Disclaimer: Oooo! Only 4 more times that I have to do this! Lol.
Chapter 13: The Ball.
"Ginny! Are you going tonight?" my roommate Sally asked me.
"What?" I said tearing my eyes away from the book that I was reading; it was a novel that Hermione had given me, all about Muggle teenagers and the types of school's they went too. Fascinating really.
"Oh right. What's the time?"
"Six thirty." Sally said, wrestling with her dress. I laughed at her and grabbed everything I needed and walked out the door and over to the seventh year dorms.
"Hermione?" I called through the door.
"Come in Ginny!" I heard her call from the bathroom that was adjoined to the room. I opened the door and walked in on total chaos.
"Woah. Did your trunk explode?" I asked stepping over everything that littered the floor.
"Not quite." She said laughing.
She was still dressed in her school uniform.
"I thought I would wait for you a little longer than we had planned. I thought that you weren't going to come over." She said looking at me carefully.
"Oh I was reading, lost track of time. No big deal, we still have an hour and a half."
"My hair takes that long on it's own!" she said laughing. At least she wasn't freaking out like she did last time when I did her hair. Speaking of which.
"How come you're not nervous? You were last time. I thought you'd be worse this time seeing you are going with Ron." I said looking at her.
"Well it's like this: Last time I went with an International Quidditch Player, I thought that I should look sophisticated. This year I'm just going with Ron, which is the way I like it, I don't feel like I have to worry about the way I look. Besides, he said he likes my hair the way it is. So there's no pressure to look good." She said smiling.
"You are going to let me do your hair though aren't you?" I asked her.
"Of course! Just because Ron likes it normal doesn't mean that I do." She said laughing.
"Independent women! That's how it should be, not let anyone tell us what to do!" I said pumping my fist into the air like an idiot.
Hermione and I tried out different hairstyles on each other. We really didn't need an hour and a half for getting ready. At seven o'clock we dressed in our robes. I stood admiring mine for a while until-
"Ginny, I'm really glad that you like your Robes but you couldn't give me a hand here could you?" Hermione asked as she looked at me from behind a curtain of her hair.
"Oops sorry 'Mione. Here." I said walking over to her and with a wave of my wand her hair was lying thick and straight down her back.
"So what are we going to do with it?"
"How about.This." I said, waving my wand around her head a few times carefully. The result was that her hair curled slightly on the ends and I had sectioned some of her up to the top of her head and twisted it into a cute little knot.
"Perfect." She said smiling at her reflection in the mirror.
"Absolutely." Her mirror agreed and she giggled and stood up.
"Right. Sit it's your turn." She said forcing me to sit in her vacated chair.
"All up or some down?"
"Does it matter?" I asked, suddenly nervous about going to the ball. Everyone else would have dates.
"Ginny?" she said and pulled me up from the chair and led me over to her bed and sat down, me doing the same.
"What's the matter? You were fine about the ball a little while ago." She said calmly.
"I don't know, I just. Everyone else is going with someone but me. I'm going to look so stupid."
"Well I can tell Ron that you and me are going to go together, girls unite something like that." She said smiling.
"What? No way! I am not going to ruin your date with Ron!"
"He's still as much my best friend as my boy---date."
"Boyfriend! Did he actually ask you to be his girlfriend?"
"We aren't talking about me." she said blushing.
"He did didn't he?"
"No. Now leave me alone." She said picking at her bed. There was definitely something she wasn't telling me.
"Hmph."
"Don't sulk Ginny. Oh wonderful! I've just remembered! Ron owes me a favour! I've got to go talk to him, I'll be right back!"
"Wait! You can't go to him looking like that. It has to be a surprise what you're wearing." I said franticly.
"I'm not going to change again!" she said annoyed.
"You won't have too. Here." I muttered an incantation under my breath and Hermione appeared to be back in her uniform.
"Thanks! I won't be long." She promised and disappeared out the door.
I wondered vaguely about what she could be asking him. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and sighed.
"You don't look that bad." A voice said to me suddenly. Startled I turned around.
