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Chapter 1 : Thick
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Boy. What a summer I had! A summer spent with none other than my two best friends, Harry Potter and Hermione Granger. A summer filled with mostly trouble and a tinge, hey I didn't know I knew that word, of romance. Between who, I'm sorry sir or madam. That is classified information. in other words, that's for me to know, and you to find out. Now, if I may tell you this summer's happenings, it would be my pleasure. Cool, I'm speaking in highly sophisticated sentances! Must not be so thick after all!
It was a brilliant summer day a the Burrow and naturally I was waiting for my best friend Harry Potter to come as was promised. I was sitting in a chair not noticing that my tounge was loling out when there was a knock on the door. Naturally, I went to go answer it.
"Hermy, what're you doing at my house?" I asked puzzled. "What'd I miss?"
Hermione Granger was standing at my front door with parchment, an unknown muggle substance called "Silly String", hangy banner things, markers, and ribbons.
"Remember the surprise birthday party for Harry? I brought everything we should need to set up and your mum said she baked a cake." Hermione replied.
"Oooh. So that's why she wouldn't let me try it. She said I knew what it was, and I said no I didn't, but then she said-"
"Ron, shut it and let me talk. I brought markers for the big parchment so we can write 'Happy Birthday Harry' on it, and the banners are to hang up, and the Silly String hangs off the banners close to our heads, and the ribbons, well, my mum made me bring them. We should be all set."
I had a feeling this was going to be one hassle to set up, but I think it will be worth it especially for Harry. It better be one heck of a party for him, or else someone is going to pay. Namely Hermy because she's the one who brought so much stuff to hang up and it's actually going to involve an effort. Oh well. I'll just say for the time being, that Harry better like it.
Hermione and I decided that the most efficient way to do this was one thing at a time, and to attack the big parchment first. In bright green, light blue and Weasley hair red, we wrote 'Happy Birthday Harry!' on it in huge letters. When we finished decorating it, Hermione and I grabbed chairs because we couldn't reach the ceiling. She also had tacks, but it seemed as she had forgotten because she looked remotely surprised when she pulled them out of her pocket. We tacked that up. Good. One thing down about five to go...
Once everything had been put up, I sat down in a big comfy chair to observe it. "He'll love it! 'Specially the Silly stuff." I said laughing heartily.
"Yeah, I think so too." Hermione said smiling.
Just as Hermione and I were observing the decoration, there was a knock on the door. Oh gosh! He's here!
Well, as you can see, the morning has already become hectic but fun and I Ronald Weasley have surprisingly never worked that hard in my entire life! And then there's Percy who's constantly working, and Fred and George who are constantly working on something meaningless to mum and dad, well I'm not sure if dad approves, and Ginny works like Percy, but not as much! WHY AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO HATES WORKING AND IS A LAZY BUM? Dunno, really, 'cause my parents both love to work. Hmm, I'll have to take a look at that one.
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