Mistletoe Madness
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bleedingangel84Title: Mistletoe Madness
Author:bleedingangel84
Beta: None
Pairing: Harry/George, Harry/Ron
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Language, jealous!Ron, pining!Harry, scheming!George
Word Count: 365
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made.
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hogwarts365 Prompt 221- "When there seems to be no hope, dare to find some."; Chameleon; Contradiction
Notes: Apologies to the mods and readers for my late submission this week, but I was away from the computer due to family obligations and was only just now able to post this. I hope readers enjoy.
Summary: Ron sees something he wishes he hadn’t, but the situation isn’t what he thinks.
“Merlin, Harry! What the bloody hell am I supposed to do now?!”
“You could shave it and grow your hair out again,” Harry suggested, doing an admirable job of keeping the amusement from his voice.
“That’s not helpful, mate!”
“Well, I’ve no idea what else to suggest, Ron. You should know to expect things like this to happen.”
“This is worse than the time he replaced the cheese and onion crisps in my lunch with ones that turned me into a chameleon.”
“I dunno, I think it looks good.”
“You like that he turned my hair every colour of the rainbow?”
“I like your hair either way, Ron. And if I know George, this is only temporary. We’ll get it sorted.”
“Go on, defend your bloody boyfriend and forget all about your best mate.”
“George is not my boyfriend. And even if he were, why does it matter?”
“Then why the bloody hell did I catch you kissing him yesterday?”
“Are you jealous?”
“No!”
“If you aren’t jealous, then why do you care that we were kissing, Ronniekins?” George broke in, coming up behind Harry to put a supportive hand on his shoulder.
“Get your hands off him, George!”
“Gods, Ron! Sometimes you really are an animal. Harry is a mate to me as much as he is to you, yeah? He’s practically part of our family. Mum always hoped he would be.”
“Why don’t you two get married? That would just make Mum’s day!”
“Ron, you’re being an idiot. Why can’t you just admit that you like Harry?”
“I would’ve, but it’s too late now. There’s no hope. I saw you two.”
“I hate to contradict you, but when there seems to be no hope, you should try daring to find some.”
“What in hell are you on about? I saw you kiss him,” Ron snarled.
“We did kiss. It’s sort of the point of enchanted mistletoe. Harry was helping me test it.”
“Enchanted…mistletoe?”
“Yes. Harry’s been mad about you for ages. I had hoped seeing us would help you get your head out of your arse. He loves you.”
“He is right here,” Harry interjected.
“You love me?”
“Yes, clown hair and all.”
Author:
bleedingangel84 Beta: None
Pairing: Harry/George, Harry/Ron
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Language, jealous!Ron, pining!Harry, scheming!George
Word Count: 365
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made.
Written for:
hogwarts365 Prompt 221- "When there seems to be no hope, dare to find some."; Chameleon; ContradictionNotes: Apologies to the mods and readers for my late submission this week, but I was away from the computer due to family obligations and was only just now able to post this. I hope readers enjoy.
Summary: Ron sees something he wishes he hadn’t, but the situation isn’t what he thinks.
“Merlin, Harry! What the bloody hell am I supposed to do now?!”
“You could shave it and grow your hair out again,” Harry suggested, doing an admirable job of keeping the amusement from his voice.
“That’s not helpful, mate!”
“Well, I’ve no idea what else to suggest, Ron. You should know to expect things like this to happen.”
“This is worse than the time he replaced the cheese and onion crisps in my lunch with ones that turned me into a chameleon.”
“I dunno, I think it looks good.”
“You like that he turned my hair every colour of the rainbow?”
“I like your hair either way, Ron. And if I know George, this is only temporary. We’ll get it sorted.”
“Go on, defend your bloody boyfriend and forget all about your best mate.”
“George is not my boyfriend. And even if he were, why does it matter?”
“Then why the bloody hell did I catch you kissing him yesterday?”
“Are you jealous?”
“No!”
“If you aren’t jealous, then why do you care that we were kissing, Ronniekins?” George broke in, coming up behind Harry to put a supportive hand on his shoulder.
“Get your hands off him, George!”
“Gods, Ron! Sometimes you really are an animal. Harry is a mate to me as much as he is to you, yeah? He’s practically part of our family. Mum always hoped he would be.”
“Why don’t you two get married? That would just make Mum’s day!”
“Ron, you’re being an idiot. Why can’t you just admit that you like Harry?”
“I would’ve, but it’s too late now. There’s no hope. I saw you two.”
“I hate to contradict you, but when there seems to be no hope, you should try daring to find some.”
“What in hell are you on about? I saw you kiss him,” Ron snarled.
“We did kiss. It’s sort of the point of enchanted mistletoe. Harry was helping me test it.”
“Enchanted…mistletoe?”
“Yes. Harry’s been mad about you for ages. I had hoped seeing us would help you get your head out of your arse. He loves you.”
“He is right here,” Harry interjected.
“You love me?”
“Yes, clown hair and all.”