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Chapter 12: Unexpected Visitors.
From the last chapter:
We reached the entrance hall and Neville helped me to push open the doors. We trudged through the snow for a while and then suddenly Neville stopped.
"I'm really sorry about this Ginny." He said taking a few steps away from me in quick succession.
"Neville, what--?" I said but my question was cut off as I copped a face full of cold, wet, slimy, chunky ice.
"Ronald Weasley!" I hollered after I had spat the cold stuff out of my mouth.
I sounded angry but in reality I was glad that this was all that Neville was sorry about. I thought it must have been something so much more than that!
I scooped up a handful of snow and threw it as hard as I could at a bright patch of red hair that was poking up over a snow bank. Needless to say, with my chaser precision, it hit its target.
"Yeah! Score for me!" I said as I was hit simultaneously from other directions. I spun around and found that I was completely alone. I knew for a fact that Ron couldn't have thrown all the snowballs. That's when I heard sniggering coming from behind a tree, Hagrid's Hut, and the corner of the castle and my favourite pile of rocks by the lake.
"Show your selves!" I yelled, cupping my hands to my mouth, laughing all the same.
One by one, people came out from behind their hiding places.
Dean from behind the tree, Seamus from Hagrid's Hut, Lavender from the Castle, Parvati from my place by the Lake.
I laughed again at the sheepish looks on their faces.
"Ron made us do it!" Lavender squealed as she hid her face from the snowball that I was bouncing up and down in my hand.
"Oh really?" I said, turning in Ron's direction. He grinned at me and shouted:
"Fight!" I wasn't quick enough. I got hit again.
It woke me up enough to hide from everyone. I ran along the grounds, shielding myself with the various trees that were around the place. I soon found myself a spot to hide; I used my wand to make a fort, heating it on the inside. Ah the perks of magic. I thought wryly.
I stuck my head up over the top and a thought occurred to me.
"Ack! Hermione!" I said as I went back down into my cover.
"I was just wondering where you were."
"Library. Ron didn't tell me that he was just going to be ganging up on you!" she said sticking her head up over the fort.
"Hermione don't-" I tried to warn her but the next time I saw her, her face was covered in snow.
"This.Means.War." she said in a harsh voice.
"Yeah! Go 'Mione!" I said as she bewitched a select pile of snowballs to pelt Ron in the head.
"What can I say? I learn my incantations, unlike some people." She said peeking over the top of the fort.
What we saw made us both collapse into giggles. Ron had stood up and was wiping the remnants of Hermione's latest attack off his face.
"What the?" I heard him mutter before he ducked back down again.
It was then that I realised that I wasn't the only one being attacked. Everyone was attacking each other. I laughed and pointed this out to Hermione who wasn't maying much attention. She was trying to figure out how to send Ron a snowball in the shape of a hand that would slap him on the face.
I shook my head and made a pile of snowballs and launched them at unsuspecting people. I don't think they thought that little Ginny Weasley could pack such a punch. I actually managed to knock Neville over at one stage. I felt bad until he stood up again and sent one in my direction. He didn't throw it very well and I managed to send it back his way and hit him on the face.
"Hey!" he spluttered through the snowball.
"Hey nothing, that's for not telling me what was going to happen to me when I came out here!" I yelled across to him.
"Point taken. Can I come on your team?" he asked looking at me apprehensively. I laughed and waved him over.
"Help me make more snowballs." I said hastily as I ducked one that threatened to soak me all the way through.
"Sure, anything. Better than being picked on out there!" he said making the pile of snowballs even bigger.
I helped him whilst no one was throwing anything and I wasn't paying attention to the fact that there was no noise at all.
I had made a huge snowball and written "Weasley Is No King!" on it in bright red letters and was preparing to send it his way when-
"Ginny! No don't! Too late." Hermione said as my snowball hit something. Or someone. I can tell you now that it certainly wasn't Ron.
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"Oops." I said trying to bite back a laugh as I saw whom it had hit.
"Weasel!" he shouted.
"Hmmm? Yes Frosty? Oh no sorry, I mean Ferret. Oh! Frosty Ferret, what a nice ring." I said as he pushed the snow off his face.
"I'm going to get you for that one!" he said beginning to chase after me.
"Oh look. Shaking in my boots." I said and wiggled my legs about in my shoes. "It's customary that if you don't want to be included in a snowball fight that you don't walk right through it." I said stressing the last few words of my sentence.
"There was nothing being thrown when I walked through."
"Mm whatever. Now did you want something?"
"No but I'll see you at the Ball tonight. Save me a dance." I snorted.
"Like hell I will." I said putting my hands on my hips and glaring at him.
"Language Weasley, I'm sure your mother didn't teach you that." He smirked and walked off. I stuck my tongue out at his back.
"Honestly." I said shaking my head.
"Ouch!" was the next thing that I said before ducking back behind my fort.
"Don't they ever give up?" I said to myself.
"Apparently not." Said a voice behind me. I whipped around find myself face to face with the bearer of the voice.
"What are you doing here?" I muttered, launching a new attack on Seamus who was the one that had last hit me.
"I want to talk too you."
