Chapter 4
Pink Torture Meets Duel
It was torture, pure evil mercilessly torture. Who knew one of the
prettiest girls in school could be so God Damn BORING?! Harry could have
sworn that Lavender came from the land of stupid and was valedictorian of
The Finishing School of Stupid. All she knew was how to paint her toenails
pink. And pink has to be the worst color in the world next to brown (A/N:
brown hehe get it? What I thought it was funny). Then his savior arrived.
Ginny had finally gotten up on this Sunday morning. Then again Harry was
sitting at lunch. Oh well at least he has a savior (even though she is a
bit late).
"Hey Harry, Hey Lavender" Ginny said.
"Hey Gin" Harry said very thankfully.
"Um. Harry, can I talk to you. You know. alone?" Ginny asked
understanding Harry's tone. Lavender, being stupid, took it the wrong way.
"Ooo, Harry and Ginny sittin' in a tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G. First comes love,
then."
"LAVENDER, SHUT UP!" Harry yelled, grabbing the attention of the people
around them. He grabbed Ginny's hand and led her outside of the Great
Hall.
"So-er- what did you want" Harry said realizing he had not yet let go of
Ginny's hand Harry dropped it immediately and started to blush. Ginny
didn't notice, fortunately for him.
"Well, nothing really, it was just an excuse to get you out of the hands
of evil in pink." Ginny said laughing at her own joke. Oddly enough Harry
found it funny as well and they both fell to the ground in laughter.
Moments later they regained their composure and stared and started to
laugh once more. It was less than a half an hour later when they finally
stopped laughing. Silence surrounded them once again. Harry felt it needed
to be broken, so he shattered it.
"So Ginny, what do you wanna do now?"
" I don't know. Good question." Ginny said walking up the steps towards
the common room
"Great suggestion." Harry retorted sarcastically following Ginny.
"Ooo, you're good Mr. Potter."
"What are you saying Miss Weasley?"
"That you could never beat me."
"Is that so."
"Yes, sir"
"What is it that you are so much greater than I, O' Ginnyness."
"Anything and everything my good sir."
"Really." Harry said reaching the Fat Lady's Portrait. Saying the
password he held the door open for Ginny and kindly waited to climb in
after Ginny had graciously entered.
"O my kind sir, thou art chivalrous."
"Nothing is to good, for thou art a lady and I am but a boy."
"Yes, my sources are correct. Thou art good at comebacks"
"Really?"
"Yes. You are good, better than my brothers, excluding Fred and George
'cuz they are the best, but all the others, especially Ron." Ginny said
with a roll of her eyes
"Ron is a bit clueless isn't he?"
"No shit, Sherlock."
"Well what shall we do now?" Harry said. He glanced at Ginny, a very
pensive Ginny. It was starting to scare him.
"I've got it!" Ginny exclaimed after a short moment. "I Ginny Weasley
challenge you Harry Potter to a duel of wit. Do you accept?"
"I do. What are our guidelines?"
"That I will tell you at dinner. Until our third consuming of sustenance
today."
Pink Torture Meets Duel
It was torture, pure evil mercilessly torture. Who knew one of the
prettiest girls in school could be so God Damn BORING?! Harry could have
sworn that Lavender came from the land of stupid and was valedictorian of
The Finishing School of Stupid. All she knew was how to paint her toenails
pink. And pink has to be the worst color in the world next to brown (A/N:
brown hehe get it? What I thought it was funny). Then his savior arrived.
Ginny had finally gotten up on this Sunday morning. Then again Harry was
sitting at lunch. Oh well at least he has a savior (even though she is a
bit late).
"Hey Harry, Hey Lavender" Ginny said.
"Hey Gin" Harry said very thankfully.
"Um. Harry, can I talk to you. You know. alone?" Ginny asked
understanding Harry's tone. Lavender, being stupid, took it the wrong way.
"Ooo, Harry and Ginny sittin' in a tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G. First comes love,
then."
"LAVENDER, SHUT UP!" Harry yelled, grabbing the attention of the people
around them. He grabbed Ginny's hand and led her outside of the Great
Hall.
"So-er- what did you want" Harry said realizing he had not yet let go of
Ginny's hand Harry dropped it immediately and started to blush. Ginny
didn't notice, fortunately for him.
"Well, nothing really, it was just an excuse to get you out of the hands
of evil in pink." Ginny said laughing at her own joke. Oddly enough Harry
found it funny as well and they both fell to the ground in laughter.
Moments later they regained their composure and stared and started to
laugh once more. It was less than a half an hour later when they finally
stopped laughing. Silence surrounded them once again. Harry felt it needed
to be broken, so he shattered it.
"So Ginny, what do you wanna do now?"
" I don't know. Good question." Ginny said walking up the steps towards
the common room
"Great suggestion." Harry retorted sarcastically following Ginny.
"Ooo, you're good Mr. Potter."
"What are you saying Miss Weasley?"
"That you could never beat me."
"Is that so."
"Yes, sir"
"What is it that you are so much greater than I, O' Ginnyness."
"Anything and everything my good sir."
"Really." Harry said reaching the Fat Lady's Portrait. Saying the
password he held the door open for Ginny and kindly waited to climb in
after Ginny had graciously entered.
"O my kind sir, thou art chivalrous."
"Nothing is to good, for thou art a lady and I am but a boy."
"Yes, my sources are correct. Thou art good at comebacks"
"Really?"
"Yes. You are good, better than my brothers, excluding Fred and George
'cuz they are the best, but all the others, especially Ron." Ginny said
with a roll of her eyes
"Ron is a bit clueless isn't he?"
"No shit, Sherlock."
"Well what shall we do now?" Harry said. He glanced at Ginny, a very
pensive Ginny. It was starting to scare him.
"I've got it!" Ginny exclaimed after a short moment. "I Ginny Weasley
challenge you Harry Potter to a duel of wit. Do you accept?"
"I do. What are our guidelines?"
"That I will tell you at dinner. Until our third consuming of sustenance
today."