A/N: My mood ring is teal right now....does anybody know what that means? If so...tell me in a review.

Ficlet Sixty-Four: Rain?

"No no no no!" Blaise was shouting into the phone. "I wasn't laughing at you! I swear! no no don't hang up! Don't hang up!!!" He held it away from his face. He looked up at Draco. "I can't believe she broke up with me...." He said.

"Then don't believe it," Draco said, "Don't believe it and it will not be."

"What?"

"Go to her. Tell her she is a rainy day."

"A what?"

"Tell her she is a rainy day that waters the flowers of your soul!" Draco began pushing him to the door.

"I still have no idea what you're talking about," Blaise said turning around to look at him.

"That is fine. Go to her!" He slammed the door in his face. "hmmm...wonder where my cupcake is...."

Ficlet Sixty-Five: Ears?

Ron slumped into the great hall and flopped into the table beside Hermione and stared glumly at his plate.

"What's wrong Ron?" Ginny asked noticing his mood.

"Not having a good day?" Hermione asked as well.

"No..." he replied. "This morning I realized one of my ears is lower than the other. My whole life is a lie."

Ficlet Sixty-Six: Rabbi?

"Colin!" Lavender shouted to him down the table at lunch. "Can I see your Daily Prophet?" He passed it to her and she began flipping through it. "Hey you guys! Listen to this story!" The story read thus:

A trainee rabbi was strangled by 'tattooed rent boy type' and his body dismembered after a night drinking in a gay bar, a court heard today.

"What is the world coming to?" Seamus asked shaking his head and taking a prozac.

(A/N: That's a real story...isn't that disturbing?)

A/N: You know what? I have come to the conclusion that although guys are really pretty and I like looking at them, they are stupid. Throw rocks at them. Unless you are a male reader of my ficlets. In that case, you are the greatest guy alive, and I love you cause you read my ficlets. And if I ever met you, I would kiss you for being so extremely awesome. And for my female readers, you get a hug, and a picture of Bernard...cause he's pretty.