"George, seriously," Ginny yelled, running through the Burrow after her
brother.
"What are you going to do about it? Make me?" He laughed, stopping for a minute, to examine the letter he had taken from his little sister. "Woah," He glanced at the letter again, "No more you and Harry?"
"George, its my letter, give it back!" Ginny ran to the staircase where George was standing, and kicking him lightly on the shin, took the letter back. Than turning and looking over her shoulder at him, said, "There never was a 'Harry and I'".
George shook his head at her retreating body. "Girls.." Than took off down the stairs to see Fred.
"So, did you know that Harry and Ginny aren't going out any more?" George remarked casually to his brother and mother, entering the kitchen.
"They never really WERE going out in the first place." Fred smirked. "But, I wonder who she's going to go out with." Ever since earlier this summer when Ginny and Dean had broken up, Ginny had been sending constant letters to her best friends, Lavender and Parvati. Mainly about guys, Fred and George suspected.
Back in her room, Ginny sat at her beaten up desk that had been passed down through Bill, Percy, Ron, and now belonged to her. 'No, no Harry and I. You know that would never work. But maybe there will be a new professor this year." She signed off her letter wistfully to Parvati, and sent it back via Parvatis' owl, Mercy.
Leaning back in the tipsy wood, Ginny gazed out the window at the retreating bird. Wouldn't it be nice if some very, VERY handsome guy was to out of the blue come back to Hogwarts..
At The Puddlemere United Office
"I'm sorry Mister Wood, but we'd like you to take this year off. Its not that you aren't good enough, as much as...we'd like to try out Krum just for this year. And you know, see if he fits." The man eyed Oliver Wood, who looked deeply upset from his chair. Then, turning back to the work on his desk dismissed Wood with a simple, "Thank you for your work, we'll be contacting you soon."
Shit. What should I do now? Oliver thought, kicking an over size potted plant in the doorway. The clay broke, sending dust and gravel all over the floor. Oliver ignored it and kept walking. A passing secretary mended the pot with a flick of her wand and a 'repario'.
"Woods' not to happy to be let from the team." She muttered, watching the handsome man walk out of the office. Then, with a shrug, returned to looking at the contract for the newest reserve member, Viktor Krum.
In his flat, Oliver caught the small owl that came whizzing through his window. A letter from.Hogwarts? Interesting, Oliver thought, reading the enclosed parchment.
Mr Wood,
Were very very sorry to here about your being let from Puddlemere United for the season. However, we were wondering if you would be interested in taking the late Professor McGonnagals' position as head of Gryffindor house. We have filled the position as transfiguration teacher. I myself took the position actually.
Regards, Headmaster Albus Dumbledore
The bloody old coot must be spying on me. Oliver thought, with anger mixed with glee. Returning to Hogwarts as the head of his old house? That certainly was appealing. So with very little thought, Oliver scratched off a letter to Dumbledore.
Headmaster,
Thank you, I am very interested in filling that spot..Thank you for your offer. I suppose I'll hear from you soon.
Oliver Wood
Than, on a cloud of pure euphoria, Olivier left his flat for Diagon Alley.
A/N: Hey..This isn't my first story, my other one was bad so yea..no flames but I love reviews! I think I might keep going on this, so enjoy! Love ya!
Lydia Claire
"What are you going to do about it? Make me?" He laughed, stopping for a minute, to examine the letter he had taken from his little sister. "Woah," He glanced at the letter again, "No more you and Harry?"
"George, its my letter, give it back!" Ginny ran to the staircase where George was standing, and kicking him lightly on the shin, took the letter back. Than turning and looking over her shoulder at him, said, "There never was a 'Harry and I'".
George shook his head at her retreating body. "Girls.." Than took off down the stairs to see Fred.
"So, did you know that Harry and Ginny aren't going out any more?" George remarked casually to his brother and mother, entering the kitchen.
"They never really WERE going out in the first place." Fred smirked. "But, I wonder who she's going to go out with." Ever since earlier this summer when Ginny and Dean had broken up, Ginny had been sending constant letters to her best friends, Lavender and Parvati. Mainly about guys, Fred and George suspected.
Back in her room, Ginny sat at her beaten up desk that had been passed down through Bill, Percy, Ron, and now belonged to her. 'No, no Harry and I. You know that would never work. But maybe there will be a new professor this year." She signed off her letter wistfully to Parvati, and sent it back via Parvatis' owl, Mercy.
Leaning back in the tipsy wood, Ginny gazed out the window at the retreating bird. Wouldn't it be nice if some very, VERY handsome guy was to out of the blue come back to Hogwarts..
At The Puddlemere United Office
"I'm sorry Mister Wood, but we'd like you to take this year off. Its not that you aren't good enough, as much as...we'd like to try out Krum just for this year. And you know, see if he fits." The man eyed Oliver Wood, who looked deeply upset from his chair. Then, turning back to the work on his desk dismissed Wood with a simple, "Thank you for your work, we'll be contacting you soon."
Shit. What should I do now? Oliver thought, kicking an over size potted plant in the doorway. The clay broke, sending dust and gravel all over the floor. Oliver ignored it and kept walking. A passing secretary mended the pot with a flick of her wand and a 'repario'.
"Woods' not to happy to be let from the team." She muttered, watching the handsome man walk out of the office. Then, with a shrug, returned to looking at the contract for the newest reserve member, Viktor Krum.
In his flat, Oliver caught the small owl that came whizzing through his window. A letter from.Hogwarts? Interesting, Oliver thought, reading the enclosed parchment.
Mr Wood,
Were very very sorry to here about your being let from Puddlemere United for the season. However, we were wondering if you would be interested in taking the late Professor McGonnagals' position as head of Gryffindor house. We have filled the position as transfiguration teacher. I myself took the position actually.
Regards, Headmaster Albus Dumbledore
The bloody old coot must be spying on me. Oliver thought, with anger mixed with glee. Returning to Hogwarts as the head of his old house? That certainly was appealing. So with very little thought, Oliver scratched off a letter to Dumbledore.
Headmaster,
Thank you, I am very interested in filling that spot..Thank you for your offer. I suppose I'll hear from you soon.
Oliver Wood
Than, on a cloud of pure euphoria, Olivier left his flat for Diagon Alley.
A/N: Hey..This isn't my first story, my other one was bad so yea..no flames but I love reviews! I think I might keep going on this, so enjoy! Love ya!
Lydia Claire
