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Old 12-19-2006, 08:20 PM   #146 (permalink)
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“Why did you want to learn that spell?” Ron asked Ottery as he sat on the tree trunk, wingless. “You’re just like Hermione, always learning new stuff.”

“Hermione, eh?” Ottery remarked landing next to him. Ron blushed. “So that’s my competition,” the dark haired boy added in a whisper.

“Shut up,” Ron replied looking at the ground.

“You’re right. She’s already won, if I remember correctly.” Ottery said playfully. He loved picking on the shy boy, Ron blushed so sweetly.

“So, why did you?” Ron persisted.

“I thought you’d wanted me to shut up.” Ottery replied giggling.

Ron pushed him off the log.

“You never know what you might need when you’re out in the world.” Ottery said. There were times he could be so serious, you could almost forget you were talking to a fifth year (who’d been at Hogwarts for three years now come to think on it…but that thought was soon out of Ron’s mind).

“Because it’s your job to save the world,” Ron replied smiling, throwing Ottery’s words back at him. He always said that.

“Just like saving Harry’s life is your job,” Ottery replied, reminding the boy of his sacrifice that first year.

“It’s not my job. I’d do it for any mate,” Ron answered blushing.

“I’ll make sure you never do it for me,” Ottery said, and Ron looked at him curiously. “It would be a pity to squander it,” Ottery clarified.

“Shut up.” Ron said just as seriously.

The dark haired boy wanted to kiss him then for being so sweet and kind. Ron had meant that. But Ottery knew that love is a funny thing, love is a fickle thing.

“Want to go for a swim?” Ottery asked, as he did away with his wings and with another flicker of his wand his cat ears and tail.

“You just want to see me out of my pants,” Ron said cheekily.

Ottery shrugged, and blushed. Ron pulled his shirt up over his head and started running to the lake, “Catch me if you can.”

The dark haired boy ran after him laughing.

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