Hi! I was going to wait a few days to upload this, cause I only just uploaded the last chapter, but I decided to be nice. Thanks to Miilla for helping me with my chapter problem. And thanks to everyone who reviewed. =) Enjoy!
Chapter 11: The Quest for Meaning
"You're so lazy, Ronald!"
"I'm lazy? Well, you are such a bloody control freak!"
"I am not!"
"Are too!"
"Git!"
"Bookworm!"
"You know that doesn't offend me"
"Nerd!"
Hermione gaped open mouthed at Ron, struggling to come up with a come back. And then something from her trip to Australia struck her.
"Oh yeah, Ron? Well you are a ranga!"
Ron's eyebrows rose as he stared at Hermione.
"Huh?"
"You heard me. You're a ranga" Hermione repeated, proud to have come up with such a great retort. Ron just continued to stare at her, extremely confused.
"Oh yeah, cut down!" Hermione exclaimed. She turned on her heel and left Ron alone in his room. Ron shook his head slightly.
"What's a ranga?" he called after her.
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Hermione and Ginny were lazing around in Ginny's room. Well, Ginny was. Hermione was reading a book.
"Hermione get your head out of that book and let's do something fun" Ginny exclaimed suddenly. She was lying on her back on her bed, her head hanging upside down off the edge. Hermione glanced up at her over the top of her book from her position on the floor.
"Reading is fun" she replied distractedly. Ginny rolled her eyes.
"Yeah,usually. But not when you're reading Hogwarts: A History for the 1000th time. Seriously, how many times have you read that thing?" Ginny asked whilst she concentrated on going cross-eyed.
"I don't know. I don't keep count. It's really good, you should read it" Hermione suggested as she turned a page. The only answer she received from Ginny was a snort.
"I'm bored" Ginny groaned. Hermione heaved a sigh.
"Be quiet, Ginny" Hermione said absentmindedly. Ginny narrowed her eyes dangerously. She did not appreciate being told to stop talking.
"Hermione! I'm really bored! Please take your head out of that book for a while and let's do something even mildly entertaining!" Ginny whined.
"Shut up, Ginny" Hermione snapped. She got up, and bringing her book with her, marched out of the room. As she left, Ginny heard her say:
"Bloody ranga, disturbing me while I'm trying to read!"
There was silence in Ginny's room for a moment before:
"What in the name of Merlin is a ranga?"
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All the Weasley children were gathered in the kitchen after dinner. The boys noticed that their sister seemed to be in a particularly bad mood. After a few minutes of silent arguing about who would be the unlucky bugger to attempt to talk to Ginny when she was obviously so pissed, it was Charlie who had to face Ginny's wrath.
"Umm, Ginny?" he questioned tentatively. Ginny's head snapped up and Charlie automatically flinched.
"What?" she grounded out.
"Is there something the matter?" Charlie asked sincerely. He may be afraid of her when she was angry, but he still wanted to know what was troubling her.
"It's stupid, really. But, Hermione called me a ranga and-"
"Wait, ranga? That's what she called me!" cried Ron.
"Me, too!" Bill and Charlie yelled.
"Me as well!" Percy exclaimed indignantly.
"Has Hermione been calling all of us rangas, then?" George asked, clearly amused.
"She hasn't called me that" Harry said as he entered the room. He sat down next to Ginny and put an arm around her. Her scowl immediately disappeared as she turned with a smile to her boyfriend. All her brothers cringed as she gave him a kiss.
"Ugh, Gin, please" Ron muttered disgustedly.
"So why is Hermione calling us rangas and not Harry?" asked Bill. Everyone shrugged.
"Maybe that's because he isn't a ranga" Hermione said smartly as she too entered the kitchen. They all looked at her, puzzled.
"But what is a ranga?" Ginny asked exasperatedly. Hermione rolled her eyes, she was getting very annoyed. Every time she found a place to read, another ranga would come along and bug her.
"Why don't you go to Australia and find out for yourself?" she asked loftily. She then promptly exited the room. Bill, Charlie, Percy, George, Ron and Ginny all exchanged thoughtful looks. Harry looked around him amusedly.
"You aren't seriously going to apparate to Australia right now, are you?" he asked uncertainly.
20 minutes later….
"Alright, so we're in Sydney, Australia. How are we going to find out what ranga means?" Ron asked his siblings as he gazed at the Sydney Harbour Bridge.
"Well, maybe we should ask someone" Ginny suggested. It wasn't hard to find someone to ask. Ginny approached a girl with long, blonde hair and a dark tan, her brothers trailing after her.
"Excuse me?" Ginny asked politely.
The Australian girl turned around and her blue eyes widened.
"Hi!" she said brightly. She smiled widely, her eyes seeming to focus on George the most.
"My brothers and I are from England and-"
"Yeah, I kinda already knew that. Seeing as you have a Pommy accent" the girl interrupted. Ginny smiled sweetly even though she was annoyed by being called a Pommy.
"Yeah, well, we have a friend who keeps calling us all rangas and-"
"I'm not surprised. Are your whole family rangas?" The girl asked curiously.
"Stop interrupting!" Ginny snapped. "What the bloody hell does ranga mean?"
The girls eyebrows rose. Then she laughed.
"Red heads, of course" she turned away, still sniggering and walked off in the direction of Bondi Beach. The Weasleys gazed after her, shocked.
"How do they get ranga from red hair?" Charlie asked incredulously.
"Australians are weird" Ron stated. They all nodded their heads.
A/N: Well, that was fun. Hope you liked it! Don't forget to review! =)
This chapter was another very random one. Not as random as the Vegemite one, of course. For some reason, the very random ones seem to be about Aussie things. Weird. Oh and I wasn't insulting Aussies in this chapter. That would be stupid cause I would be insulting myself.
And just in case you didn't know (I don't think anyone but Australians know what it means. Or have even heard of it) the term "ranga" comes from orangutan. Get it? Yeah, I know it's a bit insulting but, here it's very common slang. And here no one seems to find it offensive.
