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For lack of a better title: Harry and Ginny





Outside, Fred and George immediately began capturing garden gnomes and threatening to feed them to Pig if they didn't obey their every command. Soon, they had created a small militia, carrying sticks and marching around the garden. Ron and Harry sat in a tree with an impressive amount of water balloons, hurtling them at any disobedient gnomes who tried to escape, and sometimes at Fred and George.

Ginny appeared after awhile and stood watching the scene nearby. "Oh THAT'S civilized", she said disgustedly. Ron aimed a water ballon at her. "Who asked you?" He fired and missed.

She smirked and disappeared around the side of the house. Fred and George shrugged and went back to the 'troops'.

"Harry, d'you suppose we'll have girfriends this year?" Ron asked. He held a water ballon in each hand and raised his eyebrows mischievously.

Harry snickered but said, "Girls are work, Ron. Remember the Yule Ball? We had to pay attention to them, and dance and stuff. Maybe if we find some girls who aren't like that..."

"That would be Millicent Bulstrode.......and Moaning Myrtle."

Harry ginned and said, "I call the live one!"

"Rats, I- AGHGPLBBLBLBL!"

Before Ron could finish, a spray of water caught them off guard and knocked him and his balloons out of the tree.

Ron landed on the ground with an "OOMF" and some coughing. Ginny approched him slowly, holding a hose. She looked down at him as he rolled over. "Ginny...how could you?" He asked weakly.

"Ron!" Harry called down to his incapacitated friend. Ginny was standing over him menacingly.

"Save yourself Harry...don't worry about me." Ron dramatically wheezed.

"Heck, he's next he might as well not even bother." Ginny responded, and looked up into the tree to see Harry staring back down at her.

With that, Harry drew up all his courage, all his pluck, and launched the last water balloon at Ginny. It broke all over her head. She shrieked angrily.

"You're melting!" Harry taunted. 'Ginny will probably drown me now, but at least I went down with a fight.' He stood up on a branch and waited for his punishment.

Ginny glowered up at him, then looked back at Ron's pathetic gasping form, weighing her options. She squirted her brother one last time, and then, biting her lip determinedly, began climbing up the tree after Harry. With the hose slung over her shoulder, she looked like a girl on a mission.

It took Harry several moments to realize she was coming for him, and in a panic, began climbing higher up the trunk. It was rather thrilling to be chased up a tree, but he feared the adrenaline rush would cause him to lose his grip on the tree and plummet to his death.

"Climb Harry, climb!" Fred cheered. Ginny giggled from a branch below him. He paused and looked down, and screamed at seeing her so close, and to find her grinning like a cheshire cat. He climbed faster.

Suddenly there was no place UP left to go, only out. He backed out on a limb as Ginny crawled after him. He didn't know if he felt like laughing or crying. Suddenly she stopped and frowned. She straddled the branch and tugged at the hose. It wouldn't come any more. She sighed frustratedly.

"Harry! Are you still alive!" Ron hollered from below him.

"For the time being!"

Suddenly the hose was jerked from her hand and it slid all the way down the tree.

"Ahghg! Jerks!" She yelled down at the brother who had taken her hose away. The foliage was too dense to see the ground, but triumphant yelling could be heard below.

"What are you going to do to me?"

"Kill you." She said calmly.

"Been tried before, what makes you think you'll succeed?" Ginny recoiled and looked apologetic, but Harry slid off the branch before she could respond and onto one below her. "Race you to the bottom."

They stumbled and slid down the tree, ending up with scraped knees, elbows and backs. Harry won for having the guts to jump the last 6 feet.

"Hah!" He laughed in Ginny's face. Unfortunately for the boys, the hose was nearby, unattended. Ginny picked it up and began to wreak havoc on her brothers and Harry for the rest of the afternoon.

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Mrs. Weasley was NOT happy about her messy kitchen when she arrived home at four o'clock, and made the boys clean it up. Ginny, who had wisely cleaned up her own mess, was off the hook.

"Hah!" She laughed in Harry's face. He grinned and she was caught off guard. Her face almost softened... then he sneezed. She punched him in the gut and walked away.

Ron recovered himself from choking and said, "Maybe you're right about girls Harry."