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Harry Potter
The time was ticking as I sat at my desk, waiting for the charms exam to be over. I had finished five minutes ago and rather than stare at my exam, I scanned the room.
I could see Hermione leafing through her exam, no doubt checking for mistakes. Ron on the other hand, I could tell by his sweaty face that he was cramming in a few more answers before the exam was over. I grinned at this.
I lolled around in my chair, thinking hard. Exams are over within a matter of minutes. I have free time. Free time where I can do anything… or nothing. And since Ginny would also be done… we'd have some time to spend together.
Dazedly, I walked out of the hall, feeling relieved and happy. I spot Ron, who obviously noticed me, and walk over to where he is standing.
"Hi," he says as I came.
"Hi," I say, feeling uncomfortable. Please don't ask how I did on the exam, PLEASE don't ask…
"What's up?" Ron asks uncertainly. Oh no. Now I have to answer. It's not like I can lie to Ron. My lies are as believable as Pinocchio's when I tell them to Ron or Hermione.
"The bloody practical exam," I say embarrassedly. "I mixed up the Colour Changing charm with the Growth charm, so my iguana swelled up and turned pink." Ron snorted. "How did you do?"
He seemed to freeze. Could he have possibly done worse than me?
"Well… I sort of… mutated my iguana into… a … a… giant cucumber." His face reddened with every word he uttered.
At least I'm not the only one who messed up. I pat his shoulder sympathetically.
"Let's not mention this to Hermione shall we?" I say. Ron nods his head gratefully. I'm not keen to listen to one of lectures. That's the biggest problems with Hermione. She can't think about anything else. Ah, and speak of the devil, she's standing at the top of the stairs.
"Hi," she says anxiously. "How did you do?"
"Oh, it was ok," I say. I look at Ron. I am fresh out of ideas. She's probably going to badger us about it until she gets the details and then lecture us.
Ron shakes his head and they start arguing about why exams should not be discussed after we've written them. By that point, I'm zoning out.
I can see Ginny and a bunch of her friends at the bottom of the staircase. I raised my hand to wave at her when I hear Hermione say
"Look, I have to go to the library."
"What?" I say incredulously. "We don't have anymore exams. We don't even have homework!"
She goes off ranting about how she has to prepare for next year. I can hear Ron telling me how mental she is.
"Yeah, I-" I break off. I was going to say "I think she'll be more stressed when she gets a boyfriend who doesn't worry about exams as much as her." But then again Ron is having some weird relationship with her and this is kind the situation.
Ron gives me a curious look before saying "Shall we go up to the common room? I heard Fred and George are holding a party," I shrug, and he says "Come on, we deserve a break after all the revision we had to do lately."
So I allow Ron to lead the way to the common room, where sure enough, we walked into a party. I grab some butterbeer and Ron and I sit down at a table. Seven butterbeers later, Ron is drunk.
I slip away and find Ginny alone on the other side of the common room so I plop down next to her. We spent the rest of the night talking about Quidditch. Then we shared a passionate kiss that thankfully no one made comments about (nearly everyone in the room was under the influence of butterbeer around that time).
I went to bed early, around one o'clock.
So it's over. Exams are done and I don't have the slightest worry. The best way to end it off is by spending time with your girlfriend (I'd have said "friends" but Hermione was in the library and Ron was drunk).