the door knob. "I'm not staying in here with you."
He grabbed her hand. "Antoinette be quiet!" he hissed. He heard footsteps drawing near. He put his hand over he mouth and waited for the person to pass. "I'm sorry. Would you rather have a weeks worth of detention than spend a couple minutes crammed in here with me?"
Antoinette looked at Ron angrily then bit his hand.
"Ow! What'd you do that for?!"
"Keep your filthy hands off me!" she hissed.
"I didn't want us to get caught. Filch was on the other side of that door." He nursed his hand for a few more moments then rearranged more comfortably, giving them a little bit more room.
Antoinette didn't feel comfortable at all. 'Why do I have to be stuck in here with him of all people?' she thought. She leaned her head against the door, listening. 'They're looking for us. Someone must've tipped them off about us. Uh oh, Snape's out there. And it sounds like somebody else but I can't tell who.'
It was very difficult to get comfortable in the closet. Whenever one of them moved, they would bump into the other in some way. Ron listened to the people walking by. "Who do you think tipped them off?" he asked when he didn't hear anyone on the other side.
"I'll give you one guess."
"Why are you being so short with me? It's not like I chose to be trapped in here. This has Hermione written all over it with a tinge of Harry. I'll get them back for this. I promise I will." he said the last part to himself.
"Well good for you." she said, moving to the back of the closet.
"What is your problem?!"
"What's yours?"
"You at the moment. Why are you so angry with me all the time?"
"Because you're a big, stubborn, ugly git."
Ron blinked at her a couple times. "Thanks." he said, turning toward the wall and leaning back against a very comfortable box.
After several minutes, "Will you stop staring at me?" Antoinette snapped.
Ron blinked once. He hadn't noticed he was staring at her. He was just looking blankly ahead. "Sorry…" he muttered, turning his head.
After about a minute or so Antoinette got up. "I'm leaving. I don't care if I get detention."
Ron grabbed Antoinette around the waist and pulled her into the back of the closet. Once again he put his hand over her mouth to keep her from screaming. "Are you crazy?!" he whispered in her ear, "Snape is right outside the bloody door! He'd kill you for being out this late."
Antoinette stared at him, a little shocked. But there was a different look in her emerald green eyes.
"Promise you won't try to get detention this time?" He waited for her to nod before he let go of her waist and took his hand away from her mouth. Antoinette listened carefully for a moment. She didn't hear anything.
"Sounds like they're leaving. Let's wait a couple more minutes just to be sure." Antoinette was staring at him with a strange look. After about a minute of the look she moved forward and kissed him.
Ron looked at her with a dazed look in his eyes. He gave himself a mental shake and stared at her.
Antoinette stared at him in shock for a moment before running out the door and up some stairs.
Ron stood up and made his way carefully back to Gryffindor tower. He spoke the password to the Fat Lady and stepped inside. He saw Harry and Hermione sitting in their favorite chairs. Hermione smiled at him. "Shouldn't you two be off to ruin some other peoples' days?" he asked acidly. He made his way up to his dormitory and slumped into bed. He pulled on his pajamas and smiled as he went to sleep.
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"I thought we were doing him a favor."
"I wonder what happened."
"I guess we could ask."
"We could, but would it be worth the trouble Harry? They could just lie to us."
"I guess your right…"
"What's bothering you?"
"Huh? Oh it's nothing. Just hoping we did the right thing. Ron sounded really mad. I just hope we didn't make things worse."
"We did the right thing."
"I hope your right."
"Come on Harry; let's get back to our dormitories."
"Yeah…okay." -
A/N from NAT:from now on im calling a/n -whispers- so i'll whisper u somethin during the story if i have to k so we r asking for at least 10 reviews from our lovely readers please suggestions, death threats anything