Whipped
I got this idea after reading Ch.30 of Arabella and Zsenya's "After the end" and the urge write a whipped Harry fic, was to strong to fight.
Harry sat next to Ginny Weasley, his girlfriend, on the common room couch. He was helping her study for an Arithmancy test she had the following day.
"I'm going to get some more ink from my dorm." She said getting up.
"Want me to get it for you?"
"Nah, that's okay, I'll just run up, it'll be a second." She placed a kiss on his forehead. "I really appreciate you doing this for me."
The she jogged up the stairs.
Seamus Finnegan, who was sitting in an armchair next to the couch studying, slammed his book shut with a loud bang.
"Well well well." He said loud enough for the people in the near couches and tables to hear. "Who'd known? Potter" he paused "is whipped!"
Harry looked at him startled. "I am not. Shut up Seamus."
"Wait Harry, the bloke's got a point." Ron put in, smirking. "You are helping her study for her exam."
"I'm only being a good boyfriend." Harry was getting annoyed.
"Oh, really, so, you didn't have anything better to do, like study for that exam we have tomorrow." Dean Thomas said, coming over to the group.
"Yeah, but that exam doesn't matter, Ginny does." Ron said. "Right Harry?" He looked quite amused.
"Right Ron, it doesn't." Harry was now getting really annoyed.
"Oh, right, it's only the N.E.W.T.s, and it's only the Potions N.E.W.T., so no big deal, right mate?" Seamus said.
"Yeah, but I already had time to study, in the infirmary." Harry looked triumphant.
"Oh, right, you were down with something. What was it again?" Ron asked.
"Hypothermia, or was it frostbite?" Dean answered. "You know, I bet he got that from giving young Virginia his cloak and jumper last Hogsmeade trip. D'you guys remember? It was snowing."
"I didn't want her to get cold. I hate her being sick." Harry was almost fuming, how dare them come and insult him like that, there was nothing wrong about caring for her, and her well welfare. Was it?
"Yeah, well, you hate her being sick because then you can't snogg her." Seamus put in.
"Hey mate! That's my sister you're talking about!" Ron looked annoyed at Seamus.
"Hey don't look at me like that, Harry's the one snogging her!"
"Okay, men, calm down, that's beside the point." Dean said.
"What is the point here anyway!?"
"The point, Harry darling, is that you, are whipped." Ron said, still a bit crossed at Seamus.
"OK, whatever, I am whipped. You wish you were whipped." Harry spat back at them all.
"Oh, and why is that?" Seamus said.
"You wish you were whipped, if that meant having a girl like Gin. You can only wish."
That made them shut up 'Good' Harry thought.
"Man, that's just sick"
"I didn't mean you Ron, you are her brother for Merlin's sake."
"Oh, yeah, right."
After a minute or so, Ginny came down the stairs.
"Sorry it took me so long. I couldn't find the right colour."
She sat back next to him.
"You know, Harry, I'm nearly done here, if you want, when I'm done, I can help you study for your Potions exam."
"Oh, thanks Gin, that'd be great." He smiled at her. He thought he'd seen a spark in her eyes. Now she was looking at him adoringly. Harry didn't know why, but he thought that maybe it hadn't taken Ginny that long to get the ink.
THE END
I got this idea after reading Ch.30 of Arabella and Zsenya's "After the end" and the urge write a whipped Harry fic, was to strong to fight.
Harry sat next to Ginny Weasley, his girlfriend, on the common room couch. He was helping her study for an Arithmancy test she had the following day.
"I'm going to get some more ink from my dorm." She said getting up.
"Want me to get it for you?"
"Nah, that's okay, I'll just run up, it'll be a second." She placed a kiss on his forehead. "I really appreciate you doing this for me."
The she jogged up the stairs.
Seamus Finnegan, who was sitting in an armchair next to the couch studying, slammed his book shut with a loud bang.
"Well well well." He said loud enough for the people in the near couches and tables to hear. "Who'd known? Potter" he paused "is whipped!"
Harry looked at him startled. "I am not. Shut up Seamus."
"Wait Harry, the bloke's got a point." Ron put in, smirking. "You are helping her study for her exam."
"I'm only being a good boyfriend." Harry was getting annoyed.
"Oh, really, so, you didn't have anything better to do, like study for that exam we have tomorrow." Dean Thomas said, coming over to the group.
"Yeah, but that exam doesn't matter, Ginny does." Ron said. "Right Harry?" He looked quite amused.
"Right Ron, it doesn't." Harry was now getting really annoyed.
"Oh, right, it's only the N.E.W.T.s, and it's only the Potions N.E.W.T., so no big deal, right mate?" Seamus said.
"Yeah, but I already had time to study, in the infirmary." Harry looked triumphant.
"Oh, right, you were down with something. What was it again?" Ron asked.
"Hypothermia, or was it frostbite?" Dean answered. "You know, I bet he got that from giving young Virginia his cloak and jumper last Hogsmeade trip. D'you guys remember? It was snowing."
"I didn't want her to get cold. I hate her being sick." Harry was almost fuming, how dare them come and insult him like that, there was nothing wrong about caring for her, and her well welfare. Was it?
"Yeah, well, you hate her being sick because then you can't snogg her." Seamus put in.
"Hey mate! That's my sister you're talking about!" Ron looked annoyed at Seamus.
"Hey don't look at me like that, Harry's the one snogging her!"
"Okay, men, calm down, that's beside the point." Dean said.
"What is the point here anyway!?"
"The point, Harry darling, is that you, are whipped." Ron said, still a bit crossed at Seamus.
"OK, whatever, I am whipped. You wish you were whipped." Harry spat back at them all.
"Oh, and why is that?" Seamus said.
"You wish you were whipped, if that meant having a girl like Gin. You can only wish."
That made them shut up 'Good' Harry thought.
"Man, that's just sick"
"I didn't mean you Ron, you are her brother for Merlin's sake."
"Oh, yeah, right."
After a minute or so, Ginny came down the stairs.
"Sorry it took me so long. I couldn't find the right colour."
She sat back next to him.
"You know, Harry, I'm nearly done here, if you want, when I'm done, I can help you study for your Potions exam."
"Oh, thanks Gin, that'd be great." He smiled at her. He thought he'd seen a spark in her eyes. Now she was looking at him adoringly. Harry didn't know why, but he thought that maybe it hadn't taken Ginny that long to get the ink.
THE END