Don't own it.
I would like to say that posting shorter chapters is not really my idea but the idea of another.
Ron paced his room above the joke shop prowling like a nervous kitten.
Malfoy couldn't intrude like this. Sneaky spiteful Slytherin schmo. He would not allow it.
The Malfoy family had wrecked and stolen too much. Ron would have to do something about him. NO
Slytherin was going to use his family the way that git was.
George peered at his little brother. Ron had always been a bit strange but never anything like this.
"Ron, mate, you need to take a chill pill," George said as he raised his goblet and took a sip of water.
"Too far. Too far," Ron just muttered to himself.
Luna walked into the area where the brothers were sitting.
"Ron," she said walking cautiously towards her husband.
Ron spun towards her, all malicious thoughts replaced instantly by the love he felt for Luna.
"You're tense," she said when her hands found his shoulders. "Sit down here and I'll get us evening tea."
"Luna where's Angie?" George asked.
"She is feeling a bit under the weather. She is hung over the toilet. If you want my opinion I think she is pregnant," Luna said as she placed a kettle on the stove and began to heat the water.
George had the decency to blush before excusing himself from the room.
Ron raised his fingers and began to massage his temple with one hand and pinch the bridge of his nose with the other.
How would he exact his revenge on Malfoy? When would he be able to do it?
A very grinch-like smirk lit his features moments later.
I know it is short...and I may be murdered for it...but a writer has to do what a writer has to do.
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