D/C: I don't own Harry Potter.

Alright, I just wrote this because I felt like uploading a small one-shot...it's just a spur-of-the-moment kind of thing. Kinda cute, though...I hope. Well, anyway, I'll let you read it. Won't take a more than a minute, I think.

Phone Calls

'HELLO? HELLO? MAY I SPEAK TO HERMIONE?'

'Oh, for God's sake, Ron! Stop screaming!'

'Oh...hey, Hermione.'

'Hello.'

'Sorry I screamed...it's just too weird...telephones, that is. I can't believe you can talk through them.'

'Yes, I gathered.'

'Can you actually hear me?'

'Yes, Ron, I can hear you.'

'Okay...how are you?'

'I'm fine.'

'Are you studying?'

'This may surprise you, Ron, but I do not study all the time.'

'Oh.'

'How are you?'

'Me? I'm good.'

'Good.'

Silence.

Silence.

'You know, it's much better when we're face to face.'

'Yeah, I agree.'

'I'll see you in Diagon Alley?'

'Yes, I'll be there.'

'Bye.'

'Bye.'

'Love you.'

Silence.

'Hermy?'

'Love you, too.'

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A/N: Sooo? What do you think? If it's just too stupid to be put on this site tell me and I'll delete it; I wasn't so sure about it myself, anyway.

-S. N. B.