The Incident
Title: The Incident
Author: thenerd1026
Rating: PG
Word Count: 240
Warnings: None
Summary: Ron is very amused.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. This is strictly for fun, not profit. No copyright infringement intended. :)
Tears were streaming out of Ron’s eyes as his entire body shook with laughter. He was bent at the waist, gulping in air around chuckles and pointing at the blond hiding behind a small shrub. “He-“ the redhead broke into high-pitched giggles. “He-” Ron tried again, but stopped when he fell to the ground in a yelp and continued his laughter.
“We know, Ronald,” Hermione scolded and shot the blond an apologetic look, “we were all there.”
“I don’t think it’s that funny,” Harry supplied, fighting a smile.
With a pink blush staining his cheeks, the blond man huddled lower behind the plant in an effort to become invisible. Harry could hear his deep, shuddering sigh.
There would be no consoling him.
“Knock it off,” Harry ordered, a scowl creeping onto his face on sheer principle. After all, it was his boyfriend Ron was laughing at.
“I-I-“ Ron stammered out before another bout of laughter overtook him. “H-h-h-he-he-”
“For the love of Merlin, Ronald,” Hermione screeched and kicked the redhead’s shin, “it’s not funny.”
“He farted!” Ron crowed. “He got so scared he farted!”
Harry bit his lip to stop the chuckle that threatened to burst forth. He looked over at the shrubbery only to find that the blond had disappeared completely behind it.
“He screamed so hard that he farted!”
“We should have left him inside the haunted house,” the shrub whined.
Author: thenerd1026
Rating: PG
Word Count: 240
Warnings: None
Summary: Ron is very amused.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. This is strictly for fun, not profit. No copyright infringement intended. :)
Tears were streaming out of Ron’s eyes as his entire body shook with laughter. He was bent at the waist, gulping in air around chuckles and pointing at the blond hiding behind a small shrub. “He-“ the redhead broke into high-pitched giggles. “He-” Ron tried again, but stopped when he fell to the ground in a yelp and continued his laughter.
“We know, Ronald,” Hermione scolded and shot the blond an apologetic look, “we were all there.”
“I don’t think it’s that funny,” Harry supplied, fighting a smile.
With a pink blush staining his cheeks, the blond man huddled lower behind the plant in an effort to become invisible. Harry could hear his deep, shuddering sigh.
There would be no consoling him.
“Knock it off,” Harry ordered, a scowl creeping onto his face on sheer principle. After all, it was his boyfriend Ron was laughing at.
“I-I-“ Ron stammered out before another bout of laughter overtook him. “H-h-h-he-he-”
“For the love of Merlin, Ronald,” Hermione screeched and kicked the redhead’s shin, “it’s not funny.”
“He farted!” Ron crowed. “He got so scared he farted!”
Harry bit his lip to stop the chuckle that threatened to burst forth. He looked over at the shrubbery only to find that the blond had disappeared completely behind it.
“He screamed so hard that he farted!”
“We should have left him inside the haunted house,” the shrub whined.