Harry Potter and the Tomato
My fist fanfiction so please R&R! Reviwing makes the moon seem like a soft plastic rabbit. Harry and Ginny would also like you to review. They love you, too!
Disclaimer: Unfortunatly, I do not own Harry Potter and should definatly not be naughty and say I do. Because I don't! So there! Beware! The pear! Be aware! That's the same as Beware! No, it isn't! Don't be caught in a snare! Look, a hare! Where? There! Oh, yeah, I see it now... So no, in other words, I am not J. K. Rowling. Sorry to disappoint you...
The tomato gazed up at him.
'Gazed?' thought Harry.
"Tomato's don't gaze!" he scoffed out-loud.
"Wha's tha' supposed ta mean?" said Ron, looking up from his plate with a mouth full of food.
"Ronald, that's disgusting!" cried Hermione.
"What?! I'm hungry!" he replied.
Hermione sighed dramatically before rolling her eyes.
"Oh, it doesn't matter…" she said as she asked Neville to pass the salt.
'Instead, they…sit. That's right, sit.' Harry gazed at the sitting tomato on his plate.
'It's a…nice-looking tomato too… just like Ginny…. Ginny?! But…Ginny isn't a tomato! She's a girl! A pretty girl too…But she's Ron's sister!'
Harry's internal battle carried on for a while, occasionally interrupted by Ron and Hermione bickering or asking for plates of food.
"Harry, could you- Harry? Harry? Excuse me Harry, but could- oh, fine then! I'll get it myself!" Harry looked up to a pair of angry female eyes.
And they weren't Hermione's.
"Ginny! Oh, sorry! Um, here…oh wait, what do you want?"
"The tomato's!"
Harry was momentarily stunned.
" Excuse me?"
" The tomato's, Harry. It's not that difficult to understand. Those round red things, like the one on your plate!" she said angrily, as she pointed to Harry's tomato, which he had yet to take a bite out of.
"Ginny, I-I'm really sorry…uh, here…" said Harry in a small voice.
'Wow. She's like a miniature Mrs. Weasley when she's mad. But she still looks really pretty…No! Stop it! Ron's sister, remember?! But she does look…beautiful…when her hair shines in the sun like that… Agh! Stop! Just get the tomato's!'
But as Harry reached to pick up the bowl of tomato's, Ginny did as well. At exactly the same time.
Which resulted in their hands touching.
"Oh! Uh…s-sorry. I…really didn't mean - " said Harry, as he turned red.
"No, it's, er, ok…!" cried Ginny, as she turned even darker red.
"What's wrong?" said Hermione, as she turned around.
"Nothing!" they said in unison.
"Alright then…" Hermione replied as she turned back, but with a rather suspicious look on her face.
"So, er, here" mumbled Harry, as he quickly picked up a tomato and gave it to Ginny.
"Um…thanks..." said Ginny, her previous anger replaced by embarrassment.
"See you round then…"
"Yeah…Bye, Harry…"
"Bye…"
At this point, Harry's only thought was…
'I really, really love tomato's…'
Soooo...first of all, thank you for reading my trashy little fanfic. Second of all, please remember to R&R, even if you hated it. Feedback makes all fish dance with soup on their fingers with penguins not worthy of not mentioning to the llama lambs.