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Hey...I'm sorry...as I posted earlier in a review of the 7th chapter, I took the day off a little, so this chapter will most likely be up a little later than usual.
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I also know, as was pointed-out, that there are hundreds of 'these fics'...I assure you that there IS a point to it all!!!
I was just inspired on the "spur of the moment" and had an idea...*how unusual*
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Well, enough with the mindless rambling...
Enjoy!
~Mac
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After she had fixed her eyemakeup reasonably well, Ginny casually walked back to the Great Hall and proceeded to eat the remainder of her meal in silence.
Harry left early, quite expectedly after his untimely comment about Ginny's makeup, and Ron followed shortly after, leaving Hermione and Ginny to walk up to the dorms by themselves.
"Finished eating?" Hermione asked as Ginny took one last draught out of her goblet.
"Finshed for tonight." she replied, following Hermione out of the Great Hall and into the corridors.
The two girls walked up to the common room in almost complete silence as the hall lamps in Hogwarts were officially snuffed-out and everyone was supposed to have gotten changed for bed.
"I'm heading for the sack." Hermione said, yawning uncontrollably.
"I'll be up in a minute." Ginny replied, still standing in the common room.
Eyeing the fireplace before her, Ginny slid herself onto the sofa in front of the hearth and curled up, enjoying the warmth.
Before she could stop herself, Ginny's eyes had shut tightly and her body relaxed, sprawling outwards on the small two-person sofa.
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After what had seemed like a mere few minutes of sleep to Ginny, the sun had risen and the boys and girls of Gryffindor began to wake and pass through the common room, pointing and whispering as they went.
Harrym who had awoken on time for once, attempted to wake Ginny, thinking it as a favor, in apology for his comment during dinner the night before.
Sitting on the sofa carefully, Harry tried first whispering to her, trying his very best to wake her.
"You need a foghorn with that one." Ron said as he knelt near to Ginny's ear.
"Go away you sod." Ginny said as Ron ruffled her hair briskly.
"Ginny, you're going to be marked late." Harry added as Ginny began kicking slowly.
Ginny tried hiding her head underneath one of the cushions, but Ron took advantage of a vase of flowers on a nearby desk and very slowly tipped the cold water onto Ginny's exposed neck.
"Stop it you bloody bugger!" Ginny yelled, slapping Ron's arm blindly.
Ron giggled boyishly as Harry pulled his wand out.
"Geshora." Harry whispered, flicking his wand at Ginny.
As the spell hit Ginny, she was whisked into the air and landed with a loud bump in front of the fireplace, which was blazing brightly still.
"What the name of God was that?" Ginny asked, rubbing her head.
Struggling to stand, Ginny's cloak landed in the fire, and caught alight easily.
"Put the bloody thing out!" Ginny yelled, stamping on the flames, which burned up the side of the robe.
It being early in the morning, Ron's reactions were somewhat delayed, and he stared at Ginny blankly for several seconds before he had absorbed the situation.
In a dive that a professional rugby player could be proud of, Harry leaped at the hem of Ginny's robes, in an attempt to put it out. Though, unfortunately, because of one of his shoelaces had become untied, he stumbled awkwardly, and shoved Ginny over aswell as smothering the fire with his body.
Still in a daze, Ginny, quite by accident, rolled over, not only entangling her scorched robes around her own ankles, but also crashed into Harry, shall we say, in a less than romantic fashion.
"Ooh, sorry Harry." Ginny said, petrified as she realised her physical position.
"I don't mean to be rude, but it's a bit early for that." Harry said with a grin as Ron still sat on the sofa, though this time, an anxious and worried look had overcome his face.
"It's not that early." Ginny said, replacing Harry's cheeky smile with a deep blush.
(Is this ^ OBVIOUS enough???)
"Ginny, Ginny, are you all right?" Ron said, yanking Ginny up by her arm into a hug.
"I'm fine, no thanks to you." she said.
"Ron, people are going to think..." Ginny trailed off as several second year boys stared strangely at the siblings.
"Good point." Ron replied, letting go of her.
Harry snatched up his spellbooks, which had been left on the table, and headed for the door.
"Harry," Ginny called "thanks for putting out the fire." she called.
"Any time." Harry replied before he continued on towards the Great Hall, where breakfast was to be served.
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Ginny skipped her breakfast in order to fix herself up. Thankfully, she had a spare grey robe, and she slipped it on over her uniform and walked briskly to her first class, levitation, with professor Flitwick.
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The lesson was slow and boring, and lasted much longer than Ginny had thought it should have.
Finally, after what had seemed like endless drivel about not practicing the levitation with heavy books in school, the Slytherin vs. Ravenclaw quidditch match was announced, and Ginny rushed to the pitch.
