Dislaimer : I don't own Hp, blah blah, you know the rest.
AN: After so much time, I'm here again. I was on a trip, so I couldn't write anything. This is a small chapter, but I wrote something, didn't I? Please write some reviews and tell me what you think about this story. And... I'd like to thank to everyone who nominated this story for the FanFiction Awards. You rock, people! :)
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The Go Must Show On
Chapter 11: Plans For Tonight
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Ring...
"I can't believe how this works!" Ron sighed sounding rather annoyed "Every time we sit to have lunch, the phone rings. I really don't get it! Do those people have some radars where they track us to see if we're eating and then call out of spite?"
Ring...
Hermione simply smiled. She was used to listen to his silly comments "Anyway, please pick up the receiver. You're closer to the telephone."
Ring...
"Oh, alright! It's better to answer than to listen to this annoying ringing..." Ron unwillingly pushed his meal away, stood up and picked up the phone.
"Oh, hi Ron! I'm glad I've found you at home. I hope I'm not interrupting or anything..." Ginny's voice twittered.
"No, not at all. Especially not in the middle of lunch." Ron replied in his style.
"Great!" Ginny obviously didn't see the sarcasm. Her thoughts were focused on something totally different. "So, tell me... is there a chance for you to do me a favor? It's nothing special, you'll need a few seconds for it only..."
"Okay, sis. When you start going around and around I know that you have some lethal plans. Who do I have to scare now?"
"Scare?" Ginny laughed "I am not a baby anymore, Ron, if you haven't noticed. Seriously, when will you see that I am an adult, such as yourself?"
"I know how grown you are; I just thought that... maybe..." Ron felt a bit awkward. He said that without thinking. He knew she was a grown up. He really did...
"It's fine..." Ginny interrupted Ron's tormenting. She knew how sensitive he was when it came to her ages and year by year she learned how to deal with it. "Still willing to help?
"Yeah, what is it?"
"I was wondering if you could give me Harry's phone number... You know, for old times sake..." Ginny wanted to sound casually, but she failed. Her brother maybe slipped off his mind how old she was, but he'd never mistake when it came to Harry.
"Ooh, well sure." Ron smirked "And what are you going to tell him... for old time's sake?"
"Ron!" Ginny exclaimed"It's none of your business!
"Excuse me?" Ron was suddenly very amused with the situation "Harry is my friend and you're my sister.. It seems like a good reason for me..."
Hermione couldn't let Ron do this to Ginny any more "Oh, Ron, come on! Give her a break! You were the one who was so grumpy when the phone was ringing. Dictate her Harry's number and come back to finish the lunch." Hermione paused "Darling."
Ron didn't answer anything Hermione, but he immediately stopped teasing Ginny. "Gin, you there? Write the following: 5536292. It's his number. And don't do anything stupid, okay?"
"Yes, Mum." Ginny replied jokingly "No, really, Ron - thanks. See ya!"
"Yeah, yeah. Bye!" Ron responded and hung up. He turned to Hermione "Maybe I was kidding for everything, but I was very serious when I told her not to do anything stupid. I mean, knowing her..."
"She's just going to call him. " Hermione said "Face it, Gin's not a little girl any more, no matter how strange it sounded to you."
"First of all, I know that she's not a girl. She isn't a girl for years now... That's not the problem." Ron sighed "I am talking about the natural Weasley gift for doing hasty stuff... if you've ever noticed that a few of us in family have it." Ron smiled absentmindedly and went back to eat his almost cold chicken now.
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"Who was that, dear?" Lavender asked Harry after he finished a conversation with someone on phone "Oh, you don't have to tell me, anyway. I bet it was Hermione."
"No..." Harry's look was lost for a second "It's wasn't Hermione, it was..."
"Well, who?" Lavender started to feel curious and after a few seconds of thinking she exclaimed in ecstatic voice "Oh, I know - you got a new job! Some famous firm asked you to be their hairdresser! Oh my gosh, Harry, that's wonderful! I'm so excited!"
"What?" Harry was puzzled "No, of course not! Where'd you get those ideas?"
"Well, I just thought... that, maybe... you...possibly..."
But Harry wasn't listening. He seemed to be lost in his own thoughts. Lavender noticed that, so she asked him "Will you be please so kind to tell me who called you?"
"Ginny." Harry said still having confused look on his face.
"Ginny who?" Lavender asked "Not Ginny Weasley, right?"
