Amelia waved goodbye to Ophelia as she staggered off from Potions class to go to her next subject. 'Herbology, ugh,' she thought to herself.
As she entered the greenhouse, she scanned for a free lab spot. At that moment, Ginny's arm bounced into the air, beckoning Amelia over.
"Hey Ginny," Amelia breathed as she sat down her belongings and began to unpack.
"So, how was Potions?" Ginny rolled her eyes.
"Actually it wasn't too bad today," Amelia commented.
"What, Potions class, good? Did you finally ask Ron out or something?" she inclined.
Amelia gave her a "what do you think" sort of look. "You know how I feel about that Gin," she started, "he and Hermione are well—"
"Honestly, you've liked him forever. Plus, I have to tell you, he did have a thing for you before Hermione got all clingy to him."
"I know but—"
"— But what, what's the problem? She's not going to the ball with Ron, so why don't you?"
"I would," she said sarcastically, "but Ophelia is already finding me a date. Such a pity I know."
"Oh yeah," laughed Ginny, "then who is it?"
"Promise you won't laugh?" Amelia questioned.
"Promise."
"I mean really promise."
"Yeah, yeah, I promise okay." Stated Ginny impatiently
"Well it's not a solid thing yet, but…"
"Oh." Ginny stomped her foot. "Just say is already." She folded her arms in an annoyed way.
"George."
"My brother!" Ginny gasped.
"Shh, shh, keep it down," Amelia urged, "But yeah your brother. They think that it will make Ron jealous—"
"—Ah," Ginny shrieked, "That's bloody brilliant. Ron already envies the twins. I think it will work great!"
At that moment, Professor Sprout stamped into the room.
"Alright students," she started, "open your books to page 119."
Amelia gave Ginny a reluctant look and slowly flipped her book to the correct page. 'Great,' she thought, 'if only all classes were this fun.'