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I am very very sorry in the middle of the frist paragraph I got in to a fight with my typist and the person who is currenly holding the other end of my leash and no it is not a good idea to ask about the leash.... (Totchii: Don't let her fool you, she loves it!) But any way not that this has ANY relavence, and not that ever stoped me, but you should really really listen to the x-ray spex, they are very cool.(Totchii: Brillance, do listen!!!) I would very much like to thank Izzyyish, my frist non-totchii reviewer, who I will now, love for ever and so long as I'm still babbling I wish to re-curse totchii's keyboard in wtich the zxcv are all messed up and come out vczx. Smeg you stupid keyboard. (Totchii: You're not the one who has to type these bloody things!!!Where's my compensation?!?!)(Korr: that's what the leash is for!)(Totchii: *smirk*)
Harry
Harry was saved the trial of going upstairs, to scavenge for food, by Ron who called to invite Harry over to dinner. Harry loved dinner with the Weasleys; they were a large, happy, and boisterous family who made anyone feel welcome and always had a way of sending guests home with leftovers. (Totchii: Korr is a sick puppy...or do you prefer Kitty, dear?)(Korr: oh bondage, up yours, kitty, after all it is what mother calls me, meow.)(Totchii: I assure you I won't call you it like 'mother' does...)(Korr: so long as you don't call me late to dinner, my leash dear?)(Totchii: This first, dearie, I think your fans are waiting, as to the collar, it is Lovely...I quite like it!)
Harry was not the only guest Percy, Ron's older brother, had his long time girlfriend Anna with him and Ginny, the last child and only female of the Weasley brood, had her friend Eva over; they were working on a skit for English together.
Dinner had been a little slice of domestic bliss. Ron had been chided for a 'C' on his last math test, and Harry promised to help him study. Ginny announced the cheerleading squad's entrance into the championship (AN: I know next to nothing about cheerleaders, so I have no clue what that means, it just sounds good.) And Mrs. Weasley spent a good fifteen minutes explaining a new quilting pattern to Harry.
After dinner Ron and Harry ran upstairs to Ron's room to 'study', really they were reading comic books and making off-color remarks about Cat Girl and Wonder Woman.
"Cat Girl," Ron mused. "Now, there's a pussy I'd love to tame."
"Yeah, I bet there's not a man alive that doesn't want to see what's under that suit," responded Harry.
"Yeah," snorted Ron. "Except for the fucking faggots, 'silly faggots, dicks are for chicks!'"
Harry hated it when Ron said stuff like that. It was why he'd never come out. He was fairly certain Ron only said things like that to be funny, but never one hundred percent sure.
"Honestly, Ron, that sounds so gay, 'dicks are for chicks'..."Harry gave a short laugh, which he hoped didn't sound nervous. The only thing Harry hated more than thoughtless gay bashing was his acceptance of it.
"Oh, I got this great new comic you just have to read!" Ron began searching his room, "...I'm sure it's here somewhere...wait, I remember now, I lent it to Ginny!" Ron got up and motioned to Harry to follow him. "Come on, mate, we'll just go to her room and get it."
Harry followed Ron down the hall to Ginny's room. The door was closed, but there's not a Weasley alive that could be stopped by a mere closed door. Ron barged right on in with Harry following close behind saying, "Hey, Ginny, where's that..." Ron stopped. Ginny and Eva were sitting awfully close together on the floor. They jumped apart when Ron barged in, but it was fairly obvious that they had been kissing.
"Ginny, please, tell me that was you practicing for a play!"
"Ron, how dare you barge into my room without knocking!"
"Ginny, you...she..." Ron had gone into shock, Ginny kept right on yelling.
"I knew get any privacy in this house! What if I had been dressing? You jerk! Learn how to knock!"
Eva came up behind Ginny and put her arms around her shoulders to calm her down. "Um, Ginny, I think he's in shock."
"Oh," Ginny calmed down. "Ron, Harry, I liked you to meet my Girlfriend Eva."
Harry gave a little smile and Ron showed signs of coming to.
