Shut up, Harry.
Never was, is not now and never will be. JK owns all.
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So what if he's a few bees short of a hive? I'm allergic to bees anyway.
-Robyn Marie
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"No, I do not fancy Ronald."
"Are you sure? You seem to spend an awful lot of time around him."
"He's one of my best friends, of course I spend time around him." Duh.
"I'm one of your best friends and you don't spend as much time around me."
"Well I'm sorry for not wanting to interrupt your 'let's eat Ginny's face!' sessions."
Once was quite enough, thank you. I'm pretty sure I have a visible scar from that experience.
"You should be."
"I am."
"Good."
Pause.
"So you don't fancy Ron?"
"NO!" –Cough-
"Why not? He seems perfectly fanciable." Indeed.
"Because I don't. You know we tried it before and it didn't work."
"For ten minutes."
"And? That is a very long time! It just didn't work, ok?"
"So? You could still fancy him." Maybe…
"No I couldn't."
"Why not?"
"It's impossible."
"Why?"
"Just… because." Accept the answer and move on.
"Why?"
"Stop asking that question."
"Why?"
"Do you like being able to eat Ginny's face?"
"Yes." Ew.
"Then I recommend you shut up."
"Ok." Good little Potter.
Pause.
"So you haven't thought about him naked."
Not during the day, no.
Did I just think that?
"HARRY!"
"What? It's a perfectly plausible thought to have."
"Hah. You would know."
"Yes, I would. Wait, WHAT!?!"
"He admits it! Oh, I am so telling Ginny."
"You wouldn't."
"Believe me… I would."
"Fine! Then… then I'll tell Ron you fancy him!" Bad little Potter.
"You wouldn't dare." I repeat - if looks could kill…
"Why not? I mean, it's not like you're crushing on him or anything. What's the problem?"
"Uh… there isn't one…" Nope. Not at all.
"Exactly. I'll go tell him."
"I'd prefer for you not to."
"Fine. I won't, if you'll admit that you fancy him."
"But I don't!"
"Uh huh."
"Well… ok, maybe just a little bit. I mean, he's not bad looking, if you count the hair and the freckles and those dimples when he smiles and…" Oh, those HANDS.
"Bloody hell, you love him."
"Love is a very strong word, Harry."
"I know. That's why I said it."
"Right. But I don't love him. Just fancy him." Yep.
"Uh huh."
"Shut up, Harry."
"Make me, Hermione."
"Silencio!"
Pause.
Haha. Owned.
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Thanks for reading! This is just a random oneshot I thought up.
There are probably already at least ten of these floating around the Potter Fanfiction.
But do I care?
Yes.
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