(The quote thing on the back of the necklace? Yeah... I have a necklace just like that...
SO I OWN THE IDEA! ('Cept for the quote. Part of that I got from a book, the rest is ALL MINE!)
(Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN NOTHIN'! 'Cept for Artimis and The Roomies. And don't forget the necklace, which I am sure you
haven't.)
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Percy Weasley walked out of the Common room with a sigh, as he had on so many days. His bookbag slung over his
shoulder, he headed towards the Quidditch Field. Gryffindor vs. Slytherin.
"Go lions." He murmered flatly to himself. Artimis proceeded to chatch up with him.
"..'Lo, Percival." Percy grinned as she called him by his real name.
"Hello, Artimis," he began. "and I bet you anything Penny's going to be cheering for Slytherin."
A look came over her face, such a look that even the "Smart and Talented" Percival Weasley couldn't place.
"Still have it for her, don't you?"
"No!" He said, and the look on her face dissapeared.
They soon got to the Place were Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and The Twins were sitting. Draco Malfoy was tormenting Ginny.
"Yes, shame your father died, isn't it? Well, you'll be next, all of you. There's nothing that some fooling goody-goody
orphans can do about it now... wait... I forgot, Granger. You're not not a orphan. You're worse. A mudblood. And---HEY
YOU STUPID GIRL, GET AWAY FROM ME!"
Ginny had pounced on Draco. She beated him continually with her pale little fists. Two black eyes, several bruses, and
a not serverly sprained foot.
"GODDAMMIT! STOP HITTING ME!" And with a all mighty lurch, she pushed her off of him.down a flight of stairs, and, sporting a black eye,
called up to Percy.
"I was standing in the light, Percy. It felt wonderful." She then passed out Draco and his croonies ran off, and the all the others had to hold Percy and Ron back from following
them.
(A/N: You though Ginny was done for sure there when she said that, right?... Well, I'm feeling happier than usual today.)
^..Bout thirty minutes later...^
"She was PROVOKED, Proffessor. They were bad mouthing Hermione... and talking about the---" Ron was inturrupted by Proffessor Dumbledore.
"I know that, Mr. Weasley. Please tell me, what happened in general."
"Well, after they PROVOKED her to do so, she jumped on Ma---Mr. Malfoy." They were in the hospital wing, and Ron was filling The Head master in on
"Who started it."
"She began to beat him up and all, and he hit her back, and tossed her down a whole stairway. And then, she called up to Percy, and said, obviously
delirious, 'I was standing in the light, Percy. It felt wonderful.' And then she passed out. We brought her here."
"You know that necklace around her neck, Mr. Weasley?"
"Yeah. It's been in the family for a while now. Why?"
"It has--"
"--An inscription on the back. In French." Percy had been listening to the light buzz of conversation between the Head Master. Percy was sitting by the bed Ginny
was sleeping an enchanted sleep on now, clutching her hand lightly. Artimis sat by Percy, and reaching for his hand, held it in a firm, comforting grip. He looked up at her, a
mildly surprised twinge of a grin on his face, and he gave her hand a light squeeze.
The twins, Hermione, and sat on the other side of the bed, looking at Ginny. Ron and Dumbledore sat in a far corner.
"A part of the inscription says 'When you are standing in the light, then is the only time to act.' 15 points from Gryffindor because she was provoked, and 35 points from
Slytherin because they provoked her and they rose to the occasion. Ginny shall wake in two hours. I bid all of you good day..."
He stood, turned to leave, but, turned around, as if just remembering something. His eyes were twinkling.
"Oh, yes. Gryffindor beat Slytherin. You got fifty points to your house. Harry, good job on chatching the snitch... and the first three minutes into the game!"
The wise man turned to talk to Severus Snape about the house points.
"That puts Gryffindor in the lead, then." Ron said, for the VERY first time, sounding unexited about this.
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Ginny did indeed wake up
two hours later. It was a joyous event. Ron
hugged her and congradgulated her on
"Finally putting that git in his
place." In his own words.
We had a bit of a party
there, and Ginny, having had her black
eye and broken leg and arm mended,
got up and walked around.
Today she went into the castle
and people are looking at her with a new respect.
I and Artimis are a rumored "Couple" now.
I guess everything is okay for right now.
But some Slytherins have made a show out of me
talking in my sleep but I don't care.
Penelope stole my old Journal, and that's why
I am writing in this new book.
I turned my old copy of "1st Year Transfiguration" into a new and way bigger
journal. Penelope must have handed the journal to the Slytherins
because they are now reading large excerpts of my journal outloud to
roars of laughter.
I am going up to the tower more often now.
But I have to be very careful not to drop into sleep like I did last time.
I must go to sleep now.
'Night.
