Disclaimer: I don't own anything Harry Potter. For like the 70th billionth time. Sheesh.
A/N: Hmph. Never fear my little friends, I have returned. Germany was very, very good to me. I'm back for good now, so you won't be seeing 2 ½ month long breaks! Yeah. So big thanks to Marie, for beating this out of me. Because I was lost, but only for a little while.
JANUARY 6TH
9:29 am
Potions class…..lame….
I was doodling potential ways to enhance my crumblie catchers, when I felt something hit the back of my neck.
I was quite miffed.
9:31 am
Potions class….the floor…
While Slughorn was busy touching himself or something, I crawled under my desk to retrieve said projectile.
It was a note.
Ginny-
URGENT NEWS!
-Luna
9:36 am
Potions class….honestly…
Faithful Follower-
What?!?
-Your Master
9:47 am
Arctic Circle…..where else?
Gin-
I said, I had URGENT NEWS!
But…it can wait.
-Luna
9:49 am
Volcano…in the middle of my Potions class….
Really. When you tell someone you have URGENT NEWS, then you bloody well tell them.
In an urgent-ish manner.
I'm living in the Valley of the Deranged.
"…..and that's when they poked Harry with sticks."
"Right. So basically Paige, Ellen, and a group of hostile teenage girls went looking for Harry."
"Correct."
"They then described in detail what he "supposedly" did to me, and forced him to publicly apologize for his actions."
"Uh….yeah."
"Then they felt the need to summon props from the Charms classroom."
"Mmmhhmmm."
"Which resulted in Harry being poked by sticks."
"In a nutshell. Yeah."
"Wow Luna. I didn't think your stories could get any more ridiculous."
"That's not the worst of it."
"Ah, hell. Of course not."
"Paige and Ellen would like to coordinate a tactical meeting. You're supposed to meet them in the library in 20 minutes."
"Yeah right. And a highly praised religious icon is currently being held captive up in my dormitory."
…….
"Oh. Bullocks."
11:12 am
Library…..free time/tactical meeting……
Look where I've found myself once again.
Not necessarily a tactical meeting, but just a crap place in general.
This is worse then the attic, loo, and closet full of knickers all rolled into one.
The Twit Twins have been gagging on words too big for them for the past 12 minutes and 16 seconds.
I've been keeping time in my head. This is not at all easy.
11:14 am
Library….following my own commands……
Luna is actually paying attention in a Hermione-ish sort of way.
They've been fanning about for like 14 minutes and 3….uh….4...seconds now.
Sodding ridiculous. That's why I've abandoned the sad lot of them.
Bloody hell! Bless my knickers!
I think I see Hermione and Ron.
Which means…..
11:16 am
Library bookcase…..hiding…..
I'm round the edge of the bookcase now. I'm surrounded by the most useless books in wizarding history.
102 Ways to Safely Remove Unwanted Hair on Your Arm, Leg, Chin, Ankle, Nostril, Upper Lip, Earlobe, Bellybutton, Hand, Back, and Armpit.
This is in a library, why?
Oh. Sweet. Baby. Jesus.
Ughhmhgugmmmghhhhgm.
"Hello, Ginny. You can come out now."
"Right. Just havin' a look is all."
"I see. Having trouble removing that ankle hair again?"
"Very funny, Hermione."
"Honestly. What were you doing?"
"Well, I saw you and lover boy and I decided to come round and have a little chat."
"Nice to see you too, Ginevra."
"Ron, kiss my ar-"
"Hey, Gin."
"-sessss. Ah. Harry."
"Could we go for a walk?"
"I'm not fallin' for that again…."
"Really, Ginny. I'd just like to discuss some current events."
"I don't have a choice do I?"
"No, you don't."
11:28 am
Forbidden Forest…waiting…
Harry's gone off to do a "security check" which I know is code.
He's really looking for mad girls with sticks.
Who are only waiting for the perfect moment to strike him down.
Ahhhh. Good times.
11:30 am
Forbidden Forest….tree stump…
Ugh. This is very rude.
You don't go tramping off, only to leave a poor and defenseless little girl behind!
And, I'm freezing my knickers off! It's like 39 degrees below out here! Fuck!
I have subconsciously begun to tap my foot.
Either it's a sign of my frustration, or a sad attempt to raise my body's temperature and stave off frostbite.
"Where have you been? My knickers have frozen to this tree stump!"
"I've been gone for like three minutes, Gin."
"And in those three minutes, my knickers and this tree stump have become one."
"Let me try something."
"Figures. Pick the easy way. Lift me off the stump….typical."
"Can we talk now?"
"Depends. Are you going to apologize for leaving me?"
"Are you going to apologize for that prat Ravenclaw?"
"Are you going to apologize for that imposter Baby Jesus?"
"Are you going to apologize for turning a rouge group of girls on me? Twice?!?"
"I didn't plan the second attack."
"Does that mean you're sorry?"
"Why don't we stop messing about the bush?"
"What?"
"Get to the point, Harry!"
"Right. I just wanted to say, that I really lo-"
"Harry Potter, sir!"
"Dobby! What is it?"
"It can't be that important. Give us five minutes. Continue, Harry."
"Hang on, Gin. Breathe, Dobby. What happened?"
"Harry Potter told Dobby to watch over it and I was sir, I was! But Winky needed me, and now it's gone, sir!"
"Dobby! Stop it! Stop beating yourself on that stump!"
"Sorry Harry Potter, sir. Dobby is deeply sorry!"
"You know what I need you to do, right Dobby?"
"Yes."
"Go. Now."
"Harry what is all this rubbish about?"
"I need to go Gin. It's important."
"But-"
"I'll explain when I can. I promise."
12:02 pm
Loo...cubicle...
And that's when he walked away.
He left me and my frozen knickers out in the middle of the bloody Forbidden Forest.
12:04 pm
Loo…..cubicle….alone….
I fear I may have to harm Baby Jesus if this doesn't end well.
I just don't think I could bear to look at him day after day.
Even though he's strapped to my bed.
And pushed under it so that I can't see him.
12:05 pm
Loo…..cubicle….obviously….
It's a sad, sad cycle.
Hmph.
There is only one way to cheer me up.
"Ah, Andy. Fancy meeting you here!"
"Uh…Luna said you wanted to see me."
"She did? How funny. So, what are you up to these days?"
"Potions is really giving me a-"
"Would you like to take a walk?"
1:59 pm
Transfiguration…..shite….
Yeah. I'm going to Hell.
A/N: Yup. You know what to do...I'm sure I don't have to tell you at this point in the game. Wheeee!