"Exactly that Ginny." Harry responded suddenly realizing what had Lavender asked him "And why not her?"
"Oh, you don't know..." Lavender said in surprised voice, chuckle forming on her crimsoned lips.
"Didn't know what?" Harry asked.
"She is with Oliver Wood." Lavender happily announced "Or was, if she phoned you..."
"How do you mean she's with Oliver ... Wood?" Harry's mind couldn't work so fast. He was suddenly surrounded by all those names from school he once went to- Ron, Hermione, Draco, Lavender, Ginny and now Oliver. He desperately thought.
"Oh, you know how. Relationship." Lavender rolled her eyes "Like you and me. Or as I said, she might not be with him anymore..."
"Why not? Ginny just said she heard from Ron that he met me again. She said she'd like to see me, because we'd have a lot of stuff to catch up after so many years." Harry explained.
"That's what she says, isn't it?" Lavender quietly replied.
Harry looked her and left a sigh "Just don't be jealous, would you?"
"Jealous? Me? I jealous? Me being jealous?" Lavender started to squealed sounding rather ridiculous "Of her?"
"Whatever." Harry said his favourite word. He really didn't have nerves to fight, argue or anything similar. Harry was very tired already and definitely didn't need a break up now, but he was still glad to hear from Ginny again. She was right - they did have a lot of to talk about. When Harry later that day thought about it for a second, he realized that he had missed Ginny a lot during these past few years. It was good that they were meeting each other that night in .
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"Promise me that tonight will be the last thing I'm gonna do for you." Cold voice demanded.
"If you do the job well, of course, then I might dare to say yes." Voice equally cold as the other one maliciously responded.
"Draco, don't play games with me. Promise me." First person repeated.
"All right, Frigidy, I promise." Draco said.
"And I'm finally getting it tonight?" Frigidy asked trying to hide the excitement.
"Tonight or any other day, it's your call." Draco smirked.
"Tonight, then."
"If you..." Draco started, but Frigidy interjected "...do the job like you told me to. I'm not an idiot, although I'm related to you."
"Watch it, missy, or the broom will say 'bu-bye'!" Draco raised his voice.
Frigidy smirked and muttered to herself "After I make a catastrophe for that red haired fellow tonight, it'll be a fat chance for it."
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AN: After so much time, I'm here again. I was on a trip, so I couldn't write anything. This is a small chapter, but I wrote something, didn't I? Please write some reviews and tell me what you think about this story. And... I'd like to thank to everyone who nominated this story for the FanFiction Awards. You rock, people! :)
~*~*~*~*~
The Go Must Show On
Chapter 11: Plans For Tonight
~*~*~*~*~
Ring...
"I can't believe how this works!" Ron sighed sounding rather annoyed "Every time we sit to have lunch, the phone rings. I really don't get it! Do those people have some radars where they track us to see if we're eating and then call out of spite?"
Ring...
Hermione simply smiled. She was used to listen to his silly comments "Anyway, please pick up the receiver. You're closer to the telephone."
Ring...
"Oh, alright! It's better to answer than to listen to this annoying ringing..." Ron unwillingly pushed his meal away, stood up and picked up the phone.
"Oh, hi Ron! I'm glad I've found you at home. I hope I'm not interrupting or anything..." Ginny's voice twittered.
"No, not at all. Especially not in the middle of lunch." Ron replied in his style.
"Great!" Ginny obviously didn't see the sarcasm. Her thoughts were focused on something totally different. "So, tell me... is there a chance for you to do me a favor? It's nothing special, you'll need a few seconds for it only..."
"Okay, sis. When you start going around and around I know that you have some lethal plans. Who do I have to scare now?"
"Scare?" Ginny laughed "I am not a baby anymore, Ron, if you haven't noticed. Seriously, when will you see that I am an adult, such as yourself?"
"I know how grown you are; I just thought that... maybe..." Ron felt a bit awkward. He said that without thinking. He knew she was a grown up. He really did...
"It's fine..." Ginny interrupted Ron's tormenting. She knew how sensitive he was when it came to her ages and year by year she learned how to deal with it. "Still willing to help?
"Yeah, what is it?"
"I was wondering if you could give me Harry's phone number... You know, for old times sake..." Ginny wanted to sound casually, but she failed. Her brother maybe slipped off his mind how old she was, but he'd never mistake when it came to Harry.
"Ooh, well sure." Ron smirked "And what are you going to tell him... for old time's sake?"
"Ron!" Ginny exclaimed"It's none of your business!
