All HP characters belong to JK Rowling.

Note:

The word scar is required at the end or near the end ofeach storybecause JK said she may end the 7th book with scar. xD So..yeah.

Also, the characters are in their mid-twenties in this story. ..I tend to jump around with ages, so I don't want to confuse you all. :P

"Hermione! Ron! You're just in time for dinner! Come in, come in.." Said Ginny Potter as Hermione Granger-Weasley and Ron Weasley stumbled out of the fireplace and into the Potter's living room.

"Mighty nice to see you, mate.." Harry said, shaking Ron's sweaty hand. He noticed Ron's turtleneck and regarded it with slight curiousity. "What's with the jumper..? It's like.. the middle of September! You must be burning up. Want me to take it for you?"

Hermione gave Ron an awkward look while Ron declined Harry's offer with the wave of his hand. "N-No, it's fine.. really.." He sputtered. Beads of sweat trickled down his neck.

"Nonsense!" Said Ginny, and with a flick of her wand, Ron's turtleneck flew up and over his head and into the coat closet where it hung itself neatly onto a hanger. Ron's hand flew up to cover something on his neck, but Ginny was quicker and noticed it first.

"The hell happened to your neck, Ron? Bug bite?" She asked, with a hint of a smile playing on her lips.

"Yeah.." Harry said with a laugh, "Must've been a big bug. Looks like it latched onto you pretty good, there, huh..?" He leaned forward, slapping his knee with a chuckle. When he stood up straight, he was met with the glare of Hermione; his laughter miraculously vanished at the sight of her. "..Sorry."

"Yeah, uh..no.." Ron mumbled, rubbing the side of his neck as he spoke, "..It's a birthmark, actually.."

"Birthmark? If I'm not mistaken, birthmarks are supposed to appear at BIRTH. I know that thing wasn't on your neck yesterday.." Ginny remarked, waving a finger at Ron.

"I know THAT!" Ron snapped, now clutching his neck. "That's because it's a..curling iron burn. I was curling my hair.."

Harry stiffled a laugh.

Ginny sighed, shaking her head a bit. "Dinner's ready. Let's eat, you guys.."
Harry and Ginny wandered into the living room while Hermione and Ron lingered behind. Once Harry and Ginny were out of earshot, Hermione suddenly turned to face Ron; her face was scarlet and Ron could've sworn he saw smoke rising from her ears.

"I TOLD you not to wear a turtleneck!" She hissed, sharply smacking Ron's chest with the back of her hand. "Great way to make it obvious!"

Ron winced, rubbing his neck and his chest at the same time. "Well next time, loosen up the grip a bit, Vampira.."

Hermione huffed.

"What?" Asked Ron, throwing his arms up in exasperation. "How would you like it? Walking around with a big old hicky on your neck? Huh? I bet your students would have a field day.." he mumbled, smirking slightly.

"It'll go away in a few days." Hermione replied with a shrug. "No big deal, really.."

"Oh yeah?" Said Ron, looking at Hermione with challenging eyes, "Well..TONIGHT, I'm gunna give you a HICKEY so dark, IT'LL LEAVE A SCAR!" Ron blurted, unaware of the fact that Harry and Ginny re-entered the room after realizing Hermione and Ron weren't behind them.

"I think Hermione already acomplished that, mate.." Harry said with a hearty laugh, " 'Cause, I mean, that's what yours looks like: A big..wet..cherry red scar.."

END.