Chapter 3
She practically skipped down to the Great Hall. She was in a good mood, and was displaying it.
She entered the Great Hall, and spotted Harry. Plopping herself down next to him, she helped herself to oatmeal.
"What's got you in such a good mood?" Harry asked, grinning as he scooped jam onto a piece of toast.
"Nothing. A girl can't be just happy for so reason?" She cocked her head sideways and grinned at him.
"Nope." Harry answered after he swallowed.
She poured herself some milk to drink, "And why not?"
"Because women are evil, and not to be trusted." He was still smiling.
"Well, in that case. Men are scum and ought to be castrated." He choked on his most recent bite of toast.
"Ginny!"
"What?" she said innocently, stirring her oatmeal around.
"Such crazy ideas. Any boy should be afraid of you." He set his toast aside.
"You think?" She took a bite thoughtfully, and then looked at him with a devilish smile upon her face, that almost knocked the wind out of him. "Are you?"
"Well," he said, seriously thinking about it, "Yes."
She laughed. "Why?"
"I already told you. Women are not to be trusted."
"But I'm no ordinary woman." She lifted her eyebrows to him, and then went back to eating.
He was already aware of that fact, and it was having quite an effect on him. He didn't realize it until just now, how pretty Ginny Weasley was. Her smiling eyes, long red hair, and tiny figure made Harry conscious to the fact that he was becoming attracted to his best friend's little sister.
~*~
"Check Mate." Ron grinned and leaned back in his chair. "Give up, mate, you'll never beat me."
"Never say never," Harry replied, studying the board, trying to figure out what he did wrong.
"Give it up." Ron said.
Hermione and Ginny sat at a table next to the boys. Hermione was helping Ginny with her Muggle Studies homework.
Hermione pointed to a picture of a dishwasher in Ginny's textbook.
"Muggles put dirty dishes in here, add soap, close it up, and it washes the dishes for them. Mind you, they're expensive."
"Wow." Muttered Ginny. "That's cool, but so tedious."
Harry chuckled.
"What are you laughing at?" Ginny asked him.
"You." He said simply.
"Why?" She set down her quill and shifted to get a better look at Harry.
"You're wowing at a dishwasher." He snorted.
"Well if I do recall Mr. Potter, you seemed quite fascinated with when you first visited The Burrow." She grinned. He stared at her for a moment. Her eyes were teasing him, glinting in the firelight.
"And your point is?" He said. She gave a frustrated growl and rolled her eyes.
"Men are hopeless."
"I resent that!" Ron said.
"The girl speaks the truth." Hermione said, smiling at Ginny.
"At least *someone*-" she put emphasis on the word, and stared at Harry, "- agrees with me." She stuck her tongue out at him, and went back to her work.
"That was awfully childish don't you think?" Hermione whispered to her, as Ron set up another game of chess.
"Nah. He acts like child, so why can't I?" Ginny smiled at Hermione, and looked over at Harry, who was squinting at the chessboard. He made his move, and looked up at Ginny. She smiled warmly at him. "Plus, there's no way be to dignified and childish at the same time." He winked at her, and she felt a small jolt in her stomach. After Harry looked back at his game, she went back to her homework.
A/N: Don't forget to review. Is it better now?
She practically skipped down to the Great Hall. She was in a good mood, and was displaying it.
She entered the Great Hall, and spotted Harry. Plopping herself down next to him, she helped herself to oatmeal.
"What's got you in such a good mood?" Harry asked, grinning as he scooped jam onto a piece of toast.
"Nothing. A girl can't be just happy for so reason?" She cocked her head sideways and grinned at him.
"Nope." Harry answered after he swallowed.
She poured herself some milk to drink, "And why not?"
"Because women are evil, and not to be trusted." He was still smiling.
"Well, in that case. Men are scum and ought to be castrated." He choked on his most recent bite of toast.
"Ginny!"
"What?" she said innocently, stirring her oatmeal around.
"Such crazy ideas. Any boy should be afraid of you." He set his toast aside.
"You think?" She took a bite thoughtfully, and then looked at him with a devilish smile upon her face, that almost knocked the wind out of him. "Are you?"
"Well," he said, seriously thinking about it, "Yes."
She laughed. "Why?"
"I already told you. Women are not to be trusted."
"But I'm no ordinary woman." She lifted her eyebrows to him, and then went back to eating.
He was already aware of that fact, and it was having quite an effect on him. He didn't realize it until just now, how pretty Ginny Weasley was. Her smiling eyes, long red hair, and tiny figure made Harry conscious to the fact that he was becoming attracted to his best friend's little sister.
~*~
"Check Mate." Ron grinned and leaned back in his chair. "Give up, mate, you'll never beat me."
"Never say never," Harry replied, studying the board, trying to figure out what he did wrong.
"Give it up." Ron said.
Hermione and Ginny sat at a table next to the boys. Hermione was helping Ginny with her Muggle Studies homework.
Hermione pointed to a picture of a dishwasher in Ginny's textbook.
"Muggles put dirty dishes in here, add soap, close it up, and it washes the dishes for them. Mind you, they're expensive."
"Wow." Muttered Ginny. "That's cool, but so tedious."
Harry chuckled.
"What are you laughing at?" Ginny asked him.
"You." He said simply.
"Why?" She set down her quill and shifted to get a better look at Harry.
"You're wowing at a dishwasher." He snorted.
"Well if I do recall Mr. Potter, you seemed quite fascinated with when you first visited The Burrow." She grinned. He stared at her for a moment. Her eyes were teasing him, glinting in the firelight.
"And your point is?" He said. She gave a frustrated growl and rolled her eyes.
"Men are hopeless."
"I resent that!" Ron said.
"The girl speaks the truth." Hermione said, smiling at Ginny.
"At least *someone*-" she put emphasis on the word, and stared at Harry, "- agrees with me." She stuck her tongue out at him, and went back to her work.
"That was awfully childish don't you think?" Hermione whispered to her, as Ron set up another game of chess.
"Nah. He acts like child, so why can't I?" Ginny smiled at Hermione, and looked over at Harry, who was squinting at the chessboard. He made his move, and looked up at Ginny. She smiled warmly at him. "Plus, there's no way be to dignified and childish at the same time." He winked at her, and she felt a small jolt in her stomach. After Harry looked back at his game, she went back to her homework.
A/N: Don't forget to review. Is it better now?