The Boy Who Lived (greeneyedboy) wrote in riddikulus,
@ 2008-02-10 16:15:00

Who:Harry Potter and Ron Weasley
When: Sunday Evening
Where: Gryffindor 7th Year Boys' Dormitory to start and then...who knows where
What: Broken arms and bruised hearts mean - time to get dead pissed!
Rating: PG for Underage Drinking (gasp!)
Status: Complete

Harry sighed, watching Ginny limp her way out of the boys' dormitory; she glanced back once more at Harry, as if he would develop a new injury in the time it took her to walk away, and he waved weakly back with the arm that was not in the sling. Just minutes ago, he had finally returned to the room after being confined to the hospital wing to repair the disaster of his body after the Quidditch match.

It was no secret that Madame Pomphrey was a skilled healer, but she had nearly worked a miracle on Harry's arm, healing the three awkward breaks. Still hurts like a bloody bitch though - and I'm pretty sure that 'deep tissue injury' is codeword for 'agonising pain just for the bunk of it.' He rubbed at his eyes, his face radiating pain from the mass of bruises and scrapes on it; it was astounded that Ginny even kissed him, looking like this. Like a lorry had run him over, followed by a good squashing by a large, rather grumpy packaderm. Which was fine: Harry would rather think about the pain in his body than how raw the anguish was over losing the game.

He looked over at Ron with a rueful smile. "I got her to go get her ankle looked at," he said. Harry sighed again. "This sodding blows."

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	spidersbegone 2008-02-11 01:22 am UTC (link)
	Ron grinned and nodded as he took a bite of his chocolate frog. "Couldn' agree more, mate." He said, chewing and then swallowing, all the while with a big smile on his face. "Hey." He said, kicking Harry's foot with his. "Yer m'best mate, eh? Know that?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	greeneyedboy 2008-02-11 01:30 am UTC (link)
	"An' yer mine," Harry nodded. His face broke into a sunny smile, and he held up that single finger again. "Wun day? Imma gonna marry yer sister then we'll be brudders and not jus' bess mates," he said proudly. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	spidersbegone 2008-02-11 01:34 am UTC (link)
	Ron looked at him in surprise. "Yeah? Marry 'er? Ye' want to?" He had no idea Harry had even thought of something like that. Though he never wanted to hear details of their relationship, he didn't think there was a greater bloke for his sister. "Long as I'm yer best man, eh?" He grinned, tossing Harry another chocolate frog and opening a second himself. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

greeneyedboy
2008-02-11 01:44 am UTC (link)

Reaching back for the bottle, Harry grabbed it and looked at it, arching an eyebrow. "Hello again," he told it in an earnest voice. It was incredible: he was holding the bottle, but he really had no feeling in either arm. Forget Skel E Go: this whiskey was a cure all!

Harry took a swig and nodded. "Yep I tol'er las' night and she said she'd be right wid it since ye know Gin she'd have a bloody cow if I dinnit run sumtin by her," he said with an exaggerated sigh, all of the words beginning to mush together as the alcohol truly kicked into Harry's bloodstream.

"You'll be bes' mate!" he crowed. He took a swig of the whiskey and held it in the air with his good hand. "Here's ta th'weddin'! And ye'd be in charge of a lad's night." He looked at the whiskey and told it lovingly, "You can come too. You're a mate now, yeah!"

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	spidersbegone 2008-02-11 01:48 am UTC (link)
	Ron grinned and let out a laugh at the firewhiskey being their mate now. Taking the firewhiskey from his friend and having a sip, he held up the bottle. "Cheers, mate." He said happily. "Cheers." (Reply to this)(Parent)

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