A/N: I don't feel right about typing without an author's note... I had roughly 1 and a half cups of sugar today, and I had to balance it out with a bacon sandwich! Weird, I know! Due to certain... erm... circumstances... I accidentally hit my self in a vital part. I passed out for about an hour. Doesn't life suck?
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Damy at the Burrow:
Chapter 1
I was awaken by a kiss to the cheek, and I saw Ron over top of me, smiling.
"Wake up, Damy. It's 7 in the morning."
I just stared at him.
"7 in the morning. Yeah. Man, I'm a late sleeper, huh? To sleep past 7..." I said sarcastically, turning back over and burying my face in the pilllow.
Ron just hit me with a pillow.
"Get up, or I'll be forced to do something drastic!"
"Like what?" I said, voice muffled through the pillow.
"This."
He turned me around, and saw my face. He then lofted a heavy snowball in it. Needless to say he ran.
"RONALD WEASELY! GET BACK HERE!"
My hair burst into flame, melting the snow into water vapor immediately, as I jumped up out of bed, my pajamas flapping. He giggled, and ran.
"GET BACK HERE!"
He tore down the steps to the common room, and I followed. He jumped deftly over a chair that I had barely been able to move out of my way.
"STOP IMMEDIATELY!"
Hair still ablaze, I followed his lead by jumping out of the portrait hole. He raced down another flight of stairs, and headed towards the quidditch field. I followed him, when he abruptly disappeared into thin air. I looked around, and I saw about 14 piles of snow around me. I felt a great sense of foreboding.
"ACCIO ROBE!"
My crimson robe zoomed towards me, and I caught it, and wrapped myself in it. I looked around, and I still felt that sense of foreboding.
"I have a feeling Missy is behind this..."
I heard a shrill giggle somewhere behind a pile of snow, and I cringed.
"LEON! KAIN!!!" I screamed, and my foot stamped down. Flame came from it, melting snow.
Two imps appeared before me, floating. One was tall and blue with horns and a long tail, and the other was maroon and fat, with a short tail, and a red wig.
"What's up?" Kain said. He was the blue one.
"I need your help."
Kain and Leon sweatdropped, just like in Anime cartoons. They had learned how to do it only a few days earlier, and it frustrated me that I couldn't do it.
"I have a feeling something bad's about to happen... A snowball ambush. The minute I try to run is when they'll spring, I bet! Now, your jobs are to gather snow, and make snowballs. Then, cover me while I run."
"Snow?" gasped Kain.
"But it's so cold, and unhealthy for me. WAY too cold, Damy. You're on your-SPLAT" his hoarse voice was interrupted by a large splat.
He was hit in the head with a snowball. Kain and I looked around worried, as Leon fell to the ground, dazed. Kain just waved at me, and faded away.
"Kain! You bastard! COME BACK HERE!"
I stared around in nervousness, and I didn't see anything. I was freaking myself out. My hair was still on fire, and flickered brighter.
!!WHIZ!!
A snowball missed my head by inches. Then, I noticed that it wasn't a snowball. It was Twinkles.
"Twinkles?"
I reached out and caught him, and noticed a letter in his... erm... talon-claw things. I pulled it out, and let him clutch on my shoulder, while I read it. It had unnerved me at first, but then I had let him. It's not often that you get a spider and owl cross that flies that perches on my shoulder.
"Dear Damy:
Ron's house? I'll miss you, even though Robert will keep me plenty company. You behave, and nothing Naaaahwteeeee."
I rolled my eyes at this.
"Anyways, I'll be sure to send your gifts with our REAL owl, Hoot-Hoot. Your damn Twinkles zoomed in the window and scared the crap out of me. ALWAYS warn me of that before hand, DAMY! Jeez. ANyways, I love you. Have fun over at Ron's!
Love,
Mom"
I cackled triumphantly, and waved the letter in Ron's general direction.
"Ron! I can come over for Chris-WHAP!!"
About 15 different snowballs flew in and smacked me, all at the same time. My hair went out and I stared in shock around me.
