Remembrance Day Comment-Fic-Meme!

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Up here in Canadaland, Nov. 11 is Remembrance Day - which means I don't have to work! So, in honour of all those who fought for my country in wars and whatnot, I'm going to spend the day writing fanfiction.

And you, dear flist, are going to give me prompts!

WHAT TO DO: Leave me a prompt in comments! I will write a little drabble to fulfil it.

RULES:
1. I only write Gen.
2. I don't watch much TV, so if you suggest crossovers, I might not have the knowledge to do it.
3. For those of you who friended me based on my Harry Potter/Supernatural crossover. You CAN prompt me to write with the Harry Potter characters; HOWEVER, if it is already a scene that I'm working on for the sequel, I may refuse the request, because I don't want to spoil the surprise...or I may still write it, but not set it in the Damned Demented Demon 'verse.
4. You can prompt until the end of Nov. 11th (in whatever time zone you are in.)

PROMPT AWAY!

PS: I'll feel really pathetic if nobody prompts. I've been jazzing myself up to do this for a whole week.

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2. The Perils of Marrying The Most Brilliant Witch of Her Age

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I hope you aren't too mad at me, but I'm going to forgo the first request, just because I don't think I can do it justice at the moment

2. The Perils of Marrying The Most Brilliant Witch of Her Age

Ron knew that he should really just get used to it, but it was easier said than done. Krum hadn't been the only one over the years to get a crush on Hermione...after all, Krum had been before Hermione was even a war hero. War hero status brought out all sorts of admirers. Still, Ron had never imagined that he'd have to contend with Hunters of all people...

And they weren't being particularly obvious, not really. It's just that now that they were milling around the safe-house with nothing to do until Harry woke up, well, there were less distractions, and more time to realize that the Winchesters definitely had a thing for his wife.

It was the little things that gave them away. The way Dean was constantly smiling at her, like they had been sharing secrets, and Hermione always blushed and then looked slightly confused at her own reaction. He was also always opening doors for her and offering to help her with the cooking, or telling her that she didn't need to cook at all and him and Sam would make her something, in return for being so "awesome."

Then there was Sam, who blushed whenever Hermione smiled at him, and ducked his head like she had caught him out on something just by looking at him. He sometimes stumbled over words when he was taking to her, then Dean would laugh at him, and Sam would glare at Dean, and Hermione would stop that argument and then they'd BOTH smile at her like she hung the moon...and Ron really wished Harry would wake up, because he was either going insane or the Winchesters really did fancy his wife.

"They fancy you," Ron said to Hermione once they were lying in bed.

"Don't be silly," Hermione responded. After all these years, Ron was still surprised that Hermione never picked up on these things...and he was supposed to be the unobservant one?

"They're handsome," Ron said, then realized how that sounded, "I mean...do you think they're handsome?"

Hermione laughed lightly at him. Merlin, he loved her laugh.

"Mmm, not as handsome as you," Hermione answered, and Ron sighed.

"I'm seriously, Hermione," Ron said with a sigh.

"Ron," Hermione said in that tone of voice, "do we really need to have this discussion again?"

"They're handsome and they adore you," Ron said, waving his hand in the air as if that explained everything.

"Dean likes you too, I think," Hermione replied, "If you think he's so handsome, maybe you should say something."

"That's not what I mean!" Ron defended quickly, feeling himself blush in the darkness. Hermione just laughed.