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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, the plot, or the characters involved. I only own my own plot, and my original characters.
Chapter Eight: Quidditch Tryouts
A few days later, on Thursday, a piece of parchment was posted up in the Gryffindor common room. Jesabelle walked in to see a bunch of people surrounding the parchment.
She made her way to the front of the crowd where she read:
Gryffindor Quidditch Team Tryouts When: The 20th of September, Saturday Where: Quidditch Pitch Positions: 3 Chasers, 2 Beaters Time: 5 p.m. to 6 p.m.
"Quidditch Tryouts!" Harry said, coming down the stairs from the boys' dormitories. "If you are interested in trying out for the positions that are in need filing, please be present on Saturday!"
The next two days went by like any of the other days. Gabriel tried lots of times to hex Jesabelle, but Harry and the others always caught her before she had the chance. Malfoy was acting a bit weirdly, throwing fewer insults, only throwing them when they met in the hallways and such.
Friday night, they were all sitting in the common room, eating some Honeydukes chocolate, and talking about the tryouts tomorrow.
"What position are you going to tryout for?" Ron asked Ginny, who was sitting across from him.
"I'm going to try going out for chaser, looks a bit difficult, but it seems like fun." Ginny said.
"Which reminds me Ron," Hermione said. "have you been practicing?"
"Of course, I'd be stupid not to!" Ron said.
"Weasley is our King!" Neville said, making everyone laugh.
"Good one Neville." Ginny said.
"You know, Malfoy hasn't been throwing any insults at us lately." Neville said.
"Aw, he's just afraid that Hermione will turn him into a ferret, and bounce him up and down like Moody did." Ron said. Everyone one laughed again at the memory of it, throwing Honeydukes candy wrappers at him.
Harry was watching the others, talking with Jesabelle, who took out another one of her vials with clear liquid and drinking the whole thing.
"Do you have to drink the whole thing?" Harry asked.
"Yeah, it doesn't taste like anything. I like to consider it more like water." Jesabelle said, closing the vial and putting it back into her pocket.
Harry was watching Ginny, who was laughing as Neville cracked another joke. Jesabelle watched him watching her.
When Harry finally reverted his gaze back to Jesabelle, he found her grinning at him.
"What?" Harry asked.
"Oh nothing." Jesabelle said, smiling widely and looking back at the others. They were a good distance away from the others, so they could hear their conversation, but they couldn't hear theirs.
Jesabelle caught Harry staring at Ginny again. She grinned saying casually, "That Ginny's something, huh?"
"Yeah, she sure is." Harry said, slightly dazed. A few seconds later, he realized what he said and smugly replied quickly after, "Well, I mean you know, she's okay..and..yeah."
"Right Harry." Jesabelle said, laughing silently.
Harry looked at her, who was watching the others, still laughing silently.
"What?" Harry asked.
"You like her." Jesabelle said.
"What?!" Harry said.
"It's so obvious Harry. You're crushing on Ginny, Ron's baby sister!" Jesabelle said slyly, still laughing a bit.
"Okay, maybe I do." Harry said, giving up the fight.
"Ha! Aw, this is so cute! I have to hook you guys up." Jesabelle said excitedly. "So, since when have these feelings been going on?"
"I guess, since the end of my sixth year, but she's dating Dean." Harry said.
"Wow, that's quite a while. Oh no, they broke up over the summer, Ginny herself told me that. So, what's your course of action?" Jesabelle asked.
"I don't know, I mean she is Ron's sister.." Harry said.
"And he would probably get all overprotective and all that, even though you are his best friend." Jesabelle said.
"Yup." Harry said.
"Does anyone else know about this?" Jesabelle asked.
"You're the only one." Harry said.
"Okay. Well, my advice for now is lay low, while I go and see if Ginny has anymore feelings for you. And I think it will be best to not tell Ron for now." Jesabelle said.
"Aw, cool, thanks." Harry said.
"Not a problem. Just make sure that if you do hook up with her, that you treat her right. She doesn't deserve to have her heart broken." Jesabelle said.
"Of course, you know me." Harry said.
"Yeah I know you, you're Harry Potter. And you know me. I'm Jesabelle Potter, your cousin." Jesabelle said.
"I didn't mean it like that." Harry said.
"I know, I was just joking, I know you'll treat her right." Jesabelle said.
Harry laughed and pinched her cheek.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The next day dawned bright and serene, not a cloud showing in the sky.
Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Neville, and Luna walked down to the Quidditch pitch to get ready for the tryouts at four o'clock.
"Where's Jesabelle?" Ginny asked, as they sat in the locker room, waiting for five o'clock to turn the corner.
"I don't know." Hermione said.
"I think she said she was going to get her broom." Ron said, from behind the newest edition of Which Broomstick. Luna leaned over to him and read the text of the article he was reading.
"Wow, the Firebolt Armageddon. That's the newest model right?" Luna asked.
"Yeah, it just came out last summer." Ron said. "I'm gonna try and see if Fred and George could buy one for me and Ginny."
"Yeah, I mean, they're business is doing great!" Ginny said. "They can afford it. Besides, it can make up for all the Christmases they spent sending me joke stuff, like I was an unwilling test subject."
"Well, maybe they'll buy you that, I mean, they can be a little soft hearted when it comes to you, Ginny." Jesabelle said from the doorway.
"Hi Jesabelle. What took you so long?" Harry said.
"Sorry, I just had to get my broom." Jesabelle said.
"See I told you." Ron said.
"What kind of broom do you have?" Luna asked.
Jesabelle pulled from behind her a broom that much resembled the firebolt, except a bit longer.
"Wow!" Luna said.
"A Firebolt Armageddon!" Neville said, standing up to look at it.
"How did you get it?" Luna said, staring at it.
"Oh, I bought it." Jesabelle said.
"But how could you afford it?" Ron asked, appearing next to Neville, followed by Ginny, Harry, and Hermione.
"I have my connections." Jesabelle said.
"Can I try it?" Ginny asked.
"Sure, the tryouts aren't for forty-five minutes. Give it a whirl." Jesabelle said, giving the broom to Ginny.
"Thanks! This is so cool! You're the best Jesabelle!" Ginny said, handling the broom with care and running out to the pitch, followed by the others.
"Actually, it's not so much different from the original Firebolt model." Jesabelle said to the others, imitating a businessman's tone. "It still has its own registration number, an unbreakable braking charm, and all the other stuff from the original. But what's different is that it has an acceleration of 190 miles per hour in ten seconds, it can withstand gusts of up to 80 miles per hour, it's waterproof, and," Jesabelle said, as her broom's tail lit up with fire, causing Ginny to head back down, "the tail literally fires up when the rider picks up speed."
"Wow." Ron said, wide eyed, mouth hanging open slightly.
"You sound like you're selling something." Hermione said.
"Yeah, that's the effect I was aiming for." Jesabelle said. Hermione smiled and told Ron to close his mouth.
At five o'clock, about fifteen Gryffindors showed up at the pitch to try out for the certain positions that needed filing.
Harry and Ron flew up and around the pitch, the others following them. They settled back down to the ground and Harry started the try outs for beaters first, then the chasers. Nothing really went wrong or something during the try outs, unless you count that Seamus nearly knocked Ginny off her broom with the bludger, and Harry and Ron yelled at him for at least five minutes for being so careless.
In the end, at six o'clock, Harry and Ron had already decided on who should be on the team.
"Great flying up there Jesabelle. You fly a lot better than I thought." Harry said.
"Oh thanks Harry, it's been a bit of a while since I've flown, but it feels good to be back in the air again." Jesabelle said, smiling and looking around. "Where did Ron and Hermione head off to?" Jesabelle asked.
"I think they already headed back to the castle." Harry said as he watched Ginny separate from her friends and head to the locker room, overhearing her telling them that she forgot a book there.
Jesabelle noticed this as well and her eyes twinkled. "This is perfect." She said, startling Harry a bit.
"What's perfect?" Harry asked.
"The situation." Jesabelle said. When Harry gave her a confused look she continued, "You're crushing on Ginny, and you want to try to see if you can get closer to her without her expecting right?"
"Right." Harry said.
"Well, then this is the right time to make innocent conversation with her." Jesabelle said. "She forgot her book in the locker room right? Then pretend that you forgot something to."
"Like what?" Harry asked.
"Pretend that I told you to go and see if I forgot my diamond hard polish for my broom, or see if there was extra lying around." Jesabelle said. "That's if she asks you what you are doing there, if she doesn't ask, then make conversation with her."
"What should I say?" Harry asked.
"Anything." Jesabelle said.
"So I can tell her what I am looking for?" Harry asked.