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When Ginny arrived, the game had begun, and all ready, the Slytherin chasers had scored several times.
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Both teams were beginning to look weary; they had been playing for almost two and a half hours.
Ginny glanced at Harry; she could tell that his emerald eyes followed Cho Chang, *his* long time crush, and the Ravenclaw seeker, over the field as she battled with Malfoy to catch the incredibly small golden snitch.
Ginny looked back over at Malfoy; quicker than a blink, Ginny witnessed him thrust his elbow into Cho's face, sending her flying off of her broomstick.
The Slytherin croud jeered roudily at their success.
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Fixing his sights on the snitch, Draco followed the golden sphere until he seized the oppertunity and reached forward and snatched it out of the air.
"Slytherin wins by one-hundred points!" Lee screamed over the megaphone to the delight of Draco's crowd and the slimy potions master, Snape.
"Draco bloody Malfoy." Harry said in disgust as he pushed past Ginny.
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After the match was over, Harry hurried to see if Cho was all right, as did several other aspiring sixth and seventh-former boys.
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Ginny trudged into professor McGonagall's classroom expecting to be marked late for the start.
Apparently, due to the professor's weak health, the class had been cancelled, giving Ginny time to prepare for her 'assignment'.
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As soon as the 'O.K.' from the other teachers was given, Ginny sped up to the girls' dorm to take some serious time deciding what she should do.
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Satisfied after several attempts at her makeup, a ten minute dig through Hermione's trunk, and a quick brush through her hair, Ginny strutted confidently in front of a floor-length mirror.
She was wearing a long skirt and a lacy red blouse with delicately strung red glass beads; she tied her copper hair up into a bun, leaving her bangs to fall onto her face.
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After sitting on her bed, browsing through a random magazine, the classes for the day had at last ended, leaving a little more than an hour before dinner would be served.
Impaitent, Ginny wandered into the common room and waited until Harry, followed by Ron, who annoyingly follwed Harry everywhere, came in.
"Why the fancy costume?" Ron asked.
"Why the nosy attitude?" Ginny responded.
"Harry I wondered if I could steal a word." Ginny said sweetly.
Without a word, Ron loped into the boys' dorm, leaving Harry and Ginny alone.
"Harry, I-" Ginny choked.
"Could you sit here." Ginny managed to say, patting the sofa cushion beside her.
"Yes." Harry said suspiciously, laying his schoolthings on a table.
"Have I ever told you how absolutely stunning your eyes are?" Ginny said, almost reeling at thought of what she had just said to Harry.
"No." Harry said, becoming a little nervous himself.
"Well, consider it that I have." Ginny said, closing her eyes as she gently scooted closer to Harry, touching him lightly.
"Harry, could I sit closer?" Ginny asked, her face completely honest.
Harry coughed a little.
"I s'pose." he replied in a quiet voice.
As she had 'practiced' the day before with Draco, Ginny slowly, but surely slid herself delicately onto Harry's lap.
Harry jumped a little.
"Comfortable?" Ginny asked sweetly.
Harry didn't have time to reply; standing on the stairwell was Hermione, her eyes very wide.
"I didn't mean to interupt." she said, backing up the stairs.
Ginny froze up.
"I, uh, um, I think I'd better go." Harry said, pushing Ginny off of his lap suddenly.
Ginny stood up and walked towards the stairwell where Hermione still stood.
"How long were you standing there?" Ginny asked, putting her hands on her hips.
"Few seconds, maybe." Hermione said, grasping Ginny around the arm and leading her up the stairs.
"It's past dinner time." Hermione added as Ginny changed her shirt into a typical uniform one.
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The two walked downstairs, where Harry was waiting by himself. He avoided looking at Ginny the whole walk into the Great Hall.
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Once inside, the three began eating.
Ginny dared to look over at the Slytherin table; Draco stared back, smiling devilishly as he ran his tongue across his lips.
"Fuck!" Ginny yelled. (sorry about this swear-word, people!)
All talking in the Great Hall ceased, and everyone seemed to be watching Ginny.
Ron walked in casually at the very moment, and his eyes darted back and forth, trying to fathom the silence.
Harry landed his head on the table with a humiliating bump and the talking began once more.
"And what was that?" Ron asked as he squeezed into the Gryffindor table.
"I've outdone myself this time." Ginny replied, closing her eyes and sighing.
"I seem to have lost my appetite." Harry said as he briskly left the hall.
Ginny stared back across the room at Draco, who mouthed the word: "Tomorrow."
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So, how do you like???
This chapter was exceptionally long, compared to the previous ones...tell me what you think!!!
