Title: Mission Impossible
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: for all
Genre: adventure, comedy (?)
Disclaimer: The characters belong to JK Rowling
Notes: Written for the "Love Fest " fanfic_italia
of Words: 763 (FDP)
My madness is increasing, this is not XD Otherwise, I doubt I would explain how you try to write something to prompt such as "It 's like groped to force a lock with a wet herring!" just to gain punticino cute! * __ *
This is the second fanfic which I find myself writing about Valentine's Day which also does not tell me anything and I did not even celebrate with my boyfriend! Because if you love someone, you do not need a party controlled ♥
Mission Impossible
- Ron? - - Yes, Harry? -
- Explain to me why we are following your sister hiding behind trees? -
- To not show us, right? What kind of questions do you! -
- This was not what INTED ... was a simple: why the heck we're stalking your sister?! -
- Why, I heard tell today that Lavender had a date with someone ... a romantic date with someone, you realize? -
- Well ... perhaps Hermione was expected to ask her out today, you know? -
- But we're already in bench together for all lessons! -
- It 's Valentine's Day, Ron ... -
- Shit! Why did not you mentioned earlier? -
Cursing his best friend, Harry Potter moved behind the next tree. While he sighed with relief when Ron's sister had suggested to follow, forcing him very reluctantly to avoid the tea room of Madame Piediburro where the girlfriend dragged him to turn Valentine's Day, had not reckoned with the leaves in her hair and the sticky resin on their hands.
- I really hope Voldermort choose the next Valentine's Day to invent another one of his! - Harry groaned.
- Eh? What did you say, Harry? - Ron shouted from several feet away, crouched behind a bush
- Nothing! - Replied the boy, sadly. Ginny had to be really stupid if she had not noticed their misguided attempt of stalking.
Ron continued to follow with his eyes red head of his sister. They had arrived at a particularly delicate point of their mission: apparently the Mandrill had made an appointment to the Lake, and they had to go through to reach an area free of any shelter. He had to consider a strategy, and fast!
- Harry! -
- Yes, Ron? -
- see somebody approaching? -
- Luna and Neville to six hours! -
- What the fuck are you talking about? In any case we have to hide behind them! -
- But you are making out, Ron! Do not want to interrupt them, I hope! -
- We have to. That is the cause! -
as four cats, Our heroes sneaked behind Luna and Neville and convinced them to hide them pleading with air until there were other trees in sight. Accuciato hopping, with muddy knees, Harry hoped that nobody had seen what looked like the most embarrassing moment of his life, otherwise he would have had material with which to blackmail him for life.
- Mandrill approaching! - Ron shouted perched on a tree, pointing to the view groped to recognize and latch fingers if it would be necessary to clarify what was going on. They were posted on a tree as the crow flies with the bench where she sat Ginny: his sister had become great, still remember when as a little girl arguing with her grandmother, who insisted on putting lace dresses and not let it go and get into fights with them!
- Shh ... E 'Dean! - Said Harry, from the branch below. He should just give him a nice little speech later, for all that had made him suffer for not having found the courage to admit that Ron would come out with his sister!
- Really? - Asked the red, waiting for the boy to get close enough that you can recognize. With a sigh of relief, she realized that was really him.
- I would say that now we can go, right? - Harry said, crossing his fingers. At that time a warm bath seemed the most desirable in the world, and maybe Cho would have forgiven him if he proposed a 'foray into the Prefects bathroom with romantic dinner to follow ...
- Absolutely not! You must help me in another mission, but this is really impossible! - Ron retorted, beginning to fall from the tree.
- ... - Harry groaned in despair, unable to find the strength to say the least. How could anything be worse? To be able to find out who was going out Ginny was reduced in conditions that would dwarf a Troll! Climbing the tree had even stuck a splinter in the hand!
- To find a suitable comparison is ... It 's like groped to force a lock with a herring wet, as it is impossible! - Ron said, putting his hands through his hair. I just could not find no idea ... - We need to find a Valentine gift for Hermione! - Snapped.
- Why do we have? - Asked Harry sighed, seeing his hot bath drift away more and more, as well as kisses Cho ...
- obviously because you did not remembered that today was Valentine's Day ... Come on! Marsh! - And without giving him the opportunity to respond Ron dragged Harry into another difficult mission.
The punticino splendiderrimo!
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