Ron and Blaise's son starts crying in the dead of the night:
Ron, sits up, half-asleep: Mate, please shut up.
Son, cried louder:
Ron, picks him up: Okay, okay, don't hate me for this.
Ron, points his wand at him: Silencio!
The child pauses, confused:
Ron, hopeful:
Starts bawling soundlessly:
Blaise, entering the nursery: Did he stop crying already? That was fas-
Tense silence:
Blaise: DID YOU JUST-
Ron: IT'S NOT HURTING HIM! BLAISE SO KICKING ME-
YOU ARE READING
Harry Potter Crack (3)
FanfictionHii! I hope you enjoy! This is the third one in my series of these books, so if you haven't already, please read the other two as well! Enjoy.
