Cookie??
Ron Weasley strolled through the corridors of Hogwarts, wearing black jeans and the famous Weasley jumper. He hated this jumper. It was just so...so...so...un-Ron-like. He hated the color. He loved blue. Blue blue blue, but NO! His mother had to make him a Maroon one. Maroon. Stupid Maroon-ish color. He hated it.
Wait, where was I? Oh, right. he strolled through the corridors, with his ugly marron jumper, when he heard some noises from the classroom that was to his right. Curiousity got the best of him and he started eavesdropping...His mother told him that eavesdropping was rude, but Molly Weasley wasn't there, was she? Molly Weasley and her stupid maroon jumper. He hated that jumper.
"Oh my god...I never experienced something good like that before...ahhh..." he heard some male voice say.
"Really? I can make it even better..." said a girls voice sexily. That voice belonged to...to...Ginny? Yeah, Ginny. WAIT- GINNY!? Ron's eyes widened and they were the size of two tennisballs. HIS BABY sister!! GINNY. Ron contiuned to listen...
"No you can't. There's nothing better than that."
"Are you sure, ferret?" said Ginny. MALFOY!! Ron's face turned a dangerous shade of magenta as he listened.
"Weaslette, what are you doing? I...You...Mhhh..." Malfoy started moaning. Ron's mouth opened and closed; he looked like a goldfish. Ginny. Ferret. Moaning. Classroom. Ugly Weasley Jumper.
"See? Say it."
"Ginny, nobody has ever done that as amazing as you just did..." SHE DID WHAT!? Ron burst into the room to find Ginny and Draco sitting on the floor.
"Hey Ron, d'ya want a cookie?" said Ginny smiling at her brother, pointening at the basket full of cookies, that was between Draco and her.
"Co-cokie?"
"Yep, cookie, Weasley. Now close the door, we're hiding from Potter."
"Hiding? Harry? WHAT IS GOING ON HERE!?"
"Draco and I made cookies and Harry stole some. We're hiding so we can eat them all by ourselves!" answered Ginny grinning.
"But-You, he, I mean, hate, moaning. Explain!"
"God Weasley, is there ANY brain left in that head of yours? Ginny and I are together and we made cookies, but Potter wants some and Ginny and I don't like to share. And I moaned, because Ginny put some chocolate sauce over my cookie. It's fantastic, you should try it sometime!"
"Really? My mom never allowed me to put chocolate sauce over my cookies...Wait...wait...Oh my god!! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!! YOU TWO ARE DATING!?"
"Cookie?" asked Ginny innocently.