Disclaimer: I own absolutely none of the characters in this story. All belong to J K Rowling.
A/N: Thank you, the Desert Fox and Estella luna for reveiwing. Both your ideas for where Ginny must be are cute, though quite different from each other. Estella luna, is Generva on the level or did you make that up?
A CHRISTMAS HOLIDAY'S NIGHTMARE
or IT'S GONNA BE LOVE
by Lina Shay
Chapter Two: All's Fair in Love
Fred sat by himself and planned it all out in his head. So he had cared for someone not necessarily desirable. George would soon realized what that truly meant. Fred grinned to himself.
"He will see," he muttered.
"Who, may Dobby ask, will see?" came the squeaky voice of the small house-elf.
"My brother," Fred explained. "Want to help me with a little game, Dobby?"
"Dobby likes games," Dobby said excitedly. "Dobby get to play game with wizard folk? What Dobby do?"
"It's goes like this," Fred began, pulling Dobby close.
"D'you think Fred's really mad at me?" George asked Harry, Ron and Hermione in the Great Hall.
"Nah," Ron said, waving the idea aside. "He's probably just off planning some prank."
"Without me?" George muttered, sounding hurt. "Then he is mad?"
"Why wouldn't he be?" Hermione snapped, making big hand motions with Ron's fingers still entwined with her's. "He trusted you to keep something in confidence and you blabbed, to us of all people. I, for one, am ashamed at how I reacted. And I wouldn't be surprised if he's vexed with us all."
"He'll get over it," Ron insisted.
"I'm not so sure," Hermione muttered.
George looked very unsure as he stood up and left the Great Hall.
Fred hushed Dobby as they snuck slowly along the corridor. Dobby had been wheezing excitedly. He had never been involved in a wizard game before. He just hoped he did his part right.
Fred and Dobby peeked around the corner at George, who had just come out of the Great Hall.
"Should Dobby-" Dobby began, making to snap.
"No!" Fred exclaimed in a hushed tone, grabbing Dobby's hand to stop him. "Not yet."
And so they waited until George had gone on up the main staircase. Fred took a hold of Dobby's clothes and pulled him along up the stairs. He was very careful not to be seen. George stopped near a girl's lavatory and looked around.
"Now?" Dobby asked.
George pushed open the door to the lavatory.
"What's he going in there for?" Fred asked in a whisper. "Go ahead Dobby."
Dobby snapped and, with it, pink sparkles fell from the ceiling onto George's head. George stopped for a moment, shook his head, then continued on into the lavatory.
"What happens now?" Dobby asked.
"George gets his," Fred muttered.
"Is Dobby finished, sir?" Dobby queried.
"No," Fred began, "no, I have something else for you to do."
"Anything, sir," Dobby said excitedly.
"You know Harry Potter, right?" Fred asked.
Dobby nodded vigorously.
"Well, there's this girl he likes," Fred explained. "But she likes Ron."
"Dobby knows exactly the one Fred means," Dobby assured him.
"Well, we want this girl to like our Harry instead," Fred winked.
"Dobby's on his way, sir," Dobby said, disappearing with a snap and a pop.
Fred glanced at the door to the lavatory, saying, "I'd give it all to know what's going on in that privy right now."
"Fred! Fred!" George called, glancing around the lavatory. "Where would that git be?"
"Boys shouldn't be in here!" shouted a voice behind him.
George turned around instantly. She was enchanting, a pale angel. Gorgeous. Wonderful. He had never seen a girl quite like her.
"Why are you staring at me?" she demanded.
"Because," George muttered, "because, I love you, Myrtle."
A/N: Bum Bum Bum
A/N: Thank you, the Desert Fox and Estella luna for reveiwing. Both your ideas for where Ginny must be are cute, though quite different from each other. Estella luna, is Generva on the level or did you make that up?
A CHRISTMAS HOLIDAY'S NIGHTMARE
or IT'S GONNA BE LOVE
by Lina Shay
Chapter Two: All's Fair in Love
Fred sat by himself and planned it all out in his head. So he had cared for someone not necessarily desirable. George would soon realized what that truly meant. Fred grinned to himself.
"He will see," he muttered.
"Who, may Dobby ask, will see?" came the squeaky voice of the small house-elf.
"My brother," Fred explained. "Want to help me with a little game, Dobby?"
"Dobby likes games," Dobby said excitedly. "Dobby get to play game with wizard folk? What Dobby do?"
"It's goes like this," Fred began, pulling Dobby close.
"D'you think Fred's really mad at me?" George asked Harry, Ron and Hermione in the Great Hall.
"Nah," Ron said, waving the idea aside. "He's probably just off planning some prank."
"Without me?" George muttered, sounding hurt. "Then he is mad?"
"Why wouldn't he be?" Hermione snapped, making big hand motions with Ron's fingers still entwined with her's. "He trusted you to keep something in confidence and you blabbed, to us of all people. I, for one, am ashamed at how I reacted. And I wouldn't be surprised if he's vexed with us all."
"He'll get over it," Ron insisted.
"I'm not so sure," Hermione muttered.
George looked very unsure as he stood up and left the Great Hall.
Fred hushed Dobby as they snuck slowly along the corridor. Dobby had been wheezing excitedly. He had never been involved in a wizard game before. He just hoped he did his part right.
Fred and Dobby peeked around the corner at George, who had just come out of the Great Hall.
"Should Dobby-" Dobby began, making to snap.
"No!" Fred exclaimed in a hushed tone, grabbing Dobby's hand to stop him. "Not yet."
And so they waited until George had gone on up the main staircase. Fred took a hold of Dobby's clothes and pulled him along up the stairs. He was very careful not to be seen. George stopped near a girl's lavatory and looked around.
"Now?" Dobby asked.
George pushed open the door to the lavatory.
"What's he going in there for?" Fred asked in a whisper. "Go ahead Dobby."
Dobby snapped and, with it, pink sparkles fell from the ceiling onto George's head. George stopped for a moment, shook his head, then continued on into the lavatory.
"What happens now?" Dobby asked.
"George gets his," Fred muttered.
"Is Dobby finished, sir?" Dobby queried.
"No," Fred began, "no, I have something else for you to do."
"Anything, sir," Dobby said excitedly.
"You know Harry Potter, right?" Fred asked.
Dobby nodded vigorously.
"Well, there's this girl he likes," Fred explained. "But she likes Ron."
"Dobby knows exactly the one Fred means," Dobby assured him.
"Well, we want this girl to like our Harry instead," Fred winked.
"Dobby's on his way, sir," Dobby said, disappearing with a snap and a pop.
Fred glanced at the door to the lavatory, saying, "I'd give it all to know what's going on in that privy right now."
"Fred! Fred!" George called, glancing around the lavatory. "Where would that git be?"
"Boys shouldn't be in here!" shouted a voice behind him.
George turned around instantly. She was enchanting, a pale angel. Gorgeous. Wonderful. He had never seen a girl quite like her.
"Why are you staring at me?" she demanded.
"Because," George muttered, "because, I love you, Myrtle."
A/N: Bum Bum Bum