What's Wrong With Weird?
By: Lady Lily
I'm baaaaaacccckkkkkk....! LoL. I owe the biggest of thanks to AuthorByNight for giving me the idea for this story. I owe you everything. And, thanks to my reviewers, though in that area, I am a little depressed b/c I only got 12 reviews for both chapter and I almost took myself off FF.net, feeling that there was no need to be here. sniff But, I came back, feeling that my 12 loyal readers would miss me. Was I right? Well, It is now summer so I will have more time to write.
Disclaimer: Her Highness J.K. Rowling bows out of respect owns all of the Harry potter characters and locations. If you sue me, I send you my two, very lazy and piggy, cats. That's all you could get out of me, sorry.
3How's Sirius doing?3
You know what? Just because there is magic coursing through your viens and you can transfigure objects into anything doesn't mean that you could get what you want. Even though you can change the colors of whatever you want, cure acne with the pus of a plant and play sports on broomsticks about 50 feet in the air doesn't mean that you can get 5 minutes to talk to the man you love. No, of course not.
Do you need an explanation? Sorry. So, you all remember that the famous Harry Potter said that me and him, little Ginny potter (basically a no one) and The Boy Who Lived (you know, the one that I dream about each night with amazing, endless emerald eyes) where planning on having a simple, private, conversation. So far, there have been 3 attempts in the past three days and no actual conversation. Here are the interruptions, in order:
1st - Harry and I were just sitting down when Ron comes over, grabs his arm, and says, "Come on Harry, you need to play me in spit, I almost got the hangf of it." Harry willingly goes of with Ron, not a second glance towards me.
2nd - Once again, just as we were about to sit down, Fred and George run over and grab him with them saying that they invented a new 3W prank and they want him so see it's reaction. He jumps up and runs off with them, not looking back, once again.
3rd - Sitting down an a bench in the backyard to talk (sensing a pattern?), an owl comes by and drops a letter in his lap. he jumps up and runs into the house yelling, "Ron, Snuffles wrote back!"
So, by now, I am pretty p.o-ed at him. I mean, I can understand it a little (not saying I like it) when he's dragged off by anyone of my brothers, but over a measly letter from Sirius?!?! It's just like, bye-bye self-confidence, see ya in my eighties! Oh, yes, in case you were kind of wondering, I do know about Sirius Black being Harry's godfather and not being tha one to betray the Potters. You'd have to be stupid to not have realixed it. Harry, Ron and Hermione go around talking about Snuffles and Buckbeak doing okay and staying out of trouble. I heard the story about how Hagrid's Hippogriff Buckbeak and Sirius Black escaped the same night. i also heard the story Harry and them were telling Dumbledore and Mr. Fudge around that time. I'm not an idiot, and I figure you must be if you couldn't have connected those clues.
Sorry, I might've gotten a little off-topic there. Back to the matter at hand, Harry and I have not gotten one chance to speak. So I have decided to take matters into my own hands. Tonight, after everyone (save me) has fallen asleep, I am going to talk with Harry. I will wake him up (Ron will be safely sleeping, he's like a log at night.) and bring him outside. I will have my conversation with him.
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So, at the moment, it is 12:00 midnight. Can you believe that Fred and George wouldn't go to sleep till now? I mean, what are they trying to do, torture me? Probably. Sorry, I can't help but get off-topic.
Anyways, I'm creeping along the corridor towards Ron's room. The door (thank Merlin) is open a bit so I don't have to bother with creaky handles. I see Harry in the closest bed (thanks to Merlin again) so I tip-toe over and begin gently shaking him.
"Harry? Come on, you're coming downstairs with me," I whispered, praying that this wouldn't be that hard a task.
"I do?" "Yes, you have to come with me." "O.K"
Surprisingly enough, he got out of bed and followed me downstairs and outside. Someone must really be rooting for me tonight. Outside, I lead him to the bench by mum's new duckpond, devoid of ducks at the moment, and we sit. He looks at me and says,
"Hi Ginny."
"Hi Harry," I giggle, he's too funny when he's half asleep. But I need a good way to get him to pay attention so we can talk. Some way to wake him up. Then, suddenly, It's as if a lightbulb went off in my head. Of course. Why didn't I see it before? I look at him to see him looking straight at me with a drowsy look on his face.
"So Harry," I begin, being ever-so careful, "How's Sirius Doing?"
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Sorry for that cliffhanger and sorry for the fact that this chapter seems incredibly short. I'll try to make the next one longer. Now, for the reviewers (however few):
Aurora Borealis
Rain93
~Flower Crystal~
Breanna
AuthorByNight (thanks again)
Sweet Tal (is it really spelt "weird"? I was sure it was 'wierd'. Now I'm all confused.)
Now, to introduce you to a friend of mine. Her name is Review Box (her parents weren't that creative) and she lives at the bottom of this page. Use her to make me smile, please. Actually, I figure that I will impose a 3 reviews = a new chapter rule. Yeah, that might work. Unless it shows me that I'm unloved.