"Really? Well I don't want to talk to you." I said throwing a snowball at unsuspecting Lavender who squealed and propelled one at Dean thinking that it was him. I laughed and turned to Harry.
"Shouldn't you be with Sarah? I'm sure she wouldn't be happy knowing that you're talking to your "ex"."
Harry sighed and pushed his glasses up on his nose.
"It doesn't matter what Sarah thinks about me talking to you." He said looking at me seriously.
"You don't care much about people's feelings do you?"
"Of course I do." I snorted.
"Pull the other one." I said peeking over the top and ducking quickly. Harry however didn't and was hit in the shoulder. I laughed loudly but didn't say anything. Harry was beginning to look rather annoyed.
"Look Ginny, I'm trying to apologise here and you aren't giving me a chance!"
"Oh whine some more Harry and you might achieve sounding the age and number of your shoe size!" I said gleefully. Then I glared at him and looked back over the barrier.
"I'm getting annoyed Ginny." He said wiping his glasses from remnants of snow.
"Oh really? Poor you. How annoyed do you think I am by you just being here? Leave."
"You can't command me!" he said outraged.
"I can and I just did." I said pushing him out of the shelter.
"We got a new target guys!" I heard Dean call as he saw Harry. It was like one of those Muggle magic tricks. Now you see him, now you don't. He was soon covered in snow from my friends.
"Harry!" a voice called from the steps of the Castle! Oh look at you. We'll have to get you cleaned up!"
Needless to say, it was miss priss herself, Sarah.
"Hello Ginny." She said coldly.
"Why so Frosty?" I asked her sweetly. I thought I heard Ron laugh from his hiding spot.
"I'm not.Oh argh. Harry why do you hang out with these people?" she asked pulling him up. He shook himself off and glared at her.
"I hung out with these people because they were my best friends, because I liked them. I lost them when I started hanging around with you." he said looking at her then turning to me with a saddened look in his eyes.
I looked to the ground. I didn't know how to react to that. Harry sighed, realising that I wasn't going to speak and he trudged back to the castle, Sarah whimpering behind him.
"Wow." Ron walked over to me after they had left and placed a hand on my shoulder.
"Wow's right. I feel really mean now. Harry hasn't got anyone to talk too. My entire fault. If I hadn't done what I did, then you two would still be talking." I said, my eyes tearing up.
""How many times do we have to tell you Gin, not all your fault!" he said squeezing my shoulder gently.
"I'm going inside. The ball is in a few hours. I need to take a shower and try to make myself look presentable." I hugged Ron around the middle whispering my thanks to him and walked to the castle.
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A/N:
Chapter 12: Unexpected Visitors.
From the last chapter:
We reached the entrance hall and Neville helped me to push open the doors. We trudged through the snow for a while and then suddenly Neville stopped.
"I'm really sorry about this Ginny." He said taking a few steps away from me in quick succession.
"Neville, what--?" I said but my question was cut off as I copped a face full of cold, wet, slimy, chunky ice.
"Ronald Weasley!" I hollered after I had spat the cold stuff out of my mouth.
I sounded angry but in reality I was glad that this was all that Neville was sorry about. I thought it must have been something so much more than that!
I scooped up a handful of snow and threw it as hard as I could at a bright patch of red hair that was poking up over a snow bank. Needless to say, with my chaser precision, it hit its target.
"Yeah! Score for me!" I said as I was hit simultaneously from other directions. I spun around and found that I was completely alone. I knew for a fact that Ron couldn't have thrown all the snowballs. That's when I heard sniggering coming from behind a tree, Hagrid's Hut, and the corner of the castle and my favourite pile of rocks by the lake.
"Show your selves!" I yelled, cupping my hands to my mouth, laughing all the same.
One by one, people came out from behind their hiding places.
Dean from behind the tree, Seamus from Hagrid's Hut, Lavender from the Castle, Parvati from my place by the Lake.
I laughed again at the sheepish looks on their faces.
"Ron made us do it!" Lavender squealed as she hid her face from the snowball that I was bouncing up and down in my hand.
"Oh really?" I said, turning in Ron's direction. He grinned at me and shouted:
"Fight!" I wasn't quick enough. I got hit again.
It woke me up enough to hide from everyone. I ran along the grounds, shielding myself with the various trees that were around the place. I soon found myself a spot to hide; I used my wand to make a fort, heating it on the inside. Ah the perks of magic. I thought wryly.
I stuck my head up over the top and a thought occurred to me.
"Ack! Hermione!" I said as I went back down into my cover.
"I was just wondering where you were."
"Library. Ron didn't tell me that he was just going to be ganging up on you!" she said sticking her head up over the fort.
"Hermione don't-" I tried to warn her but the next time I saw her, her face was covered in snow.
"This.Means.War." she said in a harsh voice.
"Yeah! Go 'Mione!" I said as she bewitched a select pile of snowballs to pelt Ron in the head.
"What can I say? I learn my incantations, unlike some people." She said peeking over the top of the fort.
What we saw made us both collapse into giggles. Ron had stood up and was wiping the remnants of Hermione's latest attack off his face.
"What the?" I heard him mutter before he ducked back down again.
