Unexpected
Disclaimer: Against popular belief, I do not own Harry Potter, J. K. Rowling does. I know it's hard to believe, but just take a minute to take it all in, and then read my story!
Chapter 3
Ginny sat down at her kitchen table, drinking her morning coffee, thinking about the wonderful night she had with Oliver. Last night, she had the most fun she had had in the longest time. Oliver and she talked about everything. They were turning out to be quite good friends. They had a lot more in common than she ever thought. She was sure she had found a great new friend.
A couple of nights later, while Ginny was coming home from work, she saw something odd. It looked like someone was lying on a bench. This was incredibly odd since she lived in a good neighborhood, and there were no homeless people. She took a step forward and saw to her horror who it was.
"Oliver!"
He jolted awake, "Ginny," he said groggily. "What are you doing here?"
"I could ask you the same thing!"
"Oh," he said sheepishly. "Yeah, I got evicted from my flat and I had no place to go so,..." he trailed off.
"What do you mean you have no place to go!? You could have always come to me."
"I didn't want to burden you any further," he said guiltily.
"Oh, don't be ridiculous! Come on, you're coming home with me." She dragged him off the bench, grabbed his bag, and dragged him all the way to her house. Once there, she gave him the grand tour of the flat. "This is my room, this is the bathroom, this is the kitchen, this is the living room, and this is the spare bedroom."
"Gin, you don't have to do this,..."
"You are welcome to stay as long as you need to and that's final. I will not have my friend sleeping on a bench with no place to go," Ginny interrupted him.
"Gin, really, I don't know how to thank you. You've been a great friend. You're unbelievable," Oliver said sincerely.
"It's nothing," replied Ginny turning slightly red. "Anyway, it's Christmastime, what kind of person would I be if I let you freeze and starve to death out there at the happiest time of the year. Speaking of which, tomorrow is Christmas Eve and my family is throwing a big party. You could come! Everyone would love to see you and Mum said I could bring someone."
"Oh, I couldn't,..."
"Pleeese," Ginny said, her bottom lip quivering faking mock hurt.
"Ok, I'll go," Oliver smiled at how cute she looked. 'Cute?' This was his friend, you don't think of friends like that.
"Yey!" Ginny exclaimed and threw herself into Oliver. "Everyone will be so happy to see you! Good Night."
"'Night."
A/N: Chapter 4 will be up shortly. Please review! I'd also like to thank everyone who reviewed Chapter 2:
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('till next time, Bebe)