All right this is not what it was supposed to be, but what
in the chicken coop do I care? All the thoughts are in italics. I know this jumps around a bit, but it's more fun that
way; plus I don't think there is anywhere where it really gets confusing.
Enjoy!
Disclaimer- I own nothing except Teen Witch and I don't
think I even own that.
Firelight Musings and
Nightly Notes
By Emerald Star
Harry was sitting on an over stuffed chair in the common
room drooling. Cho he thought, in a yellow bikini with a bottle of massage
oil in hand ready to ease the Quidditch pains right out of me. Now Ginny comes
in with a green bikini and starts singing with that voice of hers. Perfection.
Harry was supposed to be working on a potions essay when this little fantasy
decided to pop into his brain. This was one of his favorites and it involved
many pretty girls in scanty clothing doing wonderful things to him. The blonde
in red was about to shower him with her perfect kisses when Hedwig landing on
his knee rudely interrupted him. Harry, annoyed, untied the parchment and sent
her off on her way. The paper before him read;
Harry blushed, embarrassed and guilty about the little
daydream that he had been having only moments before. Harry sighed and picked
up his quill and the parchment, it was going to be a long month.
Meanwhile, over by the couch…
Add the powdered
beetle eyes and then what? Oh shove it, Ron is more fun to watch than boil
remover. Hermione was sitting on the plush red couch by the fire watching
Ron play chess with Seamus out of the corner of her eye. The fire creates such a nice glow around his hair; it almost looks like
metallic fire. Hermione shook her head and went back to her beetle eyes
with the occasional glance at her beau. Ron and Hermione had been together ever
since the entire house of Gryffindor had locked then into the washrooms and
made them have a huge screaming match. When they didn't hear anything for a
while several people went to investigate (and use the latrine). They watched as
the two, dumbstruck, moved into a sweet first kiss. The rest was history.
Hermione was finished with her potions essay and writing a letter to Ginny in France
when Crookshanks climbed into her lap and started purring loudly. "Alright"
Hermione said softly and started absently stroked the orange mass of fluff in
her lap. After a few moments of stroking Hermione found what appeared to be a
scrap of parchment tied to the cat's collar. Curious she opened it and read:
Hermione looked over at Ron, who turned his head back to his
game rather quickly. She grinned and started to speculate on what it might be.
But up in the girl's dorms….
Lavender and Parvati were bent over something, and it was
not the latest issue of Teen Witch or Witch Weekly. Oh no--it was
a love letter! Lavender had received an anonymous note from an unmarked post
owl. It read:
Lavender, I can't tell you to your face but I really, really
like you a lot. Every time I see you I want to tell you, but I get nervous. Can
you respond to this and let me know if you really want to know. Or are you involved with someone?
The giggling duo was leaping for joy at this occurrence and
they were formulating a reply. Lavender was not attached secretly hoped that
the person was Seamus or someone equally handsome. Parvati wanted her friend to
be happy and also hoped that it was Seamus, although Parvati didn't see the big
deal about him.
And now for the boy's dormitories…
Come on, yes, yes
perfect! Yet another masterpiece photo by moi! Colin Creevy grinned as he
took the picture he had just developed and hung it above his bed to dry.
Photography was his passion, his life; a ruined picture to Colin was like
losing a friend. His newest collection was of the different angles of the
castle. Colin had even bugged Harry into loaning him his broom to take pictures
from above Hogwarts! To Colin, Harry was still his biggest hero and Colin
regarded him as a friend. The picture he had just finished making a copy of was
the bird's eye view of the castle, Harry
is getting a copy of this one, he thought to himself. Then an owl flew
through the open window and landed on Colin's bedpost. Colin's eyes widened and
he grinned because he knew that was in the official looking parchment.
Dear Mr. Creevy,
Though he should have been working on that charms homework
or the defense against the darks arts paper Colin's pictures would always come
first. Lovingly he slid the new photograph into his latest album; yes, his
pictures would come first.
The losing side of the chessboard…
I hope she replies
quickly Seamus thought as Ron moved. What
if she doesn't do anything at all, and just ignores the letter? Oh what was I
thinking?
Seamus grinned, his heart quickened, and his face turned
red. Then he strode up the stairs into the girls common room to get his lady! *
And so as the night draws to a close and Harry slips into
bed and Ron and Hermione slip into a secluded corner of the common room. Seamus
goes up to greet his new girlfriend and Colin dances a jig by his albums. The
owls all go to their separate nests to sleep before another night and day of
deliveries.
There you are. This was originally
going to be Harry, Ron, and Hermione's musing about life and all that but it
turned into this **grin** and I think I like it. Sorry but I had to sneak that
little Seamus/Lavender in there and Colin was telling me that I had been
ignoring him so in he went. I'm doing something else with Ron's POV so I
decided that I would leave Ron out of this one (except that R/H plug in). Thank
you Meffles for beta reading! Oh, and I like reviews and you know how to make
me happy.