A/N: Another chapter... this one will probably be rather short as I truly have no inspiration to right but am rather being threatened into submission.... so, yeah...
Disclaimor: I only own Shadow, Ginger and Morgan -- you hear that Morgan, I own you!!!!
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Chapter 6
"Hello Shadow!!" George exclaimed happily escaping from the closet in which he had been locked into with Morgan. Morgan, busily trying to rebutton her shirt and smooth down her aqua colored hair looked up with a slight smile.
"Hello George -- having a bit of fun with your disappearing act? I see you've got it almost perfected -- if you had only been a little bit quieter -- " Shadow smirked.
"Oh, but Shadow," Morgan cut in, looping her arm through George's, "its not nearly as fun without the sound effects."
George smiled widely, showing his perfect Weasley teeth.
Shadow sighed. "I do rather agree... just better hope Filch don't catch you sneaking around in closets again Morgan -- remember but happened last time -- "
An innocent look appeared on Morgan's face as she looked over at George's slightly curious. "Last time? But... you said I was your first!"
"I did... well... um... Shadow!" she turned to face her, but Shadow had already disappeared.
"Well, uh -- George -- you see what happened was -- I was with Oliver Wood and we kinda got a little -- "
"Shh, stop talking," George replied sweetly, placing a finger over her lips. "I don't want to have to barf."
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Trelawney sitting up in her attic classroom woke suddenly from a light "meditation" (more like sleep) that she had been in, with a sudden urge to consult the crystal ball. Pulling it into place she looked inside and immediately saw a fair, blond haired boy she knew from her class -- Draco Malfoy -- kissing a red headed boy she knew from another class -- Ronald Weasley.
Trelawney gasped slightly as she continued staring. No, it couldn't be the Draco boy having a fondness at staring at girls hind sides and breasts -- kissing a Weasley? Unlikely.
"Ah, Trelawney you old bat -- your skills just aren't what they used to be now are they?" she sighed, pushing the ball back into place as it swirled, the picture of Snape searching frantically through the bathroom cabinets coming into place. (A/N: Don't ask, its an inside joke between me and my friend Morgan.)
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"Will you stop throwing a fit about it already Ron? The more you talk about it -- the more you'll remember it -- and personally with the way you keep bringing it up, you don't seem to want to let it go. If it was up to me to question it -- I'd almost say you liked it."
Ron turned, looking highly affronted to look a very smug Harry right in the eye.
"You did not just say that..." he muttered in a quiet angry voice. "Harry Potter you did not JUST SAY THAT!!" his voice rose and cracked slightly, causing a couple Gryffindor 3rd year girls to giggle. "I can't believe you -- you say you're my best friend -- you're supposed to know me -- and you go off saying that?! How could you!?"
He turned and stormed away, leaving Harry to just smirk.
"Yep," came voice behind him, as Fred's hand dropped on Harry's shoulder, "he definately liked it..."
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A/N: Don't sue me -- I know its short.... I might write more -- but, I dunno...
And, I know Morgan there was no full frontal snoggage -- but hey, theres only so many times you can bring up you and George in a story... maybe next Chapter.
Disclaimor: I only own Shadow, Ginger and Morgan -- you hear that Morgan, I own you!!!!
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Chapter 6
"Hello Shadow!!" George exclaimed happily escaping from the closet in which he had been locked into with Morgan. Morgan, busily trying to rebutton her shirt and smooth down her aqua colored hair looked up with a slight smile.
"Hello George -- having a bit of fun with your disappearing act? I see you've got it almost perfected -- if you had only been a little bit quieter -- " Shadow smirked.
"Oh, but Shadow," Morgan cut in, looping her arm through George's, "its not nearly as fun without the sound effects."
George smiled widely, showing his perfect Weasley teeth.
Shadow sighed. "I do rather agree... just better hope Filch don't catch you sneaking around in closets again Morgan -- remember but happened last time -- "
An innocent look appeared on Morgan's face as she looked over at George's slightly curious. "Last time? But... you said I was your first!"
"I did... well... um... Shadow!" she turned to face her, but Shadow had already disappeared.
"Well, uh -- George -- you see what happened was -- I was with Oliver Wood and we kinda got a little -- "
"Shh, stop talking," George replied sweetly, placing a finger over her lips. "I don't want to have to barf."
*~*~*~*~*~*~
Trelawney sitting up in her attic classroom woke suddenly from a light "meditation" (more like sleep) that she had been in, with a sudden urge to consult the crystal ball. Pulling it into place she looked inside and immediately saw a fair, blond haired boy she knew from her class -- Draco Malfoy -- kissing a red headed boy she knew from another class -- Ronald Weasley.
Trelawney gasped slightly as she continued staring. No, it couldn't be the Draco boy having a fondness at staring at girls hind sides and breasts -- kissing a Weasley? Unlikely.
"Ah, Trelawney you old bat -- your skills just aren't what they used to be now are they?" she sighed, pushing the ball back into place as it swirled, the picture of Snape searching frantically through the bathroom cabinets coming into place. (A/N: Don't ask, its an inside joke between me and my friend Morgan.)
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"Will you stop throwing a fit about it already Ron? The more you talk about it -- the more you'll remember it -- and personally with the way you keep bringing it up, you don't seem to want to let it go. If it was up to me to question it -- I'd almost say you liked it."
Ron turned, looking highly affronted to look a very smug Harry right in the eye.
"You did not just say that..." he muttered in a quiet angry voice. "Harry Potter you did not JUST SAY THAT!!" his voice rose and cracked slightly, causing a couple Gryffindor 3rd year girls to giggle. "I can't believe you -- you say you're my best friend -- you're supposed to know me -- and you go off saying that?! How could you!?"
He turned and stormed away, leaving Harry to just smirk.
"Yep," came voice behind him, as Fred's hand dropped on Harry's shoulder, "he definately liked it..."
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A/N: Don't sue me -- I know its short.... I might write more -- but, I dunno...
And, I know Morgan there was no full frontal snoggage -- but hey, theres only so many times you can bring up you and George in a story... maybe next Chapter.