More Than My Experiment

Chapters 11-15

Harry groaned. Who could it be now?

Harry could see Malfoy's smirk, even though he was in the dark. "The next category is 'Best Friend'."

Harry blanched. Please don't be Ron. Please don't be Ron. Hermione would be fine. Just please don't be Ron. His prayers were interrupted by his best mate's voice.

"Hey Harry. This is weird mate. They sent me in here, but they didn't tell me why. What are we doing here?" Ron said, oblivious.

Harry sunk into his chair. Of course. He could hear Malfoy's condescending snickers from the corner.

"Well, this is a welcome surprise." Malfoy commented, "They were supposed to fill him in. Sorry about that Potter." He said, thoroughly enjoying this new development. "Do you want to tell him? Or shall I?"

"The ferret is here too?" Ron asked.

Harry nodded. "Yes. And Ron do you really not know what this is about?"

Ron shook his head. Malfoy laughed delightedly at Harry's miserable face. Harry waved to Malfoy, signaling for him to tell Ron.

Malfoy smirked. "Right. Well, Mr. Weasley, I am a head doctor at this hospital and your friend Potter here, signed up for an experiment."

Ron held up a hand, interrupting him. "That's weird. Don't call me that. Just Weasley, or Ron if you want. Mr. Weasley is my father's name." He said.

"Okay, then, Weasley. Potter signed up for an experiment and you have to kiss him."

Ron frowned. "Harry. What am I really doing here?" he asked.

"He's telling the truth Ron. And before you ask, I didn't sign up for this, Hermione signed me up. So don't blame me. Let's just get this over with, okay?"

Ron's face turned white, "Mate, this is terrible."

"You're telling me." Harry said. "You're the 10th person. I've already had to kiss Dean and Luna."

Ron grimaced. "..."

Harry, wanting only to get this over with, stood up, pressed his lips to Ron's and sat back down, a look of disgust on his face. Malfoy was being oddly quiet.

Ron wiped his lips with revulsion. "Well. Let's never, ever, in a million lifetimes, do something like that again."

Harry did the same, agreeing with Ron.

Ron and Harry talked a bit more. Ron told Harry that he would definitely talk to Hermione about all this. And Harry just shook his head, knowing full well that Ron would wipe this memory from his brain the moment he walked out the door.

Harry would probably do the same. Maybe he would store it in a pensieve and then burn it.

"I'll wait outside the hospital for you Mate."

Harry nodded and waved goodbye. Ron left.

Chapter 13: Grandma?

Once again, Harry found himself worrying about Malfoy. He hadn't laughed or said anything when Harry had to kiss Ron, which didn't make sense because he had been teasing them about the idea of it. He got up and walked over to Malfoy's corner. The doctor was sitting on the floor, seemingly deep in thought.

"Malfoy?" Harry asked.

Malfoy shot up from the floor, nearly colliding his head with Harry's face. "Sorry, sorry." He said quickly. "I needed some silence to think over these numbers." He showed Harry his watch, it had a chart on it. "We will definitely need to redo that last category. The scanner messed up."