Chapter Twelve: The Good Advice
Ginny left Penny after she was sure that Penny was fast asleep. Sneaking into her own bed, Ginny could not sleep. Even though it was fairly early, the pair had gone through a lot together. Restless, Ginny got up and grabbed Penny's torn robes. Ginny sat in bed and decided to mend them, hoping it would send her to sleep and not allow her to worry about any other nonsense. Using her wand, she whispered 'fabricatumulis' and slowly, the tip of the wand emitted a small blue network of glowing lines. Into this Ginny fed a length of thread and used the wand to seal up the many tears.
Her diligence got her all of the seams and tears fixed, but when she emerged from the bed, it was late and the dormitory was dark. The other students had come crashing in, but had somehow not disturbed the pair. Ginny had thought about Kat and Annabelle as she mended Penny's robes. Harry Potter kept on entering her thoughts too, but this was a familiar daydream that had plagued her since her childhood; Harry would be carrying her simpering frame away from all of her troubles and they would end up happy, married and together for the rest of their lives. She blushed at the idea now she thought about it, feeling a pang of pain in her chest too.
Ginny decided that Kat and Annabelle should help her beat up that brat Malfoy soon. The sooner the better. Oh, how she hated him. But even this anger was overshadowed by the gnawing fear that the Snaggle was after her soul. Hagrid had told her to keep happy. Ginny smiled to herself as she imagined Malfoy neck deep in a pit of snakes. That smile stayed on her face for quite a while.
Ginny hung the repaired robe on the chair by Penny's bed and slipped out into the common room. To her surprise, Colin Creevey and Neville Longbottom were still up chatting, whilst Harry and Ron played chess in the far corner.
"Hi sis. Good night?" called Ron as Harry inadvertedly let another of his knights get slain by Ron's defence.
"Yeah. Really different," managed Ginny, "We got into all kinds of adventures with Penny. You guys?"
Harry cursed as Ron deftly moved up reinforcements on the board. "Quiet night really. We went into Hogsmeade. Ha! Heard about Malfoy?" smirked Ron.
"No?" smiled Ginny numbly. She padded over to a chair near Ron and sat down furtively. "What happened?"
"He got bitten by a snake! Didn't die though, but we heard his face got bloated up and turned bright red. A little Green Puffa got him as he was picking on some first years outside the Three ' Sticks. Oh, it made our night didn't it Harry?"
Harry turned around to face Ginny and looked as though he was finally losing interest in the game. "What? Oh yeah. Malfoy's ok now of course, but he was in such a bad mood when he got back that old Filch caught him kicking the toilet doors in anger that he also earned himself detention too!" The boys laughed. Ginny smiled and caught herself staring at Harry as her resumed his study of the chess board. The faithful pieces had gathered around the king, who was giving an impressive speech, but the pawns had yet to see a win under Harry and were idly chatting and smoking and did not take much notice. Ginny smiled to herself. Malfoy in a pit of snakes? And tonight he gets bitten, how ironic!
Ginny bit her lip and leaned close to Harry. Harry paused as he was about to make his move, frozen with the startling actions of Ron's shy little sister.
"Harry?" she purred close to his ear.
"Oh Ginny, what is it?" grumbled Harry, reclining away from Ginny. He was used to her pestering her and had become as tired of her as he was of Colin.
"Move you bishop to check his queen. Double check." whispered Ginny. Straightening up, she smiled sweetly at Ron. "Don't get over confident Ron," she giggled. And with that, she winked at Harry and returned to a seat with Colin and Neville. Harry smiled to himself and his king spread the news. The pawns cheered and patted their faithful bishop on the back.
Colin was chatting inanely about what he had seen at Hogsmeade tonight. Neville stood up as Ginny approached and sat down cheerfully when Ginny did so.
"Hello Ginny. How are you?" he asked politely.
"Oh, I could not be better." she grinned maliciously. "And you two party animals? How are you tonight." The boys coughed nervously.
"Oh well," yawned Colin, "busy day tomorrow, see you then Ginny." With that, he got up and went to bed.
Ron was casting evil accusing glances at Ginny as she stood up and sat next to Neville. Harry beamed at her, which secretly thrilled Ginny no end.
"Neville?" she asked when she sat down.
"Yes. Ginny?" he managed.
"How would you avenge someone hurting your best friend?"
"Erm... Dunno why?"
"Oh come on! Say if I beat up Ron..."
"...as if..." called out nosey Ron.
"...shut-up Ron! Say if I hit him. How would you as a friend retaliate?"
"He'd hit them back wouldn't you Neville?" called Ron.
"I would make them make a fool of themselves," called out Harry. "That's what I'd do with Malfoy anyway. Not much of a challenge, but it never fails!" and the two boys laughed at this.
Neville sat in deep thought, staring into Ginny's eyes all the while. Eventually, he admitted "Revenge would only worsen it. Love them back I say."
Ginny sneered. "Oh Neville, you are so wet sometimes!" and promptly went to bed.