~Mac
Hey...I'm sorry...as I posted earlier in a review of the 7th chapter, I took the day off a little, so this chapter will most likely be up a little later than usual.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I also know, as was pointed-out, that there are hundreds of 'these fics'...I assure you that there IS a point to it all!!!
I was just inspired on the "spur of the moment" and had an idea...*how unusual*
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Well, enough with the mindless rambling...
Enjoy!
~Mac
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After she had fixed her eyemakeup reasonably well, Ginny casually walked back to the Great Hall and proceeded to eat the remainder of her meal in silence.
Harry left early, quite expectedly after his untimely comment about Ginny's makeup, and Ron followed shortly after, leaving Hermione and Ginny to walk up to the dorms by themselves.
"Finished eating?" Hermione asked as Ginny took one last draught out of her goblet.
"Finshed for tonight." she replied, following Hermione out of the Great Hall and into the corridors.
The two girls walked up to the common room in almost complete silence as the hall lamps in Hogwarts were officially snuffed-out and everyone was supposed to have gotten changed for bed.
"I'm heading for the sack." Hermione said, yawning uncontrollably.
"I'll be up in a minute." Ginny replied, still standing in the common room.
Eyeing the fireplace before her, Ginny slid herself onto the sofa in front of the hearth and curled up, enjoying the warmth.
Before she could stop herself, Ginny's eyes had shut tightly and her body relaxed, sprawling outwards on the small two-person sofa.
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After what had seemed like a mere few minutes of sleep to Ginny, the sun had risen and the boys and girls of Gryffindor began to wake and pass through the common room, pointing and whispering as they went.
Harrym who had awoken on time for once, attempted to wake Ginny, thinking it as a favor, in apology for his comment during dinner the night before.
Sitting on the sofa carefully, Harry tried first whispering to her, trying his very best to wake her.
"You need a foghorn with that one." Ron said as he knelt near to Ginny's ear.
"Go away you sod." Ginny said as Ron ruffled her hair briskly.
"Ginny, you're going to be marked late." Harry added as Ginny began kicking slowly.
Ginny tried hiding her head underneath one of the cushions, but Ron took advantage of a vase of flowers on a nearby desk and very slowly tipped the cold water onto Ginny's exposed neck.
"Stop it you bloody bugger!" Ginny yelled, slapping Ron's arm blindly.
Ron giggled boyishly as Harry pulled his wand out.
"Geshora." Harry whispered, flicking his wand at Ginny.
As the spell hit Ginny, she was whisked into the air and landed with a loud bump in front of the fireplace, which was blazing brightly still.
"What the name of God was that?" Ginny asked, rubbing her head.
Struggling to stand, Ginny's cloak landed in the fire, and caught alight easily.
"Put the bloody thing out!" Ginny yelled, stamping on the flames, which burned up the side of the robe.
It being early in the morning, Ron's reactions were somewhat delayed, and he stared at Ginny blankly for several seconds before he had absorbed the situation.
In a dive that a professional rugby player could be proud of, Harry leaped at the hem of Ginny's robes, in an attempt to put it out. Though, unfortunately, because of one of his shoelaces had become untied, he stumbled awkwardly, and shoved Ginny over aswell as smothering the fire with his body.
Still in a daze, Ginny, quite by accident, rolled over, not only entangling her scorched robes around her own ankles, but also crashed into Harry, shall we say, in a less than romantic fashion.
"Ooh, sorry Harry." Ginny said, petrified as she realised her physical position.
"I don't mean to be rude, but it's a bit early for that." Harry said with a grin as Ron still sat on the sofa, though this time, an anxious and worried look had overcome his face.
"It's not that early." Ginny said, replacing Harry's cheeky smile with a deep blush.
(Is this ^ OBVIOUS enough???)
"Ginny, Ginny, are you all right?" Ron said, yanking Ginny up by her arm into a hug.
"I'm fine, no thanks to you." she said.
"Ron, people are going to think..." Ginny trailed off as several second year boys stared strangely at the siblings.
"Good point." Ron replied, letting go of her.
Harry snatched up his spellbooks, which had been left on the table, and headed for the door.
"Harry," Ginny called "thanks for putting out the fire." she called.
"Any time." Harry replied before he continued on towards the Great Hall, where breakfast was to be served.
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Ginny skipped her breakfast in order to fix herself up. Thankfully, she had a spare grey robe, and she slipped it on over her uniform and walked briskly to her first class, levitation, with professor Flitwick.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The lesson was slow and boring, and lasted much longer than Ginny had thought it should have.
