Rhonda, Hermes and Harriet

Hermione turned her back to the angered man who she had once relied on as a friend. He had changed a lot, and nowadays all he did was yell at her and spit back her love. She cared for him deeply, but all he did was trash it like a peice of crap. She tried to apologize to him, but felt she was right. Her apologies were always fruitless.

"You should just back off!" Ron yelled at her back. She cringed at his tormenting tone. She felt the sting of tears in her eyes. But she could not cry. She must remain strong.

"Ron, in order to pass N.E.W.T.s this year, you need to study!" she screamed back at the top of her lungs. Ron's eye twitched in anger. His face was pinched and red.

"I don't need to study, Hermione, I can pass N.E.W.T.s without ignoring my social life! I don't have to obsess over books and forget to eat or sleep! I don't need to be an imbecile like some people!" He jabbed his finger at her. Tears rolled down her face in exasperation.

"Ron, I'm telling you this because I want you to pass! Can't you see I care about you?"

"Well, you sure have a funny way of showing it," he hissed. He shot her yet another venom glare. Hermione couldn't let the fight end like that. She had to win.

"At least I do show it. At least I'm not an unemotional badger who sits on his carcass uselessly day in and day out!"

Crap, she's good.

"Well, I...at least I'm not a useless woman!" he stammered lamely. Hermione screeched in rage. She was highly affronted despite the lameness.

Harry walked in and stopped abruptly. He sighed loudly and rolled his eyes.

"You two aren't at it again, are you?"

"So what if we are?" Ron snarled. He was extremely pissed off.

"What did you do this time, Hermione?" Harry sighed, rolling his green eyes again.

"Who said I did anything?" she yelled. She knew he would side with Ron. He always did.

"Women - can't live with them, can't live without them," Harry muttered, remembering the familiar quote. Hermione's shoulders drooped slowly. Her face grew more heated and red. Ron waited for the explosion.

Three... two.. one..

"I'LL SHOW YOU WHAT ITS LIKE TO BE A WOMAN! IT'S NOT AS EASY AS IT LOOKS!"

Harry rolled his eyes yet again. Another one of his trends he practiced often.

"And just how're you going to do that?" he said in a mocking tone.

Hermione rolled up her sleeves threateningly. Her fists were clenched so tightly around her wand that her knuckles were white.

"You really want to know? Well alrighty then," she whispered dangerously. She flicked her wand dexterously. A cyan burst of light shot out and swirled around Ron and Harry in turn. Ron grunted in pain as he felt little sparks shocking him. He heard Harry yell in a high-pitched voice. That couldn't have been good.

Ron looked down at his body in terror. His worst phantasm had come true.