Summary: Angela starts her planning, using what Ginny and Hermione had confided in her the night before. See what happens.
A/N: I am EXTREMELY put down by a particular review that I received. I won't exactly say what it said, for that person maybe reading this right now, but it was definitely a flamer! This is for that certain person : I read one of your stories, right? It's not exactly that great either. Keep tryin … maybe you'll actually have a successful story! Have a nice day.
And one person left a review saying that British people do use the word "duh." Thank you for that little tidbit, it'll help me a lot.
Disclaimer: All characters in this story belong to JK Rowling, except Angela.
Chapter 2
Let the Games Begin
By happythoughts
Angela woke up around 6 in the morning, the earliest she had ever gotten up on a Saturday. She unwillingly pulled herself out of bed and freshened up. She combed in golden locks into two long braids and added some light makeup to it.
She quietly tiptoed back to her bed and pulled out the parchment she had been writing on the night before. She quietly stepped down the stairs leading to the common room, shivering with coldness. She found an empty table and began writing again. Finally, after a whole hour, she looked at her two little pieces of parchment she had written on.
Dearest Harry,
Meet me at the Three Broomsticks on your next visit to Hogsmeade at 7 o'clock. I'll be the one wearing a silver clip in my hair and a red yellow scarf.
And her next one …
Dearest Ron,
Meet me at the Three Broomsticks on your next visit to Hogsmeade at 7 o'clock. I'll be the one wearing my hair tied up with a silver bow, a purple sweater, and a purple scarf.
She smirked as she finished reading them. She looked around the common room. Just as she suspected, there were Ron and Harry's bookbags on the floor. They always left them lying around. She quickly stuffed the parchments into the bags and went back to the table. Then, she started on two more pieces of parchment.
Dearest Ginny,
Meet me at the Three Broomsticks on your next visit to Hogsmeade at 7 o'clock. I'll be the one wearing the heavy black coat with green fastenings and will most probably have a bag from Zonko's.
And
Dearest Hermione,
Meet me at the Three Broomsticks on your next visit to Hogsmeade at 7 o'clock. I'll be the one wearing the keavy black coat with silver fastenings and will most probably have a bag from Zonko's.
Angela bit her lip as she read those notes. They were awfully similar, and how would Ginny and Hermione absolutely be sure which one was which? Oh well, she thought, here goes nothing. She stuffed the notes in their own bags and went back to the table.
She was very tired. She had written outlines of how her plan was going to go, making sure that neither Harry nor Ron found out that they had each received almost the same notes. And she also had to make sure that Hermione and Ginny were still going to wear the outfits that they said they were going to wear. Or else, everything would be ruined. She also had to make sure that all four of them wouldn't hang out together. This was going to be tough.
"Hey, Angela! Wake up!"
"Huh? Wha?" said Angela groggily.
"Angela, it's 10, how long have you been down here?" asked Ginny, nudging her elbow.
Angela rubbed her eyes until everything came into focus. "Uh … I dunno, about 6:30? Don't ask me questions right now … I was up too early on a Saturday morning … not good for a girl who needs her beauty rest …"
Ginny laughed and pulled her towards the portrait door to head over to the Great Hall for breakfast. "Today's the quidditch game, Gryffindor versus Ravenclaw, remember? It starts at 11."
Angela smacked herself in the head. How could she forget? She had promised to meet Seamus there at 10:30 to get good seats. It was already 10:15! "Ginny! We gotta hurry! I promised Seamus I'd meet him there at 10:30, and I only have 15 minutes."
"Oh? I thought we could go together," said Ginny sadly.
"Uh, well, we can still go together! Seamus won't mind," said Angela hastily.
"No … it's okay. I'll just hang out with Hermione and Ron. It's okay!" Ginny said again, seeing Angela's face filled with pity.
"Are you sure? Okay then … c'mon. I'm starving," said Angela, pulling Ginny through the doors of the Great Hall.
Just as they walked through the doors, Harry was coming out, with his quidditch uniform on already. Ginny blushed, she loved his uniform, it made him look so … masculine. "Oh, hey Harry, good luck today," said Angela casually. She nudged Ginny to say something, who was just staring at him admirably.
"What? Oh, hi, Harry," mumbled Ginny, red as could be.
"Hi Gin, thanks, okay I gotta run, see ya," said Harry behind his shoulder, taking off at a run.
"Ginny … c'mon! I'll be late!" urged Angela as Ginny stared longingly at Harry's retreating back.
"Did you hear that? He called me GIN! GIN! He has never ever called me that!" said Ginny excitedly.
