Slytherin Pride

The three broomsticks

Mione's POV
Ginny trudged up ahead but looked over her shoulder to shout, "are we going to stop at Honeydukes to get so candy for Ron before we meet?" I jogged to catch up to her. "I think that would be a brilliant idea lets go get-" I was cut off by her retort. "I'm not a five year old. You can share your opinion without sounding like your trying to make up for my broken dolly." I just looked down. I felt simply awful. And she wasn't helping with my drooping confidence. "Um...yeah ok. That sounds good...lead the way..." she just nodded and walked on leaving me behind. I kicked the snow at my feet. Christmas was only a few weeks away. But you could tell the streets of Hogsmeade were already decorating for the "early cheer" and if I wasn't in a put out mood at the moment I would be indulged in all the fine details in the stores, but instead I shuffled my feet in the snow trying to make different shapes in the flakey little specks. Finally I couldn't stand it any longer. "Hey gin, I'm sorry. Please talk to me." She looked at me but her glare softened. "Yeah, ok...uh...its not ur fault. Just...font mention it to anyone. It's a rumor. I don't want it to become a fact." I nodded and rushed up to her just as she made the turn for the candy shop. It smelt delicious. I picked up a bag of chocolate frogs and cauldron cakes while Ginny went for the sugar quills and licorice wands. We met in the middle with over thirty items total. We giggled and went to the checkout. It cost 6 galleons per person. We exited the store with two bags and each hand and headed for the three broomsticks with ten minutes to spare. We slide into the booth in the corner and half to wait an extra twenty minutes before Ron finally rushed into the booth looking flustered. "Where have you been I'm surprised we're not fossilized yet!" I gently hit his shoulder in a attempt to get him to apologize. He only shrugged. "I don't know, just lost track of time I guess." I rolled my eyes a took a swig of my butter beer. Gin just smirked. I looked at her pointedly. Asking what was so funny. She held up a finger, signaling me to wait. Then she turned to Ron looking at his hair. "Ron, you combed your hair?! And your breath doesn't smell like your own shit! Did you...dress up for Mione?!" I nailed her in the shin under the table. As hard as I could. But she just continued to mimic a surprised expression and slammed her sneaker right below my knee cap making me bite my tongue and wince grabbing my knee. Ron meanwhile, was blushing like mad. "N-no! Of course not! And my breath doesn't smell that bad..." Gin snorted in reply and took a chocolate frog out of its package. I took one as well, flipping it over to look at the card and saw a picture of Gilderoy Lockhart. I flipped the card over and read the inscription.
This card was made in honor of a beloved book writer and professor and Hogwarts, school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, who has sadly passed on.
-ministry workers, and all of the community.
I threw the card at Ginny who was busy looking a card of Dumbledore, studying his features. She flinched in surprise but picked to card up, slightly annoyed. Her eyes widened a little as she nudged Ron and showed him as well. "so, the old maniac has finally been but out of his misery?" I kicked Ron from under the table. "Don't say that! He was a person too!" Ron just shrugged. I decided to change the subject by pulling a pack of cauldron cakes and sugar wands out of my store bags. Ron's eyes bulged. He shoved a cake in his mouth then commented. "Christmas came early!" With his mouth so full, he spit cake out when he tried to talk. Gin rolled her eyes and handed over another box of chocolate frogs and licorice wands. He looked left then right then left again. "There's too many options, I can't decide!" I rolled my eyes as well this time. "Shut up Ron, you sound like Crabbe and Goyle!" He nodded. "Well now it's only Goyle, but I get the drift." Ginny face palmed. "Ronald! How heartless can you be?!" He looked at me like I had an extra eye. "It's just like Ginny saying Malfoy's a death eater and should be dead. perfectly reasonable!" I looked at him. She had paled. I snapped back around to Ron. Ronald Weasley! Take that back! Malfoy's a human being as well! Even if you do dislike him! You never. Ever! Wish someone to be dead!" Ron rolled his eyes. "mhmm. "Dislike" is an understatement. More like of here comes a Bludger, use Malfoy's damn ferret face as the bat!" Gin had paled as white as a sheet now. But I bet my color had doubled. I balled my fists and took deep breaths. "Let's just.... change the subject." Ginny muttered and then took a long sip of her butterbeer. I nodded in agreement. Ron did too, though grudgingly. Suddenly guns face began to scrunch up with disgust. "What's wrong. With your face?" Ron asked, with a grin on his face. "Snogging couple of the year, straight ahead, 12:00." I shifted my gaze to in the other corner booth where Harry was viciously making out with Cho Chang. "Hey, watch this." Ron chuckled and then chucked an empty butterbeer mug at them. It made a loud crash right in front of them. Cho screamed and kept into Garry's arms, looking around wildly. Harry pulled his wand out, but by that time Ron had already spun around. Gin started to laugh like nuts. I scolded him but even I couldn't hide my grin. Ron looked at me. As is if challenging me. "Scold me, it was funny." I nodded. "It was. But it's not nice." He waved his hand. "No PDA!" Ginny started cracking up again. I couldn't help it. We all cracked up.
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