Disclaimer: I own Harry Potter and characters in the series only in my dreams. And those are the good ones.
A/N: Hermione is a little, ok a lot, out of character but it should still be fun.
A/N 2: This is actually the second time I'm posting this fic . I've fixed the format and some minor errors. Thanks to my reviewers the first time 'round Rawhide and fifespice.
Hermione: Ginny! I was looking everywhere for you! What are you doing?
Ginny: Watching.
Hermione: Watching what?
Ginny: Over there. By the bushes.
Hermione: Umm… What is it?
Ginny: As far as I can tell its two people snogging the daylights out of each other.
Hermione: Hey! Now that you mention it I can make out a hand. Oh look ,there's a shoe!
Ginny: I can see a ring. It looks like a sna…
Hermione: Oh my gosh! That's Zabini's ring!
Ginny: You mean Blaise?
Hermione: Yeah whatever .He wears that thing everywhere. It's probably a family heirloom. Absolutely beautiful. I wonder…
Ginny: Hermione! Stop babbling .I'm trying to figure out who he's snogging.
Hermione: I dunno .But they've got black hair.
Ginny: And they've got on quidditch robes.
Hermione: I'm pretty sure I saw a flash of green .Yup! Green eyes.
Ginny: Hmm…that's interesting. It's a boy
Hermione: Really? Didn't know Zabini swung that way.
Ginny: Oh, he'll follow his latest fancy any way.
Hermione: Who could it be?
Ginny: Look! That person's got on a quidditch cup ring
Hermione: But Gryffindor is the only house that's won the quidditch cup in 8 years.
(A/N: I don't really know if that's true but it fits in here)
Ginny: Oh my God! I think I know who it is.
Hermione: Really Gin? Who is it? Come on tell me.
Ginny: Umm…well…It's Harry.
"…"
Ginny: Hermione! You didn't have to faint!
"…"
grunt
Ginny: Gods, you're heavy
grunt
Ginny: Oi! Harry! Zabini! Gimme a hand.
Harry: Um…Gin…I…
Ginny: Save it, Harry. I knew you were gay before you did.
Harry: Oh
chuckle
Harry: What are you laughing at Zabini?
Blaise: Um… nothing love. Did you need something Ginny?
Ginny: Yeah. Could you two strapping lads take my friend to the hospital wing please
giggle
Blaise: Anything for a pretty little thing like you
Harry: Hey, Ginny stop flirting with my boyfriend!
chuckle
chuckle
pout
Finite Incantatem
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