By: Lady Lily
I'm baaaaaacccckkkkkk....! LoL. I owe the biggest of thanks to AuthorByNight for giving me the idea for this story. I owe you everything. And, thanks to my reviewers, though in that area, I am a little depressed b/c I only got 12 reviews for both chapter and I almost took myself off FF.net, feeling that there was no need to be here. sniff But, I came back, feeling that my 12 loyal readers would miss me. Was I right? Well, It is now summer so I will have more time to write.
Disclaimer: Her Highness J.K. Rowling bows out of respect owns all of the Harry potter characters and locations. If you sue me, I send you my two, very lazy and piggy, cats. That's all you could get out of me, sorry.
3How's Sirius doing?3
You know what? Just because there is magic coursing through your viens and you can transfigure objects into anything doesn't mean that you could get what you want. Even though you can change the colors of whatever you want, cure acne with the pus of a plant and play sports on broomsticks about 50 feet in the air doesn't mean that you can get 5 minutes to talk to the man you love. No, of course not.
Do you need an explanation? Sorry. So, you all remember that the famous Harry Potter said that me and him, little Ginny potter (basically a no one) and The Boy Who Lived (you know, the one that I dream about each night with amazing, endless emerald eyes) where planning on having a simple, private, conversation. So far, there have been 3 attempts in the past three days and no actual conversation. Here are the interruptions, in order:
1st - Harry and I were just sitting down when Ron comes over, grabs his arm, and says, "Come on Harry, you need to play me in spit, I almost got the hangf of it." Harry willingly goes of with Ron, not a second glance towards me.
2nd - Once again, just as we were about to sit down, Fred and George run over and grab him with them saying that they invented a new 3W prank and they want him so see it's reaction. He jumps up and runs off with them, not looking back, once again.
3rd - Sitting down an a bench in the backyard to talk (sensing a pattern?), an owl comes by and drops a letter in his lap. he jumps up and runs into the house yelling, "Ron, Snuffles wrote back!"
So, by now, I am pretty p.o-ed at him. I mean, I can understand it a little (not saying I like it) when he's dragged off by anyone of my brothers, but over a measly letter from Sirius?!?! It's just like, bye-bye self-confidence, see ya in my eighties! Oh, yes, in case you were kind of wondering, I do know about Sirius Black being Harry's godfather and not being tha one to betray the Potters. You'd have to be stupid to not have realixed it. Harry, Ron and Hermione go around talking about Snuffles and Buckbeak doing okay and staying out of trouble. I heard the story about how Hagrid's Hippogriff Buckbeak and Sirius Black escaped the same night. i also heard the story Harry and them were telling Dumbledore and Mr. Fudge around that time. I'm not an idiot, and I figure you must be if you couldn't have connected those clues.
Sorry, I might've gotten a little off-topic there. Back to the matter at hand, Harry and I have not gotten one chance to speak. So I have decided to take matters into my own hands. Tonight, after everyone (save me) has fallen asleep, I am going to talk with Harry. I will wake him up (Ron will be safely sleeping, he's like a log at night.) and bring him outside. I will have my conversation with him.
**********
So, at the moment, it is 12:00 midnight. Can you believe that Fred and George wouldn't go to sleep till now? I mean, what are they trying to do, torture me? Probably. Sorry, I can't help but get off-topic.
Anyways, I'm creeping along the corridor towards Ron's room. The door (thank Merlin) is open a bit so I don't have to bother with creaky handles. I see Harry in the closest bed (thanks to Merlin again) so I tip-toe over and begin gently shaking him.
"Harry? Come on, you're coming downstairs with me," I whispered, praying that this wouldn't be that hard a task.
"I do?" "Yes, you have to come with me." "O.K"
Surprisingly enough, he got out of bed and followed me downstairs and outside. Someone must really be rooting for me tonight. Outside, I lead him to the bench by mum's new duckpond, devoid of ducks at the moment, and we sit. He looks at me and says,
"Hi Ginny."
"Hi Harry," I giggle, he's too funny when he's half asleep. But I need a good way to get him to pay attention so we can talk. Some way to wake him up. Then, suddenly, It's as if a lightbulb went off in my head. Of course. Why didn't I see it before? I look at him to see him looking straight at me with a drowsy look on his face.
"So Harry," I begin, being ever-so careful, "How's Sirius Doing?"
«»«»«»«»«»«»«»«»«»«»«»«»«»«»
Sorry for that cliffhanger and sorry for the fact that this chapter seems incredibly short. I'll try to make the next one longer. Now, for the reviewers (however few):
Aurora Borealis
Rain93
~Flower Crystal~
Breanna
AuthorByNight (thanks again)
Sweet Tal (is it really spelt "weird"? I was sure it was 'wierd'. Now I'm all confused.)
Now, to introduce you to a friend of mine. Her name is Review Box (her parents weren't that creative) and she lives at the bottom of this page. Use her to make me smile, please. Actually, I figure that I will impose a 3 reviews = a new chapter rule. Yeah, that might work. Unless it shows me that I'm unloved.