FICLET: Untitled - R/Hr - G
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hiddenscribblesOriginally posted September 7, 2005.
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ceilidh on the occasion of her birthday. Inspired by this icon:
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"Go on, Ron, and give it to her!" Harry said exasperatedly.
"No, Harry ... no! I can't."
Harry frowned. "Why in the world not?"
Ron shook his head. "Because. She'll laugh. This was a stupid idea. You take it."
Harry held his hands up. "What? No, I'm not taking it! What would I want a flower for? You're supposed to give it to Hermione!"
"Harry, please." Ron sounded desperate. "Please take it. She's going to be out here in a second and she'll see it."
Harry crossed his arms across his chest. "Ron, no. I did not drag myself out of bed before dawn this morning and nearly get eaten by Neville's Venomous Tentacula--"
"It did not nearly eat you," Ron pointed out. "It just took a little nibble."
"--in order to find you the perfect flower to give to Hermione for her birthday, only to have you decide that you're too scared to give it to her!" Harry finished in a rush.
Ron started to reply, but stopped as the screen door opened.
"What are you two doing out here?" Hermione asked, raising a hand to shield her eyes from the sun.
Harry leaned over and whispered, "Give it to her, Ron, and stop acting ridiculous."
Ron started to shake his head, but was shoved rather forcefully towards Hermione.
"What's wrong, Ron? You've a strange expression on your face. Are you and Harry having a row?" Hermione came down the porch steps to stand next to him.
Harry snorted and Ron rolled his eyes.
"We're not fighting," Ron said. "I just...." He trailed off and was silent for a moment. "Hermione ... oh, bugger it all." Ron thrust out the flower he was holding, turning his head away. "Happy Birthday," he mumbled.
Harry coughed to cover up his laughter as Hermione carefully took the pink flower from Ron.
"This is for me?" she asked.
Ron turned a vague shade of pink and nodded.
Hermione smiled, running her fingers gently over the blossom. She then threw her arms around his neck and gave him a kiss, causing Harry to laugh outloud and Ron to blush even more.
"Thank you," she said simply. She released him and started back towards the house. "I'm going to put this in some water."
The screen door shut and Harry turned to Ron with one eyebrow raised.
"See, nothing to worry about," Ron said, still a nice shade of pink.
Harry shook his head and cuffed Ron gently on the shoulder, and followed him inside.
~*Fine*~
A/N: Written for
ceilidh on the occasion of her birthday. Inspired by this icon:***
"Go on, Ron, and give it to her!" Harry said exasperatedly.
"No, Harry ... no! I can't."
Harry frowned. "Why in the world not?"
Ron shook his head. "Because. She'll laugh. This was a stupid idea. You take it."
Harry held his hands up. "What? No, I'm not taking it! What would I want a flower for? You're supposed to give it to Hermione!"
"Harry, please." Ron sounded desperate. "Please take it. She's going to be out here in a second and she'll see it."
Harry crossed his arms across his chest. "Ron, no. I did not drag myself out of bed before dawn this morning and nearly get eaten by Neville's Venomous Tentacula--"
"It did not nearly eat you," Ron pointed out. "It just took a little nibble."
"--in order to find you the perfect flower to give to Hermione for her birthday, only to have you decide that you're too scared to give it to her!" Harry finished in a rush.
Ron started to reply, but stopped as the screen door opened.
"What are you two doing out here?" Hermione asked, raising a hand to shield her eyes from the sun.
Harry leaned over and whispered, "Give it to her, Ron, and stop acting ridiculous."
Ron started to shake his head, but was shoved rather forcefully towards Hermione.
"What's wrong, Ron? You've a strange expression on your face. Are you and Harry having a row?" Hermione came down the porch steps to stand next to him.
Harry snorted and Ron rolled his eyes.
"We're not fighting," Ron said. "I just...." He trailed off and was silent for a moment. "Hermione ... oh, bugger it all." Ron thrust out the flower he was holding, turning his head away. "Happy Birthday," he mumbled.
Harry coughed to cover up his laughter as Hermione carefully took the pink flower from Ron.
"This is for me?" she asked.
Ron turned a vague shade of pink and nodded.
Hermione smiled, running her fingers gently over the blossom. She then threw her arms around his neck and gave him a kiss, causing Harry to laugh outloud and Ron to blush even more.
"Thank you," she said simply. She released him and started back towards the house. "I'm going to put this in some water."
The screen door shut and Harry turned to Ron with one eyebrow raised.
"See, nothing to worry about," Ron said, still a nice shade of pink.
Harry shook his head and cuffed Ron gently on the shoulder, and followed him inside.
~*Fine*~