Missy, Fred, George, Draco, Harry, Hermione, Neville, Ginny, Crabbe, Goyle, Ron, Seamus, Dean, and Professor Riddle, my Great Grandfather, were all staring at me from behind a pile of snow. Whoosh was the sound of a second raid of snow flying at me. I was barely pulled down by Leon as Twinkles screeched, and flew towards Ron, spraying a web like fluid at him. A few snowballs hit, but others were more accurate. Twinkles was rapidly binding people up, as my hair flamed.
"SNOW FIGHT!"
Snow went everywhere, and we all pulled out of it about an hour later, all thoroughly soaked with the water from the snow. Missy, Fred, and George ran off to get dressed, and Ron and I talked while changing.
"So, Damy... What exactly were you gonna say about the letter that Twinkles sent you?"
"Mom said I can go and to your house for Christmas, Ron!" I said, excitedly. I was dressed in vivid green vinyl plastic pants that matched my hair, and I didn't have a shirt on yet.
"Really? WOW! That's so cool!" he said, and he jump-hugged me, and his legs straddled my waist. He was wearing only underwear. We were bouncing from happiness, and Seamus and Dean walked in, and saw us.
"Let's go, Seamus... Sorry for interrupting, guys!"
Dean pulled Seamus out by his arm, but he was rooted to the spot staring at us. Ron slipped and fell, and wound up bruising his back.
"Guys, we weren't doing anything, honestly!"
"Yeah! We were just celebrating about Christmas!" Ron helped.
Seamus' stare was echoed by Dean's.
"We saw."
Yet again, Ron wasn't helping. I frowned at him.
"I get to go to Ron's house for Christmas, guys!"
All of a sudden, Ron turned a white color, and ran down into the common room. He was trailed by loud groans as he ran back upstairs with Pig in his hands.
"I haven't asked Mum yet!"
This was an interesting turn of events.
"Erm... That was pretty dumb, Ron." Seamus said, grinning.
Seamus was absolutely correct.
"VERY dumb, Ron!" I said, hair ablaze.
He just stared at me.
"Well, I'm sorry! It just skipped my mind, you know! Snape was getting nastier, and the O.W.L.'s... I just... Well... Mum's gonna probably say yes, cause I scored higher than the twins. Just... be patient, okay?"
"Okay!" I said, cheerily. I could be patient to be with Ron.
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Next part will be out soon, guys, don't worry! Special thanks to Wyvern! Just because she's so cool! I LOVE YOU, WYV!
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Damy at the Burrow:
Chapter 1
I was awaken by a kiss to the cheek, and I saw Ron over top of me, smiling.
"Wake up, Damy. It's 7 in the morning."
I just stared at him.
"7 in the morning. Yeah. Man, I'm a late sleeper, huh? To sleep past 7..." I said sarcastically, turning back over and burying my face in the pilllow.
Ron just hit me with a pillow.
"Get up, or I'll be forced to do something drastic!"
"Like what?" I said, voice muffled through the pillow.
"This."
He turned me around, and saw my face. He then lofted a heavy snowball in it. Needless to say he ran.
"RONALD WEASELY! GET BACK HERE!"
My hair burst into flame, melting the snow into water vapor immediately, as I jumped up out of bed, my pajamas flapping. He giggled, and ran.
"GET BACK HERE!"
He tore down the steps to the common room, and I followed. He jumped deftly over a chair that I had barely been able to move out of my way.
"STOP IMMEDIATELY!"
Hair still ablaze, I followed his lead by jumping out of the portrait hole. He raced down another flight of stairs, and headed towards the quidditch field. I followed him, when he abruptly disappeared into thin air. I looked around, and I saw about 14 piles of snow around me. I felt a great sense of foreboding.
"ACCIO ROBE!"
My crimson robe zoomed towards me, and I caught it, and wrapped myself in it. I looked around, and I still felt that sense of foreboding.
"I have a feeling Missy is behind this..."
I heard a shrill giggle somewhere behind a pile of snow, and I cringed.
"LEON! KAIN!!!" I screamed, and my foot stamped down. Flame came from it, melting snow.
Two imps appeared before me, floating. One was tall and blue with horns and a long tail, and the other was maroon and fat, with a short tail, and a red wig.
"What's up?" Kain said. He was the blue one.
"I need your help."
Kain and Leon sweatdropped, just like in Anime cartoons. They had learned how to do it only a few days earlier, and it frustrated me that I couldn't do it.