"But...but..."He began, "But you're a cheerleader!"
"What's that got to do with anything?"
"You're suppose to date jocks!"
"But Eva's kind of a jock...she's in the chess club."
"But you're a girl!"
"Duh, I know."
"But she's a girl!"
"It's been evident for quite some time..."
"This is because you grew up with all boys in the family, isn't it? I told Mom you needed a sister! Ginny, girls don't date girls. Girls date boys!"
Ginny was getting madder and madder, her whole face turned red.
Ron didn't notice and went right on explaining, "Girls date boys. So they can get married and have babies, lots of babies. Girls and girls can't possibly have babies; it's just not possible. They don't have the right kind of plumbing."
"Oh, so now you want me to be a teen pregnancy, is that it? Just get out Ron! I was hoping you'd be more supportive but if you're just going to go on being an ass, then get out!"
Ginny bodily removed Ron from her room and Harry followed him out of the room after giving Ginny a reassuring smile and a quick, "I'm sure he'll come around."
Back in the hall, Harry decided a bit of fresh air would do Ron good.
"Hey, Ron" Harry said. "It's getting late, walk back with me."
"Yeah, whatever mate."
Harry ended up practically pulling a non-responsive Ron halfway down the block before Ron's feet started moving of their own accord. After another minute or two of walking along in silence, Harry spoke, "Cheer up, mate, it's not as if she's a necrophiliac or anything."
"Yeah, I know mate, it was just a big shock to walk in on her kissing anyone, let alone another girl, I mean really, she's my little sister."
"Shock or not, you were still really rude to her!"
Ron slowed down and looked thoughtful, "you're right, I should go back and apologize. I just wish she told me though, instead of letting me find out by walking in on her, but I guess that was my fault too. I'm going back now, see you at school tomorrow."
As Harry walked the rest of the way back, he pondered Ron's parting words, 'I just wish she'd told me.' As he reached his bedroom, he glanced at the clock, only nine thirty; there was time for a nap before meeting Draco.
I am very very sorry in the middle of the frist paragraph I got in to a fight with my typist and the person who is currenly holding the other end of my leash and no it is not a good idea to ask about the leash.... (Totchii: Don't let her fool you, she loves it!) But any way not that this has ANY relavence, and not that ever stoped me, but you should really really listen to the x-ray spex, they are very cool.(Totchii: Brillance, do listen!!!) I would very much like to thank Izzyyish, my frist non-totchii reviewer, who I will now, love for ever and so long as I'm still babbling I wish to re-curse totchii's keyboard in wtich the zxcv are all messed up and come out vczx. Smeg you stupid keyboard. (Totchii: You're not the one who has to type these bloody things!!!Where's my compensation?!?!)(Korr: that's what the leash is for!)(Totchii: *smirk*)
Harry
Harry was saved the trial of going upstairs, to scavenge for food, by Ron who called to invite Harry over to dinner. Harry loved dinner with the Weasleys; they were a large, happy, and boisterous family who made anyone feel welcome and always had a way of sending guests home with leftovers. (Totchii: Korr is a sick puppy...or do you prefer Kitty, dear?)(Korr: oh bondage, up yours, kitty, after all it is what mother calls me, meow.)(Totchii: I assure you I won't call you it like 'mother' does...)(Korr: so long as you don't call me late to dinner, my leash dear?)(Totchii: This first, dearie, I think your fans are waiting, as to the collar, it is Lovely...I quite like it!)
Harry was not the only guest Percy, Ron's older brother, had his long time girlfriend Anna with him and Ginny, the last child and only female of the Weasley brood, had her friend Eva over; they were working on a skit for English together.
Dinner had been a little slice of domestic bliss. Ron had been chided for a 'C' on his last math test, and Harry promised to help him study. Ginny announced the cheerleading squad's entrance into the championship (AN: I know next to nothing about cheerleaders, so I have no clue what that means, it just sounds good.) And Mrs. Weasley spent a good fifteen minutes explaining a new quilting pattern to Harry.
