Chapter 2!
Pies and Going Psycho
Disclaimer: Don't own nothing 'cept the plot!
Living Room, 1:15,
Harry supposed to be here now! He is exactly 57 seconds late! What do you think happened! Have death eaters attacked? Have he and Sirius gotten into a car crash? Was he attacked by the killer garden gnomes that roam the countryside? Get a grip girl! I'm sure that the reason that they are now one minute and thirty-two seconds is completely reasonable but that doesn't stop me from hyperventilation! Alright now, breathe in, breathe out… Does anyone know the other innuendoes people could come up with, with that kind of mantra! Seriously!
Aaaaaanywho, if he's not here by 1:20, I'm going to go psycho! With worry of course. Not love. Definitely not love. I DO NOT LOVE HARRY POTTER! Don't look at me like that! Yes, I know you don't have a face but I can feel the waves of disbelief from here! Ha! I'm sticking my tongue out at you. Before I go psycho, I might as well tell you how my girly talk went with Hermione.
Hermione: "So what's up Gin?"
Me: "Oh nothing much, Harry's supposed to be here in like fifteen minutes!"
Hermione: "You're in love with him aren't you?"
Me: "What! When did we go from innocently talking about how he's going to be here in fifteen minutes to you accusing me of loving him!" I pointed my finger at her.
Hermione: "You are so in love with him"
Ginny: "Shut UP! Argh! Why don't you go shag Ron or something?"
Hermione: "Well he is a rather good one."
Ginny: "A good what?"
Hermione: "A good shag."
Ginny: "That's IT! It's bad enough that every time I open a door, you're flapping around like eels but now I have to hear about his sex life! I'm leaving!" And I slammed out the door. Now that I think of it… doing that was slightly out of line… Oh well can't dwell on the past now can we? No. OH MY GOD! ITS 1:20! You know what I'm not going to freak out. I'm going to calmly go to the kitchen and make a pie for when Harry gets here… THE DOORBELL JUST RANG I THINK HE'S HERE OH MY GOD!
Kitchen, 1:26,
False alarm kids! It was just Meaghan. She greeted everyone and put her suitcase up in my room. And when she came back down I pulled her into the kitchen and the conversation went something like this.
Meaghan: "Ginny why are we going into the kitchen? I felt like doing something spontaneous. Like making your brothers head explode or bursting into song not coming in the kitchen. Hey did you re-paint in here?"
Me: "Because I want to make a pie for Harry and you're going to help me and no, we didn't re-paint in here."
Meaghan: "Harry Potter right? Like that guy you've been in love with since first year? Why pie? Remember the last time I tried to make pie?"
Me: "I DO NOT LOVE HARRY POTTER! You don't have to touch to pie just sit and watch. I don't want you to make my kitchen explode again."
Meaghan: "Denial is the first stage… Can I eat the pie?"
Me: "No you cannot eat the pie. It's for Harry not you."
Meaghan: "What happens if he doesn't want pie?"
Me: "He'll want pie."
Meaghan: "Ok then, I think you should make apple pie."
Me: "No I'm making cherry."
Meaghan: "Harry would want apple soooo much more then cherry."
Me: "Too bad I'm making cherry."
Meaghan: "Apple."
Me: "Cherry"
Meaghan: "Apple."
Me: "Cherry"
Meaghan: "Apple."
Me: "Cherry"
Meaghan: "Apple."
Me: "Cherry"
Meaghan: "Apple."
Me: "Cherry"
Meaghan: "Apple."
Me: "Cherry"
Meaghan: "Apple."
Me: "Cherry"
Meaghan: "Cherry"
Me: "Apple"
Meaghan: "Cherry"
Me: "Apple"
Meaghan: "Cherry"
Me: "Apple"
Meaghan: "Cherry"
Me! ME! Wonderful ME: "WE'RE MAKING APPLE AND THAT'S FINAL!"
Meaghan: "Ok then."
A/N: Hey, I just needed to tell you that this is a joint partnership fic with with friend Inwe Elensar so its good. Please Review!