Disclaimer: Sadly I don't own Harry Potter. Tear.
A/N
Author: Ah another chapter. To all the people who reviewed thank you. Author gives them huge gift baskets filled with great goodies and to all the people who didn't review since I'm nice ill give you guys a small box of chocolates for reading my story.
Harry: Yeah you're very nice.
Author: Is that sarcasm. I despise that. You know you remind me of a friend of mine.
Harry: How?
Author: She is very sarcastic too….. well she was. Too bad she mysteriously
disappeared. I doubt they'll find her though…..I hid her well…wait no I-I-
meant that I hope they find her … ya ……that's what I meant to say
Harry: gulps and runs away
Author: Wait! I was joking Harry come back here! Ughhhhhhhh! Well let's get on
with the story. I have to go find Harry. Author runs after the loose
character
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I should get an award for being Hermione's boyfriend, Ron thought as he trudged up the stairs to his dormitory. I mean she invites me up to her room and we STUDY! FOR THREE BLOODY HOURS! And then when I get up from my chair and sit next to her on her bed she pushes me off. Now my hairs all messed up and my arse still hurts from where I fell, Ron thought angrily. It isn't fair…but she has the prettiest smile, she gives (on the rare occasions when we actually snog)the best kisses, she has the most amazing, glittering green eyes like pools of majestic jade-wait Hermione doesn't have green eyes the only person I know that has green eyes is-
"Hello Harry," Ron said a little surprised. He hadn't realized he had gotten to his dormitory. Also he hadn't expected to be up anymore on account of it being midnight.
"Back a little late aren't you Ron," Harry said jokingly though inside he felt hurt and sad, but of course Ron had no way to know that.
"Up a little late aren't you Harry," Ron replied a little angrily. He was having such a bad night. All he wanted to do was just sleep.
"Ron, is anything wrong?"
"Sorry Harry. I guess I've just had a bad night. I didn't mean to take it out on you." Ron went a sat on the edge of Harry's bed. Harry moved over a little to give him space. At least Harry didn't push me off. "What are you working on?"
"Potions essay. I need to do twelve inches of parchment and I got one inch. How much have you got?"
"I finished. I mean with Hermione breathing down my back to study and her not allowing me to snog her, I didn't have much of a choice."
Harry started to laugh. "Hermione didn't let you snog her. Oh how sad. You must be suffering so much. You poor, deprived bag of hormones." Harry couldn't stop laughing. Laughing at the expression on Ron's face and laughing of relief that Ron hadn't been up snogging Hermione for all this time. He was still laughing when Ron pushed him off the side of his bed, except now Harry was rolling on the floor laughing.
That's it, Ron thought. Harry's lost it. He finally lost his marbles. I knew it would happen sooner or later. I mean with Voldie constantly trying to kill him it was bound to happen. Just a matter of t-
Ron had no time to finish that thought because at that moment Harry had stopped laughing long enough to pull Ron off the bed. Ron fell and landed right on top of Harry. Of course both boys didn't notice at first. They were to busy laughing. But when they eventually stopped, tears in there eyes from laughing so hard (A/N yup this has happened to me…the crying cuz of laughter thing…not the falling on top of Harry thing…though I guess I wouldn't mind so much if it did…lol) they realized the awkward position they were in. They also realized that Neville and Dean, having been woken up by their laughter, were watching them.
"Can you guys not do this while we're in here? It also would help if you wouldn't do what ever it is you're doing at midnight while we are trying to sleep." Dean said looking down at the boys. "And Ron, don't you have a girlfriend?"
"No... wait I mean yes...I- I …oh…. no! me and Harry weren't – aren't – w-w-we're friends… um…bloody hell we're not like that….definitely not...," Ron stuttered getting off Harry.
"Riiight," Dean said before going to his bed and closing the curtains around it. Neville just looked at Harry and Ron weirdly before going to his own bed.
"Well…um…bed…yup… so good night" Ron mumbled. He closed the curtains on his bed then put a silencing spell on it.
"Ughhhhh!" he said falling onto his pillow. That was sooo embarrassing. His ears were the color crimson, a tell-tale sign of embarrassment. Harry's eyes look nice with tears in them, he thought dreamily. They get all sparkly. Only tears of joy and happiness though. If I had my wish, he would never have to experience any type of hurt or sadness. Those perfect eyes would never have to be filled with tears of anything other than happiness.
Plz plz plz review! Any ideas tell me plz and oh me and my friend Kimmer are working on another story called Beat-Talk. It's like a talk show so any ideas for that story are much appreciated.