Ginny left Penny after she was sure that Penny was fast asleep. Sneaking into her own bed, Ginny could not sleep. Even though it was fairly early, the pair had gone through a lot together. Restless, Ginny got up and grabbed Penny's torn robes. Ginny sat in bed and decided to mend them, hoping it would send her to sleep and not allow her to worry about any other nonsense. Using her wand, she whispered 'fabricatumulis' and slowly, the tip of the wand emitted a small blue network of glowing lines. Into this Ginny fed a length of thread and used the wand to seal up the many tears.
Her diligence got her all of the seams and tears fixed, but when she emerged from the bed, it was late and the dormitory was dark. The other students had come crashing in, but had somehow not disturbed the pair. Ginny had thought about Kat and Annabelle as she mended Penny's robes. Harry Potter kept on entering her thoughts too, but this was a familiar daydream that had plagued her since her childhood; Harry would be carrying her simpering frame away from all of her troubles and they would end up happy, married and together for the rest of their lives. She blushed at the idea now she thought about it, feeling a pang of pain in her chest too.
Ginny decided that Kat and Annabelle should help her beat up that brat Malfoy soon. The sooner the better. Oh, how she hated him. But even this anger was overshadowed by the gnawing fear that the Snaggle was after her soul. Hagrid had told her to keep happy. Ginny smiled to herself as she imagined Malfoy neck deep in a pit of snakes. That smile stayed on her face for quite a while.
Ginny hung the repaired robe on the chair by Penny's bed and slipped out into the common room. To her surprise, Colin Creevey and Neville Longbottom were still up chatting, whilst Harry and Ron played chess in the far corner.
"Hi sis. Good night?" called Ron as Harry inadvertedly let another of his knights get slain by Ron's defence.
"Yeah. Really different," managed Ginny, "We got into all kinds of adventures with Penny. You guys?"
Harry cursed as Ron deftly moved up reinforcements on the board. "Quiet night really. We went into Hogsmeade. Ha! Heard about Malfoy?" smirked Ron.
"No?" smiled Ginny numbly. She padded over to a chair near Ron and sat down furtively. "What happened?"
"He got bitten by a snake! Didn't die though, but we heard his face got bloated up and turned bright red. A little Green Puffa got him as he was picking on some first years outside the Three ' Sticks. Oh, it made our night didn't it Harry?"
Harry turned around to face Ginny and looked as though he was finally losing interest in the game. "What? Oh yeah. Malfoy's ok now of course, but he was in such a bad mood when he got back that old Filch caught him kicking the toilet doors in anger that he also earned himself detention too!" The boys laughed. Ginny smiled and caught herself staring at Harry as her resumed his study of the chess board. The faithful pieces had gathered around the king, who was giving an impressive speech, but the pawns had yet to see a win under Harry and were idly chatting and smoking and did not take much notice. Ginny smiled to herself. Malfoy in a pit of snakes? And tonight he gets bitten, how ironic!
Ginny bit her lip and leaned close to Harry. Harry paused as he was about to make his move, frozen with the startling actions of Ron's shy little sister.
"Harry?" she purred close to his ear.
"Oh Ginny, what is it?" grumbled Harry, reclining away from Ginny. He was used to her pestering her and had become as tired of her as he was of Colin.
"Move you bishop to check his queen. Double check." whispered Ginny. Straightening up, she smiled sweetly at Ron. "Don't get over confident Ron," she giggled. And with that, she winked at Harry and returned to a seat with Colin and Neville. Harry smiled to himself and his king spread the news. The pawns cheered and patted their faithful bishop on the back.
Colin was chatting inanely about what he had seen at Hogsmeade tonight. Neville stood up as Ginny approached and sat down cheerfully when Ginny did so.
"Hello Ginny. How are you?" he asked politely.
"Oh, I could not be better." she grinned maliciously. "And you two party animals? How are you tonight." The boys coughed nervously.
"Oh well," yawned Colin, "busy day tomorrow, see you then Ginny." With that, he got up and went to bed.
Ron was casting evil accusing glances at Ginny as she stood up and sat next to Neville. Harry beamed at her, which secretly thrilled Ginny no end.
"Neville?" she asked when she sat down.
"Yes. Ginny?" he managed.
"How would you avenge someone hurting your best friend?"
"Erm... Dunno why?"
"Oh come on! Say if I beat up Ron..."
"...as if..." called out nosey Ron.
"...shut-up Ron! Say if I hit him. How would you as a friend retaliate?"
"He'd hit them back wouldn't you Neville?" called Ron.
"I would make them make a fool of themselves," called out Harry. "That's what I'd do with Malfoy anyway. Not much of a challenge, but it never fails!" and the two boys laughed at this.
Neville sat in deep thought, staring into Ginny's eyes all the while. Eventually, he admitted "Revenge would only worsen it. Love them back I say."
Ginny sneered. "Oh Neville, you are so wet sometimes!" and promptly went to bed.