Discaimer: You know the drill.
A/N: Man, I haven't physically written any of this story for quite some time...I need to get bck in the game! Lol. I should be studying for my finals but IM NOT. So yea. I don't know how long this will be but HEY it's story, right? BON APPITETE!...I hope I spelled that right....
Hermione arrived back at the castle. She walked inside and looked at her watch. It was nearly six o' clock. Almost dinner time. She knew Ron would be waiting at the doors to the great hall and as she walked by, there was Ron, standing there looking at his watch, tapping his foot impatiently.
"Ron, dinner isn't for another twenty minutes!" She said, smiling.
"I know, but I'm really hungrey and-"
"As always" She giggled
"AND what If i get there, 5 minutes after six and POOF like that! All the food has been eaten already!" His stomache growled ferociously
"I've come to dinner 20 minutes late and I still have had enough food to fill me up just fine. Now come back to the commen room with me."
"Fine..." Ron grumbled
OI! Sorry that's so short but with a combination of guilt of procrastinating studying for finals and minor writers block I must cut this chapter short. R/R please! I shll possibly post more later so keep a look out!