A/N hey everyone, thanx for reading my story, unless your gonna not like it and flame me, beause then I really don't like you haha. I am here to say from very mountain top "I AM OBSESED WITH HARRY POTTER (or as the code goes now; IAM OBSESSED WITH LOUIS THE XV!' hehe yea, if our teacher askes, this is a history paper wink::wink. Yea im doing this with the help of my crazy buddies Abby (crazyfriendsfan) and Mac, at school that is. So yea, I got a little to hyper to work and was reading fanfic on the comp, but then I thought I'd write a story for my self! And guess what, I thought right, its tons of fun, I've gotten a few curious looks from laughing but lol who cares. We even made code names.hence LOUIS THE XV hehe. So yea I guess heres the story, enjoy : )

IN CASE OF ANY CONFUSION, I DON'T OWN ANY HARRY POTTER RIGHTS. I AM NOT J K ROWLING.


It was the morning of April Fool's Day, Ginny was sitting in the empty library binding together a full length skeleton made out of actual animal bones Fred and George had filched from someone. To the unsuspecting observer it might seem that she was working on a class project, but the reality was something quite different. Who ever had said Ginny was going to grow up to be like Percy was totally wrong. Fred and George were her favorite brothers, and it didn't help that Ron had thrown his lot in with the always adventuring Harry Potter. She was only following a Weasley tradition at this point. If Ginny got her way you'd have to look over your shoulder twice before even taking a step. This was going to be the most amazing April Fool's Day ever.

The skinny red head looked at the skeleton for a few seconds. She wrinkled her nose at the final product, obviously unsatisfied, then gave a slight flick of her wand binding together the ribs of the skeleton she had previously broken. It was time to go back to the drawing board. Ginny groaned and ran her hand through her hair as she propped one elbow up on the edge of the table.

"You think he's on to us?" Ron's similar red head poked around the corner.

"What are you talking about? You know, when I said I wanted to come to the stacks I meant for study. Why'd he care about us studying?" Hermione's brown wavy haired head poked along beside Ron's. One of the nice things about being a witch was that you could make yourself look so much better than you actually were, hence Hermione's now normal length teeth and now wavy instead of bushy hair. Actually, Ginny felt a little sorry for Hermione considering that all the work that she put into her appearance was only for her brother. Yick. Ginny really didn't want to know the details on that relationship.

"Are you trying to tempt me?" Ron looked positively frustrated.

"No, I'm trying to study." Hermione pulled a book out of the shelf and smacked it down onto the table as she sat. "And you should study too, by the way. Hmmm… look it's a new potion!"

"You're no fun, you know that?" Ron had that disgruntled look about himself. His defeated expression was pointed downwards towards the table.

At this point Hermione had had enough of her teasing as well. "You're so much fun when you've had your fix of green m&ms." Hermione said as she looked at Ron mischievously. Suddenly Ron looked quite a bit cheerier. They were halfway draped across the table as they continued their snogging session. With all that extra saliva, it was not something pleasant to see.

Ginny cleared her throat uncomfortably, hoping that they would finally take notice. It was apparent, however, that they had already become lost in their cloud of hormones.

"I knew it!" Ginny exclaimed, but there was no response from the busy couple. She then loudly cleared her throat. "I knew it!" she exclaimed again somewhat desperately this time when they took no notice of her. "YES! MY LUCKY DAY! I'VE ALWAYS WANTED TO SHOOT A PORNO! CAN YOU TAKE HIS PANTS OFF NOW?!" she yelled while pulling out a camera.

The couple froze in mid smooch then slowly began turning towards Ginny. The stunned puckered expressions on their faces were completely moronic. It was quite amusing actually.

"I wasn't kidding you know. I think you'd be the perfect stars. How about the title, 'What Harry Doesn't Know?' Sound good to everyone?" The moronic couple was still stunned. Ginny supposed it was because of the fact that they had been discovered. Although, if they thought that no one knew about their obscene couplehood they were, well, moronic. Ginny continued with the porno thread since she still wasn't getting any response. "We'll have to fix a few things. For instance, no one likes a porno with excessive saliva, unless it comes from the female, and there has to be more sperm involved."

"W-What are you d-doing h-here?" Hermione finally stammered out.

"I was working on a project, but now let me excuse myself so I can go puke." Ginny said while pretending to gag.

Hermione perked up at the mention of the word project. She came to stand over the skeleton that Ginny had been spelling, with no obvious understanding of what it was for. "What kind of project has to do with a skeleton exactly?" Hermione asked inquisitively while peering at the yellowing bones.

"Wait, aren't those from Snape's store room?" piped Ron, speaking up for the first time since their initial encounter. The sight of while looking at the limp skeleton lying on the table.

