ME AGAIN, ADORING FANS!!! Well, no, not really... To you lovely poppets who
reveiwed:
Padfoot- Here's the next chappie babe! You'll get to see Snapey's letter,
and, WOW, unlike my first a/n, Ron and Herm will actually be *in* this together...
Without inducing bodily harm!!! Yes, i'm dreadfully sarcastic. Here it is!
-*-*-*-*-
No one. Ginny, puzzled, stuck her head out the portrait hole and looked around for
the one who opened it. She sighed, shrugged, and eagerly returned to her chair, and Snape's
letter. When she opened it, a wave of sickeningly sweet perfume washed over her. She waved it
away and contined to examine the letter. Penned in a swirly, beautiful calligraphic style, it
read:
Dear Sevvy,
Hello, darling! I'm writing to tell you that I'll be arriving in Hogsmeade next
weekend. Will you meet me at the train station? I arrive at exactly ten o' clock on the dot, on
Saturday, poppet! Don't be late, and if you can't make it, meet me for dinner at the Wendilin Weird Fire
Show and Resturant? Will you? If you can't make either, I'm staying at the Moonshine River Inn.
Before I forget, dearie, I'm sending another letter tomorrow with the same information, just in
case!
Your Sorceress,
Babs Evangelene Contessa Herrietta Loretta Marietta Golde
Ginny put down the letter and laughed insanely. How well this worked out! Next weekend was the Hogsmeade
weekend for October! She'd be able to get a glimpse of Babs! And since Babs was sending another letter, Snape
wouldn't get in trouble with his 'Sorceress'! They'd be an endless sourse of entertainment. Wanting to share the joke,
but wishing to be dry before she did it, Ginny retreated to her bedroom and changed her robes, quickly pulled a brush
through her hair, not caring if it was still wet, a drying spell would only make it frizzy! She hurried out of the room,
down the stairs and into the library, guessing at Hermione's location. She entered and looked around, no Hermione, though.
Discouraged, she headed for the grounds, looking for her brother, or maybe, Harry. Unluckilly, the first person she
met was not her brother, Harry, or even Hermione, it was Peeves. Peeves hovered nastilly above her, chanting his latest rude
rhyme:
Letters, letters, letters,
Everybody gets them,
But who wonders perhaps, whats in them?
Dragon Bogies!
Horn toadies!
Razor blades!
Knifes and pins!
Who knows what else is in,
LETTERS...LETTERS...LETTERS!!!
Ginny rolled her eyes and continued, ignoring the pestering poltreguist. Peeves, bored continued down the hallway. When
she roounded the next corner, she heard something in a dark doorway. Curious, she went in and saw---
-*-*-*-*-
Another cliffiehanger, poppets! Sorry!
reveiwed:
Padfoot- Here's the next chappie babe! You'll get to see Snapey's letter,
and, WOW, unlike my first a/n, Ron and Herm will actually be *in* this together...
Without inducing bodily harm!!! Yes, i'm dreadfully sarcastic. Here it is!
-*-*-*-*-
No one. Ginny, puzzled, stuck her head out the portrait hole and looked around for
the one who opened it. She sighed, shrugged, and eagerly returned to her chair, and Snape's
letter. When she opened it, a wave of sickeningly sweet perfume washed over her. She waved it
away and contined to examine the letter. Penned in a swirly, beautiful calligraphic style, it
read:
Dear Sevvy,
Hello, darling! I'm writing to tell you that I'll be arriving in Hogsmeade next
weekend. Will you meet me at the train station? I arrive at exactly ten o' clock on the dot, on
Saturday, poppet! Don't be late, and if you can't make it, meet me for dinner at the Wendilin Weird Fire
Show and Resturant? Will you? If you can't make either, I'm staying at the Moonshine River Inn.
Before I forget, dearie, I'm sending another letter tomorrow with the same information, just in
case!
Your Sorceress,
Babs Evangelene Contessa Herrietta Loretta Marietta Golde
Ginny put down the letter and laughed insanely. How well this worked out! Next weekend was the Hogsmeade
weekend for October! She'd be able to get a glimpse of Babs! And since Babs was sending another letter, Snape
wouldn't get in trouble with his 'Sorceress'! They'd be an endless sourse of entertainment. Wanting to share the joke,
but wishing to be dry before she did it, Ginny retreated to her bedroom and changed her robes, quickly pulled a brush
through her hair, not caring if it was still wet, a drying spell would only make it frizzy! She hurried out of the room,
down the stairs and into the library, guessing at Hermione's location. She entered and looked around, no Hermione, though.
Discouraged, she headed for the grounds, looking for her brother, or maybe, Harry. Unluckilly, the first person she
met was not her brother, Harry, or even Hermione, it was Peeves. Peeves hovered nastilly above her, chanting his latest rude
rhyme:
Letters, letters, letters,
Everybody gets them,
But who wonders perhaps, whats in them?
Dragon Bogies!
Horn toadies!
Razor blades!
Knifes and pins!
Who knows what else is in,
LETTERS...LETTERS...LETTERS!!!
Ginny rolled her eyes and continued, ignoring the pestering poltreguist. Peeves, bored continued down the hallway. When
she roounded the next corner, she heard something in a dark doorway. Curious, she went in and saw---
-*-*-*-*-
Another cliffiehanger, poppets! Sorry!
