Note-In case you haven't figuared it out yet, I do not own any of the Charries.
Day 1/Day 2
Ron flailed his arms in desperate attempts to get away from Harry's mouth, but it was no use. Harry upchucked and Ron was splashed with the horrible substance.
"Ewwwww," Ron screamed in disgust.
"Oops," said Harry flatly, "Sorry bout that." But he couldn't suppress a grin of slight evilness.
"You prat." Ron screamed.
"Well," Harry said, desperately trying to change the subject, "How do you suppose we get out of this hole?"
"Didn't we discuss this?" Ron asked.
"Umm," Harry pondered, "No."
"Y-yes we did," Ron said turning his head away so that his emotions would not be discovered.
"Oh yeah," Harry said, "And when was that?"
"When was what," Ron asked in a high-pitched voice.
"Do you even remember what we've been talking about?" Harry asked in disbelief.
"Umm, no?"
"Are you lying?" Harry asked slyly
"Y-uh-erm-uh no, no I am definitely not lying." Ron answered
"Are you sure?"
"I'm sure."
"Are you positive?"
"Yes Harry, I'm, uhhh, positive"
Harry drew in a sharp breath, "Your pregnant?"
"WHAT?" Ron asked, "Where the bloody hell did you get that?"
"Uhhh," Harry thought, "Look, we're in a hole!"
"And you just realized this?" Ron asked pointedly.
"Of course," Harry lied through his teeth, "Didn't you?"
"No Harry I didn't realize we were falling down this hole" Ron said his voice overflowing with sarcasm.
"You didn't?" Harry asked.
Ron glared at Harry, "Let me explain to you this little thing we call sarcasm."
Harry waited, but Ron didn't go on."Well…"said Harry.
"Well what?"
"Aren't you going to explain?"
"ARRRRRRRRRG!" Ron yelled, "You know, never mind, I'm going to bed."
"How will you do that?"
"LIKE THIS" Ron screeched. He confusedly looked around for a place to sleep, then, finding none, curled up in a little ball.
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Ron awoke with a sudden jolt, and realized someone was shaking him.
"Mum," he said, "Cut it out, I don't wanna go to school!"
"What," asked a confused voice, "Ron, what are you talking about?"
Ron's vision came into focus, and his eyes cleared. He saw a concerned Harry looking at him.
"Well," Ron started, "What do you want, and did you have to wake me up at this ghastly hour?"
"It's twelve in the afternoon." Harry said displaying his muggle watch.
"Exactly, why so early?"
"Ron," Harry said, and looked down at his feet, "I have a problem….."
"What kind of problem?" Ron asked.
"Ummmm….." Harry started, "A big problem."
"Come on, you can tell me, it can't be that bad."
"Well, actually," Harry said his face turning beet red, "It can be."