A/N: Hey there....sorry I haven't updated in a while.  School is crap.  and I've been hanging with my main g's a lot.  But here you go.  Oh yeah! I had to change the rating too...cause of language.  I hope it's not an inconvenience.  I prolly didn't even need to change the rating.  But I do say the "f word" a lot.  So sorry for that.  But anyhoo....on with the show!

Ficlet Seventy-Nine: Newspaper?

Fred and George decided that they were going to start a school newspaper. George went out to write all the articles and Fred handled all the letters to the editor and "Ask Fred" entries. He picked up one letter in particular and began to read it. It read:

Dear Fred,

My friend and I like the same guy. I really like him and I don't want to give up on that. But I don't want to lose my friend over this. Please help me.

Confused

Fred picked up his quill and began writing his response:

Dear Confused,

I had no idea that you people felt that way about me. Had I known I would have been there long ago. But not to worry milady, there is enough Fred for everyone. Be still my loves! Wait for me! I am coming!

Love,

Fred

xoxoxoxox

Ficlet Eighty: Wash?

Harry and Ron were lying on the common room floor staring at the ceiling.

"I'm bored," Harry said.

"Yeah," Ron replied. "Me too."

"I'm getting to the point where I hate waking up in the mornings. I wake up and just wish it was tomorrow."

"Tomorrow is a lot like today...except it isn't here yet," Ron stated.

"This is true..."

"Hey Harry?" Ron asked.

"Yeah Ron?"

"Do you ever get discouraged when you wake up each morning and realize you have to wash again?"

Harry rolled over to face his friend. "You're a dumbshit...do you realize this?"

"Yes," Ron said sadly. He ate a parfait.

Ficlet Eighty-One: 4 out of 5 Doctors?

Seamus had had some caffeine and was quite hyper. "Ohmigod, Hermione, you'll never believe what just happened. I was like walking down the hall, right? And there was this chick and she looked like a dude and I was like 'Whoa!' right? And it was scary as crap and ohmigod!"

"Do you ever stop talking?" Hermione asked not looking up from her textbook. Seamus ignored her and continued babbling. She slammed her textbook shut and looked up at him.

"Ohmigod, Seamus...guess what!"

"What?" he asked enthusiastically, twitching slightly from the caffeine. He flopped down on the floor in front of her.

"4 out of 5 doctors recommend that you shut the fuck up, Seamus." She grabbed her books and trotted off to the dormitories before he had time to process what she just said.

A/N: Yeah....it's really boring around here.  Jesus.  Some people need to get online so I can talk to them and they can say something funny so I can actually update sometimes.  Maybe if I'm lucky I can update in like a week.  So look forward to it....but don't get your hopes up.  Luv ya soooo much!