It was a quiet day at Hogwarts…well, at least as quiet as it could get…
Time: Almost noon
Location: Grand Staircase
**Harry and Ron runs in from stage left**
Harry: Hey, 'Mione!
Hermione: **sighs** Lemme guess, you guys haven't done the Potions essay that's due tomorrow and you need me to 'check' your blank pieces of paper for you.
Harry: Not exactly…but speaking of which-**takes out blank piece of paper from bag**-can you check my Potions essay for me?
Ron: Actually Hermione, I need to tell you something.
Hermione: What? You need your Charms homework looked over?
Ron: No, this is an actual, official thing.
Hermione: Oh? Official? Okay, then we need lawyers, two witnesses and a scriber. **takes out wand**
Ron: We do?
Harry: **nudges Ron** Don't argue with the girl with the wand.
Ron: But don't we have our own wands?
Harry: We left them in our dorms, remember?
Hermione: **summons comfy armchair and sits down** Now we have to have the lawyers and the scriber.
Ron: But don't we get chairs?
Hermione: Oh, right. **accios two straight-backed wooden chairs** Enjoy.
**Ron and Harry sit down**
Harry: Ow, I can feel my back wanting to straighten.
**enters Fred and George from stage right**
Hermione: Mr. Weasley! !
Harry: Not you, idiot.
Fred: Yes. Herm-Ms. Granger?
Hermione: Can you two act as our lawyers? Mr. Weasley has an important announcement that's official.
Fred: What? Are you two getting a divorce?
Harry: …**sweatdrop** They aren't even together yet.
George: Gladly. I call being Mr. Weasley's lawyer.
Ron: What?! Don't I have a say?
George: Oh, sorry. **turns to Fred** Mr. Weasley, you can do the honours.
Fred: Thank you Mr. Weasley.
**enters Draco from stage right**
Harry: Oi! Malfoy! Can you be the official scribe?
Draco: Ok. **takes out laptop from bag**
Draco: **opens Microsoft Word** Alright, I'm ready. **looks up** What?
Harry: You know that that's a muggle piece of technology.
Ron: What IS that?
Fred: A muggle piece of technology, didn't you hear Mr. Potter here?
Draco: **shrug** I got it from my father as a birthday gift.
Everyone: **stare** What?
Draco: **raises eyebrow** Father. Birthday. Present…should I be getting this down?
Hermione: It's alright Mr. Malfoy. This meeting shall now begin. Mr. Weasley, you may begin.
Fred: As my client, Mr. Weasley would like to say something very official to Ms. Granger here.
Ron: **clears throat** I, as Ronald Billius Weasley, have something very official to say to Ms. Granger here, sitting on the poofy armchair. **looks at Draco** Are you getting this down?
Draco: **types** Yep.
Ron: Alright. **turns to Hermione** Ms. Granger, for the longest time-
Harry: Wait, will we need wills? Because I have a fortune in Gringotts that will go to various useless places if I don't have a will.
Draco: **looks up** And I have an even larger fortune.
Hermione: You don't get your fortune until you turn eighteen and that won't be in **looks at watch** err, ten minutes…
George: May I say something, Ms. Granger?
Hermione: You already did Mr. Weasley, but you may say something else.
George: I have to say-
Draco: Okay, that's enough out of Mr. Potter's lawyer.
Hermione: Now that we have that out of the way, **turns to Harry**no, you will not need your will, since I already did it for you. **holds up piece of paper**
Harry: But that's my Transfiguration essay.
Hermione: **looks at paper** Well, I did that too.
Ron: What about me?!
Everyone else: What about you?
Ron: You're all so mean.
Draco: Opinion duly noted Mr. Weasley. **types**
Harry: That thing that was very official?
Hermione: **spots a butterfly** Ooh. A butterfly!
Ron: Oh yeah. **turns to Hermione** I love you Hermione, will you please be my girlfriend?
Harry, Fred, George: Ooh!
Hermione: **turns back** Hmm? What was that?
Hermione: **turns to Draco** Can you please repeat Mr. Weasley's last line for me? I didn't quite catch it.
Draco: Certainly. I love you Hermione, will you please be my girlfriend?
Hermione: YES! I will be your girlfriend Mr. Malfoy! **jumps up hugs Draco**
Ron: **splutters** What? How? Wait-
Harry, George, Fred: **stare**
AN: so...tell me what you thought...my friend and i randomly made this little interaction up (we were hyper xXD)