HermioneDouble1: Hey again, people!

Ginny-Star: Yo Ho!

Hermione Double1: More apologies for our lack of updating!

Ginny-Star: Yeah, we've been hiding out at the pictures to escape the Teddy.

Hermione Double1: Yeah, and that's got nothing to do with the fact Pirates of the Caribbean's been on, has it Ginny?

Ginny-Star: Nope, nothing at all. Mind you, that film absolutely bloody rocks!

Hermione Double1: (Somewhat dreamily) So does Orlando Bloom…………

Ginny-Star: And, unfortunately, we don't own Harry Potter (or Ron Weasley, for that matter,) because if we did, we would have bought our own private cinema and watched Pirates of the Caribbean and Harry Potter on alternate days. Over and over and over and over… Pirates of the Caribbean is, without a doubt, my all time favourite film for ever and ever!

Hermione Double1: "For ever and ever". Yeah right.

Skizzorymajigs, Bets and the Spiders from Hell

YAY!!

Ouch.

Well, cutting up this stupid scrap of parchment with an idiot's scribble on is amazingly fun, but it does kind of hurt. And my bleeding hand isn't the only problem. What am I going to do about Hermione? She hasn't spoken to me since the 'Argument'.

I've taken sanctuary in my room; and Hermione in Ginny's. Therefore, it has been quite difficult for us to kiss and make up. (Yeah. I wish. No, actually, I don't. I don't wish anything of the sort. And I certainly DON'T fancy Hermione!)

But I DO I think it is time for action. You know, I'm feeling quite assertive! (I learnt that off Hermione) I'm off to Ginny's room, and when I'm, back, I'm going to have made up with Hermione. No, seriously!

BANG.

'AAARGGGGHHHHH! RON GET OUT OF THIS ROOM BEFORE I CURSE YOU INTO OBLIVION, YOU STUPID, STUPID GIT!'

Okay, maybe not.

Oh. My. God. Oh, um, not happening. That was kind of….er….. thick of me. I should have knocked. Hermione's getting changed.

Oops.

'IT IS COMMON COURTESY FOR A PERSON TO KNOCK BEFORE THEY ENTER A ROOM, RON!'

I quite agree with her, you know? I am, always have been, and always will be, a stupid, stupid git. (but a very, very sweet one! HD) Although, later it is probable the memory of this Incident may be fixed alongside Draco Malfoy: the amazing, bouncing ferret.

Taking my leave of her room, I close the door faster than a galloping gargoyle.

Well, this is awkward! What should I say? Uh… well, perhaps something that doesn't involve the words 'I saw you getting changed! Yay!' Er, no. No. I've never even dreamt of seeing Hermione anything other than fully clothed. Honestly!

'Uh sorry, Hermione.' Silence answers me. Maybe I shouldn't have said anything at all…

'It's okay, I suppose.' she says finally, opening the door, fully clothed with her whole face redder than Filch's nose. "What d'you want?"

' I….' I suppose I should apologise. 'Hermione, um, I'm sorry about the other day. I didn't mean what I said about Krum.' Yeah, right.

'Yes you did, but it doesn't matter I suppose. Are you going to come in?'

This is more than I was bargaining for. I want to make a quick escape and wallow in my stupidity in the safety of my room. Oh hell, I suppose I'll have to go in.

I think my hair is a bit too neat. After examining the effects in the mirror, I've perfected this kind of flick of the head, and my hair kind of becomes windswept and looks dead cool. Oh, Hermione's seen my hand that I sliced into ribbons with those idiot skizzory things before.

'What did you do to your hand?' she asked, grabbing my fingers. Hermione's holding my hand! Nurrghh…..

'Eer, I- I was experimenting with those crappy skizzorymajigs or whatever they're called..'

'Skizzorymajigs? Do you mean scissors?' she laughed.

'They're the ones.'

She's laughing again. It seems the whole Me-Seeing-Her-Without-A-Top-On Incident seems to have faded from her memory, thankfully. Not mine though. Ha, ha, ha! I still can't believe it! I saw Hermione Granger topless! (Well, she did have the duvet she hastily grabbed from Ginny's bed as I burst in on her covering her…… er…… yes, covering her, so she wasn't really topless. But still………)

'I thought you hated "All That Muggle Crap"?'

'I do, but sometimes it is necessary to use things one is not exactly comfortable with to achieve one's ghoul,' I said, in my world-famous snobby Lets-Take-The-Mick-Of-Hermione-Voice.

'Oh, ha, ha. And if you really were as clever as you sounded, then you would be aware the word is goal, not ghoul.'

'I guess I'm not as clever as I sound then.'

'I was only kidding. You are clever.' Then she snogged me, and said that she loved me.

Okay, so that bit was a lie. She never snogged me, and she certainly never said that she loved me. Of course she didn't! She didn't even say I was clever!

Well, that was a bit weird. I mean, I don't even want to go out with her, so why did I…… fantasise about her saying she loved me? Or do I want to go out with her? Of course I don't. Okay, like I said before, I wouldn't mind. But do I love her? Nope. No chance……

'Ron, are you okay?'

'Eh? Oh, yeah, why?'

'You just looked….a bit out of it, for a second.'

'I was just thinking.'

'That's a first.'

'Oh, very funny, Hermione.' Am I going insane? OF COURSE I DON'T LOVE HER!!!!

'Wasn't it?'

'You think you're just so clev- ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'

'Ron! What is it?

'Sp-sp- legs! Loadsalegs! Get it-thefu-ARGH!!!!!!'

'Honestly Ron, its just a spider!'

'It's all hairy- and leggy- and URGH!! It's massive!'

'Ron, it's okay, it isn't going to hurt you! Have you got a glass and a bit of parchment?'

'I'll go and get some- urgh!' I said, with a last look at the most disgusting thing ever to grace this planet.

Well, that was embarrassing.

And then enters the two people that actually inspired this fear. Fred and George.

'Hey, Ronniekins- have you heard anything from Harry lately?' said Fred.

'Yeah, I got a letter from him the other day- something about changing the dates. The 18th or something. Why do you want to know, anyway?'

'Oh…. Nothing. Hey, was Ginny being attacked or something before?'

'No…..I…. erm, I saw a spider.'

'Oh, and there we were thinking it was Malfoy or someone escaped from Azkaban after Ginny!'

'That's not funny.'

'Ah, well, you're just as bad as Percy. I mean, you don't even find your nose funny when you look in the mirror!'

Ha ha. I mean, who were they to make fun of me? They were still on mum's bad books last time I heard. I don't imagine that their ears will ever feel the same again.

Still, it was funny watching them being yelled at.

My thoughts turn back to the spider incident, and I can actually feel the heat emitting from mine.

Damn.

***

Ginny-Star: Here, do any of you people have an idea to escape the Teddy? Maybe you have a femme fatale you could set up? Or just cheese to scare him away?!?

Hermione Double1: Yeah, we're feeling rather revolutionary right now!

Both: We need to escape! Help! (Constructive reviews on our fic would be nice! No flames, they will be used to light a fire to cook pasta).

Yours, Lataz!

Hermione Double1, Ginny-Star (^-^)/

Ginny Star: PS. We are now 15! Isn't that weird?

Hermione Double1: Yep. September rocks- loadsa prezzies! Hey, maybe we can put our birthday money together and hire a hit man to assassinate a certain young Teddy I know. DUN DUN DUUUUUN.