There is a little more swearing in this chapter...nothing REALLY bad, though...except one, which I leave to you to find-out.
I
suck at
little author notes
at the begining of
my chapters, so I'll
just skip it for
now...
~Enjoy
Mac
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Ginny opened the box cautiously; inside was contained a small jar filled with various colored oval-shaped sweets; they were all different colors and a note, from Draco, was also inside.
Ginny closed the lid quickly as Hermione walked into the dormatory.
"What's that?" Hermione asked curiously.
"Package from mum." Ginny said, hiding the box behind her back.
"What's in it?" Hermione asked, trying to get the box away from Ginny.
"Um, just clothes." Ginny replied, sitting on the box suddenly.
"If it's anything, well, um, anyway, you can tell me." Hermione said, sitting down next to Ginny.
"Look, if I wanted to tell you, I would." Ginny replied.
"Fine." Hermione said, in a somewhat frusterated tone.
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Just in case Hermione had decided to look for her box later, Ginny hid it in the very bottom of her school trunk and put a lock and spell on it.
"Practice." Ginny said to herself, alone in the room.
Ginny stared into a mirror with varying facial expressions, trying to decide how to get Harry's attention.
"Harry, I---no, no, that's all wrong." Ginny rubbed her eyes as she tried again and again.
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"Bloody hell!" Ginny yelled exassperatedly.
Flomping on her bed, Ginny toyed with her coppery hair, and twisted the little strands into wraps.
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Curling up on her bed, she closed her eyes for a mid-morning nap.
Her dreams were plagued with images of Draco, and Draco and more Draco.
"Gin, Gin." Hermione called, shaking Ginny out of her dream harshly.
"You missed lunch and the quidditch match." Hermione blurted out in rush.
"What time is it?" Ginny asked sleepily.
"Just about four-twenty-five." Hermione said, peering at the huge clock near the stairs.
"What?" Ginny said, shooting out of her bed at top speed.
Clambering to get her ankled untangled from the bedclothes, Ginny knocked her magical hairbrush off of the table beside her bed clumbsily.
"Anything wrong?" Hermione asked.
"Nothing at all." Ginny replied calmly, examining her brightly painted pink toenails.
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After shooing Hermione out of the dorm, Ginny set herself to work on her orangy hair, which had become quite matted together and tangled from her nap earlier.
Snatching up her hairbrush, (Author Comment: silly girl...should use her wand!) she began to attempt to comb her hair through.
No less than ten minutes into the conquest of fixing her hair, Ginny had managed to loose her brush in her hairy, coppery, tangled mess.
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Having struggled with the brush for a while longer, Ginny yelled for Hermione, who was luckily still in the common room, outside the dorm.
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"Hermy!" Ginny yelled out in a distressed tone.
"What's the matter?" Hermione said in a rush, almost running into a column in the dormatory.
"The bloody shitty brush did this." Ginny said, pointing to her head.
"And I thought that only happened to me." Hermione replied, covering her mouth with her hand.
"I thought you might know how to help me." Ginny said, eyeing Hermione's wavy brown hair.
"Funny." Hermione answered, pulling her wand out of her pocket.
"Don't you go shrinking my head or anything." Ginny said as Hermione prepared to chant a spell.
"Rigora-embarzo." Hermione said as a jolt of blue light flew in the direction of Ginny's head.
Ginny held her eyes shut tightly as the icy cool feeling washed over her head softly.
"Do I get applause?" Hermione asked when Ginny's eyes finally opened.
Hermione had done a good job; instead of seeing a seething mass of copper mess, Ginny's hair was neatly parted in the middle, and hung strait and shone nicely in the reflecting light of the mirror she sat in front of.
"Thanks." was Ginny's reply as she smiled sweetly at the mirror.
"Well, the magical hairbrush really lasted." Ginny said, tossing it into a small, nearby bin.
"Herm, could I ask a favor?" Ginny asked, changing the subject.
"Ask away." Hermione replied.
"I wondered if I might borrow some of your clothes." Ginny said, grinning.
"I thought that your mum just sent you some, you know, in that box you wouldn't let me see." Hermione replied puzzledly.
"Oh, that was just," Ginny paused "just, um, just some extra knickers." (Author note: 'knickers' are underwear for all non-Brit-speaking people reading this)
"Oh, right then." Hermione said, evidently buying Ginny's fib.
"What you want to borrow?" Hermione asked, gesturing towards her Hogwarts trunk.
"Something plain, I s'pose, but I can find it myself." Ginny replied suddenly.
"You know, it is getting close to dinner, why don't we go meet the boys in the Great Hall." Hermione said, walking towards the door.
"You go ahead, I'll be done in a minute." said Ginny.
"Whatever you say." Hermione answered, closing the dorm door behind her.
"Must find makeup!" Ginny said as soon as Hermione was out of sight.
