A/N: So this will be a multi-drabble story all stemming from a list of prompts Harry Potter Fanfiction Challenges under the topic Pairing Diversity Boot Camp Challenge. I stumbled across it and it really is amazing. This chapter is for the prompt: early morning cheerfulness can be extremely obnoxious and the pairing is Hermione/Ron.
"Hermione, please go away. It's not even eight o'clock in the morning." Ron grabbed a pillow and used it ineffectively to protect his eyes from the light coming through the recently uncovered window. It was ineffective because it was soon ripped from his hands by the girl who then proceeded to hit him several times with it.
"Get. Up. Ronald." Hermione said, each word punctuated with a whack on the head with a pillow.
"Go away you crazy woman." Ron waved his hands above his head. "Your early morning cheerfulness can be… what's another way to put very annoying?"
"Very annoying…" Hermione replied, halting in her attack to ponder his question. "Extremely obnoxious." She said finally before resuming her attack on him with vigour. "Get up you lazy git!" She shouted as Ron stumbled out of bed.
"Alright, alright, I'm up!" Ron ran a hand through his hair. "Why is it so important that you wake me up at this unholy hour?"
"Because Ron, it's the 27th of July." Hermione made this sound as if pronouncing the date answered Ron's question.
"What in the name of Merlin's trousers does the date have anything to do with it?" Ron's anger was coming through at being woken up at seven thirty in the morning.
"Today's the day we go and get Harry from the Dursley's, Ronald." Hermione sounded exasperated at Ron's pigheadedness.
"Oh," Ron said weakly. "Right."
Hermione threw a t-shirt at him. "Get dressed and come downstairs for breakfast. We're going over the plan one last time."
"Hermione," Ron said just before she left the room. "Do they really think his going to agree to this plan?"
"I don't know, Ron." Hermione sighed. "All I know is that he's is going to throw a massive fit when he works it out."
Hermione walked out and, with a sigh, Ron started to get dressed.