Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J. K. Rowling and Warner Brothers and its associates; it does not belong to me, okay.

Rating: M

Flashback and some thoughts is in Italics

Chapter 4: Relieving

Fear and anxiety gripped me, when I heard the door thump; whoever was on the other side had to do something hasty and quick, otherwise he would not have banged the door with such urgency.

I was so startled that I had almost forgotten about my morose musings for a second. But soon enough, I had collected my wits. I had to act quickly. I couldn't let others see me like this; therefore, I quickly spelled some glamour's on myself to look normal.

Scars and various other blemishes from my face were gone within seconds. When I looked into the mirror again, I looked plain, ordinary Harry Potter. At least as normal and lucid I could be nowadays.

"Open the door now!!!" The person bawled and knocked the door over again with great insistence.

It was Ron.

"Just a minute!" I hollered. "I'm coming; just let me put on some clothes, Ron."

I whimpered when the rough denim clothes came in contact with my bruised skin; it hurt. I almost screamed but soon realized Ron was on the other side, and I'm sure he heard that.

"Open the door, Harry!" I heard Ron say "Please! I need to go the bathroom now!"

Finally, when I saw everything was in perfect condition, I opened the door.

But before I could say "good morning" to him or do any other thing for that he pushed me away from the door; he soon entered the bathroom and closed the door.

What's the matter with him? I wondered. Could it be because what happened yesterday? I laughed softly as I remembered what Hermione forced him to do.

Gradually, with a few happy thoughts in my mind, I started towards my dorm where uniform, hairbrush, and other necessities were located.

By the time, I had finished dressing; Ron came out of the bathroom. I saw he took a shower as well.

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Ron's POV:

Usually, I don't wake up until seven in the morning but for some reason I woke up an hour earlier. I couldn't sleep even if tried to. It's as if a competition had started between my mind and me. It seemed that my mind demanded me to stay awake and do something before I could go to sleep.

I didn't know what my mind wanted me to do? So I started to think back and gather some insight through my half-addled as well as half-asleep mind.

So as I was thinking through my half-asleep mind, suddenly, I felt such strong urge to go the bathroom. It's as if that is why my mind woke me up so abruptly and rudely from my pleasant dreams.

Soon it dawned upon me why I felt the sudden desire to go the bathroom. I needed to relieve myself. Normally, I drink two glasses of water before going for the night; however, yesterday I had to drink almost eight glasses of water because of a stupid dare between Hermione and Angelina, Draco's new girlfriend.

Flashback:

"You did WHAT?!" I screamed at Hermione.

"I had just dared Angelina that you can drink at least eight glasses of water before you go to sleep" Hermione implored.

"But why did you do this, Herm?" I asserted. "I mean common on. I can't drink eight glasses of water"

"But Angelina said that Draco drinks seven glasses of water and she can prove it in front of everybody"

"I don't care if Draco can drink one hundred glasses of water, I can't." I told her finally.

"Well you are going to do this, Ron," Hermione also said with a dogmatic tone that booked no more room for any arguments. "I wagered twenty galleons over this dare; not to mention, I don't think you can stand this now, can you"

Hermione just showed me her puppy eyes and said, "Please, do this for me, please!!"

She knew my weakness; after all she is my girlfriend.

"Okay! But I hope this would be last time you would make such stupid dare, Herm. Believe me, I won't be so agreeable the next time around" I said

"Fine! Only this time" she said dreamily.

At eight O' clock at night, in the Great Hall, the challenge occurred. A huge crowd broke out to watch the contest.

After a lot of presentation amongst other things, the contest finally started. Draco drank seven and half glasses of water where as Ron drank complete eight glasses.

When Ron went back to the room, it took everything in him not to vomit water on the floor; he was feeling completely unwell and tired; he decided that, that would be last time he would drink that much amount of water.

Hermione was feeling so ecstatic at winning the twenty galleons without doing anything but to challenge Angelina about whose boyfriend could drink lots of water.

"The extent of things a person would do to see his girlfriend happy," mused Ron. Harry, who was standing nearby him, nodded and agreed with him.

As Ron came out of his reverie, he really needed to go the bathroom. He really ran as fast as a rabbit to the bathroom only to find it locked from the inside.

He yelled, begged, almost tried to break the door's hinges with his thumping; but the door held its ground without yielding to him.

He was surprised when he heard Harry's voice from the other side. So when Harry opened the door, he couldn't wait any longer. He simply pushed him aside and ran for the nearest lavatory he could find to relieve himself.

After doing all the unspoken things, he took a bath before heading to his dorm, where he found Harry almost ready to go the Great Hall.

"Sorry mate, for the rush…" I said to him before doing anything.

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Author Notes: Sorry for the delay and the short chapter. I haven't had much time to check the grammar, so there might few grammatical errors in thins chapter. I've few things to say.

1). I've lost interest in writing this story, but don't worry though. I will finish this story.

This story will have a minimum of 10 chapters, but no more than 12 chapters, according to my calculations and the way I'm planning the story.

2) Review please.