A/N : Here's to make up for that terribly depressing previous drabble. On that note, these on-going drabbles are now T-rated.


11. Sound

Harry has barely passed the threshold of the house when he hears it.

A moan.

Ron's name, in a high pitch voice.

He stays frozen for a minute, before going up to Ron's bedroom door.

Uncomfortably, he hears Ron's through the door and he's groaning.

Harry closes his eyes, he doesn't want to hear this. Now that he's nearer he can also hear skin slapping against skin and he definitely doesn't want to hear this. There's no doubt in his mind as to what activities Ron is currently participating. The main issue in Harry's mind is that Hermione is supposed to be at Hogwarts right this moment, which means that Ron is with someone else. That renders him furious and he pounds his fist against the bedroom door.

"RON! It better be Hermione in there with you or I swear I'll rip your head and bollocks off."

Everything is suddenly quiet.

"It's me Harry, I-," he can almost hear Hermione's flushed face from across the door. "Ron stop!"

Hermione just moaned.

He's never going to be able to erase this from his memory.

"It's only Harry and I haven't seen you in a month!" he hears Ron says breathlessly. "Plus," he adds teasingly, "are you a witch or not?"

Harry slams his hand against the door, he's going to throw up or worse, pass out.

He hears Hermione whimpers Silencio and then it's all quiet.