Asking For Trouble
Chapter 1
Odd Friends And Pie
Disclaimer: not mine.
Hermione granger and Ginny Weasley were in the Head Girl/Boy compartment on the Hogwarts express chatting away happily,
well Ginny chatting away happily and Hermione smiling and nodding and sayingthings here and there.
"Ron was disgusting. I was so embarrassed. Everyone was looking at him as if he was a complete nutter. You know he even mushed all the muffins together and stuffed it in his mouth,"
Ginny shook her head –
" I'll never look at a muffin the same way again."
"Mushed?" Hermione asked.
"Fred and George." Ginny said simply.
"Oooooh." Hermione said knowingly.
"Say you think Michael will ask me out this year?" Ginny asked.
"The one from hufflepuff? I thought he already did."
"His friend did it for him" Ginny explained.
"And?" Hermione urged.
"And I told him to tell Michael to ask me himself."
Hermione raised her eyebrows questioningly.
"Isn't he the shy one that when you go three feet close to him and you have breasts, he gets all red and starts to mumble?" Hermione asked.
"Mumbles?" Ginny said.
There was a pause,
"I actually sat next to him for a few seconds until I smiled at him and he fainted."
"I remember, in the library, I asked if I could borrow the book he was reading once he was done with it,"
Hermione re-arranged herself on the seat.
"He grew as red as a beetroot and started to mumble about his mum being a Christian and him wanting to be a virgin until his married and whatnot. He even said something about sinning. Honestly!"
"Sinning?" Ginny asked, raised eyebrows.
"Yeah, he said ' pre-marital Sex is a sin and all sinners were to be punished in hell.'"
"Well if sex is a sin then the devil will have a party at Hogwarts. Hell would probably over-flow wouldn't it? I guess about 9/10ths of students have probably lost their virginity by the time they leave Hogwarts so if there were ever a flood or bomb and wiped us out there would be what? 100 or so that would be cueing up behind the 'pre-marital sex' sign. Draco Malfoy the very first in line. They wouldn't even give him a second look."
Just then, the devil spawn from slytherin himself came into the cart.
"I must be in the wrong cart." He said looking from Hermione to Ginny.
"Oh, no, I was here to keep Hermione company until Head Boy arrived." Ginny smiled.
"So you can leave now." He said, stepping inside leaving the door open.
Ginny frowned at Hermione. Hermione sighed,
"Come on, I'll walk you to the prefects cart." She stood.
"Yes, because who knows what could happen to a young beautiful girl all by her self in the corridor." Ginny placed a hand on her chest and her other on her forehead.
Hermione smiled. "What could happen?"
Ginny stood, "Someone could sell me muffins. Someone could –force- me to buy muffins."
"Yes even though your only going two steps to next door."
"Fine, I'll go by myself!" Ginny said, her nose up in the air.
"No, No, wouldn't want you to get attacked by people selling –muffins-" Hermione said.
"Horrid stuff they are. And there are some sick people out there, Hermione." Ginny said leaving.
Hermione followed her, laughing.
"You shouldn't talk about your brothers like that."
Hermione sighed and smiled as she rested her back against the prefects' compartment door.
She didn't want to go to the Heads compartment just yet, with Malfoy. Alone.
She debated whether to go back in with the prefects until she heard an extremely loud Ginny.
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"What say we have a game of cards?" Ginny asked brightly.
"You won everyone's allowance off them when we waited for the train."
"Now's a chance to win 'em back then."
"Yeah but there were five kings in your hand, Ginny."
"S'funny that. I don't know how it got there, but I suppose there are kings everywhere when you look."
"There certainly is when you look up your sleeve."
Hermione decided to try to find Harry and Ron.
As she stepped off she heard a racket and went to check it out. The noise was coming from a cart. She listened…
There was a clank of something hitting something else.
And a scream. And then another scream modulated with-
"NONONOnonononononoNO!...aarghaarghaargh!"
Something heavy hit the door.
A Pause. Then there was a thud and then a faint bubbling noise.
