'Harry!'
Ginny flung herself at Harry as soon as he stepped through the portrait hole after classes. He tried to say something, but was cut off when Ginny kissed him. After a few seconds, they heard a dry cough behind them. Ginny and Harry broke apart to see Ron glaring at them.
'Hello? We're in the Common room. Can't you guys get a room?'
'We would, but that's against the rules, right Hermione?' Harry said as he pulled Ginny close.
'Shut up Harry.'
'Harry, I can see that we're not wanted here. Let's go somewhere else,' with a mischievous glint in her eye, Ginny pulled Harry out of the room.
'Ginny? Harry? C'mon you guys. God! I know that Harry's my best friend but I don't like how close he and Ginny are getting,' Ron muttered.
'Ronnie baby, c'mon. Your little sister is happy. Harry's happy. Plus, they look so cute together. Can you please stop worrying about this? Start focusing on something else,' Hermoine said as she leaned towards Ron.
'Like what?'
'Oh, I can think of something.'
But before anything interesting could happen, Professor McGonagall (Head of Gryffindor house) came marching through the porthole.
'Gryffindors! Gryffindors! Would you please come down! I know the first day of class is always exciting, and I know you all have homework, so run along and do it. Go, go!' She watched as everyone pulled out their books, not wanting to know what she would do to them if they didn't. After all, she was the Transfiguration teacher.
'Potter? Potter? Weasley, where is Potter?'
'I'm right here, Professor McGonagall,' a flushed Harry said as he stepped through the portrait hole. An equally flushed Ginny followed.
'Potter, am I right in assuming that you are ready to start Quidditch practice immediately?'
'Yes. I told the team that we have a practice after dinner tomorrow. Just basic stuff, but soon we'll get down to business.'
'Good. I want to make sure we beat Slytherin again. Sometimes I really hate them. Ok, what I just said does not go past these walls. But I sometimes feel the need to wipe that smug grin off Draco Malfoy's face. But since I can't do it myself, I trust that you will. Ok, I better stop talking or I am really going to get in trouble.' Professor McGonagall walked quickly away while Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny wondered why she didn't act like that more often. She was pretty fun when she wasn't acting like their teacher. But just before she reached the hole, she turned back.
'Oh Potter? I expect that when you get to practice tomorrow evening, you'll find a little surprise waiting for you and your teammates.' With that, she left, not looking back to see their immediate and obvious confusion.
'What could she mean? Maybe we get new equipment or something,' said Ron, who had joined the team the year before.
'I guess you're just going to have to wait until tomorrow. Now, let's get back to what we talking about before we were so rudely interrupted.' And with that, Hermione pulled Ron into a dark corner where she could be sure that they wouldn't be bothered for the rest of the evening.
Ginny flung herself at Harry as soon as he stepped through the portrait hole after classes. He tried to say something, but was cut off when Ginny kissed him. After a few seconds, they heard a dry cough behind them. Ginny and Harry broke apart to see Ron glaring at them.
'Hello? We're in the Common room. Can't you guys get a room?'
'We would, but that's against the rules, right Hermione?' Harry said as he pulled Ginny close.
'Shut up Harry.'
'Harry, I can see that we're not wanted here. Let's go somewhere else,' with a mischievous glint in her eye, Ginny pulled Harry out of the room.
'Ginny? Harry? C'mon you guys. God! I know that Harry's my best friend but I don't like how close he and Ginny are getting,' Ron muttered.
'Ronnie baby, c'mon. Your little sister is happy. Harry's happy. Plus, they look so cute together. Can you please stop worrying about this? Start focusing on something else,' Hermoine said as she leaned towards Ron.
'Like what?'
'Oh, I can think of something.'
But before anything interesting could happen, Professor McGonagall (Head of Gryffindor house) came marching through the porthole.
'Gryffindors! Gryffindors! Would you please come down! I know the first day of class is always exciting, and I know you all have homework, so run along and do it. Go, go!' She watched as everyone pulled out their books, not wanting to know what she would do to them if they didn't. After all, she was the Transfiguration teacher.
'Potter? Potter? Weasley, where is Potter?'
'I'm right here, Professor McGonagall,' a flushed Harry said as he stepped through the portrait hole. An equally flushed Ginny followed.
'Potter, am I right in assuming that you are ready to start Quidditch practice immediately?'
'Yes. I told the team that we have a practice after dinner tomorrow. Just basic stuff, but soon we'll get down to business.'
'Good. I want to make sure we beat Slytherin again. Sometimes I really hate them. Ok, what I just said does not go past these walls. But I sometimes feel the need to wipe that smug grin off Draco Malfoy's face. But since I can't do it myself, I trust that you will. Ok, I better stop talking or I am really going to get in trouble.' Professor McGonagall walked quickly away while Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny wondered why she didn't act like that more often. She was pretty fun when she wasn't acting like their teacher. But just before she reached the hole, she turned back.
'Oh Potter? I expect that when you get to practice tomorrow evening, you'll find a little surprise waiting for you and your teammates.' With that, she left, not looking back to see their immediate and obvious confusion.
'What could she mean? Maybe we get new equipment or something,' said Ron, who had joined the team the year before.
'I guess you're just going to have to wait until tomorrow. Now, let's get back to what we talking about before we were so rudely interrupted.' And with that, Hermione pulled Ron into a dark corner where she could be sure that they wouldn't be bothered for the rest of the evening.
