AN: It is all me right now. Eliel Radragon is currently in New Jersey and
Connecticut. I have been told to be complete fluffiness-virtued and to stop
before the ball. SO! Let's get along with the story. Oh, and I took another
personality quiz. It said: #1 Lord Voldemort #2 Sirius Black #3
DRAACCCOOOO! (yes!) #4 Severus Snape. But it said I was least like Hagrid
and Dumbledore. ::sobs::
Disclaimer: Not my characters. My plot, though, and my fluffy-wuffy ideas. *sighs at all the romance coming up*
Chapter 7: A Stroll in the Moonlight
Ginny put on her tennis shoes and slowly walked to meet Harry at the Entrance Hall. She saw Harry looking awkwardly at his shoes.
"Harry?" Ginny spoke as she neared him.
"Huh? Oh, hello, Gin. Come shall we sashay?" He asked, bowing in a joking manner. Ginny giggled and wrapped her arm, maidenly, around Harry's.
"So, Harry, wassup?" Ginny said, once under the moonlight.
Harry was very quiet and replied, "Well, I wanted to ask you something."
"Shoot." Ginny said propitiously.
"Well, erm, I wanted to ask you if you, erm, had a date to the Yule Ball?" Ginny could see blue creeping on his face in the moonlight, (AN: meaning he was blushing, as far as Ginny could tell in the darkness).
"No, Harry, no I do not have a date...yet." She smiled despite the seriousness of the situation.
"Erm, uh," Harry grinned, having remembered his plan dubbed: Mission Fred & George. Ginny took his pause as pure embarrassment. Suddenly they stopped walking around the lake. Ginny turned to Harry.
"What's the matter?" Her eyes glowed warmly.
"Virginia Weasley?" Harry looked up at her as he knelt down.
"Yes!?" Ginny was building her anticipation, this was ssooo romantic of Harry!
"Virginia Weasley, will you..." Harry trailed off.
"What is it?" She was practically jumping up and down.
"Will you tilt your head that way?" Harry adjusted her head so the moon glittered on her eyes.
"What now?!!!" Ginny was really sounding impatient and excited at the same time.
"When the..." Harry sounded as if he were going to say, 'when the dance comes, will you go with me?'
"Yes, when the what?" Ginny said, almost sounding brusque.
"WHEN THE MOON HITS YOUR EYES LIKE A ROUND PIZZA PIE IT'S AMORE!!" He sang loudly. Ginny was immediately shocked into next week, but as Harry continued, she couldn't help but laugh as her brothers Fred and George came out with a red checkered cloth and swanky French table.
They continued bellowing, "...it's amore!"
They finished setting up and Harry and Ginny sat down to one big plate of spaghetti. "Harry! What were you really going to ask me?"
"I was just wondering if you wanted to go to the Yule Ball. So, do ya?" He said as he sipped the butterbeer in a whine glass.
"Harry Potter, I'd be honored to go with someone who thinks my eyes look like pizza!" She giggled. Fred & George left sniggering.
The scene became sickeningly sweet as the to love puppies at from the solitary plate. Suddenly, if you were muggle-born you would have sworn this came out of Disney's movie Lady & the Tramp. They both started eating, looking down. They didn't notice they had eaten the same noodle. Until their mouths touched. (AN: Aww! How cheesy! Pun intended. *laughs knowing that Eliel will ring her neck for such corny stuff!)
They both looked away uncomfortably. They ate in almost silence. Occasionally looking at each other at the same time, there was frequent blushing going on.
When Ginny reached her portrait, Harry said, "Goodnight, Milady Weasley."
Ginny turned around to face him. She looked up and kissed him on the cheek. "You're a good man, Potter." She whispered as she went inside.
When she looked for Hermione in their dorm, she wasn't there. "I Wonder..." Ginny thought out loud as she went to sleep.