"The mirror silly."
"Oh. Right."
"You are a very beautiful young woman, you shouldn't be that upset."
"Being a beautiful young woman isn't exactly easy you know." I snapped rudely.
"Well if you're going to be that way." the voice said snootily. I sighed and smiled slightly.
"I'm very sorry. I just have a lot on my mind lately."
"Care to share?" the voice asked.
"How long do you have to listen?"
"I'm a mirror, I have a very long time. Besides, it's hard to find good conversation these days. So spill."
"Ok, I'll give you the short, censored version. Basically, I used to be infatuated with this boy, and once I realised that he didn't like me back I gave up on him, moved on. Or so I thought. The good part of it was that I became really good friends with him, able to talk about most anything to him. Then one day he told me that there was this girl he liked. I was fine with that it didn't bother me. It didn't!" I added as the mirror let out a cough of disbelief.
"Then he came up with this "brilliant" plan to get this girl to like him. He and I were to date. Only pretend but no one else needed to know that. So stupid me agrees, knowing that I could quite possibly fall for him again. I told myself that I was just doing it to help a friend. That was the case until we started acting really friendly to one another, just for this others girl's benefit mind you, and he would say things that I was sure he meant. Then he discovers a way to ask this other girl to the ball so he "dumps" me just when I thought that he actually cared about me. Now that I actually say it out loud it sounds even worse. It's all my fault though, I shouldn't have agreed."
I finished taking a deep breath. Now I just felt worse.
"That was a short version?" was all the voice said. I stared at myself in the mirror.
"Ok ok!" I could just envision the voice or whatever was in there holding up its hands in surrender.
"Sounds like a problem."
"I've already established that." I said annoyed.
"Despite the tone of disgust in your voice when you speak about this person, you don't hate them."
"Yes I.you're right, I don't. I want too but can't."
"Well what are you going to do about it?" the voice asked me. Stumped I answered.
"Do about it?"
"Yes you know, do name for moving off your very cute little butt and doing something." The voice said.
"Are you male?" I asked curiously.
"Yes why?"
"No reason. Just glad that it is a male looking at my "very cute little butt" and not a female. That would just be disturbing." I said laughing slightly.
"Mom yes well."
I frowned and thought about what the mirror/voice had said. I didn't hate Harry, but what did I think of him? I wanted to hate him I really did but then I thought back to this morning in the grounds when he had said about us all being friends once. Then I remembered that he had been angry with Sarah, maybe he wasn't going with her.Maybe I could patch things up with him, talk to him. Give him a chance to say what he wanted to say. He was right, I wasn't being very fair to him; I was only thinking about myself.
"Thanks for listening to me," I said to the mirror, with new found enthusiasm. "Even if I don't have a date, I can still enjoy myself and maybe fix things." I said grinning.
"Glad I could help although I don't actually know what I did."
"Just talking to someone removed from the whole situation helped. I-"
"Ginny! Right we have--. Who are you talking too?" Hermione said walking up to me.
"You're mirror. Quite the conversationalist."
"Not that you've ever noticed." Said the voice sulkily to Hermione.
Hermione looked at me strangely.
"I am a mirror young lady! I can see what you are doing!" the voice said, sounding on the verge of tears.
"Oh dear," Hermione said as the voice blew a loud raspberry at her.
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A/N: Oh mi gosh!!!! I am so weird. Oops, I mean WIRED. Ahem. I got over my writer's block! I've started on a new story! And I love it already. My own story too, I didn't end up borrowing from anyone. I'm glad for this cos I felt just that tad bit pathetic having to ask for ideas. Maybe when I get writer's block I'll ask for ideas again, seems to cure it lol. So so happy. And you wall will be so so happy because I am including Harry's point of view in this one! Woo Hoo.
I just want to point this out first:
About my writer's block. It wasn't on this story. This story, Where I Belong, I wrote about three weeks ago. In one week. So it is all saved on my computer and I just open it up when I want to upload another chapter to ff.net.