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He stuffed the book under his matress and drifted of into sleep.
SO I OWN THE IDEA! ('Cept for the quote. Part of that I got from a book, the rest is ALL MINE!)
(Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN NOTHIN'! 'Cept for Artimis and The Roomies. And don't forget the necklace, which I am sure you
haven't.)
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Percy Weasley walked out of the Common room with a sigh, as he had on so many days. His bookbag slung over his
shoulder, he headed towards the Quidditch Field. Gryffindor vs. Slytherin.
"Go lions." He murmered flatly to himself. Artimis proceeded to chatch up with him.
"..'Lo, Percival." Percy grinned as she called him by his real name.
"Hello, Artimis," he began. "and I bet you anything Penny's going to be cheering for Slytherin."
A look came over her face, such a look that even the "Smart and Talented" Percival Weasley couldn't place.
"Still have it for her, don't you?"
"No!" He said, and the look on her face dissapeared.
They soon got to the Place were Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and The Twins were sitting. Draco Malfoy was tormenting Ginny.
"Yes, shame your father died, isn't it? Well, you'll be next, all of you. There's nothing that some fooling goody-goody
orphans can do about it now... wait... I forgot, Granger. You're not not a orphan. You're worse. A mudblood. And---HEY
YOU STUPID GIRL, GET AWAY FROM ME!"
Ginny had pounced on Draco. She beated him continually with her pale little fists. Two black eyes, several bruses, and
a not serverly sprained foot.
"GODDAMMIT! STOP HITTING ME!" And with a all mighty lurch, she pushed her off of him.down a flight of stairs, and, sporting a black eye,
called up to Percy.
"I was standing in the light, Percy. It felt wonderful." She then passed out Draco and his croonies ran off, and the all the others had to hold Percy and Ron back from following
them.
(A/N: You though Ginny was done for sure there when she said that, right?... Well, I'm feeling happier than usual today.)
^..Bout thirty minutes later...^
"She was PROVOKED, Proffessor. They were bad mouthing Hermione... and talking about the---" Ron was inturrupted by Proffessor Dumbledore.
"I know that, Mr. Weasley. Please tell me, what happened in general."
"Well, after they PROVOKED her to do so, she jumped on Ma---Mr. Malfoy." They were in the hospital wing, and Ron was filling The Head master in on
"Who started it."
"She began to beat him up and all, and he hit her back, and tossed her down a whole stairway. And then, she called up to Percy, and said, obviously
delirious, 'I was standing in the light, Percy. It felt wonderful.' And then she passed out. We brought her here."
"You know that necklace around her neck, Mr. Weasley?"
"Yeah. It's been in the family for a while now. Why?"
"It has--"
"--An inscription on the back. In French." Percy had been listening to the light buzz of conversation between the Head Master. Percy was sitting by the bed Ginny
was sleeping an enchanted sleep on now, clutching her hand lightly. Artimis sat by Percy, and reaching for his hand, held it in a firm, comforting grip. He looked up at her, a
mildly surprised twinge of a grin on his face, and he gave her hand a light squeeze.
The twins, Hermione, and sat on the other side of the bed, looking at Ginny. Ron and Dumbledore sat in a far corner.
"A part of the inscription says 'When you are standing in the light, then is the only time to act.' 15 points from Gryffindor because she was provoked, and 35 points from
Slytherin because they provoked her and they rose to the occasion. Ginny shall wake in two hours. I bid all of you good day..."
He stood, turned to leave, but, turned around, as if just remembering something. His eyes were twinkling.
"Oh, yes. Gryffindor beat Slytherin. You got fifty points to your house. Harry, good job on chatching the snitch... and the first three minutes into the game!"
The wise man turned to talk to Severus Snape about the house points.
"That puts Gryffindor in the lead, then." Ron said, for the VERY first time, sounding unexited about this.
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Ginny did indeed wake up
two hours later. It was a joyous event. Ron
hugged her and congradgulated her on
"Finally putting that git in his
place." In his own words.
We had a bit of a party
there, and Ginny, having had her black
eye and broken leg and arm mended,
got up and walked around.
Today she went into the castle
and people are looking at her with a new respect.
I and Artimis are a rumored "Couple" now.
I guess everything is okay for right now.
But some Slytherins have made a show out of me
talking in my sleep but I don't care.
Penelope stole my old Journal, and that's why
I am writing in this new book.
I turned my old copy of "1st Year Transfiguration" into a new and way bigger
journal. Penelope must have handed the journal to the Slytherins
because they are now reading large excerpts of my journal outloud to
roars of laughter.
I am going up to the tower more often now.
But I have to be very careful not to drop into sleep like I did last time.
I must go to sleep now.
'Night.
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He stuffed the book under his matress and drifted of into sleep.