Accio Soulmate

Today is Two Hundred Word Drabble Tuesday!

Our prompt for today was inspired by rsi man | Necroangst!

Drabble Prompt:

After McGonagall's announcement of the Yule Ball, Harry groans: "I'd rather fight a dragon again!"

"Too bad you can't Accio your soulmate as easily as you did that broom of yours," Ron jokes.

Harry plays along and casually utters the spell. "Accio soulmate!"

His laughter is cut short when Hermione lets out a shriek and is yanked into his arms by an invisible force.


He stepped through the door into the common room in a bit of a daze, one thought, one word, repeating itself over and over in his head… date.

"Harry!" he vaguely heard someone call out, but the relevance failed to overcome the terror of the dreaded word.

"Harry?" he heard it again, movement in the world around him having just as little impact upon the Word as the meaningless sound.

"HARRY!" he was jolted out of his introspection as he was roughly shoved by a red-haired boy.

"Huh, wha… Ron?" random bits of information filtering their way around the Word.

"Woah, mate… what'd McGonagall do to you?" the boy said with a chuckle.

Harry shook his head, trying to explain his new situation with the Word still dominating his thoughts, "Champion… Ball… d-Date!"

Normally Harry would have thought the situation as funny as his 'Best Mate' did, any fourteen-year-old boy would really, but Ron's great, bellowing guffaws at Harry's predicament roused an unexpected amount of anger to overwhelm the dreaded Word. "Thanks for understanding, Ron!"

"Just think of the birds we can bag, Harry. Bet'cha that Cho chick will jump at the chance to go with a Champion."

"Ugh… no. I saw her and Diggory coming out of a broom closet last night… and they didn't look like they'd been doing checks as part of their Prefect duties, if you know what I mean."

"Go Diggory!"

"Ron…" Harry hung his head, in shame at his "friend's" lack of… Respect? Morals? Something… whatever it was, it certainly felt wrong to him.

"So who you gonna ask?" the red-head cocked his head to the side in querry.

Harry shook his head again, "I'd rather face another dragon…"

"Oh?" Ron chuckled again, "Just going to summon your soulmate this time?"

Harry's head snapped up to watch the other boy walking away, "What if…?" He pulled out his wand, "Accio Soulmate!" Harry practically shouted, causing Ron and the other dozen or so people in the Gryffindor Common Room to burst out laughing.

An echoing squeal emanating from the girls' dorm stairwell brought that laughter to a screeching halt however, as a girl with bushy brown hair came rocketing down the stairs to fly into Harry's incredibly surprised arms.

After a moment the rapidly breathing girl turned to him, "Harry?" she asked hesitantly.

"Hermione…" he replied in a daze of a whole new kind.

"Bloody Hell!" the red-head from before said loudly, but once again, he'd lost all meaning to Harry's overawed mind as thoughts of the girl in his arms and a new Word dominated all thought… Soulmate.