H is for Hats
"HATS! HAT! That's worse than gifts!" Ron exclaimed.
"Well, we could do..." Harry thought, "Hidden Chamber?"
Ron
raised an eyebrow,
"Hidden Chamber? And which one would that
be?"
Hermione hit him on the back of his head,
"The Chamber of Secrets you idiot!"
"Oh yea..."
Hermione rolled her eyes,
"Well I didn't really have much to do with that memory-"
"What! Are you kidding?" Harry interrupted in disbelief, "You solved the whole mystery! You figured out what the monster was-"
"Yea, Hermione! Harry and I were too stupid to realise all the stuff you figured out!"
Hermione beamed,
"Thanks Ron!"
Ron's ears pinked,
"It's true. But hats are so stupid!"
Once again Ron's comments were ignored.
"I think seeing Voldemort as a seventeen old boy will forever be with me, you know it's something I don't think I'll forget..."
"Well I was petrified most of the time..."
"Bloody spiders..." Ron muttered darkly.
"What about your sister being taken into the chamber?"
"Bloody younger You-Know-Who..."
"Voldemort," Harry said slowly as Ron winced,
"Bloody Harry and saying his name all the time..."