Disclaimer: It's all JKR's characters; I just make a plot that JK
would never think of.
A slam of a door woke the young red-haired girl. Ginny tried to go back to sleep, but it was useless. She grabbed her slippers and her night robe, and thought she could just get glass of water while watching the fire in the Common Room or until she went to sleep. She got herself a glass of water from the pitcher, opened her dormitory door, and almost walked down stairs. A voice stopped her from going.
"Okay, maybe I do have some feelings for Hermione." It was Ginny's older brother, Ron. She was suddenly glad she couldn't go back to sleep.
Then came a second voice, "Good, admitting is the first step. Now the next step is to see if she likes you back." It was Harry. She giggled to herself. She knew that Hermione was head-over-heels in love with Ron.
"And how exactly do we do that? Unless you have a Truth spell that you know, it's unlikely she'll tell me anything." He paused for a second. "Except that I'm a brainless git."
"You don't need a Truth spell for anyone to tell you that." Ginny silently agreed with Harry.
"Are you going to help me or not?!?" Ginny jumped a little. She didn't realize how seriously he took this.
"Okay, Okay, I was just joking." He was silent for a second as though thinking hard about something, an then, " I think it's time to pay a visit to your brothers tomorrow."
"Have you gone nutters," for the minute silence, Ginny was visualizing the look on Ron's face. "No way, Harry! I can't imagine how life would be if I told Fred and George," his voice was growing higher, "The things the could do to me are endless!"
"Shh! You'll wake the entire house up if you get any louder. I just mean we could borrow one their Wheezes. We wouldn't have to tell them anything. We could say we want to play a trick on someone." Ginny was in shock. How could Harry play such a mean thing on his best friend?
"Okay, but not a word to anyone about this."
"Alright," she heard Harry trying so hard not to laugh at her brainless git for a brother.
"I reckon we better go to bed before I realize how crazy I am for letting you get my brothers involved." She heard both of them climbing up the stair to the boys dormitory. It was only the fact that it was nearing one o'clock in the morning, than Ginny didn't burst into Hermione's dormitory and tell her everything.
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Ginny was thankful that it was Winter Break, that Harry and Ron slept until eleven, and that Hermione was up as early as she was.
Ginny told Hermione everything that she heard last night, or rather earlier this morning.
"So Ron really does like me," Hermione giggled. It was so unlike Hermione to giggle. She was usually mature, but she now sounded like a first year. What was weird for Ginny was not the way she laughed, but what she laughing at. The thought of Hermione and Ron dating each other was sweet, but she just couldn't picture it. She thought that right now it was for the best.
"Yes, haven't you been listening?"
"Of course I have, but I'm still having trouble absorbing it! Ron likes me!" She squealed. "But that is still really mean what there doing."
"Well, I have a plan to get them back at there own game," Ginny said in malevolent way.
"I like the way your mind works. Maybe Ron doesn't give you enough credit," said Hermione.
The two girls thoroughly discussed their plan until eleven o'clock in the morning, when a tousled redheaded and a baggy-eyed boy with glasses woke up. Now their plan went into action!
A slam of a door woke the young red-haired girl. Ginny tried to go back to sleep, but it was useless. She grabbed her slippers and her night robe, and thought she could just get glass of water while watching the fire in the Common Room or until she went to sleep. She got herself a glass of water from the pitcher, opened her dormitory door, and almost walked down stairs. A voice stopped her from going.
"Okay, maybe I do have some feelings for Hermione." It was Ginny's older brother, Ron. She was suddenly glad she couldn't go back to sleep.
Then came a second voice, "Good, admitting is the first step. Now the next step is to see if she likes you back." It was Harry. She giggled to herself. She knew that Hermione was head-over-heels in love with Ron.
"And how exactly do we do that? Unless you have a Truth spell that you know, it's unlikely she'll tell me anything." He paused for a second. "Except that I'm a brainless git."
"You don't need a Truth spell for anyone to tell you that." Ginny silently agreed with Harry.
"Are you going to help me or not?!?" Ginny jumped a little. She didn't realize how seriously he took this.
"Okay, Okay, I was just joking." He was silent for a second as though thinking hard about something, an then, " I think it's time to pay a visit to your brothers tomorrow."
"Have you gone nutters," for the minute silence, Ginny was visualizing the look on Ron's face. "No way, Harry! I can't imagine how life would be if I told Fred and George," his voice was growing higher, "The things the could do to me are endless!"
"Shh! You'll wake the entire house up if you get any louder. I just mean we could borrow one their Wheezes. We wouldn't have to tell them anything. We could say we want to play a trick on someone." Ginny was in shock. How could Harry play such a mean thing on his best friend?
"Okay, but not a word to anyone about this."
"Alright," she heard Harry trying so hard not to laugh at her brainless git for a brother.
"I reckon we better go to bed before I realize how crazy I am for letting you get my brothers involved." She heard both of them climbing up the stair to the boys dormitory. It was only the fact that it was nearing one o'clock in the morning, than Ginny didn't burst into Hermione's dormitory and tell her everything.
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Ginny was thankful that it was Winter Break, that Harry and Ron slept until eleven, and that Hermione was up as early as she was.
Ginny told Hermione everything that she heard last night, or rather earlier this morning.
"So Ron really does like me," Hermione giggled. It was so unlike Hermione to giggle. She was usually mature, but she now sounded like a first year. What was weird for Ginny was not the way she laughed, but what she laughing at. The thought of Hermione and Ron dating each other was sweet, but she just couldn't picture it. She thought that right now it was for the best.
"Yes, haven't you been listening?"
"Of course I have, but I'm still having trouble absorbing it! Ron likes me!" She squealed. "But that is still really mean what there doing."
"Well, I have a plan to get them back at there own game," Ginny said in malevolent way.
"I like the way your mind works. Maybe Ron doesn't give you enough credit," said Hermione.
The two girls thoroughly discussed their plan until eleven o'clock in the morning, when a tousled redheaded and a baggy-eyed boy with glasses woke up. Now their plan went into action!