Everyone,
Saturday night, 7 o'clock, Harry's place. You want to be there. You'll regret it if you miss out!
Ron
Once everyone had tramped through the Floo and front door of #13 Grimmauld Place, through the connecting door into the large living room of #12, and was lounging all about the room on couches, chairs, and pillows on the floor Harry was glad he had purchased such a large television set.
Ron stood up in front of the screen and attempted to get everyone's attention leading to popcorn and candy flying through the air at his head. He ducked, turned on the movie, and slid into his seat next to Hermione sliding a laptop onto his lap.
The first few minutes of the movie were watched in silence as those who had seen movies before let those who hadn't take it in. By the time the letters came flying out of the fireplace however the words began to fly just as fast around the room.
"That kid looks just like you Harry."
"No he doesn't, he's got the wrong color eyes!"
"But he's a short, scrawny, specky little git."
"I was not!"
"Yes you were!"
"Short yes!"
"Scrawny too."
"No I think that was just those old clothes of his cousin's they made his wear."
"Yeah you looked much better once you got to wear your own clothes."
"Do I need to stop this movie?"
A chorus of NOs rang out.
"Then pick on someone else."
"Was your uncle really that nutters?"
"Still is as far as I know."
"You should have seen his face when we picked up Harry in dad's flying car."
"Or when we came through their fireplace."
"You guys had all the fun while I was left at home with Mum."
"Hagrid did a really good job on that tail considering his wand was snapped in half. It's amazing it still worked at all."
"Does Dudley still have a tail?"
"No, they had it removed."
"How did they manage that?"
"Muggle doctor and no I have no idea what they told him."
"Oh man they didn't do Gringotts justice, it's so much grander than that."
"And so much danker and cramped down below."
"Oh look at little Malfoy."
"I wasn't that tiny, and I never wore my hair like that."
"And you're much paler than that kid."
"Thanks."
"He's just as pompous as you were though."
"Oh my that owl is nearly identical to Hedwig."
"She was such a good bird."
"I still don't understand how no one told you how to get onto the platform. McGonagall told me."
"It was Hagrid, he probably forgot or didn't think of it. He was rather distracted that day."
"Wonderful we get to see me being a prat."
"You'll get to see that a lot."
Popcorn flew at the screen as Quirrell appeared and then more as Snape was spotted. Comments still flew but much less often as the movie continued.
"What is a ship?" Ron asked the room.
Hermione shook her head, "Really Ronald, a ship is a large sea-going vessel."
"A boat," Draco drawled, "she means it's a boat."
"I know that definition but I don't think that's what they mean here."
"What who means?"
"The people on this website."
"Well then Ron I don't know," Hermione answered.
"What kind of site is it?" asked Ginny.
"It's a bunch of stories."
"And they're not about boats or the sea?"
"No."
"Well then look it up mate, you have the computer, the rest of us are trying to watch the movie," Harry replied.
Everything went quiet again for a while, other than the occasional laugh at the screen or the tap of the keys as Ron typed.
"Aren't you even watching this?" Hermione asked Ron.
"Why? I lived it, we all did."
"Ron you git, this whole thing was your idea!" George threw his bag of popcorn at Ron's head.
"Yeah well I watched it already, couldn't wait for you lot."
This drew several groans and led to several more bags of popcorn and empty candy boxes flying across the room in his direction. Then their attention was drawn back to the screen in time to see Draco run while Harry was frozen in fear watching the thing they all knew now was Quirrell and Voldemort drinking the unicorn's blood.
Just as the movie Harry, Ron and Hermione entered the chess game the real Ron screamed and shoved the laptop onto the floor, "Who has their wand? Someone obliviate me now! Right now! Get rid of the last five minutes immediately! Please someone anyone. Mione be nice, Harry help me out, Malfoy I know you've wanted to hex me for years obliviate me now please!"