SO there fore, I didn't have the writer's block on this one. I haven't made any changes to this story since I first wrote it, so those of you who have said that it is a good chapter and that I got over my writer's block, that was just a coincidence. Ok? Got that? Sorry, I should have made it clearer. I don't think that I'd be able to write a chapter of this in a night and make it good anyway lol.
Without further ado: My reviewers.
HopefulTears I love oxy morons, I get a real kick out of them, my favourite is probably a little bit big.lol. Yep, the ball is a coming. Next chapter I think. Lol I can barely remember this story.
RebelRikki Well I have Harry a cookie and he was very happy about it. He told me to say thank you. =) lol.
Winky55 Harry gets a cookie and I get a hug! Woo Hoo, go me. I like hugs, although no one would ever know that.lol.
Jamie Bell Hey Jamie, yeah I agree with you, I love Ginny's sense of humour too, you will like my next story then, cos It's Ginny inspired again.
Genie FF03 The best chapter I've written so far? Hmmm.thanks! The way I see it, the dialogue writes itself, I barely stop typing once I've started, I see it all in my head and yeah it just writes itself. Speaking of writing its self, I was up until two thirty last night writing ideas in a book for my next story.lol.
DreamGurl-de-Draco I think that you'll be pleased to know that there is going to be more of Draco showing up in the near future then.whoops, so much for not giving anything away anymore. * winks *
Lyeza I agree with you about the whole friends thing. I guess that their friends chose to stick by Ginny because she's the girl in the situation and people tend to feel sorry for girls more than girls, not that Ginny needs anyone feeling sorry for her! But yeah, they shouldn't have turned on Harry. Rude.
Dragon21 An Outstanding? For me? You shouldn't have! Lol. I'm speechless.not, I'm never speechless, and it's really hard to shut me up, probably why I write a lot too. Hmm. =)
Well I'm happy, I've got the house to myself tonight, no one to bother me when I write my ficcy. Not that there ever is considering it's just my Mum and my cat in our family lol.
Hope you guys are enjoying this as much as I am! I am so happy that my writer's block has become no more!
Nesserz.
Chapter 13: The Ball.
"Ginny! Are you going tonight?" my roommate Sally asked me.
"What?" I said tearing my eyes away from the book that I was reading; it was a novel that Hermione had given me, all about Muggle teenagers and the types of school's they went too. Fascinating really.
"Oh right. What's the time?"
"Six thirty." Sally said, wrestling with her dress. I laughed at her and grabbed everything I needed and walked out the door and over to the seventh year dorms.
"Hermione?" I called through the door.
"Come in Ginny!" I heard her call from the bathroom that was adjoined to the room. I opened the door and walked in on total chaos.
"Woah. Did your trunk explode?" I asked stepping over everything that littered the floor.
"Not quite." She said laughing.
She was still dressed in her school uniform.
"I thought I would wait for you a little longer than we had planned. I thought that you weren't going to come over." She said looking at me carefully.
"Oh I was reading, lost track of time. No big deal, we still have an hour and a half."
"My hair takes that long on it's own!" she said laughing. At least she wasn't freaking out like she did last time when I did her hair. Speaking of which.
"How come you're not nervous? You were last time. I thought you'd be worse this time seeing you are going with Ron." I said looking at her.
"Well it's like this: Last time I went with an International Quidditch Player, I thought that I should look sophisticated. This year I'm just going with Ron, which is the way I like it, I don't feel like I have to worry about the way I look. Besides, he said he likes my hair the way it is. So there's no pressure to look good." She said smiling.
"You are going to let me do your hair though aren't you?" I asked her.
"Of course! Just because Ron likes it normal doesn't mean that I do." She said laughing.
"Independent women! That's how it should be, not let anyone tell us what to do!" I said pumping my fist into the air like an idiot.
Hermione and I tried out different hairstyles on each other. We really didn't need an hour and a half for getting ready. At seven o'clock we dressed in our robes. I stood admiring mine for a while until-
"Ginny, I'm really glad that you like your Robes but you couldn't give me a hand here could you?" Hermione asked as she looked at me from behind a curtain of her hair.