Doing her best to not knock anything over, Ginny dug roughly through her trunk, looking desperately for her makeup bag that her mother had tried to take away earlier in the year, during Summer.
"Come on, you stupid little wanker!" Ginny said, tossing her clothes onto her bed so that she could see more easily into her trunk.
~~~~~~~~~~~
After several minutes of digging, Ginny found her bag and hurriedly attempted to apply green eyeshadow to bring-out her blue eyes.
"Bloody heck!" she yelled as a giant clump of the green 'stuff' stuck in the corner of her left eye.
"I really do not need this many problems." she said to herself as she heard female chatter and footsteps ascending the stairs.
Hastily shoving the eyeliner into her pocket, Ginny pushed out of the dorm and down the stairs, and eventually to the Great Hall, where Ron, Hermione and Harry were all paitently waiting.
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As usual, Hermione sat next to Ron, and Harry across from them.
"What took so long?" Hermione asked impaitently as she ate her dinner.
"Loo." Ginny replied, sliding onto the bench and beside Harry. (For clarification, 'Loo' means bathroom)
Hermione acknowledged with a nod.
"What's for dinner, then?" Ginny asked, peering at Harry, who looked away.
"Ginny, is that, eyeliner?" Ron asked, squinting at her.
"Though it is none of your business, yes, it is." Ginny replied, folding her arms.
A steaming meal of fresh chicken soup in a silver bowl appeared before Ginny, accompanied by bread and a goblet of pumkin juice.
"Ginny," Harry began "not to be rude or obnoxious or anything, but why have you got eyeliner on one eye?"
Ginny dropped her fork.
"Only one eye?" she asked, looking in Harry's direction.
Harry hid his face shyly.
"I shouldn't of said anything." Harry answered.
"Someone would have noticed anyway." Ron said reassuringly.
"I'll just fix my eyeliner." Ginny said, leaving the table to search for a mirror.
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As Ginny wandered the corridors, a question lingered in her head.
"Why was Harry looking at me that closely anyway?" she asked herself, once she was in the girls' bathroom.
"Because he notices you." came Draco's voice from behind her, making her drop her liner pencil.
"Do you have creep up on me like that?" Ginny said, bending over to retrieve her pencil.
Ginny whipped her head around to see the back of Draco.
"Damn, he has a sexy walk." Ginny whispered, before she could mentally slap herself.
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That's all for now, but I will post again tomorrow!!!!
~Mac
I
suck at
little author notes
at the begining of
my chapters, so I'll
just skip it for
now...
~Enjoy
Mac
________________________________________________________________________
Ginny opened the box cautiously; inside was contained a small jar filled with various colored oval-shaped sweets; they were all different colors and a note, from Draco, was also inside.
Ginny closed the lid quickly as Hermione walked into the dormatory.
"What's that?" Hermione asked curiously.
"Package from mum." Ginny said, hiding the box behind her back.
"What's in it?" Hermione asked, trying to get the box away from Ginny.
"Um, just clothes." Ginny replied, sitting on the box suddenly.
"If it's anything, well, um, anyway, you can tell me." Hermione said, sitting down next to Ginny.
"Look, if I wanted to tell you, I would." Ginny replied.
"Fine." Hermione said, in a somewhat frusterated tone.
~~~~~~~~~~~
Just in case Hermione had decided to look for her box later, Ginny hid it in the very bottom of her school trunk and put a lock and spell on it.
"Practice." Ginny said to herself, alone in the room.
Ginny stared into a mirror with varying facial expressions, trying to decide how to get Harry's attention.
"Harry, I---no, no, that's all wrong." Ginny rubbed her eyes as she tried again and again.
~~~~~~~~~~~
"Bloody hell!" Ginny yelled exassperatedly.
Flomping on her bed, Ginny toyed with her coppery hair, and twisted the little strands into wraps.
~~~~~~~~~~~
Curling up on her bed, she closed her eyes for a mid-morning nap.
Her dreams were plagued with images of Draco, and Draco and more Draco.
"Gin, Gin." Hermione called, shaking Ginny out of her dream harshly.
"You missed lunch and the quidditch match." Hermione blurted out in rush.
"What time is it?" Ginny asked sleepily.
"Just about four-twenty-five." Hermione said, peering at the huge clock near the stairs.
"What?" Ginny said, shooting out of her bed at top speed.
Clambering to get her ankled untangled from the bedclothes, Ginny knocked her magical hairbrush off of the table beside her bed clumbsily.
"Anything wrong?" Hermione asked.
"Nothing at all." Ginny replied calmly, examining her brightly painted pink toenails.
~~~~~~~~~~
After shooing Hermione out of the dorm, Ginny set herself to work on her orangy hair, which had become quite matted together and tangled from her nap earlier.
Snatching up her hairbrush, (Author Comment: silly girl...should use her wand!) she began to attempt to comb her hair through.
