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A/N: this is going to be a short first chapter then my usual first chapters in a fic, how ever seeing that I am a plot bunny addict it turned out better then I think. About this fic. It's going to be short but funny none the less. I'm bringing you the points of view (as the narrator not the actual characters, sorry) of both Ron and Hermione, and you will now when which is which. I hope you'll enjoy it as much as you enjoy my other fics and don't stone me.
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Poor Rita Skeeter
Almost turned 20 year old Hermione Granger never imagined that her first summer as a wizrading world celebrity will be spend at the Borrow, home of her favorite family (besides hers) in the whole world along with her three best friends (two of them are members of said, family) being lazy and doing nothing. Of course not everything is perfect.
"I'm telling you, Ginny. It's like talking to a brick wall!" said Hermione, falling on the redhead girl's bed. "He's so stupid sometimes that I can't understand how he manage to walk and talk at the same time!"
"Don't be silly," Ginny said, giggling at her bushy haired girl. "I know you think it's cute, him being the git that he is. You said it yourself, didn't you?"
"I know I did." She huffed, "but sometimes I just can't help it and I want to grab his throat and strangle him while asking: 'what is wrong with you?'"
"I'll give five galleons if you'll do it." There was a short silence and then the two girls laughed.
"It's not just that he's daft that makes me feel so helpless," Hermione said as they stopped laughing. "I think it the whole thing with boys that sometimes make you wonder if it worth all the bother."
"You mean the anticipation?" asked Ginny, propping herself against the headboard.
"That and the fact that they always get to the wrong conclusion, no matter what you do." Hermione simply said.
"Wait, are you talking about all boys in general or just Ron?" Ginny wondered aloud.
"Both." Hermione assured her. "I get so upset sometimes from all those games, Ginny. I swear I think I'm better off as a lesbian."
"Hermione Granger a lesbian?" Ginny said. "I think there was a rumor about that back in fifth year, my fifth year."
"Really?" Hermione said and then sniggered. "I guess I underestimated Hogwarts student body, they were on about me long before I was." Now she was laughing heartily.
"You should never underestimate the gossip of Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil." Ginny said whipping her eyes from laugh tears. "Those two can give Rita Skeeter a run for her money."
"And Rita thought I was some kind of a scarlet woman while all along I was into women." Again the girls burst into a hysterical fit of laughter. "Poor Rita, outshined by two Hogwarts skanks."
"HARRY!" someone called outside of the room and they heard the rush of legs running down the Burrow's stairs.
"Was that Ron?" Ginny asked, looking at Hermione.
"Sounds like him." Hermione shrugged and picked up her cat, Crookshanks, off the floor. "Stupid git probably spotted a spider or something." She scratched behind the ginger cat's ear. "But you're not afraid off spiders, aren't you Crookshanks?" and the cat purred as an answer.
"Quidditch?" asked Harry Potter, his broom in his hand and his eyes are fixed on his second favorite redhead.
"I'll fetch my broom." Ron Weasley said, "Want me to ask Ginny and Hermione to join us on my way?"
"Only if you play with Hermione, mate." Said Harry, clapping on the redhead shoulder. "I don't have the amount of patients you have when it comes to her and quidditch."
"Wanker," Ron said with a smile. "This is just an excuse for you to sneak a snog with my sister."
"The more the merrier, mate." Harry smiled cheekily at him and winked.
"Bugger off!" Ron pushed him in a mock anger and went into the house. "Bloody best friend he is, all he wants is to snog my baby sister." Ron muttered to himself as he climbed the stairs to his room.
"…all those games, Ginny. I think I'm better off as a lesbian." Ron stopped his tracks as he heard Hermione's voice.
"Hermione is gay?" Ron asked himself disbelieving what he just heard.
"Hermione Granger a lesbian?" he heard Ginny say, "I think there was a rumor about that back in fifth year, my fifth year."
"Really?" Hermione laughed. He couldn't believe she was laughing at this. "I guess I underestimated Hogwarts student body, they were on about me long before I was." Was she going insane? She can't be a lesbian! She doesn't fancy girls! She can't fancy girls Ron fancy her! he panicked inside his head.
"You should never underestimate the gossip of Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil." Stupid Lavender and Parvati, all because he chucked Lavender. Well actually she chucked him but those are tiny details. Ron thought to himself as he leaned in to listen better.
"And Rita thought I was some kind of a scarlet woman while all along I was into women." What so funny about Hermione having a go at girls? Sweet Merlin he had to tell Harry. He'll know what to do.
"HARRY!" he forgot all about his broom and ran down the stairs and out of the house.
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