Finally, after what had seemed like endless drivel about not practicing the levitation with heavy books in school, the Slytherin vs. Ravenclaw quidditch match was announced, and Ginny rushed to the pitch.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
When Ginny arrived, the game had begun, and all ready, the Slytherin chasers had scored several times.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Both teams were beginning to look weary; they had been playing for almost two and a half hours.
Ginny glanced at Harry; she could tell that his emerald eyes followed Cho Chang, *his* long time crush, and the Ravenclaw seeker, over the field as she battled with Malfoy to catch the incredibly small golden snitch.
Ginny looked back over at Malfoy; quicker than a blink, Ginny witnessed him thrust his elbow into Cho's face, sending her flying off of her broomstick.
The Slytherin croud jeered roudily at their success.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Fixing his sights on the snitch, Draco followed the golden sphere until he seized the oppertunity and reached forward and snatched it out of the air.
"Slytherin wins by one-hundred points!" Lee screamed over the megaphone to the delight of Draco's crowd and the slimy potions master, Snape.
"Draco bloody Malfoy." Harry said in disgust as he pushed past Ginny.
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After the match was over, Harry hurried to see if Cho was all right, as did several other aspiring sixth and seventh-former boys.
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Ginny trudged into professor McGonagall's classroom expecting to be marked late for the start.
Apparently, due to the professor's weak health, the class had been cancelled, giving Ginny time to prepare for her 'assignment'.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
As soon as the 'O.K.' from the other teachers was given, Ginny sped up to the girls' dorm to take some serious time deciding what she should do.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Satisfied after several attempts at her makeup, a ten minute dig through Hermione's trunk, and a quick brush through her hair, Ginny strutted confidently in front of a floor-length mirror.
She was wearing a long skirt and a lacy red blouse with delicately strung red glass beads; she tied her copper hair up into a bun, leaving her bangs to fall onto her face.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
After sitting on her bed, browsing through a random magazine, the classes for the day had at last ended, leaving a little more than an hour before dinner would be served.
Impaitent, Ginny wandered into the common room and waited until Harry, followed by Ron, who annoyingly follwed Harry everywhere, came in.
"Why the fancy costume?" Ron asked.
"Why the nosy attitude?" Ginny responded.
"Harry I wondered if I could steal a word." Ginny said sweetly.
Without a word, Ron loped into the boys' dorm, leaving Harry and Ginny alone.
"Harry, I-" Ginny choked.
"Could you sit here." Ginny managed to say, patting the sofa cushion beside her.
"Yes." Harry said suspiciously, laying his schoolthings on a table.
"Have I ever told you how absolutely stunning your eyes are?" Ginny said, almost reeling at thought of what she had just said to Harry.
"No." Harry said, becoming a little nervous himself.
"Well, consider it that I have." Ginny said, closing her eyes as she gently scooted closer to Harry, touching him lightly.
"Harry, could I sit closer?" Ginny asked, her face completely honest.
Harry coughed a little.
"I s'pose." he replied in a quiet voice.
As she had 'practiced' the day before with Draco, Ginny slowly, but surely slid herself delicately onto Harry's lap.
Harry jumped a little.
"Comfortable?" Ginny asked sweetly.
Harry didn't have time to reply; standing on the stairwell was Hermione, her eyes very wide.
"I didn't mean to interupt." she said, backing up the stairs.
Ginny froze up.
"I, uh, um, I think I'd better go." Harry said, pushing Ginny off of his lap suddenly.
Ginny stood up and walked towards the stairwell where Hermione still stood.
"How long were you standing there?" Ginny asked, putting her hands on her hips.
"Few seconds, maybe." Hermione said, grasping Ginny around the arm and leading her up the stairs.
"It's past dinner time." Hermione added as Ginny changed her shirt into a typical uniform one.
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The two walked downstairs, where Harry was waiting by himself. He avoided looking at Ginny the whole walk into the Great Hall.
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Once inside, the three began eating.
Ginny dared to look over at the Slytherin table; Draco stared back, smiling devilishly as he ran his tongue across his lips.
"Fuck!" Ginny yelled. (sorry about this swear-word, people!)
All talking in the Great Hall ceased, and everyone seemed to be watching Ginny.
Ron walked in casually at the very moment, and his eyes darted back and forth, trying to fathom the silence.
Harry landed his head on the table with a humiliating bump and the talking began once more.
"And what was that?" Ron asked as he squeezed into the Gryffindor table.
"I've outdone myself this time." Ginny replied, closing her eyes and sighing.
"I seem to have lost my appetite." Harry said as he briskly left the hall.
Ginny stared back across the room at Draco, who mouthed the word: "Tomorrow."
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So, how do you like???
This chapter was exceptionally long, compared to the previous ones...tell me what you think!!!
~Mac