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This is for the Harry Potter Fanfiction Challenges forum
Are you crazy enough to do it Challenge
40. (Book title) Mind Over Matter
If Your Dare Challenge
40. Craving
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Insane Prompt challenge
41. Word: Grinch - one who spoils the pleasures of others
Word count: 612
Hermione dipped the piece of chicken into the cup of yogurt. From the other side of the kitchen Ron made a gagging noise. She raised an eyebrow at him and put the now yogurt covered chicken in her mouth.
"Must you do that, 'Mione?"
"Do what? Eat?"
"You know what! It's gross!"
'"If it bothers you that much, then maybe you shouldn't have messed with my potion. You wanted this baby, so suck it up and deal with the fact I have cravings, ones that apparently make you sick."
"Why can't you just want ice cream like Ginny?"
"She puts pickle relish on it."
"How the bloody hell does Harry deal with her?"
"Mind over matter, he thinks about how adorable his little bundle of screaming joy will be," she stated picking up another strip of grilled chicken.
"Can you please, please, just eat something else, anything else?"
"The baby likes this, you're just being a grinch. Don't you want our little one to be healthy? Chicken's good for him or her, so's yogurt actually." She dipped the chicken watching as Ron wrinkled his nose. She fought back the urge to laugh. This had been his idea, she'd wanted a career. He'd been the one who had tampered with her contraceptive potion, he deserved to be tortured by her stupid cravings.
"Okay, I'll make you a deal." She tilted her head.
"And what could you possibly offer me right now, Ron? I've got food, drink, a bed, and your company," she stated giving him slightly evil looking smile.
"We're going to go over to Harry's and you and Ginny can sit there and eat whatever the hell you want, while Harry and I go have a pint."
"Sounds like something you want, what's in it for me?" She started reaching for another piece of chicken.
"You can name the baby, first and middle name." She paused. At the same time, the floo activated and Harry stepped through.
"Yes?" she asked looking at her other best friend.
"Um, Ginny was wondering if you wanted to come over and...I honestly don't know what she wants to do, but I think it involves paint swatches and wall tiles?"
"Fine, I'll go visit Ginny, only because Ron here can't handle the fact I'm hungry and our baby doesn't like ice cream," she stated standing and walking over to the floo leaving the boys standing in the kitchen.
Ginny was sitting in a chair by the fireplace as Hermione stepped through.
"Hermione? What are you..."
"Ron's being an idiot, and Harry's begging me to come over here and deal with you," Hermione answered flopping down in a chair next to Ginny. "It's not my fault I have these cravings. Is that what Harry's problem is?"
"Not so much, really, more like I'm driving him crazy with the nursery ideas. What do you think of a forest theme with unicorns?"
"Could be cute? Do you have any yogurt?"
"Top shelf of the fridge, next to the pickle relish. Think our husbands will ever learn to deal?"
"Nope, and what about an underwater theme, with kelpies?"
"Harry wants Quiddich."
"So does Ron. Hmm, butterflies and flowers?"
"Ohh, I know! Green and silver!" Ginny burst out laughing.
"I don't think either of them knew what they were getting into."
"Me either, do you and Harry have names picked?"
"Yes. You and Ron?"
"He just gave me naming rights, first and middle, anything to get me and my yogurt covered chicken out of our kitchen."
"Awesome! Hey, I'm out of ice cream, wanna come with me to the grocery?"
"Sure, need to buy some more chicken for home anyway," Hermione shrugged.