200- U & Ur Hand (Ginny/Katie)
Every once in a while, Ginny, Luna, Katie, and a few other girls from the Harpies and The Quibb (as The Quibbler was know known) would head into London for a night out. It had started as a way to relax, but it was now a tradition.
"Incoming," Katie said, taking a sip of her drink.
"He's coming for Ginny," Luna said. "Oh, and it looks like he's roped his friend into talking to one of us so that he can talk to Ginny."
Everyone waited for the men to walk up. After about three of these nights, they had all figured out not to bet against Luna's creepily accurate intuition. Sure enough, the small portly fellow sidled up to Reggie (the Harpies' captain) and the skinny, weedy looking one went straight to Ginny.
"What's a fine looking lass like you doing in a dump like this?" he asked.
"Waiting for my girlfriend to buy me another drink," Ginny said, pulling Katie closer.
"Oh, that's the way of it?"
"'fraid so. Why don't you take tiny and go back to your mates."
The man pulled his friend away.
"That's number twenty for Ginny. Next round's on her!" Katie said, laughing.