"Oh Harry stop being such a prat! Make intellectual conversation. You see how she was flying up there, comment her on that. Ask her who taught her how to fly or something. And if you can think about it, then crack a joke, and make her laugh, that way, she can realize that she can enjoy your company, and then she'll probably want to hang out with you more often." Jesabelle said.
"Wow. Okay." Harry said.
"Now go, you're wasting your time!" Jesabelle said.
Ginny was about ten to fifteen feet away, and was nearing the locker rooms. Harry ran after her, looking back at Jesabelle, who had both thumbs up, and a grin splashed across her face. She mouthed the words "good luck" and headed back to the castle.
Harry caught up to Ginny and started walking beside her saying smugly, "Hello Ginny."
"Hey Harry." Ginny said happily as they walked across the pitch.
There was an awkward silence for a moment, and then Harry said, "You did great up there, I never really realized how much of a good flier you are."
"Oh, thanks." Ginny said laughing.
Harry's stomach turned over as Ginny laughed. "Her laugh is so sweet." He thought. "She looks cute when she laughs."
"Who taught you how to fly?" Harry asked, his uneasiness slowly leaving him.
"Charlie tried to teach me when I was younger, but he had to leave for his job, so I had to teach myself, since Fred and George were too lazy to, Percy was always too busy maintaining his 'composure' and Ron never really wanted to help me out." Ginny said.
"You're like the odd man out huh?" Harry asked, adding, "Or odd woman out."
Ginny laughed again and said, "Yeah, you could say that, I mean, I was the only girl out of seven kids..so it got pretty lonely sometimes."
"Yeah, it can get pretty lonely being an only child too." Harry said.
There was silence for a few seconds, then Harry began to laugh. Ginny looked at him saying, "Harry, what's so funny?"
"Oh nothing, I was just thinking about Percy trying to fly a broomstick." Harry said, grinning, looking back at her.
Ginny began to laugh again. "That's one thing I would love to see someday." She said after calming down.
The awkwardness lifted, and they were soon talking happily about what they would do once they got out of Hogwarts and the war was over.
When they got to the locker room, Ginny looked around and a few seconds later, she found her book. "Did you forget something? I mean that's probably the reason why you're here." Ginny said.
Harry thought a few seconds, but instead of saying what Jesabelle told him to say just in case she asked, he said, "Oh nothing, I didn't forget anything, I just wanted to give you some company." He smiled and saw Ginny go red and she turned around, rummaging to see if she left any other things behind.
When her back was turned, Harry let out some breath, her presence to him was breathless, and he was trying regain breath when she turned around to him again, her cheeks slightly flushed.
"So, shall we head off then?" Ginny asked.
"Yeah." Harry said.
Then they both heard shuffling noises coming from the locker room to their right.
"Do you hear that?" Harry asked, looking around, his eyes alert.
"Yeah." Ginny said.
They both flicked out their wands at the same time, and slowly walked to the door leading to the locker room where to noises came from.
Harry looked at Ginny, who nodded, and then Harry pushed open the door, and pointed his wand at the room, Ginny beside him.
They saw Ron and Hermione, sitting on a bench, looking very flushed and slightly out of breath.
Ginny and Harry stared at them while they stared back.
"What's wrong with you two?" Ron asked, hastily fixing his hair, which was more ruffled than usual.
"Sorry, we were being paranoid, thought you two were death eaters or something." Harry said, lowering his wand, Ginny following his lead.
"Besides, what were you two doing here anyways?" Harry asked, knowing the answer to that question.
Ron and Hermione looked at each other, then again at Harry and Ginny, who were both wearing grins.
"We were.uh." Hermione stammered, looking to Ron for support.
"You two were snogging weren't you?" Ginny asked, trying her best not laugh.
"No, we were, wait, uh.." Ron said, scratching his head.
"Right. If you two weren't snogging, then I'm a white bouncing ferret." Harry said sarcastically, causing Ginny to laugh hysterically at looks on Ron and Hermione's faces.
"We'll see you two at the tower. You don't have to come back right after we leave, I mean, we'll just let you two have your time alone." Harry said, closing the locker door behind him, causing Hermione to grow a shade redder.
Muwahahah! -Evil laugh- Ron and Hermione were caught kissing...ehehhee, sorry, I find that amusing.anyways, yeah, there we go, stay tuned for the next chapter. I hope you liked this one.
Please read and review! Thanks!