"Excuse me?" Ron was suddenly very amused with the situation "Harry is my friend and you're my sister.. It seems like a good reason for me..."
Hermione couldn't let Ron do this to Ginny any more "Oh, Ron, come on! Give her a break! You were the one who was so grumpy when the phone was ringing. Dictate her Harry's number and come back to finish the lunch." Hermione paused "Darling."
Ron didn't answer anything Hermione, but he immediately stopped teasing Ginny. "Gin, you there? Write the following: 5536292. It's his number. And don't do anything stupid, okay?"
"Yes, Mum." Ginny replied jokingly "No, really, Ron - thanks. See ya!"
"Yeah, yeah. Bye!" Ron responded and hung up. He turned to Hermione "Maybe I was kidding for everything, but I was very serious when I told her not to do anything stupid. I mean, knowing her..."
"She's just going to call him. " Hermione said "Face it, Gin's not a little girl any more, no matter how strange it sounded to you."
"First of all, I know that she's not a girl. She isn't a girl for years now... That's not the problem." Ron sighed "I am talking about the natural Weasley gift for doing hasty stuff... if you've ever noticed that a few of us in family have it." Ron smiled absentmindedly and went back to eat his almost cold chicken now.
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"Who was that, dear?" Lavender asked Harry after he finished a conversation with someone on phone "Oh, you don't have to tell me, anyway. I bet it was Hermione."
"No..." Harry's look was lost for a second "It's wasn't Hermione, it was..."
"Well, who?" Lavender started to feel curious and after a few seconds of thinking she exclaimed in ecstatic voice "Oh, I know - you got a new job! Some famous firm asked you to be their hairdresser! Oh my gosh, Harry, that's wonderful! I'm so excited!"
"What?" Harry was puzzled "No, of course not! Where'd you get those ideas?"
"Well, I just thought... that, maybe... you...possibly..."
But Harry wasn't listening. He seemed to be lost in his own thoughts. Lavender noticed that, so she asked him "Will you be please so kind to tell me who called you?"
"Ginny." Harry said still having confused look on his face.
"Ginny who?" Lavender asked "Not Ginny Weasley, right?"
"Exactly that Ginny." Harry responded suddenly realizing what had Lavender asked him "And why not her?"
"Oh, you don't know..." Lavender said in surprised voice, chuckle forming on her crimsoned lips.
"Didn't know what?" Harry asked.
"She is with Oliver Wood." Lavender happily announced "Or was, if she phoned you..."
"How do you mean she's with Oliver ... Wood?" Harry's mind couldn't work so fast. He was suddenly surrounded by all those names from school he once went to- Ron, Hermione, Draco, Lavender, Ginny and now Oliver. He desperately thought.
"Oh, you know how. Relationship." Lavender rolled her eyes "Like you and me. Or as I said, she might not be with him anymore..."
"Why not? Ginny just said she heard from Ron that he met me again. She said she'd like to see me, because we'd have a lot of stuff to catch up after so many years." Harry explained.
"That's what she says, isn't it?" Lavender quietly replied.
Harry looked her and left a sigh "Just don't be jealous, would you?"
"Jealous? Me? I jealous? Me being jealous?" Lavender started to squealed sounding rather ridiculous "Of her?"
"Whatever." Harry said his favourite word. He really didn't have nerves to fight, argue or anything similar. Harry was very tired already and definitely didn't need a break up now, but he was still glad to hear from Ginny again. She was right - they did have a lot of to talk about. When Harry later that day thought about it for a second, he realized that he had missed Ginny a lot during these past few years. It was good that they were meeting each other that night in .
~*~*~*~*~
"Promise me that tonight will be the last thing I'm gonna do for you." Cold voice demanded.
"If you do the job well, of course, then I might dare to say yes." Voice equally cold as the other one maliciously responded.
"Draco, don't play games with me. Promise me." First person repeated.
"All right, Frigidy, I promise." Draco said.
"And I'm finally getting it tonight?" Frigidy asked trying to hide the excitement.
"Tonight or any other day, it's your call." Draco smirked.
"Tonight, then."
"If you..." Draco started, but Frigidy interjected "...do the job like you told me to. I'm not an idiot, although I'm related to you."
"Watch it, missy, or the broom will say 'bu-bye'!" Draco raised his voice.
Frigidy smirked and muttered to herself "After I make a catastrophe for that red haired fellow tonight, it'll be a fat chance for it."
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