A:N: Came up with this the other day. I'm super excited to write it, so I hope you guys enjoy it!

Summary: When a insensitive bet, as to who can date 25 girls the quickest, between Harry and Ron arises, things go great until Ginny and Hermione find out, and become involved as well. Catastrophe and chaos is expected, especially when the competitors are potentially in love...

Chapter One: More Irresistible

A small metal tray lay in the middle of Ron's bedroom. Above was a week old issue of the Daily Prophet rotating in the air, sizzling with flame.

Harry stared intently at the source of heat in the room. He took a mental note of the Chudley Cannons posters plastering Ron's bedroom walls. A Tapestry of James Medeiros, Keeper, was zipping through the air firmly gripping his broom.

"You do realize that the Chudley Cannons have long since passed their glory days, right?" Harry asked with a smirk on his face.

Ron shot up from his laying position on his bed, clutching a battered bludger.

"Hey, they've always been my favorite team!" Ron paused, "It's part of my childhood." Ron lay back down, and continued to stare at the ceiling.

"You don't suppose that your opinion will change now that Ginny's chaser of the Holyhead Harpies?" Harry inquired,

"Of course not. The Harpies are just a bunch of bloody sissies." Ron sneered,

"Your only jealous, because your no as good as her." Harry laughed as Ron's face grew red with anger. "The Harpies are good."

"What are you playing at anyways?" Ron catechized.

"Nothing, just small talk." Harry paused, "I don't know if you've noticed, but it's almost impossible to think of anything other that Quidditch in this room."

"Yeah, well I haven't had much time to redecorate." Ron sat up, and rubbed his temples. "Lavender is really putting me out."

"Yeah? What did she do this time?" Harry asked, raising his eyebrows expectantly.

Ron sighed and paced the room.

"She's just bloody annoying, that's all."

"Honestly, Ron. I don't know why you won't just break up with her."

"She's all I've got!" Ron sat himself on the floor, "Well at least all I'm comfortable with."

"What about Hermione?"

"Bloody hell no. I already took my chances with her." Ron hung his head. "I suppose she's out with Arnold?"

"I don't keep her calender in my pocket." Harry said sarcastically. "Anyways she dislikes Arnold just as much as you do."

"Than why is she still with him?"

"Same reason your still with Lavender." Harry rolled his eyes, "Just think about that."

The room was silent for several moments.

"I think I ought to find someone else." Ron suggested, "And you need someone as well..."

"Maybe I'm perfectly happy alone. Ginny will come round."

"Yeah so will Hermione, but while they're taken we mine as well have some fun. You know, play the field."

"I don't know, Ron. Playing the field seems a little insensitive."

"Alright, I'm convinced that you're a camp if you won't go out with someone." Ron smirked,

"What? I'm not gay, if that's what your thinking!" Harry exclaimed,

"if its not true, no need to get defensive, Merlin's beard, Harry." Ron smiled, "It would probably be too hard for you to get girls anyways." Ron challenged,

"What? I could get a girl any moment I want to." Harry stood up, "2/3 of my female co-workers love me!"

"Harry assuming makes and ass out of u and me." Ron snickered standing to about 5 inches above Harry's level. Harry rolled his eyes,

"It's not like that many of the other females working in the Auror department love you either." Harry said, as Ron chuckled.

"Is that a challenge?"

"Do you want it to be?"

"Yeah, I do. Whoever can date twenty-five girls the quickest wins the label of a ladies man." Ron inquired,

"Alright."

"Alright." It was quiet, and the two then resumed their seats. "Well I guess that means I'll have to break up with Lavender?"

"Yes, Ron."

A/N: Well did you like it? I know it's short but I had to start somewhere. Please review and tell me what you think! :]