Harry shivered.
He looked over at a sleeping Ginny, who had stolen his pillow and had rolled up in BOTH blankets, leaving Harry in the cold.
He tugged at the ends of covers, trying to pull one off.
He failed.
Ginny murmered something about a train.
"Come on Harry," he thought "If you can defeat Voldemort, surely you can get Ginny to get off the covers."
Harry tried again, full of determination.
He tugged and tugged, but only caused Ginny to coccon farther into the blankets.
He said a naughty word that starts with F.
Harry thought for a moment.
He had an idea.
He got up and went to find his wand.
He came back and sat on the bed.
"Accio covers!" said Harry.
The covers spinned for a minute, spinning a very un-amused Ginny along with them.
Then, the covers zoomed towards Harry, sending Ginny flying towards the wall.
Ginny hit the wall, and the covers hit Harry in the face.
"HARRY POTTER YOU HORRIBLE LITTLE BALL OF SLIME,I HOPE YOU FALL IN A HOLE, GET OUT OF THAT BATHROOM YOU STUPID IDIOT!" Yelled Ginny.
Harry sat behind the locked bathroom door.
"ALOHOMORA!" Yelled Ginny, and the door unlocked.
Harry cursed.
Ginny opened the door, and found Harry sitting in the floor.
"MORON!" She yelled.
Harry shivered as he lay on the couch, still with no cover or pillow.
He sighed.