Drabble: With a Name Like That...
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alisanneTitle: With a Name Like That...
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alisanne
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harryron100 prompt: Nutter(s)
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Category/Warnings: Humor/No warnings
A/N: Okay, so I cheated. This was the first thing I thought of when I saw the prompt. ;)
Beta:sevfan
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
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With a Name Like That...
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“What are these things?” Ron asked, munching.
In Harry’s rush to answer, he choked, a strangled sound escaping him. Ron looked up.
“Oi, mate! You okay?” Ron began pounding his back, checking to see if he was getting better. After a few whacks, Harry coughed, bringing up a wad of biscuit.
“Thanks,” he whispered, massaging his throat.
Ron smiled, relieved. “Next time be careful with the--” he checked the label, “--Nutter Butters? Bloody... With a name like that what’d you expect?”
Harry shrugged. Ron still had his arm around him, and Harry didn’t care much about anything else.
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Author:
alisanneSummary: Written for the
harryron100 prompt: Nutter(s)Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Category/Warnings: Humor/No warnings
A/N: Okay, so I cheated. This was the first thing I thought of when I saw the prompt. ;)
Beta:
sevfanDisclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
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With a Name Like That...
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“What are these things?” Ron asked, munching.
In Harry’s rush to answer, he choked, a strangled sound escaping him. Ron looked up.
“Oi, mate! You okay?” Ron began pounding his back, checking to see if he was getting better. After a few whacks, Harry coughed, bringing up a wad of biscuit.
“Thanks,” he whispered, massaging his throat.
Ron smiled, relieved. “Next time be careful with the--” he checked the label, “--Nutter Butters? Bloody... With a name like that what’d you expect?”
Harry shrugged. Ron still had his arm around him, and Harry didn’t care much about anything else.
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