#From a Distance
This was a fiction I started in 6th grade, I found it when I moved, and I am expanded it!
Chapter 1, Familiar Eyes
Ginny Weasley laughed as she reached into the muggle-refridgerator to pull out a glass bottle of something called soda. She was visiting her best friend from school for the first two weeks of summer, Macey Freemont, who came from muggle parents like Hermione. "What did he say?" Hermione asked as she ran back over to the chair where Macey was sitting in front of the computer. Apparently there was this program Macey called Instant Messaging and they were using it to talk to the boy who lived across the street, Shane.
"She sounds hot!" Squealed Macey in her American voice, trying to keep down her giggles with failing attempts. Macey had told Shane that she had a friend visiting from the "Academy of Winnetoga for Young Females" where Macey had told everyone she knew that she attended there, because she couldn't mention Hogwart's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry around Muggles.
"Let me sit there," Ginny nudged Macey playfully.
"You got another one?" Macey gushed.
"I couldn't help it!" Ginny confessed. She loved the way the orange fizzy drink bubbled down her throat and she couldn't get enough.
"Hey, he wrote back!" Macey pointed to a box in which they were talking to Dean Thomas, one of Harry, Ron, and Hermione's friends, from Hogwarts. He was muggle-born too; the girls had just learned on the train ride home.
"Hallo ladies," read Ginny. "Glad I caught up with you beautiful women." Ginny blushed. Yes, Macey was beautiful. She had tan skin that matched her chin-length blonde hair. She had questioning blue eyes and was very open and wild, even in Public, unlike Ginny. Beside these facts, Ginny knew Dean was referring to herself. He had had a crush on Ginny since they met in Ginny's third year and his fourth, 2 years ago.
Macey grinned, revealing her white teeth. "Ginny and De-ean, sit' in a tree! K-I-S-S-N-I- wait!" Laughed Macey. Ginny laughed her trademark laugh, low and cheery.
"Hullo, Dean." Ginny slowly typed. "What's new?"
The girls laughed again for the only dull reason that they were female, and continued their fun all through the night.
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"Uuuuugh," Ginny groaned. She sat up and brushed her fiery hair off her freckled face. She tapped Macey on the shoulder. "Macey," She whispered hoarsely.
"Not the pudding!" Muttered Macey. "Huh? Oh," She sat up out of her dream. '
"I have to get packed. I have to get back home tonight. Dad's coming home," Ginny yawned and got off Macey's spare twin bed in her large bedroom.
Macey got up and stretched, then started piling Ginny's belongings into one of her cases. "So, what do you think will happen with Dean this year?" Macey asked. Yup thought Ginny. Macey was fully awake now---she was thinking about the opposite sex.
"I don't know. He's swell, but-"Ginny began.
"He's a year older." Macey finished. Gunny blushed.
"Yeah," she answered. She and Macey were such good friends that they could finish each other's sentences. "But I've decided. If he asks me out, I will say yes."
Macey sneaked a look at her petite best friend. She didn't look too sure of herself.
"Just take it a day at a time, hun. It will come together if it should be destined to."
Ginny looked at her with her famous quaint look of curiosity, her lip turning up and left eye slightly narrowing, the right doing the opposite. "Have you been watching Madame Lazoime (A/N=Lah-zo-MEE) again?"
"Yeah," Macey laughed and threw one last sweater into Ginny's case, the sweater that was the color of familiar eyes.
I'm not to sure where that first chapter was going but all the other chapters are much more better and thought out, so please keep reading and reviewing me!
TalleyAnne
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