Another, longer pause.
Then inside came another gurgle.
Fingernails scrabled at the window pain, then the owner disappeared abruptly from view.
After a few moments of silence the door opened, slowly.
Harry walked out, adjusting his robes and shut the door behind him.
He took a step and noticed Hermione.
"Oh…er…" He glanced nervously behind him.
Hermione raised an eyebrow. "Problem?"
Harry smiled. "I Hope not."
He gently grabbed her elbow and led her away.
They walked a little way in silence then Harry opened a cart door and stepped inside .
Ron looked up from his treats that were scattered on the floor.
Harry smiled at him.
"Look what I found wandering the hallway. She followed me. Can I keep it?"
Ron gave an exaggerated sigh.
"Well, I suppose but she'll be your responsibility, so you'll have to feed her and clean her."
Harry laughed and sat down.
Hermione smiled at Ron with a little too much teeth.
"I'm very easy. I come when im called, don't snore AND im toilet trained."
Harry jerked his thumb towards Ron.
"Gee. You could take over Rons' space. I'm no-one will miss him."
"Ginny certainly won't."
"I noticed her hair cut."
Ron sniggered.
"Funny story that."
Hermione looked up from searching through the lolly pile on the floor.
"Really? As soon as I mentioned it she got pretty peed off and said something about Fred and George burning in the deepest darkest pits of hell."
Ron cleared his throat.
"Well, I don't know the –whole- story but I know that Fred wanted someone to test his 'Sticky-Sticky Sticking Gum That Sticks To everything Stickable' and Ginny just happen to pass by, and Fred being Fred, thought it would be funny to stick it in her hair.
Well she wasn't too happy about that and after mum had to cut her hair she went to talk to Fred and about five minutes later they came outta her room and he had a cut lip and a limp for about a week. Oh and he flinched every time you mentioned a wand!"
He grinned
"It was hilarious, I think I even snorted some milk when he came down for dinner."
"Yes," Hermione said coldly "I heard all about your table manners on Wednesday."
"Oh…err..she told you did she?" Ron said.
"Oh yes. You and your –muffin- experience."
Hermione said glaring at him.
Ron rolled his eyes.
"You're always bickering to me about my eating habits."
"What?! I don't Bicker!"
She said defensively. She turned to Harry.
"Do I, Harry?"
"Erm…" Harry glanced around nervously, feeling sweat form on his brow as his two best friends eyed him coldly. He glanced down and picked up a piece of pie and held it up.
"Pie, anyone?"
"HAH!" Ron shouted. "See, Harry agreed too but just doesn't want to say anything because he's afraid he'll hurt your feelings!"
Hermione glared daggers at him for a moment then grabbed the pie from Harry's hand,
And in one swift motion, squished it in his face.
Ron blinked.
He grew red and growled.
Harry checked the cart for all possible emergency exits and inched his way on the seat towards the door.
Hermione's eyes swiveled up to the window as she sat there and feigned innocence.
"Grr… If you weren't a girl…"Ron growled.
Hermione glared at him.
"If "I weren't a girl I could still beat you up! Even with my body strength now I could drop you!" She poked at him.
Ron stood up and pieces of pie slid from his face.
Hermione grinned, showing her large canines.
"I HATE HOW YOUR PERFECT!" Ron yelled.
Hermione stood up also and her eyes narrowed.
"Oh?' She said, sounding strained.
The train slowed to a stop and Harry smiled, despite the tension electroshocks through the air.
"Well we're here. Let's go. I'm starving."
Hermione smiled and had a sudden mood change and went out of the carriage.
Harry followed and Ron frowned and wiped the pie from his face and left as well.
They stepped onto the platform.
Hermione turned to see Ginny running to catch up to them.
"Hey," she said as a greeting. "Let's get to the castle. I'm starving." She breaths, her hands on her knees as she beds to catch her breath.
Harry grins.
"Alright."
Ginny straightened up and sniffed the air. She turned towards Ron and sniffed again.
"Why d'you smell like pie?"
Ron groaned.
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