The White Princess
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, the plot, or the characters involved. I only own my own plot, and my original characters.
Chapter Eight: Quidditch Tryouts
A few days later, on Thursday, a piece of parchment was posted up in the Gryffindor common room. Jesabelle walked in to see a bunch of people surrounding the parchment.
She made her way to the front of the crowd where she read:
Gryffindor Quidditch Team Tryouts When: The 20th of September, Saturday Where: Quidditch Pitch Positions: 3 Chasers, 2 Beaters Time: 5 p.m. to 6 p.m.
"Quidditch Tryouts!" Harry said, coming down the stairs from the boys' dormitories. "If you are interested in trying out for the positions that are in need filing, please be present on Saturday!"
The next two days went by like any of the other days. Gabriel tried lots of times to hex Jesabelle, but Harry and the others always caught her before she had the chance. Malfoy was acting a bit weirdly, throwing fewer insults, only throwing them when they met in the hallways and such.
Friday night, they were all sitting in the common room, eating some Honeydukes chocolate, and talking about the tryouts tomorrow.
"What position are you going to tryout for?" Ron asked Ginny, who was sitting across from him.
"I'm going to try going out for chaser, looks a bit difficult, but it seems like fun." Ginny said.
"Which reminds me Ron," Hermione said. "have you been practicing?"
"Of course, I'd be stupid not to!" Ron said.
"Weasley is our King!" Neville said, making everyone laugh.
"Good one Neville." Ginny said.
"You know, Malfoy hasn't been throwing any insults at us lately." Neville said.
"Aw, he's just afraid that Hermione will turn him into a ferret, and bounce him up and down like Moody did." Ron said. Everyone one laughed again at the memory of it, throwing Honeydukes candy wrappers at him.
Harry was watching the others, talking with Jesabelle, who took out another one of her vials with clear liquid and drinking the whole thing.
"Do you have to drink the whole thing?" Harry asked.
"Yeah, it doesn't taste like anything. I like to consider it more like water." Jesabelle said, closing the vial and putting it back into her pocket.
Harry was watching Ginny, who was laughing as Neville cracked another joke. Jesabelle watched him watching her.
When Harry finally reverted his gaze back to Jesabelle, he found her grinning at him.
"What?" Harry asked.
"Oh nothing." Jesabelle said, smiling widely and looking back at the others. They were a good distance away from the others, so they could hear their conversation, but they couldn't hear theirs.
Jesabelle caught Harry staring at Ginny again. She grinned saying casually, "That Ginny's something, huh?"
"Yeah, she sure is." Harry said, slightly dazed. A few seconds later, he realized what he said and smugly replied quickly after, "Well, I mean you know, she's okay..and..yeah."
"Right Harry." Jesabelle said, laughing silently.
Harry looked at her, who was watching the others, still laughing silently.
"What?" Harry asked.
"You like her." Jesabelle said.
"What?!" Harry said.
"It's so obvious Harry. You're crushing on Ginny, Ron's baby sister!" Jesabelle said slyly, still laughing a bit.
"Okay, maybe I do." Harry said, giving up the fight.
"Ha! Aw, this is so cute! I have to hook you guys up." Jesabelle said excitedly. "So, since when have these feelings been going on?"
"I guess, since the end of my sixth year, but she's dating Dean." Harry said.
"Wow, that's quite a while. Oh no, they broke up over the summer, Ginny herself told me that. So, what's your course of action?" Jesabelle asked.
"I don't know, I mean she is Ron's sister.." Harry said.
"And he would probably get all overprotective and all that, even though you are his best friend." Jesabelle said.
"Yup." Harry said.
"Does anyone else know about this?" Jesabelle asked.
"You're the only one." Harry said.
"Okay. Well, my advice for now is lay low, while I go and see if Ginny has anymore feelings for you. And I think it will be best to not tell Ron for now." Jesabelle said.
"Aw, cool, thanks." Harry said.
"Not a problem. Just make sure that if you do hook up with her, that you treat her right. She doesn't deserve to have her heart broken." Jesabelle said.
"Of course, you know me." Harry said.
"Yeah I know you, you're Harry Potter. And you know me. I'm Jesabelle Potter, your cousin." Jesabelle said.
"I didn't mean it like that." Harry said.
"I know, I was just joking, I know you'll treat her right." Jesabelle said.
Harry laughed and pinched her cheek.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The next day dawned bright and serene, not a cloud showing in the sky.
Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Neville, and Luna walked down to the Quidditch pitch to get ready for the tryouts at four o'clock.
"Where's Jesabelle?" Ginny asked, as they sat in the locker room, waiting for five o'clock to turn the corner.
"I don't know." Hermione said.
"I think she said she was going to get her broom." Ron said, from behind the newest edition of Which Broomstick. Luna leaned over to him and read the text of the article he was reading.
"Wow, the Firebolt Armageddon. That's the newest model right?" Luna asked.
"Yeah, it just came out last summer." Ron said. "I'm gonna try and see if Fred and George could buy one for me and Ginny."
"Yeah, I mean, they're business is doing great!" Ginny said. "They can afford it. Besides, it can make up for all the Christmases they spent sending me joke stuff, like I was an unwilling test subject."
"Well, maybe they'll buy you that, I mean, they can be a little soft hearted when it comes to you, Ginny." Jesabelle said from the doorway.
"Hi Jesabelle. What took you so long?" Harry said.
"Sorry, I just had to get my broom." Jesabelle said.
"See I told you." Ron said.
"What kind of broom do you have?" Luna asked.
Jesabelle pulled from behind her a broom that much resembled the firebolt, except a bit longer.
"Wow!" Luna said.
"A Firebolt Armageddon!" Neville said, standing up to look at it.
"How did you get it?" Luna said, staring at it.
"Oh, I bought it." Jesabelle said.
"But how could you afford it?" Ron asked, appearing next to Neville, followed by Ginny, Harry, and Hermione.
"I have my connections." Jesabelle said.
"Can I try it?" Ginny asked.
"Sure, the tryouts aren't for forty-five minutes. Give it a whirl." Jesabelle said, giving the broom to Ginny.
"Thanks! This is so cool! You're the best Jesabelle!" Ginny said, handling the broom with care and running out to the pitch, followed by the others.
"Actually, it's not so much different from the original Firebolt model." Jesabelle said to the others, imitating a businessman's tone. "It still has its own registration number, an unbreakable braking charm, and all the other stuff from the original. But what's different is that it has an acceleration of 190 miles per hour in ten seconds, it can withstand gusts of up to 80 miles per hour, it's waterproof, and," Jesabelle said, as her broom's tail lit up with fire, causing Ginny to head back down, "the tail literally fires up when the rider picks up speed."
"Wow." Ron said, wide eyed, mouth hanging open slightly.
"You sound like you're selling something." Hermione said.
"Yeah, that's the effect I was aiming for." Jesabelle said. Hermione smiled and told Ron to close his mouth.
At five o'clock, about fifteen Gryffindors showed up at the pitch to try out for the certain positions that needed filing.
Harry and Ron flew up and around the pitch, the others following them. They settled back down to the ground and Harry started the try outs for beaters first, then the chasers. Nothing really went wrong or something during the try outs, unless you count that Seamus nearly knocked Ginny off her broom with the bludger, and Harry and Ron yelled at him for at least five minutes for being so careless.
In the end, at six o'clock, Harry and Ron had already decided on who should be on the team.
"Great flying up there Jesabelle. You fly a lot better than I thought." Harry said.
"Oh thanks Harry, it's been a bit of a while since I've flown, but it feels good to be back in the air again." Jesabelle said, smiling and looking around. "Where did Ron and Hermione head off to?" Jesabelle asked.
"I think they already headed back to the castle." Harry said as he watched Ginny separate from her friends and head to the locker room, overhearing her telling them that she forgot a book there.
Jesabelle noticed this as well and her eyes twinkled. "This is perfect." She said, startling Harry a bit.
"What's perfect?" Harry asked.
"The situation." Jesabelle said. When Harry gave her a confused look she continued, "You're crushing on Ginny, and you want to try to see if you can get closer to her without her expecting right?"
"Right." Harry said.
"Well, then this is the right time to make innocent conversation with her." Jesabelle said. "She forgot her book in the locker room right? Then pretend that you forgot something to."
"Like what?" Harry asked.
"Pretend that I told you to go and see if I forgot my diamond hard polish for my broom, or see if there was extra lying around." Jesabelle said. "That's if she asks you what you are doing there, if she doesn't ask, then make conversation with her."
"What should I say?" Harry asked.
"Anything." Jesabelle said.
"So I can tell her what I am looking for?" Harry asked.
