Say What?

??? Say What ???

Ronald Weasley strutted into his closet to find a coat for his outing with Luna. He picked out a nice black one (unlike his dress robes from the Yule Ball that were locked in his friend Harry's trunk that were most likely being saved for a good laugh) and went to open the door.

"Shoot!"

The door was locked. He turned around to look for another way out, but was attacked by the rest of his clothes.

"AHHHHH!"

He lay on the floor, knocked unconscious by his clothing

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"Hermione?"

"What?"

"I need to tell you something."

"What?"

"Well, can you come with me? Let's go into this closet."

"WHAT?"

"WHAT is your problem Hermione??"

"What?" she kept asking.

"Here, write it down on a piece of parchment. I have a quill here somewhere...there it is!" He handed her a scrap piece from his robe pocket, along with a quill.

Hermione grabbed the paper and scribbled with his quill on word: MALFOY

"What did he do to you Hermione? When I find that little sneak I'm gonna..."

He whipped out his wand. Hermione quickly put her hand on his shoulder and shook her head. She stared into his eyes and then pointed at his wand, and then at herself.

If anyone else had witnessed their little demonstration, they would have insisted that mimes have taken over the world. But Harry seemed to understand completely.

Hermione once again scribbled on the parchment:

'Take this curse off of me please! It's limited my vocabulary to "what" so I can't perform the counter curse. It's Selsio!'

"Oh, sorry, right," he mumbled and took the jinx off of her.

Harry was beginning to get frustrated.

"Now, will you PLEASE come into this closet with me!!"

"WHAT?"

"Oh, Hermione, I'm sorry I thought I did it right!!"

"No, Harry. I was just wondering why?"

"Oh, well....umm...I...wanted to ask you something."

"Oh, umm...alright then," she said nervously.

Harry pulled on the doorknob only to find it locked. He whispered a quick 'Alohomora' and opened the door. He walked further inside the dark closet and stepped over a large lump on the floor. Hermione followed and shut the door.

"Hermione, okay...here we go..."

"Go ahead Harry," she encouraged.

"Okay, so...I've known you...erm...for a long time Hermione, almost seven years in fact..." he trailed off.

"Of course," she said, urging him to continue.

"Well, I was...wondering...if...if...I was wondering if you would accompany me to Hogsmeade this weekend," he blurted out finally.

"AH HA!!!!" Ron shouted from the floor. "I've got you now!!! You....you spiders!!!!! I'm gonna....I'm gonna.....ZZZZZzzzzzz," and then the snoring resumed.

Hermione had jumped into Harry's arms in fright of Ron's unexpected outburst and now had a death grip on him of which neither of them seemed quite keen to let go.

"Ha..Harry?"

"Umm....yeah?

"Why on earth is Ron snogging a pair of pants?!?!"

"Umm...I think that in his dreams that pair of pants is Luna Lovegood. But, umm will you go with me to Hogsmeade?"

"But, of course Harry!!"

"Could I do what Ron is doing and kiss you?" he asked nervously.

Hermione giggled and replied, "My pleasure."

THE END

"SPIDERS!!!!!!!"