Chapter 11
Saturday there was not much life in the common room until 2:00 pm when students were gradually beginning to rise from bed. Those who did were puffy eyed and groggy. Fern never woke until 3:00pm as she crept into the kitchens the night before and brought some drinks herself and Amethyst. However by the time she got back it was 2:00pm and everyone was asleep.
It was 3:10pm, Fern was just getting changed. Ginny was sat on her bed, fiddling with her necklace, twirling it around her finger and then unwinding it again. Ginny had made a private vowel to not take it off ever.
"Where you get that pendant from Gin, looks nice not to mention very expensive" Fern said moving closer to Ginny's bed, staring at the necklace and brushing her hair at the same time. "Draco gave it to me, lovely isn't it?" Ginny said looking down at it. "Oh right, how long have you been going out with Draco any way?" enquired Fern wincing as she tried to tug a know out of her hair with her hairbrush. "A month" sighed Ginny "He's so sweet and a real gentleman" Fern raised her eyebrows, "He is" insisted Ginny. "Maybe to you, but he calls muggle borns mud bloods" Fern said matter of factly crossing her arms and waiting for Ginny to defend him "Only Hermione, personally I think she's far to stuck up she needs taking down a peg or two" muttered Ginny loudly
"And Neville, he picks on him" added Fern
"Neville is lovely, but he does walk into it a bit, he's so clumsy he's just a easy target" Ginny said
"Doesn't make it right thou" Fern said frowning "Anyway all that matters is that you are happy with him and you obviously are, anyway what's all this I hear about him giving you a piggy back and running around the school showing your undies off to the unsuspecting public" Grinned Fern
Ginny filled her in with the details hardly stopping laughing. Fern was warming to Draco, Ginny could tell but she still detested him.
November was quidditch season. Draco played seeker for the slytherin house team. Fred and George who were in the quidditch team the year before as beaters, had left Hogwarts to fulfil the ambition to open a joke shop so, that left two spaces in the Gryffindor team. Ginny was considering going along to a trial.Her brother Ron is keeper. "Ron, who's trying out for beaters?" Ginny asked him sitting on the arm of his squashy chair. "Well there's, Creavey, Finnigan, Fleming, Canny oh and there is Thomas, at last count" muttered Ron ticking them off on his fingers, "Why?" he asked, his head turning into a frown "Oh, I'm just you know going to pop along and see if I do any good" said Ginny casually. Ron looked unsure. "Can you fly?" he said "Well I should think so the amount of times I've broken into the broom shed and urm...borrowed your brooms, I wouldn't be trying out else would I?" Ginny said putting her tongue in front of teeth that made her look like a hamster. "Your getting more like Fred and George every day, your so sarcastic", Ron gave her a blank look, he had his head titled to one side like he was searching for any sign of Fred and George poking out through her skull. "Well at least ill make lots of money" Throwing Ron a grin as she jumped of the arm and made her way over to Angelina Johnson the quidditch captain.
"Angelina could I have a word please?" queried Ginny "Of course" smiled Angelina putting down her book titled quidditch through the ages.
"Well I was wondering if I, as a 4th year could try out as beater" enquired Ginny nervously "Of course, why not, are you a good flyer" responded Angelina "Well I don't know I haven't played in front of anyone apart from my lessons here, I usually play alone" admitted Ginny her cheeks reddening a little bit
"Well come along to a trial and I'll have a look" suggested Angelina "Ok ill have to use a school broom through" "That's fine, most people who try out do, there isn't much point in spending a lot of money on just school lessons?" replied Angelina
Ginny felt more at ease, at least she wont be the only one on a tattered school broom.
Saturday there was not much life in the common room until 2:00 pm when students were gradually beginning to rise from bed. Those who did were puffy eyed and groggy. Fern never woke until 3:00pm as she crept into the kitchens the night before and brought some drinks herself and Amethyst. However by the time she got back it was 2:00pm and everyone was asleep.
It was 3:10pm, Fern was just getting changed. Ginny was sat on her bed, fiddling with her necklace, twirling it around her finger and then unwinding it again. Ginny had made a private vowel to not take it off ever.
"Where you get that pendant from Gin, looks nice not to mention very expensive" Fern said moving closer to Ginny's bed, staring at the necklace and brushing her hair at the same time. "Draco gave it to me, lovely isn't it?" Ginny said looking down at it. "Oh right, how long have you been going out with Draco any way?" enquired Fern wincing as she tried to tug a know out of her hair with her hairbrush. "A month" sighed Ginny "He's so sweet and a real gentleman" Fern raised her eyebrows, "He is" insisted Ginny. "Maybe to you, but he calls muggle borns mud bloods" Fern said matter of factly crossing her arms and waiting for Ginny to defend him "Only Hermione, personally I think she's far to stuck up she needs taking down a peg or two" muttered Ginny loudly
"And Neville, he picks on him" added Fern
"Neville is lovely, but he does walk into it a bit, he's so clumsy he's just a easy target" Ginny said
"Doesn't make it right thou" Fern said frowning "Anyway all that matters is that you are happy with him and you obviously are, anyway what's all this I hear about him giving you a piggy back and running around the school showing your undies off to the unsuspecting public" Grinned Fern
Ginny filled her in with the details hardly stopping laughing. Fern was warming to Draco, Ginny could tell but she still detested him.
November was quidditch season. Draco played seeker for the slytherin house team. Fred and George who were in the quidditch team the year before as beaters, had left Hogwarts to fulfil the ambition to open a joke shop so, that left two spaces in the Gryffindor team. Ginny was considering going along to a trial.Her brother Ron is keeper. "Ron, who's trying out for beaters?" Ginny asked him sitting on the arm of his squashy chair. "Well there's, Creavey, Finnigan, Fleming, Canny oh and there is Thomas, at last count" muttered Ron ticking them off on his fingers, "Why?" he asked, his head turning into a frown "Oh, I'm just you know going to pop along and see if I do any good" said Ginny casually. Ron looked unsure. "Can you fly?" he said "Well I should think so the amount of times I've broken into the broom shed and urm...borrowed your brooms, I wouldn't be trying out else would I?" Ginny said putting her tongue in front of teeth that made her look like a hamster. "Your getting more like Fred and George every day, your so sarcastic", Ron gave her a blank look, he had his head titled to one side like he was searching for any sign of Fred and George poking out through her skull. "Well at least ill make lots of money" Throwing Ron a grin as she jumped of the arm and made her way over to Angelina Johnson the quidditch captain.
"Angelina could I have a word please?" queried Ginny "Of course" smiled Angelina putting down her book titled quidditch through the ages.
"Well I was wondering if I, as a 4th year could try out as beater" enquired Ginny nervously "Of course, why not, are you a good flyer" responded Angelina "Well I don't know I haven't played in front of anyone apart from my lessons here, I usually play alone" admitted Ginny her cheeks reddening a little bit
"Well come along to a trial and I'll have a look" suggested Angelina "Ok ill have to use a school broom through" "That's fine, most people who try out do, there isn't much point in spending a lot of money on just school lessons?" replied Angelina
Ginny felt more at ease, at least she wont be the only one on a tattered school broom.