After dinner Ron and Harry ran upstairs to Ron's room to 'study', really they were reading comic books and making off-color remarks about Cat Girl and Wonder Woman.
"Cat Girl," Ron mused. "Now, there's a pussy I'd love to tame."
"Yeah, I bet there's not a man alive that doesn't want to see what's under that suit," responded Harry.
"Yeah," snorted Ron. "Except for the fucking faggots, 'silly faggots, dicks are for chicks!'"
Harry hated it when Ron said stuff like that. It was why he'd never come out. He was fairly certain Ron only said things like that to be funny, but never one hundred percent sure.
"Honestly, Ron, that sounds so gay, 'dicks are for chicks'..."Harry gave a short laugh, which he hoped didn't sound nervous. The only thing Harry hated more than thoughtless gay bashing was his acceptance of it.
"Oh, I got this great new comic you just have to read!" Ron began searching his room, "...I'm sure it's here somewhere...wait, I remember now, I lent it to Ginny!" Ron got up and motioned to Harry to follow him. "Come on, mate, we'll just go to her room and get it."
Harry followed Ron down the hall to Ginny's room. The door was closed, but there's not a Weasley alive that could be stopped by a mere closed door. Ron barged right on in with Harry following close behind saying, "Hey, Ginny, where's that..." Ron stopped. Ginny and Eva were sitting awfully close together on the floor. They jumped apart when Ron barged in, but it was fairly obvious that they had been kissing.
"Ginny, please, tell me that was you practicing for a play!"
"Ron, how dare you barge into my room without knocking!"
"Ginny, you...she..." Ron had gone into shock, Ginny kept right on yelling.
"I knew get any privacy in this house! What if I had been dressing? You jerk! Learn how to knock!"
Eva came up behind Ginny and put her arms around her shoulders to calm her down. "Um, Ginny, I think he's in shock."
"Oh," Ginny calmed down. "Ron, Harry, I liked you to meet my Girlfriend Eva."
Harry gave a little smile and Ron showed signs of coming to.
"But...but..."He began, "But you're a cheerleader!"
"What's that got to do with anything?"
"You're suppose to date jocks!"
"But Eva's kind of a jock...she's in the chess club."
"But you're a girl!"
"Duh, I know."
"But she's a girl!"
"It's been evident for quite some time..."
"This is because you grew up with all boys in the family, isn't it? I told Mom you needed a sister! Ginny, girls don't date girls. Girls date boys!"
Ginny was getting madder and madder, her whole face turned red.
Ron didn't notice and went right on explaining, "Girls date boys. So they can get married and have babies, lots of babies. Girls and girls can't possibly have babies; it's just not possible. They don't have the right kind of plumbing."
"Oh, so now you want me to be a teen pregnancy, is that it? Just get out Ron! I was hoping you'd be more supportive but if you're just going to go on being an ass, then get out!"
Ginny bodily removed Ron from her room and Harry followed him out of the room after giving Ginny a reassuring smile and a quick, "I'm sure he'll come around."
Back in the hall, Harry decided a bit of fresh air would do Ron good.
"Hey, Ron" Harry said. "It's getting late, walk back with me."
"Yeah, whatever mate."
Harry ended up practically pulling a non-responsive Ron halfway down the block before Ron's feet started moving of their own accord. After another minute or two of walking along in silence, Harry spoke, "Cheer up, mate, it's not as if she's a necrophiliac or anything."
"Yeah, I know mate, it was just a big shock to walk in on her kissing anyone, let alone another girl, I mean really, she's my little sister."
"Shock or not, you were still really rude to her!"
Ron slowed down and looked thoughtful, "you're right, I should go back and apologize. I just wish she told me though, instead of letting me find out by walking in on her, but I guess that was my fault too. I'm going back now, see you at school tomorrow."
As Harry walked the rest of the way back, he pondered Ron's parting words, 'I just wish she'd told me.' As he reached his bedroom, he glanced at the clock, only nine thirty; there was time for a nap before meeting Draco.