Everyone in the room was staring at Ron as he was in a panic now begging anyone and everyone to modify his memory. It took several minutes before they could get him calmed down enough to find out just what had him so upset. While the others gathered around Ron talking to him quietly, Draco stepped into the hallway through the connecting door, and summoned a calming draught, then passed it off to Harry who pressed it into the ginger's hand. Draco then picked up the laptop and went to close it, changing his mind at the last second looking instead to see what it was that had gotten the ginger so riled up. He began to laugh but it wasn't until that laughter reached a near hysterical fever pitch that the others stopped fussing over Ron and turned to him. He, like Ron, didn't answer any questions asked of him. When Harry approached with another calming draught Draco waved him away then wiped tears from his eyes. He held up one long finger to pacify the room as he took a moment and some deep lungfuls of air to catch his breath. Ron was still muttering to himself nonsensically. Draco looked over at him and had to bite his lip to keep from laughing again.
"Sorry about that."
"Malfoy what the hell is wrong with you?" Ginny asked.
"And what's wrong with Ron?" added Hermione, "I assume you know and that's why you're cackling like a loon."
"It's… on the computer…ship is-" Malfoy's eyes crossed with Ron's and the blonde began to laugh once again as the ginger began near wailing and viciously rubbing his eyes.
"What the bloody hell?" Hermione reached for the laptop but Draco pulled it away and again took a deep breath.
"Sorry, apparently muggles like to write stories about their favorite fictional characters, and they have 'ships, short I assume for relationships. The website Ronald here was looking at lists the relationships the Muggles have put, well put us in," he gestured to the room.
"They what?" Harry asked.
"Apparently Muggles have decided we shouldn't be in the relationships written about in those books. They have paired several of us up in other ways."
"Like what?" Hermione asked, followed by several others repeating the question.
"Well from my quick look some of the more normal pairings are Neville and Luna, Fred and Hermione, Harry and Hermione, Dean and Seamus."
Each pairing looked at one another as their names were listed with the final pair blushing a bit when their names were called. Somehow this escaped notice of the others in the room as Draco opened the laptop and continued listing.
"Some more odd pairings Hermione and Blaise, Hermione and me, Hermione and Charlie, Muggle seem to have quite the fascination with you Granger. Let's see who else: Blaise and Luna, Ginny and Me, Dean and Ginny, Hermione again with Pansy this time, Harry and Cho." Each pairing read led to groans and laughter.
"Really Ron I mean some of those are odd but nothing so bad as to ask us to obliviate you."
"He stopped reading," Ron protested, "There are worse pairings, I swear to you they get worse."
Eyes turned to Draco again who nodded, "They do, not sure even I want to read some of them."
"They can't be that bad."
"Come on you ninny read them."
"What are you a man or a mouse?"
"Alright then but you have been warned."
"Whatever, just read!"
"So shall we start with my father and Ginny, or maybe you'd prefer my father and Hermione."
Both women shuddered.
"Sorry ladies, maybe you prefer that either of you was paired with Riddle?"
More shudders from the room. Ron closed his eyes and covered his ears.
"Snape and Dumbledore, McGonagall and Pomfrey, Hermione and my crazy aunt, Snape Black and Lupin, the Sorting Hat and Dobby. Is that enough for you all yet."
"Yes stop!"
"Please stop!"
"Those people are off their rockers!"
"What is wrong with them?"
Several mutters about obliviation were heard before Draco spoke again.
"Those Muggles may be crazy but they got one pairing right."
"Who?"
"You didn't list any of us with our actual partners." Dean and Seamus again blushed but refused to look at one another.
"No, it wasn't one I listed."
"Then who?"
"Are you going to tell us or make us guess?"
"You'd never guess."
"I would," said Harry having taken a peek at the screen peering around the blonde.
"What?"
"If Harry can guess it, we can."
"No you wouldn't," he replied.
"Yes we would.
He shook his head, "I highly doubt it."
Draco looked at Harry, "Should we tell them love?"
Harry took Draco's hand in his looked at the open mouths and wide eyes around them and replied, "Somehow I don't think we need to."
a/n so this story is finally done, sorry it took so long but glad I found the muse after NaNo to get this one done, now to work on my other unfinished stories. Hope you enjoyed, reviews are always welcomed and appreciated.