It was then that I realised that I wasn't the only one being attacked. Everyone was attacking each other. I laughed and pointed this out to Hermione who wasn't maying much attention. She was trying to figure out how to send Ron a snowball in the shape of a hand that would slap him on the face.
I shook my head and made a pile of snowballs and launched them at unsuspecting people. I don't think they thought that little Ginny Weasley could pack such a punch. I actually managed to knock Neville over at one stage. I felt bad until he stood up again and sent one in my direction. He didn't throw it very well and I managed to send it back his way and hit him on the face.
"Hey!" he spluttered through the snowball.
"Hey nothing, that's for not telling me what was going to happen to me when I came out here!" I yelled across to him.
"Point taken. Can I come on your team?" he asked looking at me apprehensively. I laughed and waved him over.
"Help me make more snowballs." I said hastily as I ducked one that threatened to soak me all the way through.
"Sure, anything. Better than being picked on out there!" he said making the pile of snowballs even bigger.
I helped him whilst no one was throwing anything and I wasn't paying attention to the fact that there was no noise at all.
I had made a huge snowball and written "Weasley Is No King!" on it in bright red letters and was preparing to send it his way when-
"Ginny! No don't! Too late." Hermione said as my snowball hit something. Or someone. I can tell you now that it certainly wasn't Ron.
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"Oops." I said trying to bite back a laugh as I saw whom it had hit.
"Weasel!" he shouted.
"Hmmm? Yes Frosty? Oh no sorry, I mean Ferret. Oh! Frosty Ferret, what a nice ring." I said as he pushed the snow off his face.
"I'm going to get you for that one!" he said beginning to chase after me.
"Oh look. Shaking in my boots." I said and wiggled my legs about in my shoes. "It's customary that if you don't want to be included in a snowball fight that you don't walk right through it." I said stressing the last few words of my sentence.
"There was nothing being thrown when I walked through."
"Mm whatever. Now did you want something?"
"No but I'll see you at the Ball tonight. Save me a dance." I snorted.
"Like hell I will." I said putting my hands on my hips and glaring at him.
"Language Weasley, I'm sure your mother didn't teach you that." He smirked and walked off. I stuck my tongue out at his back.
"Honestly." I said shaking my head.
"Ouch!" was the next thing that I said before ducking back behind my fort.
"Don't they ever give up?" I said to myself.
"Apparently not." Said a voice behind me. I whipped around find myself face to face with the bearer of the voice.
"What are you doing here?" I muttered, launching a new attack on Seamus who was the one that had last hit me.
"I want to talk too you."
"Really? Well I don't want to talk to you." I said throwing a snowball at unsuspecting Lavender who squealed and propelled one at Dean thinking that it was him. I laughed and turned to Harry.
"Shouldn't you be with Sarah? I'm sure she wouldn't be happy knowing that you're talking to your "ex"."
Harry sighed and pushed his glasses up on his nose.
"It doesn't matter what Sarah thinks about me talking to you." He said looking at me seriously.
"You don't care much about people's feelings do you?"
"Of course I do." I snorted.
"Pull the other one." I said peeking over the top and ducking quickly. Harry however didn't and was hit in the shoulder. I laughed loudly but didn't say anything. Harry was beginning to look rather annoyed.
"Look Ginny, I'm trying to apologise here and you aren't giving me a chance!"
"Oh whine some more Harry and you might achieve sounding the age and number of your shoe size!" I said gleefully. Then I glared at him and looked back over the barrier.
"I'm getting annoyed Ginny." He said wiping his glasses from remnants of snow.
"Oh really? Poor you. How annoyed do you think I am by you just being here? Leave."
"You can't command me!" he said outraged.
"I can and I just did." I said pushing him out of the shelter.
"We got a new target guys!" I heard Dean call as he saw Harry. It was like one of those Muggle magic tricks. Now you see him, now you don't. He was soon covered in snow from my friends.
"Harry!" a voice called from the steps of the Castle! Oh look at you. We'll have to get you cleaned up!"
Needless to say, it was miss priss herself, Sarah.
"Hello Ginny." She said coldly.
"Why so Frosty?" I asked her sweetly. I thought I heard Ron laugh from his hiding spot.
"I'm not.Oh argh. Harry why do you hang out with these people?" she asked pulling him up. He shook himself off and glared at her.
"I hung out with these people because they were my best friends, because I liked them. I lost them when I started hanging around with you." he said looking at her then turning to me with a saddened look in his eyes.
I looked to the ground. I didn't know how to react to that. Harry sighed, realising that I wasn't going to speak and he trudged back to the castle, Sarah whimpering behind him.
"Wow." Ron walked over to me after they had left and placed a hand on my shoulder.
"Wow's right. I feel really mean now. Harry hasn't got anyone to talk too. My entire fault. If I hadn't done what I did, then you two would still be talking." I said, my eyes tearing up.
""How many times do we have to tell you Gin, not all your fault!" he said squeezing my shoulder gently.
"I'm going inside. The ball is in a few hours. I need to take a shower and try to make myself look presentable." I hugged Ron around the middle whispering my thanks to him and walked to the castle.
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