~*~*~*~
AN: MUWHAHAHAHA!! You didn't think I'd leave Hermy out?! Well, I am for now. I am unmused, but I'll probably pair up the last of the Dream Team tomorrow! Hermione won't be going with Krum, we all know he isn't at Hogwarts, so who??? Hmmmm!
Well Toodle-loo!!
Disclaimer: Not my characters. My plot, though, and my fluffy-wuffy ideas. *sighs at all the romance coming up*
Chapter 7: A Stroll in the Moonlight
Ginny put on her tennis shoes and slowly walked to meet Harry at the Entrance Hall. She saw Harry looking awkwardly at his shoes.
"Harry?" Ginny spoke as she neared him.
"Huh? Oh, hello, Gin. Come shall we sashay?" He asked, bowing in a joking manner. Ginny giggled and wrapped her arm, maidenly, around Harry's.
"So, Harry, wassup?" Ginny said, once under the moonlight.
Harry was very quiet and replied, "Well, I wanted to ask you something."
"Shoot." Ginny said propitiously.
"Well, erm, I wanted to ask you if you, erm, had a date to the Yule Ball?" Ginny could see blue creeping on his face in the moonlight, (AN: meaning he was blushing, as far as Ginny could tell in the darkness).
"No, Harry, no I do not have a date...yet." She smiled despite the seriousness of the situation.
"Erm, uh," Harry grinned, having remembered his plan dubbed: Mission Fred & George. Ginny took his pause as pure embarrassment. Suddenly they stopped walking around the lake. Ginny turned to Harry.
"What's the matter?" Her eyes glowed warmly.
"Virginia Weasley?" Harry looked up at her as he knelt down.
"Yes!?" Ginny was building her anticipation, this was ssooo romantic of Harry!
"Virginia Weasley, will you..." Harry trailed off.
"What is it?" She was practically jumping up and down.
"Will you tilt your head that way?" Harry adjusted her head so the moon glittered on her eyes.
"What now?!!!" Ginny was really sounding impatient and excited at the same time.
"When the..." Harry sounded as if he were going to say, 'when the dance comes, will you go with me?'
"Yes, when the what?" Ginny said, almost sounding brusque.
"WHEN THE MOON HITS YOUR EYES LIKE A ROUND PIZZA PIE IT'S AMORE!!" He sang loudly. Ginny was immediately shocked into next week, but as Harry continued, she couldn't help but laugh as her brothers Fred and George came out with a red checkered cloth and swanky French table.
They continued bellowing, "...it's amore!"
They finished setting up and Harry and Ginny sat down to one big plate of spaghetti. "Harry! What were you really going to ask me?"
"I was just wondering if you wanted to go to the Yule Ball. So, do ya?" He said as he sipped the butterbeer in a whine glass.
"Harry Potter, I'd be honored to go with someone who thinks my eyes look like pizza!" She giggled. Fred & George left sniggering.
The scene became sickeningly sweet as the to love puppies at from the solitary plate. Suddenly, if you were muggle-born you would have sworn this came out of Disney's movie Lady & the Tramp. They both started eating, looking down. They didn't notice they had eaten the same noodle. Until their mouths touched. (AN: Aww! How cheesy! Pun intended. *laughs knowing that Eliel will ring her neck for such corny stuff!)
They both looked away uncomfortably. They ate in almost silence. Occasionally looking at each other at the same time, there was frequent blushing going on.
When Ginny reached her portrait, Harry said, "Goodnight, Milady Weasley."
Ginny turned around to face him. She looked up and kissed him on the cheek. "You're a good man, Potter." She whispered as she went inside.
When she looked for Hermione in their dorm, she wasn't there. "I Wonder..." Ginny thought out loud as she went to sleep.
~*~*~*~
AN: MUWHAHAHAHA!! You didn't think I'd leave Hermy out?! Well, I am for now. I am unmused, but I'll probably pair up the last of the Dream Team tomorrow! Hermione won't be going with Krum, we all know he isn't at Hogwarts, so who??? Hmmmm!
Well Toodle-loo!!