"I have a feeling something bad's about to happen... A snowball ambush. The minute I try to run is when they'll spring, I bet! Now, your jobs are to gather snow, and make snowballs. Then, cover me while I run."
"Snow?" gasped Kain.
"But it's so cold, and unhealthy for me. WAY too cold, Damy. You're on your-SPLAT" his hoarse voice was interrupted by a large splat.
He was hit in the head with a snowball. Kain and I looked around worried, as Leon fell to the ground, dazed. Kain just waved at me, and faded away.
"Kain! You bastard! COME BACK HERE!"
I stared around in nervousness, and I didn't see anything. I was freaking myself out. My hair was still on fire, and flickered brighter.
!!WHIZ!!
A snowball missed my head by inches. Then, I noticed that it wasn't a snowball. It was Twinkles.
"Twinkles?"
I reached out and caught him, and noticed a letter in his... erm... talon-claw things. I pulled it out, and let him clutch on my shoulder, while I read it. It had unnerved me at first, but then I had let him. It's not often that you get a spider and owl cross that flies that perches on my shoulder.
"Dear Damy:
Ron's house? I'll miss you, even though Robert will keep me plenty company. You behave, and nothing Naaaahwteeeee."
I rolled my eyes at this.
"Anyways, I'll be sure to send your gifts with our REAL owl, Hoot-Hoot. Your damn Twinkles zoomed in the window and scared the crap out of me. ALWAYS warn me of that before hand, DAMY! Jeez. ANyways, I love you. Have fun over at Ron's!
Love,
Mom"
I cackled triumphantly, and waved the letter in Ron's general direction.
"Ron! I can come over for Chris-WHAP!!"
About 15 different snowballs flew in and smacked me, all at the same time. My hair went out and I stared in shock around me.
Missy, Fred, George, Draco, Harry, Hermione, Neville, Ginny, Crabbe, Goyle, Ron, Seamus, Dean, and Professor Riddle, my Great Grandfather, were all staring at me from behind a pile of snow. Whoosh was the sound of a second raid of snow flying at me. I was barely pulled down by Leon as Twinkles screeched, and flew towards Ron, spraying a web like fluid at him. A few snowballs hit, but others were more accurate. Twinkles was rapidly binding people up, as my hair flamed.
"SNOW FIGHT!"
Snow went everywhere, and we all pulled out of it about an hour later, all thoroughly soaked with the water from the snow. Missy, Fred, and George ran off to get dressed, and Ron and I talked while changing.
"So, Damy... What exactly were you gonna say about the letter that Twinkles sent you?"
"Mom said I can go and to your house for Christmas, Ron!" I said, excitedly. I was dressed in vivid green vinyl plastic pants that matched my hair, and I didn't have a shirt on yet.
"Really? WOW! That's so cool!" he said, and he jump-hugged me, and his legs straddled my waist. He was wearing only underwear. We were bouncing from happiness, and Seamus and Dean walked in, and saw us.
"Let's go, Seamus... Sorry for interrupting, guys!"
Dean pulled Seamus out by his arm, but he was rooted to the spot staring at us. Ron slipped and fell, and wound up bruising his back.
"Guys, we weren't doing anything, honestly!"
"Yeah! We were just celebrating about Christmas!" Ron helped.
Seamus' stare was echoed by Dean's.
"We saw."
Yet again, Ron wasn't helping. I frowned at him.
"I get to go to Ron's house for Christmas, guys!"
All of a sudden, Ron turned a white color, and ran down into the common room. He was trailed by loud groans as he ran back upstairs with Pig in his hands.
"I haven't asked Mum yet!"
This was an interesting turn of events.
"Erm... That was pretty dumb, Ron." Seamus said, grinning.
Seamus was absolutely correct.
"VERY dumb, Ron!" I said, hair ablaze.
He just stared at me.
"Well, I'm sorry! It just skipped my mind, you know! Snape was getting nastier, and the O.W.L.'s... I just... Well... Mum's gonna probably say yes, cause I scored higher than the twins. Just... be patient, okay?"
"Okay!" I said, cheerily. I could be patient to be with Ron.
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Next part will be out soon, guys, don't worry! Special thanks to Wyvern! Just because she's so cool! I LOVE YOU, WYV!