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Harry Potter --------------------------------------------------------) J.K. Rowling
A stack of homework someone should be doing----------) Me
Author Notes: Well, hey! Whadd'ya know? I updated! I haven't completely disappeared, ya know. Enjoy the next installment from the wonderful world of Harry Potter, brought to you by me!
All Started With a Dream- Chapter 5
When Harry had finally gained a grip on his conscious, he shoved his way into the room past the lawn geese and flamingos. The entire class crammed in a corner, and Harry was smashed next to Ginny, who was in his fifth year class for reasons he did not know.
When Harry realized that the entire lesson would be on the method of gardening and how to create welcoming, decorative lawn environments, he decided to take up a conversation with Ginny instead.
"So, what's the deal with you becoming a biker girl and all?"
"Oh, I don't know. Maybe because my boyfriend was one. But we broke up."
"Don't tell me... you mean you're normal now? I'm not the only one?"
"I guess you could say that. And you're right, I have to admit. The school has been acting a bit strange, hasn't it? Dumbledore won't let anyone enter the school in between classes without a close inspection in case of agents."
"Tell me about it. I couldn't get away from him.. and Snape..."
Ginny giggled. "Did you see his new poster?"
"I don't even want to know.."
She smiled. "So Harry, do you want to go out with me?" she asked casually.
'Er..." Harry stared, surprised. Ginny had gotten bolder since first year.. "Why not?" he finally said, grinning. The world was wrong for everyone else, so why shouldn't he join the club?
Ginny grinned, too. "So I guess we're loners, then. The only normal ones here."
"Yeah... and I heard rumors about Neville building a spa lounge next to the Quidditch pitch with his new lotto money. Want to go check it out?"
"Sure!" Ginny said.
"Ok, well first we need to distract Flitwick. That's easy enough.. Why don't you go say something about seeing an attractive garden outside, and we'll make a break for it?"
"Anything for you," she smiled, and pushed over to the window. "Oh my!" she said loudly. "Look at that lovely garden outside, Flitwick!"
Flitwick looked up. "........Garden?" he asked dreamily. Then he got up and bolted for the door (as best he could with the lawn decorations) and left.
Harry and Ginny gave eachother a high five, and headed the other way out the classroom. As they were walking past the grounds in front of the school, they spotted Ron wandering aimlessly, muttering something about a gold rush.
They finally found the rumored spa lounge, and prepared to spend the rest of the day skipping their classes.
***
No one really knew how it happened, but when Harry and Ginny emerged from the spa lounge, Ginny proudly bore an engagement ring for all to see. They were both too drunk to walk, and resulted in stumbling across the Quidditch Pitch. They finally fell to the ground, laughing too hard to stand. They fell asleep not too long after on the grass, and wouldn't be found until the next day, by none other than the Dark Lord himself.
"Aww, man!" Voldemort cursed as he tripped over the two limp bodies on the ground. "What's up with that, now?"
Harry and Ginny slowly sat up, both blinking dully. "Bloody, what a hangover," Harry muttered.
"Oooh, Harry, look it's an evil dark lord.." Ginny pointed and giggled.
"Oh, yeah.. hey!" Harry said getting up to shake hands with him.
"First of all, I'm not an evil dark lord, and NO TOUCHIES. Touchies? Me? No. Cusco doesn't do touchies."
"Cusco?" Harry asked, puzzled.
He sighed. "Yeah, long story. Anyway, I'm in a tough spot here. See, some woman trying to overthrow my throne transformed me into a llama, even though I'm an emperor. So I was kinda wondering if one of you magic...people? Witches, Wizards, whatever, could change me back?"
Harry shrugged. "Sorry, mate. Don't know the spell for it. You have to go to someone else. How about you, Ginny?"
"Not a clue." Ginny said apologetically.
"All right, thanks anyway. And if you see some peasant farmer dude trying to follow me, get rid of him, ok?"
Harry gave him the thumbs up. "Anytime."
Voldemort/Cusco walked away, heading toward the school. Ginny and Harry got up and began walking away in the other direction, discussing wedding plans.
Just as they were entering the Forbidden Forest, Harry's hangover started to wear off, and he fainted in Ginny's arms.
