DISCLAIMER: If I owned anything here I would set it free... except maybe Ron... mwahahahaha!! No really, I don't own anything here. I guess not all dreams come true...
Harry, Ron, and Hermione all sat together in the big comfy chairs in the Gryffindor common room. Hermione was reading about wigs and their uses while Ron posed for Harry's camera in front of the fireplace.
"Boy Harry," Hermione sighed. "These chairs sure are big and comfy!"
"Blimey I know it!" replied Harry.
"Harry are you filming me?" Ron exclaimed as he struck pose after pose. "Huh Harry? Are you? ARE YOU?"
"Yes Ron!"
"Okay good."
Hermione got up out of her chair. "Well I think I'm off to bed!"
"Good night Hermione!" Harry said.
"Good night Harry."
"Good night Ron!" Hermione called to Ron.
Ron turned to Hermione and was just about to say good night when –GASP!- he tripped over Harry's broom which was conveniently lying in the middle of the floor and he tumbled over, knocking into Hermione who also joined in the tumbling and then, like one of those cheesy movie scenes, Ron lands on top of Hermione and VERY accidentally (yeah right!) they lock lips and HARRY GETS IT ALL ON TAPE!!
Ron and Hermione kiss for a few more seconds (cough! Minutes) and Harry sits there patiently filming. "Okay lets wrap it up guys. This sure is a steamy scene maybe we can continue it tomorrow. But I think it's time for beddy-bye," Harry said.
"YOU GOT THIS ON TAPE?!" Ron exclaimed. "OH I'LL BEDDY-BYE YOU HARRY!!!"
And he lunged at Harry and began choking him in the classic Homer Simpson fashion.
"BUT RON!" Harry gasped between chokes. "I thought you LOVED being on film!"
"I DO BUT NOT WHEN I'M MAKING OUT WITH MY GIRLFRIEND!!"
"Your WHAT?"
Hermione grabbed a book at began beating Ron on the head with it. "RON! YOU! STUPID! FAT! HEAD! YOU! WEREN'T! SUPPOSTED! TO! SAY! ANYTHING! ABOUT! US!!"
Right about at that moment McGonagal walked in. Harry's face was blue, Ron's nose was bleeding, and Hermione's hair was frizzing like a psychopath.
"What in the world is going on in here?!" McGonagal cried.
"We were uh..." Harry gasped getting normal colors back in his face.
"...just working on..." Ron added, letting go of Harry's neck.
"... uhh... rehearsing a scene for..." Hermione explained, hiding the book behind her back.
"... for our movie!" finished Harry.
"Your movie?" McGonagal asked.
"Yes, it's called 'RON!! And if we were in Meh-Hico it would be called Ronaldo but in both languages it means SUPER MODEL EXTRORDANAIRE!'... yes that's what it is called," Ron explained.
"Actually it's called HarryCam," Harry said.
"Riight," Ron laughed. "And we were rehearsing for a movie." He gave an obvious wink.
Hermione quickly hit Ron on the head with the book, knocking him out.
"Alright then," McGonagal said. "You better get going to bed."
So they all bustled to their beds, leaving Ron on the floor.
"Haaaarrrr-eeeeeee," a creepy voice whispered in Harry's ear. "Haaaaaaaarrrrrr-eeeeee!"
Suddenly Harry's scar started burning! It must be.................. VOLDEMORT!! Harry woke with a flash and found himself face to face with........................
RON WEASLEY!
"Ron what are you doing?" Harry gasped.
"Oh, I was just trying to wake you up."
"Voldemort is near Ron!"
"GASP! How do you know that?"
"My scar is burning!"
Ron blushed. "Oh... oh THAT! Well actually Harry..."
"I've got to tell Dumbledore at once!!" Harry exclaimed. He got out of bed and dashed out into the halls.
Ron followed Harry all the way to Dumbledore's office.
"Human flavored Every Flavor Beans!" Harry said, the new password to Dumbledore's office.
"Harry I've got something to tell you," Ron said.
"What is it?" Harry asked.
Just then the door to the stairs opened so they both started up and Ron began singing a song in his sexy English voice.
"Well since my baby left me!" Ron wailed.
"Wait," Harry said.
"Yes?"
"I think we should film this."
After about three seconds of pondering Ron nodded. "Agreed."
"Well since my baby left me!" Ron wailed even more passionately than before.
They climbed stair after stair.
"I've found a new place to dwell. DUN NUH!!" He did the Elvis hip, pulling it off smashingly.
A few more stairs.
"It's down at the end of lonely street at, HEARTBREAK HOTEL!"
They reached the top and Harry knocked crazily on the door, while filming Ron very well. Skills? I think yes.
"I've been so lonely baby, I've been so lonely!"
Dumbledore opened the door. "Harry!" he exclaimed. "What a pleasant surprise."
"I've been so lonely I COULD DIE!!"
"Er- is Ron feeling well?" Dumbledore said to Harry under his breath.
"Yes, he is quite fine. Professor, my scar is burning again."
"Is it now?" Dumbledore said. "Well I've got some new scar testing equipment. Would you like to try it out?"
"Ok."
So after hours of testing, some painful I might add, Dumbledore finds out that...................................................................................................................................................................
....................................nothing is going on with Harry's scar.
"Well Harry maybe you really have lost it this time," Dumbledore said quite frankly.
"Hmm... maybe." Harry agreed. "Oh Ron? What was that you were going to tell me earlier?"
"What?" Ron replied. "Oh yeah. THAT. I forgot. When I was waking you up with my creepy voice I set my mug of hot chocolate on your forehead."
"Hot chocolate!?"
Ron pulled out a cup of steaming hot chocolate. "Yup! With marshmallows."
"Oh okay. That explains that I guess," Harry said.
"Yup," Dumbledore said. "But you still might be crazy."
"Well Harry, since I am all beat up and stuff from our fight last night –I MEAN REHEARSAL!- quick save eh Harry?-," Ron suggested, "We might as well shoot some scenes of me looking tough and brooding... you know. Like the guy on the OC."
"Yeah, the tough brooding one," Harry said. "Because I don't think even you could pull off the sarcastic nerd as well as that Adam Brody."
"Nope," Ron agreed.
"Well, smile for the camera!"
"Hey can I be in it?" Dumbledore asked. "It could be great for your documentary on life at Hogwarts."
"How did you know that's what it was about?" Harry asked.
"Just a lucky guess."
"Okay!"
So then Harry filmed Ron and Dumbledore both looking tough and brooding. It was great.