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"Happy Birthday, Harry!" Ron shouted, dumping a large present on the bed. Harry yawned and stretched, then reached for his glasses. "Bloody Hell, Ron. What time is it?" "Time to open your present. You have to open it now, 'cause I dunno if this paper has weird stuff in the ink. If they eat it, they might get sick." Ron thrust the present closer. "Okay." Harry said, hoping that the rest of the Weasley clan weren't waiting in ambush as soon a he stepped out of the bedroom. Remembering the odd things that Ron considered pets, Harry peeled back the paper. "I called them Frodo and Sam from Lord of the Rings." Ron said cheerfully. "So what do you think?" Harry stared at the hamsters for a moment. "I think that your choice of names is a bit off, or you gave me gay hamsters." "Huh?" Ron looked blank "Sam appears to be buggering Frodo." Harry said, with a grin. Ron snickered. "Well I think I got the names right then, didn't I? Don't you ever read fanfic? Two blokes who hang around together all the time… they gotta be doing it." "Ron, *we* hang around together all the time. And you're sitting on my bed in your pyjamas." Ron leaped off the bed. "Uh… how about we take *Aragorn* and *Arwen* down for some breakfast then?"
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