ficsbydeenas | FIC--The Capricious Pomoxis

Title: The Capricious Pomoxis
Rating: PG13 for language
Words: 156
Summary: It's too bloody cold.

Requested by

i_m_b00 who unconsciously wants to live in Minnesota. By the way, a pomoxis is a crappie.

The Capricious Pomoxis

"Tell me again why we're here of all places?"

"Because we are Luna's friends."

"Some friend she is, sending us to the barren wasteland of North America."

"Ron, Minnesota is not a barren wasteland."

"Did you see the thermometer? It said -28°, Hermione!"

"And that's Fahrenheit. In Celsius that's…hmmm…-32°."

"Buggering SHIT it's cold!"

"Language, Ronald."

"Well, come on. What are we doing here, anyway?"

"Trying to help Luna map the swimming patterns of the Capricious Pomoxis."

"And Harry and Ginny aren't because…?"

"They finished their shift."

"Well, it's stupid, especially in this weather."

"We have heating charms. It's rather cozy in here."

"That's beside the point, Hermione. What's the purpose—"

"Oooh! I got one!"

"What?"

"Look, we found one! Can you take it off the line?"

"That's it? THAT'S what we're looking for? THAT'S why we're freezing our arses off?"

"Yes. It's a Capricious Pomoxis."

"It's a fucking fish! Luna's made us go ice fishing!"