Gryffindor Gazette

By tatortot

Summary- McGonagall allows Gryffindor house to make a school newspaper/mini magazine. Humor and Romance. R/H H/G (of course!)

Spoilers- Books 1-4. (and book 5 if you read my dedication.)

Disclaimer- I don't own Harry Potter

A/N- I wish I did.

Thanks to- my sister, Pip Stamfordis, who helped me with some ideas for this story!

Dedication- To Sirius: We all love you!

Takes Place- In fifth year. (I had to have Fred and George as writers)

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~*~Chapter One: Intro~*~

"Not only am I editor, but I'm also the writer for H4."

"What's that?"

"Hermione's Happy Homework Hotline."

"Oh...you'll be perfect for that."

"I suppose you're right, Ginny. And you'll be a great advice columnist."

"Thanks."

The two girls walked into the Great Hall and took a seat, Ginny bravely scooting in next to Harry.

"Hey Harry," she said, grabbing a piece of toast and buttering it.

"'Morning Gin," he said, not looking up from a pile of parchments at his lap.

"Oh, finally doing your homework, I see," Hermione said. "Good. I have a feeling that Hermione's Happy

Homework Hotline will help--"

"Only if someone reads it," Harry said, still reading the parchment. "And it's not homework."

Hermione whispered, "Oh," and poured herself a glass of pumpkin juice.

Harry moved the parchments onto his empty plate and did a continuous action of rubbing his eyes, running his hand through his hair, and itching the back of his neck.

"Gonna eat, Harry?" Ron asked, sliding into a chair next to Hermione.

"Sometime..."

A few minutes later, Harry spoke up again. "Ginny, you owe me big time."

"Why's that?"

"Because I figured out times--twice a week--where I can give you a one-on-one training sessions because the Gryffindor Gazette meetings overlap with Quidditch practice sometimes."

"Thank you!" Ginny squealed, throwing herself at him and wrapping her arms around his neck. Ron coughed, making Ginny realize she just hugged Harry, and let go. "Er--sorry..."

"So, Ginny...how's the advice coming? We have a meeting tonight and I need those questions and answers in so I can have Professor McGonagall make copies."

"Oh..yeah. I just need to answer a few more questions is all."

"You better get working on that."

"Okay," Ginny said, finishing one last bite of toast and getting up from the table.

Harry grabbed a piece of bacon and his parchments, then getting up to follow her.

"Ginny--wait up!" Harry hollered down the corridor. Ahead, Ginny stopped, but didn't turn around. When

Harry was next to her, she continued walking.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked, confused.

"Nothing--I just want to get my advice questions done before the bell rings. I have potions next, don't wanna be late for that."

"Oh..okay."

---=---=---=---At the Gryffindor Gazette Meeting, 6:00---=---=---=---

"Lee! Do you have your Quidditch entry done yet?"

"Yes...here it is."

"Thank you," Hermione said, snatching the parchment. "And Ron--did Fred and George send the 'How To' entry here? I heard they got detention..."

"Yeah..it lasts till November..." Ron answered, sliding a parchment across the table to Hermione.

"Hmm...." Ginny said, looking over Hermione's shoulder to read. "'How To Get Out Of Class With Four Dungbombs,' by TwinTrouble."

"H-Harry...?"

Harry looked around and saw Colin and Dennis Creevey sitting not too far away.

"Er--" Colin started. "C--can we interview you for the newspaper sometime? Maybe for the next issue? We--we'll pay you..!"

Harry stared at him. Ron looked up from one of Fred and George's writings and smiled, "You can interview me!"

Dennis became interested.

"I--I'm his best friend! You can get all of the good stuff, such as...er--going into the forbidden forest and escaping the acromontulas, fighting stuff to get to the Sorceror's Stone, and what kind of bubble bath he uses!" Ron said, with an aftermath of a punch in the arm.

"Oooh..." Colin said, now admiring Ron. "How much should we pay him, Den?"

"I dunno, Col."

"I'd say...two sickles an hour," Colin said.

"Each," Dennis added.

Ron's eyes were wide. "Deal," he said, shaking Dennis's hand.

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That's the end of Chappie one! The next one will be the 'Gryffindor Gazette' issue one or whatever. The more reviews I get, the sooner I update, so REVIEW!!!!!

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