The Story of Harry and Ginny
Disclaimer: I'm not J.K. Rowling.
By The Way: I don't seriously write like this. I just felt the need for a bad story. SO, sit back, and enjoy the stupidity! Characters may be way OOC, but it's my story. I can do that! And if you give a mean comment, I just want you to know that I respect your opinion, even though this story is written badly on purpose!!!! Thanks. Enjoy and review!
Chapter 1
HPOV
"Hello Haree." Ginne said 2 me. "Hi Ginne. How r u doinge?" I askeed politelee.
"I'm pwetty good. And u?"
"Fair. r u stille fiteing with ron." "Yeeep. it's pwetty annoyinge. i wish u coould talke 2 hime."
"Maybee i will. but 4 now, woould u lyk 2 go 2 fred and george's wit me"
"sure. i'd lurv 2. cann we geet sum butterbear 2?"
"onlee if ur payin"
they bothe laghed. walkin hand_in_hand. they weent 2 buye fireworkz. fred greeted them firstest. "waht woould u lyk?"
"idk" I saide. "waht do u have" "waht dont they have iz teh queestin, haree." ginne saide 2 me.
"rite. sory. cann wee trye some fireworkz b4 wee buye?" "sureee...." fred grinneed. "dare iz a testn spot oute bak. hury, b4 da crowd comez. it'z almst 4th of julyee and peeople come in and buye a lote of stufffs!"
haree and ginne walked outside greeeted by george. ''trye anythn u want. itz all hear."
"k, thx." ginne said, ''btw is ron stille mad me" "yes, he lyk hatez u now." george replyed
"y r u 2 in a fite?" i asked. "i stole hiz blankie." ginne smirked me.
"I didnt no he wuz a sissye girlly." i commenteeedd.
ginne and i said no more, unless it wuz "ooo" or "aaah" or "wowowowow". generaly, i windowe shoppe, but ginne & i combineed $$$ and we coould buye 1 of everythn. it wuz awesomee.
"haree, lets go get butterbear"
"k"
we walked s...l...o...w...l...y... into da stoure. "2 butterbears pweese," i saide, ''comeing rite up" the dude saide. im not sure, but i thnk that wuz a dude, and he wuz a waiiter. i'm smartee!!!
"ur totale is...um..." and i didnt no y, but the dude starteed a mentail breakdown. ginne and i s...l...o...w...l...y...walkde away frm him wit our drnks, and left witout payin.
"ginne, wuz that guy cryin" "yeh, dumbhead."
"sowee!" she slappded me on teh arm and it stungee. "owwwwwww" i yelpeded.
"i thot u wer smarter" she saide
"i am." i saide stile cryine
END CHAPTER
R&R PLEASE!!!! Remember, I write like this. On purpose.
