Since I haven't updated in yonks (SCHOOL IS EVAL!) you all get pickles! It's an all-you-can-eat pickle buffet, please don't give up on me!
L is for Laughter
"Well obviously it's laughter...I mean we've gone through all of this I guess it's quite an achievement to still be able to laugh..."
"Thank-you Grandma Granger," Ron said, "How about laid? As in getting laid?"
Hermione eyed Ron,
"Like you'd have anything to share."
"Shut up!" Ron's ears reddened.
"You know, Hermione had a point. We did got through a lot, yet still we're here and laughing. I mean look at us! It's like we're normal teenagers without a care in the world. Hermione's teasing Ron about not getting any and Ron's threatening to throw me out the window, (Like he could) and-"
"What do you mean like I could!" Ron lunged for Harry as Hermione collasped into a fit of giggles. Neville walked into their compartment and saw Ron had tackled Harry to the ground and they'd begun to wrestle both trying to pull the other towards the window.
"Hi Neville," Harry said through clenched teeth as he concentrated on pinning Ron's arms behind his back,
"How was your summer?"
Neville was almost speechless,
"It-It was good..."
He sat down beside Hermione as Seamus walked in,
"What's going on?"
"Ron's trying to throw Harry out the window," Hermione hiccuped.
"Is that what they were doing..." Neville said nodding.
"Bet you thirteen sickles Ron'll win..." Seamus said.
"Why sickles?"
"Because I'm not entirely sure who'll win..."