I just realized i cut off my own sentence back there.
Disclaimer: still own nothing. I'm literately homeless.
Peeling the tape off, she quickly caught the object before it fell. It was a small, metal rune engraved ring with a little symbol etched on it. There was what looked to be half of an up arrow except there was no left line coming out from the top. It didn't seem to have anything special about it, but there was something strange that attracted Ginny. Without giving it a second thought, she slipped it onto her middle finger.
Immediately the room filled with intolerable noise. Voices filled the silent void as quickly as filling a glass of water. It grew steadily louder, and Ginny screamed attempting to cover her ears, but the babble was not to be stopped. It flooded over her, suffocating her every thought, pushing into her brain. She tried to listen to the actual words she heard, but it was a tangled mess not to be deciphered. Suddenly she became acutely aware of a burning pain creeping up her right arm. She glanced down at the ring, and ripped it off. It came away easily and the voices died down. Sweaty and frantic, she wiped her brow just as a boy came dashing up the stairs.
The look he gave her was of true madness. "Weren't you just screaming?" By the looks of it he was probably a first year, couldn't be older than 11 or 12.
Regaining her calm she replied, "What are you talking about? There's no one here except me and I certainly wasn't screaming." and tried to return his gawk with an equally puzzled expression.
She was never the best liar under pressure, and the boy was skeptical. "I know I heard screeching, and it was definitely coming from up here," he scowled, "If you're one of those creeps harassing the owls I will get Professor Sprout." His threat was almost laughable. Obviously this kid thought she was one of those students caught before break trying to get owls to mate with some confiscated flobberworms.
Fighting back a smile, she said, "Don't worry I have no interest in playing God and creating my own super spec—" she was interrupted by the screams of a Howler coming from the courtyard below. The voice of an angry woman carried up to the tower and echoed throughout the owlrey.
"Is that what you were hearing?" She thought fast, "because I think that's the third one that girl got today. Something about bewitching her friend I think." It worked. The boy went over to the window hoping to see what was going on below. He is nosy. She silently slipped the ring into the hatbox and strolled out the door.
As soon as she was safely back at the commons, she took the ring out to examine it again. It was still a little warm, but something about it gave her this strange feeling. As she stared at it, she was entranced by the design.
"Is this what you got from Fred and George?" Her head shot up to see Harry grinning widely with the hat draped crookedly over his messy hair. "Why would you want to cover up your pretty red hair, especially with this?" He glanced—did he just call her pretty— in the mirror and smiled. "Well I guess it is rather dashing. I do admire their selection." She had to admit he was pretty freaking adorable.
He looked back at her, and noticed what she was holding. "What is that?"
agh, ok im out of time, im just going to post this and get back to it later.