"Who knows? Who cares anyway, they'll be going back to wherever they came from. If I can ever figure out what to do to them…"

"Oh, okay. Well then, put bunny ears on him."

Ginny rolled her eyes. Why did Ron have to be the stupid one in the family? It was like something terribly wrong happened to him at birth. "Ummm… lame? Can't you think of something actually worth doing? Like a spell or something like that."

From Hermione's side came a sudden light bulb moment. "Oooo… you should spell it to stalk people! Or not, since that's probably against school rules…"

"Wait, what is this for?"

For the zillionth time that morning, Ginny let out one of her long drawn out groans, except this one was exceptionally exasperated. "Ron, you know perfectly well that today is April Fool's Day, other then that I'm not telling you a single thing." For the first time ever she had successfully restrained from calling him a dimwit, although one could never get it across to him too often or too venomously.

"I still think you should give him bunny ears," said Ron sorely.

"What ever made you think it was a he?" Ginny sniped back at him. Sibling rivalry was too fun sometimes.

"Then put bunny ears on 'her'."

"What makes you think it's a she?"

"I'm a guy, I just know these things!"

Ginny stood in front of the skeleton so that they couldn't see it and at the same time she grabbed Ron's wand and stuck it right in the middle of the pelvis bone. "There, now it's a guy."

"Wow, you know, it kind of looks like Snape." Ron pushed Ginny aside so that Hermione could see too.

"Ron, how could you say a thing like that? Even Snape doesn't look that good." Hermione practically purred. Ginny stopped. Hermione purred?! How weird was that!

"Uh, Hermione? You got a thing with Mr. Skelo?"

"If I had one would I tell you?"

"You're sick Hermione you know that? Really sick."

"I'm not the one who has a hidden stash of PlayWizard."

"Well, I'm not the one who has it going for Mr. Skelo."

"And how could I have a thing for Mr. Skelo when I've got a thing for my little Weasley-poo?"

"EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!! How can you talk about Ron like that?! EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW. EWWWWWWWWWWWWWW." Ginny said, turning somewhat green.

"Wow, Gin, did you charm the wand? Uhhh…interesting effect" Hermione said changing the subject.

"What do you mean?"

Hermione grabbed Ginny's shoulders and spun her around to face the skeleton, which was now being illuminated by the sparks flying out of Ron's wand.

"Gees Ginny, your mind's gone sick. That seriously doesn't look right." Ron exclaimed

"Well, excuse me? I didn't do a single blasted thing to that wand. And if that grosses you out how do you live with yourself?"

"Good one." Hermione gave Ginny a high five.

"What are you doing?!" All of them whirled around to see Madame Pince scowling at them from the librarian's desk.

"We're just studying for Defense against the Dark Arts." Hermione lied calmly without hesitation. "The history of Vampires is so interesting; I didn't understand until now how Vampires managed to keep themselves hidden until three hundred years ago."

Even with Hermione's lie Madame Pince was still suspicious. She descended upon them, conveniently choosing to pick up one of Ron's study books. She flipped it open to where Ron had hidden his month old copy of PlayWizard.

"Ten Things She'll Really Like, And We Mean in B- RON WEASELY HOW DARE YOU BRING THIS TO HOGWARTS!!! I'M SENDING A LETTER TO YOUR MOTHER TO INFORM HER ABOUT THIS!!! THIS IS COMPLETELY AND UTTERLY INAPPROPRIOTE!!! DO YOU HEAR ME WEASLEY? "

Ron looked stunned with an expression of pure surprise on his face.

"Hermione." Ginny gave Hermione a little wink then nudged Hermione with her elbow a little. Hermione's face gave way to a wicked grin then she began. "Ron, Madame Pince is absolutely right, how could you bring such revolting things to Hogwarts? It's disgusting."

"Hermione, w-what are you doing?" Ron looked petrified

"Oh, I think you heard me." Hermione started with false coldness. "If you're on green M&Ms and you can't get it out of me you'll get it out of anyone."

"What are you talking about? You have it for Mr. Skelo and me, that's cheating for your information." Now it was Madame Pince's turn to look bewildered.

Ginny suddenly had a brilliant idea. Quietly she stalked off directly behind Madame Pince as the librarian was distracted lecturing Ron.

"Wow, Madame Pince, those knickers are really amazing!" It echoed throughout the whole library. Madame Pince turned around slowly, really slowly, and Ginny could see her face become beet red.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, April Fool's Day! Run!!!" Ginny sprinted out of the library to escape whatever punishment Madame Pince had meant to give her. Unfortunately she ran head on into something, that something was blonde and, at the moment, very under her.


A/N Ohh, I know you know who the blond dude is.