Brief Summary: Ron and Hermione continue their holiday break in the castle, free from any other classmates or distractions.
Word Count: 2,323
Rating: T
Any Trigger Warnings: N/A
A/N: Written for Adenei, a follow-up to the fic I submitted for the HPRomione Discord Secret Santa, “Hogwarts for Christmas”.
Stuck in the Castle
It’s official. Her brain is no longer working properly.
A million thoughts race through Hermione’s overactive mind. She slides her teeth over her lips to stop the gasp from escaping her mouth. A cacophony of Flobberworms flit around in her stomach, and she tucks a curl behind her ear in an attempt to catch her bearings.
It’s Christmas Day, and Professor McGonagall has informed Ron and Hermione that they are forbidden to go outside the castle, no matter the circumstance. The snowy weather went from a winter wonderland to extreme conditions in a matter of days, making it far too dangerous for anyone to subject themselves to the frigid temperatures for longer than necessary.
Ron has been disgruntled by this news all morning, and not even the parcel of sweets he received from his mum and dad can cheer him up. She studies him from his spot across the room, observing the pensive look that crosses his face when two of the enchanted pieces on the board smash violently into one another.
Enjoy this wonderful Stuck Together from Goldilockss!
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Fic Title: Something To Look Forward To
Author name: Goldilockss
Selected Trope: Stuck Together
Summary: Falling into a pit in the middle of nowhere might sound like the last thing they need on their dangerous quest. In reality, it might be exactly the excuse they’re looking for to mend everything that had been damaged.
Word count: 5850
Rating: T (for the swearing)
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The wind was bitingly cold as they trudged tiredly through the heavy snow, inconsistently laden upon the forest’s landscape. In one place, it’d feel 10 cm deep, and Ron’s boot would sink unsteadily throwing him slightly off balance in the process, and in the next, the path would have melted somehow or been stomped through by creatures he’d rather not imagine around, exposing the solid ground below.
He didn’t have to look into a mirror to know his cheeks were blazing, not from embarrassment this time however, but the icy punch mother nature has decided to throw at them this February evening. The once thick sole on his boots had long become worn, likely even before he ever put them on, and the moisture was seeping torturously into his socks.
It was utter shit, in another words.
And yet, he couldn’t imagine being anywhere else.
“I think we should probably stop in about a quarter mile, don’t you think, Harry?”, her voice called out a few metres ahead of him.
Then there was the metaphorical coldness that somehow stabbed him harder than the freezing temperatures ever could.
He heard Harry mumble a reply, somewhat unenthusiasticaly, before facing forward again.
It had been a bit over a month now, since he had appeared at that frozen lake. Subconsciously, Ron squeezed the deluminator that rested snugly in his front pocket. He hadn’t expected a warm welcome of course, in fact, on one lonely occasion in the middle of nowhere, he’d had the paralysing image of them kicking him out before he’d even set foot inside the tent.
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Brief Summary: Finally fed up with his two best friends and their constant bickering, Harry joins in on a plan to force Ron and Hermione into close proximity…whether they want to or not.
Word Count: 1,329
Rating: T
Any Trigger Warnings: N/A
A/N: 5th Year AU that will be told entirely from Harry’s POV. Split into two chapters.
A Very Pasteful Plan
“I know exams are coming up, Hermione. You’ve only reminded me five bloody times!”
“That’s rubbish! I wouldn’t haveto remind you at all if you would just follow the study schedule I’ve drawn up.”
“I don’t need a study schedule, or color-coded notes, mind you.”
“Oh, well, I suppose I shouldn’t even bother anymore.”
Harry groans, massaging the deep crease in his temple. He’s not sure how much longer he can remain apathetic to the nonsense spewing out of his best friends’ mouths. They’re making a lot of noise in the center of the Gryffindor common room for two people talking at each other—not to each other, per usual.