Harry Potter --------------------------------------------------------) J.K. Rowling
A stack of homework someone should be doing----------) Me
Author Notes: Well, hey! Whadd'ya know? I updated! I haven't completely disappeared, ya know. Enjoy the next installment from the wonderful world of Harry Potter, brought to you by me!
All Started With a Dream- Chapter 5
When Harry had finally gained a grip on his conscious, he shoved his way into the room past the lawn geese and flamingos. The entire class crammed in a corner, and Harry was smashed next to Ginny, who was in his fifth year class for reasons he did not know.
When Harry realized that the entire lesson would be on the method of gardening and how to create welcoming, decorative lawn environments, he decided to take up a conversation with Ginny instead.
"So, what's the deal with you becoming a biker girl and all?"
"Oh, I don't know. Maybe because my boyfriend was one. But we broke up."
"Don't tell me... you mean you're normal now? I'm not the only one?"
"I guess you could say that. And you're right, I have to admit. The school has been acting a bit strange, hasn't it? Dumbledore won't let anyone enter the school in between classes without a close inspection in case of agents."
"Tell me about it. I couldn't get away from him.. and Snape..."
Ginny giggled. "Did you see his new poster?"
"I don't even want to know.."
She smiled. "So Harry, do you want to go out with me?" she asked casually.
'Er..." Harry stared, surprised. Ginny had gotten bolder since first year.. "Why not?" he finally said, grinning. The world was wrong for everyone else, so why shouldn't he join the club?
Ginny grinned, too. "So I guess we're loners, then. The only normal ones here."
"Yeah... and I heard rumors about Neville building a spa lounge next to the Quidditch pitch with his new lotto money. Want to go check it out?"
"Sure!" Ginny said.
"Ok, well first we need to distract Flitwick. That's easy enough.. Why don't you go say something about seeing an attractive garden outside, and we'll make a break for it?"
"Anything for you," she smiled, and pushed over to the window. "Oh my!" she said loudly. "Look at that lovely garden outside, Flitwick!"
Flitwick looked up. "........Garden?" he asked dreamily. Then he got up and bolted for the door (as best he could with the lawn decorations) and left.
Harry and Ginny gave eachother a high five, and headed the other way out the classroom. As they were walking past the grounds in front of the school, they spotted Ron wandering aimlessly, muttering something about a gold rush.
They finally found the rumored spa lounge, and prepared to spend the rest of the day skipping their classes.
***
No one really knew how it happened, but when Harry and Ginny emerged from the spa lounge, Ginny proudly bore an engagement ring for all to see. They were both too drunk to walk, and resulted in stumbling across the Quidditch Pitch. They finally fell to the ground, laughing too hard to stand. They fell asleep not too long after on the grass, and wouldn't be found until the next day, by none other than the Dark Lord himself.
"Aww, man!" Voldemort cursed as he tripped over the two limp bodies on the ground. "What's up with that, now?"
Harry and Ginny slowly sat up, both blinking dully. "Bloody, what a hangover," Harry muttered.
"Oooh, Harry, look it's an evil dark lord.." Ginny pointed and giggled.
"Oh, yeah.. hey!" Harry said getting up to shake hands with him.
"First of all, I'm not an evil dark lord, and NO TOUCHIES. Touchies? Me? No. Cusco doesn't do touchies."
"Cusco?" Harry asked, puzzled.
He sighed. "Yeah, long story. Anyway, I'm in a tough spot here. See, some woman trying to overthrow my throne transformed me into a llama, even though I'm an emperor. So I was kinda wondering if one of you magic...people? Witches, Wizards, whatever, could change me back?"
Harry shrugged. "Sorry, mate. Don't know the spell for it. You have to go to someone else. How about you, Ginny?"
"Not a clue." Ginny said apologetically.
"All right, thanks anyway. And if you see some peasant farmer dude trying to follow me, get rid of him, ok?"
Harry gave him the thumbs up. "Anytime."
Voldemort/Cusco walked away, heading toward the school. Ginny and Harry got up and began walking away in the other direction, discussing wedding plans.
Just as they were entering the Forbidden Forest, Harry's hangover started to wear off, and he fainted in Ginny's arms.