Title: Tea charts
Summary: Dawn and Ron have an ... interesting conversation.
Disclaimer: Buffy is owned by Joss Whedon and Harry is the property of J.K. Rowling. They are not mine.
Dawn was sitting in the empty Gryffindor common room working on her Muggle Studies homework for that week. They had started on Algebra for this term, which was quickly becoming the bane of everybody’s existence. Like she hadn’t already known that in Sunnydale?
“Why, oh why do we need to study Algebra here? I thought that I was over this when I came to the castle. Stupid T-charts.” Dawn was mumbling under her breath in front of the fire.
“Tea charts? Why in the world would anyone make a chart about tea? What, like Earl Grey, black, green, ice, Lipton -”
“You can stop that any time now you know?”
Looking behind the couch, Dawn saw the fiery red hair that signified a Weasley. It was Ron; he had come down to find something to do since it was Friday and he was bored.
“Oh, good.” Ron said with relief.
“And I’m not talking about tea like the drink.” Dawn continued. She started to get into lecture mode. “I’m talking about T-charts like in math. See, you have an equation with two variables X and Y and you have to give a value to X to solve for the value of Y. The resulting graph looks like the letter “T”.
There was a pause. Then Dawn asked, “You have absolutely NO idea what I’m talking about do you?”
“And you don’t care either way whether you figure it out or not.”
He shook his head, “Nope.”
“Then why, for the love of all that is chocolate, are you wasting my time? I have to get this stuff done before my next class you goober.”
Ron suddenly got an innocent look to his face and said, “I wanted to invite you for tea.”
Dawn stared at him.
“Earl Grey?” He continued with raised eyebrows.
She was still looking at him.
“Hey Ron? Have you been hanging around with the twins lately?” Dawn asked suddenly with a speculative look on her features.
“Yeah,” came the clueless reply, “why?”
“Oh. No real reason. And, by the way, you’re doing a great job as their protégé.”
“Why thank you,” was the pleased reply, but after a pause said, “hey wait.”
“What is it?”
“I’m not their protégé.”
“How do you know? You could have been coerced into it without your knowledge.”
“Hey yeah,” Ron started to get an angry expression on his face. “Those sneaky gits!”
“Ron? Calm down ok?” in a desperate attempt to change the subject, she said “Hey weren’t we going for tea?”
“Oh right. Come on then”
Dawn and Ron head down to the kitchens chatting along the way and greeting the paintings as they passed. Tickling the pear, they walked into the large room to see something really weird.
“Hey Hermione. What are you doing with Dobby?” Ron curiously asked.
“Oh hey you two. I came down here to visit with the house elves and have some tea, when Dobby here was organizing his charts, and now, I’m trying to help him”
The friends shared a glance.
“What kind of chart?” Dawn asked.
“Well tea charts of course. See? You have the Earl Grey, black, green…….what other kind of tea charts are there?” came the pompous reply.
The two newcomers executed a perfect synchronized face fault straight into the stone floor.
Almost immediately, they were surrounded by anxious house elves.
“Mistress, Master? Is you alright?”
They both groaned.