Harry looked at the cerulean pieces of blown glass that littered the floor. He looked nervously at Ginny as he pulled out his wand and muttered,"Reparo."
He waited a few moments after the brilliant blue vase was repaired before picking it up and examining it. Just as he predicted, the cracks on the azure vase were clearly visible.
"What are we going to do?" Ginny asked, sounding slightly desperate, "That was her favourite vase!"
"I think we should tell her," Harry said gravely, imagining the anger that Molly Weasley could display,"I mean, we're both adults, and we should be mature, and tell her the truth. That the vase was broken while we were playing Quidditch inside."
Ginny seemed to ponder his words before a large grin spread across her face before she said, "Or we could blame it on Ron."
"That's good too," Harry agreed, with a smile.
A/N: Another 150 drabble. Please Review!