"Oops sorry 'Mione. Here." I said walking over to her and with a wave of my wand her hair was lying thick and straight down her back.
"So what are we going to do with it?"
"How about.This." I said, waving my wand around her head a few times carefully. The result was that her hair curled slightly on the ends and I had sectioned some of her up to the top of her head and twisted it into a cute little knot.
"Perfect." She said smiling at her reflection in the mirror.
"Absolutely." Her mirror agreed and she giggled and stood up.
"Right. Sit it's your turn." She said forcing me to sit in her vacated chair.
"All up or some down?"
"Does it matter?" I asked, suddenly nervous about going to the ball. Everyone else would have dates.
"Ginny?" she said and pulled me up from the chair and led me over to her bed and sat down, me doing the same.
"What's the matter? You were fine about the ball a little while ago." She said calmly.
"I don't know, I just. Everyone else is going with someone but me. I'm going to look so stupid."
"Well I can tell Ron that you and me are going to go together, girls unite something like that." She said smiling.
"What? No way! I am not going to ruin your date with Ron!"
"He's still as much my best friend as my boy---date."
"Boyfriend! Did he actually ask you to be his girlfriend?"
"We aren't talking about me." she said blushing.
"He did didn't he?"
"No. Now leave me alone." She said picking at her bed. There was definitely something she wasn't telling me.
"Hmph."
"Don't sulk Ginny. Oh wonderful! I've just remembered! Ron owes me a favour! I've got to go talk to him, I'll be right back!"
"Wait! You can't go to him looking like that. It has to be a surprise what you're wearing." I said franticly.
"I'm not going to change again!" she said annoyed.
"You won't have too. Here." I muttered an incantation under my breath and Hermione appeared to be back in her uniform.
"Thanks! I won't be long." She promised and disappeared out the door.
I wondered vaguely about what she could be asking him. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and sighed.
"You don't look that bad." A voice said to me suddenly. Startled I turned around.
"The mirror silly."
"Oh. Right."
"You are a very beautiful young woman, you shouldn't be that upset."
"Being a beautiful young woman isn't exactly easy you know." I snapped rudely.
"Well if you're going to be that way." the voice said snootily. I sighed and smiled slightly.
"I'm very sorry. I just have a lot on my mind lately."
"Care to share?" the voice asked.
"How long do you have to listen?"
"I'm a mirror, I have a very long time. Besides, it's hard to find good conversation these days. So spill."
"Ok, I'll give you the short, censored version. Basically, I used to be infatuated with this boy, and once I realised that he didn't like me back I gave up on him, moved on. Or so I thought. The good part of it was that I became really good friends with him, able to talk about most anything to him. Then one day he told me that there was this girl he liked. I was fine with that it didn't bother me. It didn't!" I added as the mirror let out a cough of disbelief.
"Then he came up with this "brilliant" plan to get this girl to like him. He and I were to date. Only pretend but no one else needed to know that. So stupid me agrees, knowing that I could quite possibly fall for him again. I told myself that I was just doing it to help a friend. That was the case until we started acting really friendly to one another, just for this others girl's benefit mind you, and he would say things that I was sure he meant. Then he discovers a way to ask this other girl to the ball so he "dumps" me just when I thought that he actually cared about me. Now that I actually say it out loud it sounds even worse. It's all my fault though, I shouldn't have agreed."
I finished taking a deep breath. Now I just felt worse.
"That was a short version?" was all the voice said. I stared at myself in the mirror.
"Ok ok!" I could just envision the voice or whatever was in there holding up its hands in surrender.
"Sounds like a problem."
"I've already established that." I said annoyed.
"Despite the tone of disgust in your voice when you speak about this person, you don't hate them."
"Yes I.you're right, I don't. I want too but can't."
"Well what are you going to do about it?" the voice asked me. Stumped I answered.
"Do about it?"
"Yes you know, do name for moving off your very cute little butt and doing something." The voice said.
"Are you male?" I asked curiously.
"Yes why?"
