Tempting Trials
Chapter One: The Seductively Tempting Ginny
Disclaimer: I don't own the Harry Potter characters as they are trademarks of JK Rowling and Warner Bros...Or something like that. However, I do own multitudes of collectables, all 6 books, 3 movies, and a rather cuddly Hedwig plushie that squeaks when you press its tummy
Harry felt generally disgruntled. Beside his numerous protests of possible endangerment by way of Voldemort, Ginny had on numerous occasions caught him in her infamous snogging sessions.
Not that he didn't enjoy it, oh no. He simply was looking out for her...sacrificing their relationship for her life. Though he acted rather blasé about the whole situation, you didn't have to look that deep to find an anxious lad inside.
Hermione and Ron hadn't been of much help either. The two were acting rather peculiar; at least, it seemed so. Ever since Dumbledore's funeral (he still couldn't register the fact that Dumbledore was truly dead) the two had been precariously going out of their way to avoid each other, and blushing scarlet whenever in a 3 foot radius of one another.
Additionally, both had become rather reclusive, Hermione claiming to have been writing in her diary, and Ron having rather long thought sessions about nameless things. In all, it was quite ridiculous, really.
He looked up from the Divination homework he had been working on alone, as Ron had already retreated up to the 7th year boys' dorm. Looking back at him was a seductively tempting Ginevra Weasley, licking her lips as if to taunt him. He sighed, and looked back down at the parchment, copying notes from the Advanced Divination for the Ambitious Graduate by Gertrude Globins in a pressed, messy scrawl.
Blathers the bizarre was the laughing-stock of the town, when he predicted that a band of serial killers would maul the town. However, naught but a few months later, Death Eaters came into the small town of...Oh, look at the way she places one leg over the other just so, her skin looks awfully soft, and is dear old Ron anywhere near?
Harry quickly glanced around to see if Ron had returned from the dorms, and after a few moments of rummaging through his bag, he found the perfect quill to tickle darling little Ginny with.
A/N- Well, that was the first chappie, more later! Anyways, this is my first ever posted fic, so constructive criticism much appreciated, and no flames please. Anyways, Read and Review, and I promise, more humor soon!