Ginny was about to die. She just couldn't stand it anymore. The thought of
your own brother doing a teasing dance on the table in front of everyone in
the Great Hall was just too much. Ginny had to watch. Front row seats. Ron
even flipped over her mashed potatoes and spilled pumpkin juice all over
her new blouse. She could only think of one possible explanation. It was
Ron's last year and he wanted to live up to Fred and George. He wasn't
doing a good job. The only person he was capable of making a fool out of
was himself, though he failed to see that.
Hermione noticed too and thought Ron was possessed or had some sickness. She shoved him into the infirmary at once only to discover how one does the bunny hop with a wooden spatula.
It was horrible. Abso-bloody-lutely horrible. Since Ginny was the only blood relative of Ron that was still in Hogwarts, she got the second-hand remarks. Of course Harry and Hermione had some trouble of their own but Harry was, well, Harry and Hermione had brains to match some of the Professors. Ginny was normal and normal was bad in her case, because it meant she wasn't special. After her run in with the Dark Lord she had some attention but now it was a thing of the past. Just like Gilderoy Lockhart.
While Harry and Hermione were trying to stop Ron from consuming all the Pepper-Up Potions in the school, Ginny dumped her quill and ink into her book bag and sped walked to the library. She drooped her head down so that no one would notice her and tried to make sharp turns. Unfortunately, sharp turns on corners equals disaster. Or at least one falling on their bottom.
SMACK. Her head went straight into someone's chest.
"Oh! I'm so sorr-"
"You!"
"You!"
Draco's face was in disgust. He had actually made body contact with a Weasley.
"Well, go on. Apologize!"
"What makes you think it was my fault?"
Ginny knew it was her fault but she wasn't about to admit that to Malfoy, of all people.
"You walked straight into me!"
"You walked into me!"
"Oh hell. I'm going. This is pointless."
Ginny made a hrmph sound and quickly walked away. She looked back to see Malfoy looking the other direction and stuck her tongue out. It was childish and immature, but she had a right since Malfoy was such a bastard and she was the youngest in her family.
Malfoy mumbled a few unforgivables and realized that stupid-waste-of-space Weasley made him lose his sense of direction. He was actually heading to the library when he stopped to comment on one of the Patil sister's extremely short skirt and was then walked into by that ungrateful prat Jenny. 'Or was it Jamie?' he thought.
*
"Excuse me. Do you know where I can find 'The Phantoms of the Fog'?"
Ginny impatiently rolled her fingers on the Librarian's desk.
"Fifth row, middle section, two next to the big green book."
She thanked the usually grumpy librarian and walked to an empty table. She put her book bag down and headed to the section. 'Was it the Sixth row? And what about something green?'
Ginny mentally banged her head on a wall. How was it possible for her to remember that.
*
"The Amazing World of Fungus."
"Fifth row, middle section, a big green book."
Draco was surprised at the librarian's good mood. 'What went up her skirt today?' he thought. And then slapping his forehead for the mental picture. He headed toward the row and saw something red. Flaming red.
*
"You again! Are you stalking me?"
"Yes it's me and no I'm not stalking you. You're not even worthy of being stalked, let alone by me."
"Sod off, Malfoy!"
"Sod off, Weasley!"
The moment turned tenser when the librarian suddenly forgot her good mood and dragged them by the ears.
"What do you think you're doing shouting in my library?"
"Sorry," replied Ginny.
"You're shouting too," Malfoy muttered, under his breath.
"I heard that Mr. Malfoy, and it'll cost both of you two weeks detention with Filch," snapped back the now red with anger librarian.
Draco opened his mouth to say something but Ginny quickly cut him off.
"We're really sorry. Isn't there any chance I could get off with a warning? Since I wasn't the one who was being rude to you," said Ginny, with her most angelic face.
"Three weeks!" shouted back the librarian.
They both groaned. At least they both gave each other detention.
Hermione noticed too and thought Ron was possessed or had some sickness. She shoved him into the infirmary at once only to discover how one does the bunny hop with a wooden spatula.
It was horrible. Abso-bloody-lutely horrible. Since Ginny was the only blood relative of Ron that was still in Hogwarts, she got the second-hand remarks. Of course Harry and Hermione had some trouble of their own but Harry was, well, Harry and Hermione had brains to match some of the Professors. Ginny was normal and normal was bad in her case, because it meant she wasn't special. After her run in with the Dark Lord she had some attention but now it was a thing of the past. Just like Gilderoy Lockhart.
While Harry and Hermione were trying to stop Ron from consuming all the Pepper-Up Potions in the school, Ginny dumped her quill and ink into her book bag and sped walked to the library. She drooped her head down so that no one would notice her and tried to make sharp turns. Unfortunately, sharp turns on corners equals disaster. Or at least one falling on their bottom.
SMACK. Her head went straight into someone's chest.
"Oh! I'm so sorr-"
"You!"
"You!"
Draco's face was in disgust. He had actually made body contact with a Weasley.
"Well, go on. Apologize!"
"What makes you think it was my fault?"
Ginny knew it was her fault but she wasn't about to admit that to Malfoy, of all people.
"You walked straight into me!"
"You walked into me!"
"Oh hell. I'm going. This is pointless."
Ginny made a hrmph sound and quickly walked away. She looked back to see Malfoy looking the other direction and stuck her tongue out. It was childish and immature, but she had a right since Malfoy was such a bastard and she was the youngest in her family.
Malfoy mumbled a few unforgivables and realized that stupid-waste-of-space Weasley made him lose his sense of direction. He was actually heading to the library when he stopped to comment on one of the Patil sister's extremely short skirt and was then walked into by that ungrateful prat Jenny. 'Or was it Jamie?' he thought.
*
"Excuse me. Do you know where I can find 'The Phantoms of the Fog'?"
Ginny impatiently rolled her fingers on the Librarian's desk.
"Fifth row, middle section, two next to the big green book."
She thanked the usually grumpy librarian and walked to an empty table. She put her book bag down and headed to the section. 'Was it the Sixth row? And what about something green?'
Ginny mentally banged her head on a wall. How was it possible for her to remember that.
*
"The Amazing World of Fungus."
"Fifth row, middle section, a big green book."
Draco was surprised at the librarian's good mood. 'What went up her skirt today?' he thought. And then slapping his forehead for the mental picture. He headed toward the row and saw something red. Flaming red.
*
"You again! Are you stalking me?"
"Yes it's me and no I'm not stalking you. You're not even worthy of being stalked, let alone by me."
"Sod off, Malfoy!"
"Sod off, Weasley!"
The moment turned tenser when the librarian suddenly forgot her good mood and dragged them by the ears.
"What do you think you're doing shouting in my library?"
"Sorry," replied Ginny.
"You're shouting too," Malfoy muttered, under his breath.
"I heard that Mr. Malfoy, and it'll cost both of you two weeks detention with Filch," snapped back the now red with anger librarian.
Draco opened his mouth to say something but Ginny quickly cut him off.
"We're really sorry. Isn't there any chance I could get off with a warning? Since I wasn't the one who was being rude to you," said Ginny, with her most angelic face.
"Three weeks!" shouted back the librarian.
They both groaned. At least they both gave each other detention.