"No reason. Just glad that it is a male looking at my "very cute little butt" and not a female. That would just be disturbing." I said laughing slightly.
"Mom yes well."
I frowned and thought about what the mirror/voice had said. I didn't hate Harry, but what did I think of him? I wanted to hate him I really did but then I thought back to this morning in the grounds when he had said about us all being friends once. Then I remembered that he had been angry with Sarah, maybe he wasn't going with her.Maybe I could patch things up with him, talk to him. Give him a chance to say what he wanted to say. He was right, I wasn't being very fair to him; I was only thinking about myself.
"Thanks for listening to me," I said to the mirror, with new found enthusiasm. "Even if I don't have a date, I can still enjoy myself and maybe fix things." I said grinning.
"Glad I could help although I don't actually know what I did."
"Just talking to someone removed from the whole situation helped. I-"
"Ginny! Right we have--. Who are you talking too?" Hermione said walking up to me.
"You're mirror. Quite the conversationalist."
"Not that you've ever noticed." Said the voice sulkily to Hermione.
Hermione looked at me strangely.
"I am a mirror young lady! I can see what you are doing!" the voice said, sounding on the verge of tears.
"Oh dear," Hermione said as the voice blew a loud raspberry at her.
***
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A/N: Oh mi gosh!!!! I am so weird. Oops, I mean WIRED. Ahem. I got over my writer's block! I've started on a new story! And I love it already. My own story too, I didn't end up borrowing from anyone. I'm glad for this cos I felt just that tad bit pathetic having to ask for ideas. Maybe when I get writer's block I'll ask for ideas again, seems to cure it lol. So so happy. And you wall will be so so happy because I am including Harry's point of view in this one! Woo Hoo.
I just want to point this out first:
About my writer's block. It wasn't on this story. This story, Where I Belong, I wrote about three weeks ago. In one week. So it is all saved on my computer and I just open it up when I want to upload another chapter to ff.net.
SO there fore, I didn't have the writer's block on this one. I haven't made any changes to this story since I first wrote it, so those of you who have said that it is a good chapter and that I got over my writer's block, that was just a coincidence. Ok? Got that? Sorry, I should have made it clearer. I don't think that I'd be able to write a chapter of this in a night and make it good anyway lol.
Without further ado: My reviewers.
HopefulTears I love oxy morons, I get a real kick out of them, my favourite is probably a little bit big.lol. Yep, the ball is a coming. Next chapter I think. Lol I can barely remember this story.
RebelRikki Well I have Harry a cookie and he was very happy about it. He told me to say thank you. =) lol.
Winky55 Harry gets a cookie and I get a hug! Woo Hoo, go me. I like hugs, although no one would ever know that.lol.
Jamie Bell Hey Jamie, yeah I agree with you, I love Ginny's sense of humour too, you will like my next story then, cos It's Ginny inspired again.
Genie FF03 The best chapter I've written so far? Hmmm.thanks! The way I see it, the dialogue writes itself, I barely stop typing once I've started, I see it all in my head and yeah it just writes itself. Speaking of writing its self, I was up until two thirty last night writing ideas in a book for my next story.lol.
DreamGurl-de-Draco I think that you'll be pleased to know that there is going to be more of Draco showing up in the near future then.whoops, so much for not giving anything away anymore. * winks *
Lyeza I agree with you about the whole friends thing. I guess that their friends chose to stick by Ginny because she's the girl in the situation and people tend to feel sorry for girls more than girls, not that Ginny needs anyone feeling sorry for her! But yeah, they shouldn't have turned on Harry. Rude.
Dragon21 An Outstanding? For me? You shouldn't have! Lol. I'm speechless.not, I'm never speechless, and it's really hard to shut me up, probably why I write a lot too. Hmm. =)
Well I'm happy, I've got the house to myself tonight, no one to bother me when I write my ficcy. Not that there ever is considering it's just my Mum and my cat in our family lol.
Hope you guys are enjoying this as much as I am! I am so happy that my writer's block has become no more!
Nesserz.