Disclaimer: Of course I own Harry Potter. He's mine!
Snape: Drink this.
Me: Okay! Hey, this isn't veritaserum is it?
Snape: No.
Me: Ok gulps contents of glass
Snape: Do you own Harry Potter or any of it's characters?
Me: Nope nope nope nope
Anyway, that was a stupid disclaimer. Please review, even if it's a flame, because this is my first fic ever.
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"If" said Harry.
"You" that was Ron.
Fred continued, "Were a duck!"
"Fred, you're only supposed to give one word." protested Ron.
Harry, Ron, the twins and Ginny were all sitting, or lying, by the fire in the Gryffindor common room. George had come up with a game consisting of each player giving a word, which ended up concocting a bizarre phrase.
"If you were a duck what?" giggled Ginny.
The common room was deserted, which was uncommon (A/N pun not intended) on a Saturday. Most people were outside having snowball fights, or in the library finishing homework.
"Shall we try again, or just sit here dazing off into space?" asked George.
"Fine, I'll start." Said Ron, "Supp—"
At that moment Hermione strode in, looking thoroughly exasperated.
"Ron! Harry! You two really should be doing homework. I'm already done all of mine, and now I am free to really enjoy my weekend."
Ron gaped at her. "You're done? The potions essay, the research paper for History of Magic… Blimey, you're amazing! Why don't you do my homework, too, since you get yours done so quickly?"
Ginny had gotten up, and was looking out the window. Fred was examining something he had found under an armchair.
"Hey, George, look at this. It's one of Katie's WitchTeen magazines. Wonder what we could do with this!" He said to his twin.
"Anyway," continued Hermione. "I think we should go visit Hagrid. He said we should stop by whenever possible, and we haven't gone to see him in two weeks."
"Alright!" agreed Harry immediately, not really wanting to argue about homework right now. "I'll just go get my cloak and scarf."
He and Ron hurried upstairs, glad to have the topic changed.