Ron and Hermione
[Later on, the Hogwarts Express is travelling through the countryside. Harry is in sitting alone in a train compartment, and Ron appears in the doorway.]
People admire the view.
Ron: Excuse me, do you mind? Everywhere else is full.
"Are you sure it was?" Ginny asked her older brother with a smirk playing on her lips.
Ron's ears redden as others laughed at him. Harry and Ginny high-fived.
Harry: No, not at all.
Ron: [sits across from Harry] I'm Ron, by the way. Ron Weasley.
Harry: I'm Harry. Harry Potter.
[Ron goes agape.]
A few people rolled their eyes.
Ron: So-so it's true? I mean, do you really have the...the...
Harry: The what?
Ron: [whispers] Scar...?
"Ronald!" Molly shrieked. "I told you not to."
"Technically, you told that to Fred and George. So..." Ron trailed off under his mother's glare.
Harry: Oh [lifts up his hair bangs to reveal it]
Ron: Wicked.
[A trolley comes by the compartment, full of sweets.]
Woman: Anything off the trolley, dears?
Ron: [Holds up his mushed sandwiches] No, thanks, I'm all set. [smacks lips.]
Harry: We'll take the lot! [pulls out coins]
Ron: Whoa!
"Yes and I wanted to share something with you." Smiled Harry. "I've never had friends or anything to share with someone."
"Of cause, your friendship started on food." Hermione snorted. Two friends grinned.
[A bit later, Harry and Ron are not sitting together eating bundles of sweets. Ron's rat, Scabbers, is perched on Ron's knee, a box over his head.]
"That bloody mouse." Sirius barked.
Remus looked confused. And then his eyes widened as he thought, could possibly be?
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Mischief Managed
FanfictionThe marauders pass on their legacy to their three daughters. Reyana, Lilith and Lyra. As these girls enter Hogwarts, they make chaos and fill the saddened walls of the castle once again with happiness and laughter. But dark past never leave you alon...
