"I'M DREAMING OF A WHITE CHRISTMAS!"
George grimaced and ignored Fred's singing.
"Tra... la... la..."
Harry grimaced and ignored Mr. J's singing.
"Fred, do you hear something?"
"Kinda... it's creepy."
"And a little scary."
"And creepy."
"Definitel- AHHHHH!"
"VERY funny." Hermione was walking towards them.
"Hiya, Herm!" Fred exclaimed.
"Hi."
"Where've ya been? You missed Christmas!" He threw a particularly nasty glare at Fred, who grinned sheepishly. "You missed Easter, with all the chocolate! Mr. J had to eat it all by himself."
Fred joined him in laughing hysterically.
"Yeah... WHATEVER!" Hermione rolled her eyes, but then gave a little smile.
"Hey, Herm, you wouldn't happen to know where Ron is, would you?"
"Not that we're looking for him, of course!"
"Yes, I do. But I still think I shouldn't have gone with instinct, and followed the tra la la's."
"No, you shouldn't've."
"Yeah, this guy is like... I dunno, 740 pounds or something."
"Fred! George! C'mon, it doesn't matter what someone weighs, that's mean!"
"Hello? Who's there? Hello? Anyone? I think I see, someone, Mr. J."
"Really...?"
Ron appeared out of a bunch of trees. "H'lo, Harry."
"Ron! Where've you been?"
But, before Ron could answer, the sound of Fred's (or George's, Harry couldn't tell. I guess he should've asked Ron.) voice came out of the walkie-talkie. "Harry, am I using it right? Do you hear me? Did I press the right eclectic button?"
"Actually, these run on batteries."
"Oh. Well, do you hear me?"
"Yes, I do."
"Good, well, we've found Hermione!"
"More, like I found you! You couldn't find a neon-green sheep on a sheet of black paper," Hermione's shrill voice interrupted.
"Hello, Hermione. Guess what? We found Ron!"
"Yes, that's WONDERFUL. As if I didn't even know where he was. Really." She sniffed.
So, Hermione, once they were back at the office of the multi-color hair, explained. "You see, we were going for a walk and... um... then what happened, Ron?"
"Um... I do not know!"
"And he wins a mi-"
"We've heard, Fred."