Hi everyone! This is a collection of one-shots all written for the QLFC. Now that I'm an official member instead of a reserve, I thought that I should have a collection instead of making tons and tons of separate one-shots. So yeah, here's the first story! It was written for the Daily Prophet Competition. By the way, the order in which the events happen is not entirely accurate, but I'm putting it that way for my own reasons. Anyway, enjoy!

Team: Puddlemere United

Position: Chaser Two

Position Prompt: Ginny - Bat Bogey Hex

Optional Prompts:

Laughter

Teacup

Contrary

Word Count (not including AN): 1,025

Beta'ed by: JBrocks917

Here's the story: Eye Rolls. I know. Bad title. Whatever.

As the Hogwarts Express chugged its way to Hogwarts, Ginny Weasley walked back to her compartment with her friends in the fifth year. She had just gone to get some sweets from the trolley, and her arms were stuffed with Pumpkin Pasties and Chocolate Cauldrons.

She had almost arrived and was stuffing all the treats she could in her pockets when she saw none other than Zacharias Smith come barreling out of his compartment.

"Weasley," he said in his annoying voice, "I've been looking for you all day."

She rolled her eyes. "So now you have. Good for you! You've learned to navigate, walk, and have an actual goal in life - so many things to list!"

He scowled. "Well, I've been meaning to ask you - what happened at the Department of Mysteries? You know, when you, Potter, your Weasley brother, Granger, and Lovegood snuck off because of who-knows-what."

She rolled her eyes again. "It's none of your business," she said, "Now get out of my way."

She made to go back to her compartment, but he blocked the way. "Not before you tell me what happened at the Ministry," he said stubbornly.

She rolled her eyes for the third time that day. To think, before she had run into him, she had a clean record. And they had just been talking for five minutes.

"I'm not telling you, now get out of my way." she repeated, pushing past him.

He rubbed his shoulder where Ginny had pushed him. "Ow," he winced.

She rolled her eyes once more.

"You know, you're eyes are going to get stuck like that if you keep rolling them," he said, jogging to catch up with her.

"Go back to wherever you came from, Smith." she said.

"I just want to know what happened at the Ministry! If you tell me that, I'll let you go."

"No."

"Fine. Be that way."

Then, faster than a whip, he took out his wand and pointed it at her. "Rictusempra!" He yelled.

He smiled triumphantly, expecting to hear the sound of uncontrollable laughter and her begging for mercy any second, but it never came.

Then, his triumphant smile quickly turned into a wide-mouthed scream. While he wasn't looking, Ginny had cast the Bat Bogey Hex on him and now huge bats were flying all over his face, effectively shutting him up.

She smirked, but it soon melted away when -

"Miss! That - that spell!"

Ginny turned around to see a man that she didn't know looking at her in shock. He was rather large, and had a stack of scrolls gripped tightly in his hand.

She gulped.

"Bat Bogey Hex, I presume?"

She nodded.

"What is your name?" he asked.

"Ginny - Ginny Weasley, sir," she said, thinking that this must be their new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher.

"Well, Miss Weasley - would you care to accompany me back to my compartment?" he asked, holding out his arm.

"Okay," she said nervously.

They headed down the train into an empty compartment.

"Sit, sit," the man said.

She obeyed his orders tentatively. He grabbed a teacup off of a tray and poured some tea into it.

"Tea, my dear?" he asked. She shook her head silently. "Suit yourself," he shrugged, taking a sip.

"Oh, I just realized, I haven't told you my name yet! Where are my manners?" he said, putting down his tea. "I'm Professor Slughorn, your new Professor this year," he said. "Just came out of retirement - Dumbledore brought along Harry Potter to convince me, and I must admit, it quite worked."

"Harry Potter?" burst out Ginny. "I know him. He comes over to our house every summer."

Slughorn's eyebrows shot up. "Really, now?" he said. "Interesting… Interesting…" He took another sip of tea and looked at her directly in the eye. He laughed.

"No need to be uncomfortable, now, dear! It's not like I'm putting you in detention!"

"Wait," said Ginny, confused. "You're not?"

"Of course I'm not!" he boomed. "Quite on the contrary. I brought you here to talk and maybe have a bit of lunch - I'm collecting the very best at Hogwarts, you see," he said, looking excited. "And it's clear that you have talent! Just look at that Bat Bogey Hex!"

"Oh," said Ginny, leaning back in her chair. She felt a lot more comfortable now.

"What are those?" she asked, pointing at the scrolls he had been holding earlier.

"Oh, just some invitations," he said, waving them off. "I'm going to give them to some people who I'd like to join me for lunch."

"Should I give some out for you?" she asked, sitting up straight.

"Yes, that would be lovely, thank you," he said, smiling at her. Once he had told her which people to deliver them to, she set off and handed them out.

By the time she got back, mostly everyone was in their seats.

"Yes, I think everyone's here," said Slughorn, "All except for - Harry, m'boy!"

He beamed, jumping up and looking in the direction of the door. Harry and Neville had just arrived.

"Good to see you, good to see you!" And you must be Mr. Longbottom!"

When everyone was seated, Slughorn took it in turns to talk to everybody about someone in their family who was either rich, well-connected, or influential. She was the only one there who had been invited for another reason, except for Harry, of course.

When he had finished talking, Slughorn insisted that they stay for a while, so Ginny got to talk to Harry and Neville.

"So, how come you ended up in here, Ginny?" asked Harry.

"He saw me hex Zacharias Smith," said Ginny. "You remember that idiot from Hufflepuff who was in the D.A.? He kept on and on asking about what happened at the Ministry and in the end he annoyed me so much I hexed him-when Slughorn came in I thought I was going to got detention, but he just thought it was a really good hex and invited me to lunch! Mad, eh?"

"Yeah," said Harry, grinning. "It's mad that anyone would invite you to their party."

Ginny rolled her eyes.