Chapter 2: Witchly
I finally caught up to Ginny, slightly out of breath. It's kinda hard to chase after someone when all I'm wearing was a towel. As I passed the corridor, above me I heard Fred giving me a catchall, I turned a bright red. This wasn't how I wanted to start this year off with.
Frustrated, I looked around for Ginny. I heard her giggling behind a closed door. Frustrated I swung the door open, Ron, Harry, and Hermione had managed to find Ginny quicker than I had.
Ginny was kneeling on the bed, with my bag by her side. Hermione sat crossed legged next to her. I looked at Ginny showing my frustration. She laughed and threw me my clothes. She then proceeded to look thought my bag, I was too exhausted to stop her so I just stood there looking
.She was handing Hermione my stuff after examining them, an enormous pile was forming around them, "Who's this?" Ginny said holding up a picture. "It's my family" I responded. Smiling she said they looked wonderful, I smiled the return. She passed it on to Hermione, who took it and admired it. "Where are they now?" she said looking up at me.
Sadly smiling I told her, that they had passed away years ago, She blushed bright red and looked down, muttering her apology. I reassured her, telling her it was fine. She was still red, but she smiled at me, still trying to stop her eyes from wandering anywhere else. My attention turned back to Ginny, who was now giggling at a magazine she had taken out of my bag. "Whats this hu?" she said holding up a copy of the Witchy in her hand (Witchey would be like, a muggle playboy). The Photo of a stunning witch was moving around the page playing Quidditch, except, she was wearing nothing but her underwear.
My face went extremely red, but it was nothing compared to Hermione who had apparently turned even redder. Harry was on the bed laughing, Ron had made his way over to his sister trying the get a better look at the cover.
"I got it from Malfoy" I muttered under my breath, which isn't a complete lie, I had gotten it from Malfoy, but I left the part out in which I had traded him a bunch of my Playboys in return for his selection of Witchy, ( what ? guys gotta do, what guys gotta do).
"Okay, okay, I said grabbing my stuff and stuffing it in my bag. Ginny laugh and gave me my magazine back. Before I made my way to the door, Ron tapped me on my sholder and asked if he could have a look at it whilst I was here, I laugh and said as long as you keep it clean", Now both Hermione and Ron were red. But I couldn't understand why Hermione had gotten so red in the first place.
Finally, clothed I made my way downstairs, making sure to keep my stuff and my broomstick carefully tucked under my bed, to make sure Ginny didn't come round poking her nose in my stuff. But I had a feeling Ron would come round looking for the magazine sometime soon. It was already turning 12 by the time I came down. With all the chaos I had forgotten to eat breakfast, my stomach was rubbing very loudly as I entered the dining room.