No less than ten minutes into the conquest of fixing her hair, Ginny had managed to loose her brush in her hairy, coppery, tangled mess.
~~~~~~~~~~
Having struggled with the brush for a while longer, Ginny yelled for Hermione, who was luckily still in the common room, outside the dorm.
~~~~~~~~~~
"Hermy!" Ginny yelled out in a distressed tone.
"What's the matter?" Hermione said in a rush, almost running into a column in the dormatory.
"The bloody shitty brush did this." Ginny said, pointing to her head.
"And I thought that only happened to me." Hermione replied, covering her mouth with her hand.
"I thought you might know how to help me." Ginny said, eyeing Hermione's wavy brown hair.
"Funny." Hermione answered, pulling her wand out of her pocket.
"Don't you go shrinking my head or anything." Ginny said as Hermione prepared to chant a spell.
"Rigora-embarzo." Hermione said as a jolt of blue light flew in the direction of Ginny's head.
Ginny held her eyes shut tightly as the icy cool feeling washed over her head softly.
"Do I get applause?" Hermione asked when Ginny's eyes finally opened.
Hermione had done a good job; instead of seeing a seething mass of copper mess, Ginny's hair was neatly parted in the middle, and hung strait and shone nicely in the reflecting light of the mirror she sat in front of.
"Thanks." was Ginny's reply as she smiled sweetly at the mirror.
"Well, the magical hairbrush really lasted." Ginny said, tossing it into a small, nearby bin.
"Herm, could I ask a favor?" Ginny asked, changing the subject.
"Ask away." Hermione replied.
"I wondered if I might borrow some of your clothes." Ginny said, grinning.
"I thought that your mum just sent you some, you know, in that box you wouldn't let me see." Hermione replied puzzledly.
"Oh, that was just," Ginny paused "just, um, just some extra knickers." (Author note: 'knickers' are underwear for all non-Brit-speaking people reading this)
"Oh, right then." Hermione said, evidently buying Ginny's fib.
"What you want to borrow?" Hermione asked, gesturing towards her Hogwarts trunk.
"Something plain, I s'pose, but I can find it myself." Ginny replied suddenly.
"You know, it is getting close to dinner, why don't we go meet the boys in the Great Hall." Hermione said, walking towards the door.
"You go ahead, I'll be done in a minute." said Ginny.
"Whatever you say." Hermione answered, closing the dorm door behind her.
"Must find makeup!" Ginny said as soon as Hermione was out of sight.
Doing her best to not knock anything over, Ginny dug roughly through her trunk, looking desperately for her makeup bag that her mother had tried to take away earlier in the year, during Summer.
"Come on, you stupid little wanker!" Ginny said, tossing her clothes onto her bed so that she could see more easily into her trunk.
~~~~~~~~~~~
After several minutes of digging, Ginny found her bag and hurriedly attempted to apply green eyeshadow to bring-out her blue eyes.
"Bloody heck!" she yelled as a giant clump of the green 'stuff' stuck in the corner of her left eye.
"I really do not need this many problems." she said to herself as she heard female chatter and footsteps ascending the stairs.
Hastily shoving the eyeliner into her pocket, Ginny pushed out of the dorm and down the stairs, and eventually to the Great Hall, where Ron, Hermione and Harry were all paitently waiting.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
As usual, Hermione sat next to Ron, and Harry across from them.
"What took so long?" Hermione asked impaitently as she ate her dinner.
"Loo." Ginny replied, sliding onto the bench and beside Harry. (For clarification, 'Loo' means bathroom)
Hermione acknowledged with a nod.
"What's for dinner, then?" Ginny asked, peering at Harry, who looked away.
"Ginny, is that, eyeliner?" Ron asked, squinting at her.
"Though it is none of your business, yes, it is." Ginny replied, folding her arms.
A steaming meal of fresh chicken soup in a silver bowl appeared before Ginny, accompanied by bread and a goblet of pumkin juice.
"Ginny," Harry began "not to be rude or obnoxious or anything, but why have you got eyeliner on one eye?"
Ginny dropped her fork.
"Only one eye?" she asked, looking in Harry's direction.
Harry hid his face shyly.
"I shouldn't of said anything." Harry answered.
"Someone would have noticed anyway." Ron said reassuringly.
"I'll just fix my eyeliner." Ginny said, leaving the table to search for a mirror.
~~~~~~~~~~~~
As Ginny wandered the corridors, a question lingered in her head.
"Why was Harry looking at me that closely anyway?" she asked herself, once she was in the girls' bathroom.
"Because he notices you." came Draco's voice from behind her, making her drop her liner pencil.
"Do you have creep up on me like that?" Ginny said, bending over to retrieve her pencil.
Ginny whipped her head around to see the back of Draco.
"Damn, he has a sexy walk." Ginny whispered, before she could mentally slap herself.
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That's all for now, but I will post again tomorrow!!!!
~Mac