Chapter 30: The one where I get Kinky with Ron

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Chapter 29

"Hey Monica." I smiled up at the fat lady and she squinted down at me.

"Password?"

"Why so serious Stephie. Let's have us a little chat, I fear we've started our friendship on the left foot."

"Left foot?"

"Yes, you see my left foot is my wrong foot."

"Have you been drinking?"

"Oh Elizabeth, look how little you know of me. But don't worry, that will change. So, tell me, what is the most exciting thing that you saw today?"

"It's late, you should be asleep."

"And you should be off flirting it up with Sir Hawthorne."

She gave me a sly look, "You're coming from your grandfather's office, aren't you?"

"Like you don't already know that Ms Omnipresence. Not that it's any of my business but Melinda the Scrawny Skank for brains-"

"Say no more Miss Thornton. Her portrait, or his?"

"Bodrock the Bold, seems to be a party of some sort. Sir Keates has no shirt…and no pants…"

"Password Ky, password."

"Knob gobbling."

"What!"

I laughed, "Hobgoblin."

She swung open and I heard her shout out as she rushed away, "I'll be letting McGonagall know about that one Ky!"

I jumped over the threshold and spun around and collapsed into my armchair. I quickly jumped off as for the second time today, I felt something that I could not see. I sighed when I saw the mop of ginger hair and Ron stretching and wiping the sleep from his eyes.

"Ky?"

"No, it's Mi. I'm waiting for you to confess your undying love for me."

"Huh?"

"I want to have your babies."

"What?"

"I said what are you doing down here?"

"Oh…just dosed off. Was wondering where you and…was wondering where you were all night. Didn't see you after your detention."

"Oh, my detention is postponed but now I have another one because I jumped in the lake. You don't want to know. I was upstairs having cocoa with Nonno. He says hi."

Ron frowned at me, "Really?"

"Of course, yeah. I mean its normal for a friend's grandparent to send their regards, right?"

"Yes. Not when it's Dumbledore though." I sat on the arm of his chair. There was a dull red mark on his forehead, and I applied a healing spell and a cool compress spell to it.

"Ran into the doorway on the Second again?"

"No…is it bad?"

"Sorry, it won't scar. It'll be gone by the morning." He turned to me red faced,

"And why the bloody hells do you think I would want it to scar."

I shrugged, ignoring his little bitch-fit, "Because you're a boy and boys like scars."

He looked down abashed and I accepted his unspoken apology.

Ron and I had an easy-going friendship. It wasn't one of soul sharing like Mi's, or one doused with awkward moments like Harry's. It was just us. After the boys' little tiff, Mi took it upon herself to split herself at the seams trying to cater to them both, running from one to the other and sometimes dragging me along with her. Trying to get them to reconcile and see the error of their ways. I on the other hand didn't care. I had brothers. I knew how this worked, they needed time to come to their senses, there was no hurrying the process along. So, I'd hang out with Ron, Dean and Seamus sometimes, and Mi and Harry at others.

Judging by the look on Ron's face, something happened tonight, something that made him not want to go to his dorm just yet. I'll take the bait,

"Want to play a game?"

"I don't want to play Truth or Dare Ky; I'm still traumatised from the other day."

"That wasn't my fault. Dean was the one that dared you to climb out the window and wait on the ledge for thirty seconds."

"Well, you were the one that kept screaming there's a spider on your ankle and tickling me."

"Well, you were the one that dared me to enlarge all of Parvati's and Bobby's underwear into granny panties. And put my anti-adjustment charm on it. They didn't speak to me for a week. Unfortunately, they managed to get a hold of some new ones and that calmed them down a bit because apparently they needed an excuse for a wardrobe change and was actually grateful to me in the end but I'm pretty sure Bobby tried smothering me in my sleep initially."

"Seamus made me do that because you dared him to kiss Dean on the cheek!"

"Only because he dared me to kiss Dean on the mouth!"

"And I didn't let that happen, did I? That's how I instated the "No Daring Ky to Kiss" rule.

I laughed. "I like how you made it just me. Hoping I dared you to kiss that little French number you got going on?"

He gasped at me, "Ky! How can you even think of doing that! Don't even think of doing that on Monday in the second period free we have when she sunbathes near Herbology."

I laughed, "If I dared you, you still wouldn't do it Ron."

He smiled, "Yeah I know. I'm too much of a gentleman."

"Or a coward…"

"Hey...A little bit I guess."

"Nothing wrong with that. I have a soft spot for cowards and chocolates. Speaking of which, Kinky?"

Ron gave me a quizzical look but a second later a house elf appeared. She was a small little thing and I met her in my first week here. She had huge blue eyes and a normal shaped, albeit big, nose. She was about to curtsy and then realised what I had taught her, she timidly held her closed fist out and I bumped it.

"Yes, Miss Dumbledore's granddaughter mam."

I rolled my eyes at her. "Kinky, we've been through this. Ky, just Ky."

"Yes…Ky Miss Dumbledore's granddaughter mam Ky."

I shook my head and Ron laughed. She wasn't my personal house elf, but she always came whenever I called. She was the only house elf I had met here, and she practically smothered herself with my pillow when I walked in on her cleaning my room. When I found out her name was Kinky, I knew the friendship must be fate. She looked up at me with her big eyes knowing I summoned her for the usual but being a good elf meant waiting for the command.

"Kinky this is my friend, Ron. He is also from the kingdom where fist bumping is like curtsying. We would really appreciate three hot fudge sundaes if there are any?"

She timidly fist bumped Ron and squeaked, "Of course Miss Ky Dumbledore granddaughter mam Ky." She disappeared with a blink.

"Mione' is going to have your head if she finds out."

"And that's why you won't tell her. I cannot live without my hot fudge sundaes and this arrangement was the only way I could stop her from banging her head on my dresser. I walked in on her cleaning, which is apparently bad for house elves. I calmed her down by agreeing to ask for her help when I needed it."

With a click Kinky was back, three sundaes floating alongside her. She curtsied and I let it slide, old habits die hard. I handed Ron his and took mine, the third I gave it to her like I always did. She took it like she always did but I knew she never ate it. She was gone in a flash. Ron already downed half his.

"It's ice cream you - don't drink it."

He shrugged, "Spoons slow me down."

I tossed my spoon and tried it Ron's way. Ten minutes later I was lying in my bed with brain freeze but a smile on my face.

A/N: Thought you'd like a little Ron-Ky interaction.

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Kalina