"Oh come on!" said Angela again.
They hurriedly ate a 5- minute breakfast and ran towards the Quidditch stadium. They set off in their separate directions, Angela looking for Seamus, and Ginny looking for Ron and Hermione.
Only 5 more minutes until the game started, Ginny spotted Ron and Hermione in the very front row. She hurried down to meet them. "Hey guys, mind if I sit with you? Angela is with Seamus," Ginny asked timidly.
"Yeah sure!" said Hermione.
"Er … I guess," answered a disgruntled Ron. Ginny smirked at him. She knew that he had a thing for Hermione, and he wanted the time alone with her. She only swore to herself that she wouldn't tell Hermione.
Suddenly, the game started. By 5 minutes the whole crowd was up on their feet, including Ginny. "C'mon Harry! Get it!" she moaned. She stared longingly at him, flying up above the whole game, searching for the snitch. Suddenly, Ginny froze. Harry was coming towards her like a speeding bullet. She screamed as he dove into her, and she fell backwards into the stands. After about 5 seconds, she jerked out of her daze and looked up. Harry Potter was ontop of her, grinning broadly. There, in his hand, trying to get away madly, was the golden snitch. He stood up and waved the hand around, showing everyone that he had caught it. After about 10 seconds, everyone realized that the only reason he was ontop of Ginny was because he had gotten the snitch, and the crowd erupted in cheering. Harry finally realized that he was practically straddling Ginny, and embarrassedly sat up. He got back on his Firebolt and took a couple victory laps with the team.
Ginny sat back in her seat in shock, feeling a smile creep up her lips. Harry Potter had just been on top of her. Looking around so no one would see her, she giggled softly. She was lucky that it was so cold out, so people would think that her cheeks were red because of the wind, not because she was blushing because of what had just happened. She stood up with the rest of the crowd and cheered Harry and the team on.
"Good job, Harry!" Hermione exclaimed, when Harry stepped into the common room after the match.
"Nice catch," said Ron sarcastically.
Harry blushed embarrassedly and muttered a "thanks" and sat down next to them in the corner of the common room. Ginny was sitting with them also, and had turned furiously red. "Sorry 'bout that," said Harry apologetically.
Ginny looked at Harry startled. "What? Oh, that, it's okay, it was nothing."
Ron let out a snort and Hermione pursed her lips, trying not to laugh. Harry and Ginny both looked away from each other embarrassedly and tried to change the subject.
"So, who do you play next, Harry?" asked Ginny.
"Slytherin," he answered shortly.
"Ah, okay," said Ginny. They fell into silence, not exactly an animated conversation. Not hearing anything that Ron and Hermione were saying, Ginny looked around the room. She could see Angela and Seamus on a window seat, talking to each other quietly. And then she looked over at Lavender and almost laughed. She had the most vicious, malicious look on her face that she could ever give anyone … meaning to Angela. It was obvious that she was extremely angry that after only a month after her and Seamus's break up, he went for Angela immediately.
Shaking the thought out of her head, she looked for her bookbag. She found it sitting right next to the table on the other side of the room. She excused herself quietly from Ron and Hermione's conversation and walked over to it. Looking for her diary to tell it the exciting event that had just happened at the Quidditch game, Ginny started pulling all of her books out. But when she pulled out her transfiguration book, a piece of parchment fell out of it. She read it curiously, not recognizing its handwriting.
Dearest Ginny,
Meet me at the Three Broomsticks on your next visit to Hogsmeade at 7 o'clock. I'll be the one wearing the heavy black coat with green fastenings and will most probably have a bag from Zonko's.
Ginny read and read the note over and over. Who in the world would want to meet her on a blind date at Hogsmeade? It was absurd. Never in her time at Hogwarts had she ever known someone to like her. Who could it be? Her mind searched for people who might have the slightest liking of her. Then she glanced over at where Harry was sitting. She stared at him for quite sometime, until finally, he seemed to have realized that someone was looking at him because he looked over at her. Startled, she dropped the parchment and broke her staring contest with him. Then, she gasped. Could it be him? Harry? No … it couldn't be! But then again … he did wink at her that night before … and Angela did say that it meant something … was it possible that he sent her the mysterious note?
No, it can't be. And I'm not about to make a fool of myself by going to the blind date. For all I know it could be someone like Colin Creevey … Ginny shuddered at the thought. This is crazy …
A/N: WELL! Ginny was the first one to find her note! And what is she going to do about it? What'd you guys think of Harry landing at her at the quidditch match? Pretty funny, huh? Ha! Okay, well, read on and please review!