"Oh Harry stop being such a prat! Make intellectual conversation. You see how she was flying up there, comment her on that. Ask her who taught her how to fly or something. And if you can think about it, then crack a joke, and make her laugh, that way, she can realize that she can enjoy your company, and then she'll probably want to hang out with you more often." Jesabelle said.
"Wow. Okay." Harry said.
"Now go, you're wasting your time!" Jesabelle said.
Ginny was about ten to fifteen feet away, and was nearing the locker rooms. Harry ran after her, looking back at Jesabelle, who had both thumbs up, and a grin splashed across her face. She mouthed the words "good luck" and headed back to the castle.
Harry caught up to Ginny and started walking beside her saying smugly, "Hello Ginny."
"Hey Harry." Ginny said happily as they walked across the pitch.
There was an awkward silence for a moment, and then Harry said, "You did great up there, I never really realized how much of a good flier you are."
"Oh, thanks." Ginny said laughing.
Harry's stomach turned over as Ginny laughed. "Her laugh is so sweet." He thought. "She looks cute when she laughs."
"Who taught you how to fly?" Harry asked, his uneasiness slowly leaving him.
"Charlie tried to teach me when I was younger, but he had to leave for his job, so I had to teach myself, since Fred and George were too lazy to, Percy was always too busy maintaining his 'composure' and Ron never really wanted to help me out." Ginny said.
"You're like the odd man out huh?" Harry asked, adding, "Or odd woman out."
Ginny laughed again and said, "Yeah, you could say that, I mean, I was the only girl out of seven kids..so it got pretty lonely sometimes."
"Yeah, it can get pretty lonely being an only child too." Harry said.
There was silence for a few seconds, then Harry began to laugh. Ginny looked at him saying, "Harry, what's so funny?"
"Oh nothing, I was just thinking about Percy trying to fly a broomstick." Harry said, grinning, looking back at her.
Ginny began to laugh again. "That's one thing I would love to see someday." She said after calming down.
The awkwardness lifted, and they were soon talking happily about what they would do once they got out of Hogwarts and the war was over.
When they got to the locker room, Ginny looked around and a few seconds later, she found her book. "Did you forget something? I mean that's probably the reason why you're here." Ginny said.
Harry thought a few seconds, but instead of saying what Jesabelle told him to say just in case she asked, he said, "Oh nothing, I didn't forget anything, I just wanted to give you some company." He smiled and saw Ginny go red and she turned around, rummaging to see if she left any other things behind.
When her back was turned, Harry let out some breath, her presence to him was breathless, and he was trying regain breath when she turned around to him again, her cheeks slightly flushed.
"So, shall we head off then?" Ginny asked.
"Yeah." Harry said.
Then they both heard shuffling noises coming from the locker room to their right.
"Do you hear that?" Harry asked, looking around, his eyes alert.
"Yeah." Ginny said.
They both flicked out their wands at the same time, and slowly walked to the door leading to the locker room where to noises came from.
Harry looked at Ginny, who nodded, and then Harry pushed open the door, and pointed his wand at the room, Ginny beside him.
They saw Ron and Hermione, sitting on a bench, looking very flushed and slightly out of breath.
Ginny and Harry stared at them while they stared back.
"What's wrong with you two?" Ron asked, hastily fixing his hair, which was more ruffled than usual.
"Sorry, we were being paranoid, thought you two were death eaters or something." Harry said, lowering his wand, Ginny following his lead.
"Besides, what were you two doing here anyways?" Harry asked, knowing the answer to that question.
Ron and Hermione looked at each other, then again at Harry and Ginny, who were both wearing grins.
"We were.uh." Hermione stammered, looking to Ron for support.
"You two were snogging weren't you?" Ginny asked, trying her best not laugh.
"No, we were, wait, uh.." Ron said, scratching his head.
"Right. If you two weren't snogging, then I'm a white bouncing ferret." Harry said sarcastically, causing Ginny to laugh hysterically at looks on Ron and Hermione's faces.
"We'll see you two at the tower. You don't have to come back right after we leave, I mean, we'll just let you two have your time alone." Harry said, closing the locker door behind him, causing Hermione to grow a shade redder.
Muwahahah! -Evil laugh- Ron and Hermione were caught kissing...ehehhee, sorry, I find that amusing.anyways, yeah, there we go, stay tuned for the next chapter. I hope you liked this one.
Please read and review! Thanks!
The White Princess
