A/N: First things first,
the counter – It's easy to say that your "review" effectively pissed me off. Get a life! Counting the friggin stories? Instead of complaining about there being too many romances and not enough fantasies, (btw, in case you hadn't realized, HARRY POTTER IS A FRICKEN FANTASY!!!) go write your own! So do me a favor, don't fricken review about how many romances there are because I don't give a damn!
(ahem) Sorry bout that, but to my other reviewers, ya'll are AWESOME!!! Thank you so much!
I actually enjoyed writing this chapter. I hope you enjoy reading it! I am currently reading This means war! By Jeconais. Holy Crap! It is so funny! Read it if you're looking for a laugh, or two, or three.
Anyways, please, please review so I'll have a nice full inbox when I come back from my trip Sunday! I plan on updating on the 23rd. After that, it's back to school for me so I'll update every weekend. Now without further ado, Chapter 2. (Ha! I'm a poet and I don't know it!)
Disclaimer: The day I own Harry Potter is the day Snape washes his hair before declaring his undying love for Professor Trelawney.
Dedication: Dedicated to PreteenDramaQueen who reviewed all three of my fics, and amazingly enough liked them all! Thank you!
Here's where I left you...
Ginny turned to leave the living room, but not before chucking her diary in the direction of the fireplace.
The diary had made it halfway to the flickering fire before the fire turned green and out tumbled a young boy with black hair and glasses. Needless to say, the diary missed Ginny's target, yet hit another.
"Ouch!"
Chapter 2
Mashed Potato Hat
Ginny turned around in shock. "Harry! Bloody hell, I'm so sorry!"
Harry rubbed his head in amusement. "No problem Ginny, but do you normally chuck things at your company?"
Ginny realized that this was probably the first real conversation they had. She started to blush, but remembered her vow to show Harry her real personality. Ginny flashed him a grin. "No Potter, not at company. Just you."
Harry chuckled and passed her the diary, which she promptly threw at her intended target. He watched her. "So why did you throw it anyways?"
She grinned. "You mean besides trying to give you a concussion?" Harry rolled his eyes in amusement. "Actually, I was just trying to get rid of some bad memories."
"GINNY WEASLEY!"
Ginny groaned. "Yes Mum?"
"What is the meaning of you hitting this poor boy on the head?" she yelled.
Ginny rolled her eyes in exasperation. "Mum, it was an accident. He's fine, but he does look a little thin, don't you think?"
Molly Weasley stopped yelling, and studied Harry. "You're right Ginny. Harry, you poor dear I think I'll go cook you a nice big dinner." She walked away muttering something about chickens and bloody relatives.
Ginny turned to smirk at Harry. "You just need to know how to work her."
Harry grinned. He certainly was enjoying Ginny's company. She seemed like a whole new person, very unlike the blushing and shy young girl he had come to avoid at times, and was a lot of fun to talk to.
At that moment Ron and Hermione came down the stairs.
"Harry! How are you doing? Bloody hell it's been awhile since we've talked to you!" Ron yelled in excitement, clapping Harry on the back.
"Ronald Weasley! Watch your language!" Hermione screeched.
Harry chuckled, "Same old Ron and Hermione."
Hermione turned to him, smiling. "Harry! We've missed you! I've been so worried after what happened to Sirius..." she broke off and clapped a hand to her mouth in shock.
Harry lost his smile and was at a lost for words, not really wanting to bring up the subject of his dead godfather.
Ginny sensed the wound was still fresh and turned to him. "Potter, you do realize that since I'm giving up my spot on the Quidditch team that you owe me hours and hours of practice so I can try out for chaser, right?"
Harry, silently thanking Ginny, immediately struck up a conversation with Ron and Ginny about the upcoming season and the new openings on the team.
Just as the group was about to troop into the kitchen, Fred and George apparated into the living room, landing right on top of Harry.
"Oi, Harry!" Fred exclaimed.
"-Mate!" George added.
"-Buddy!"
"-Chum!"
Ginny rolled her eyes, "Shut up the both of you and get off of him. Dinner's ready."
The twins looked at each other, jumped up off of Harry, and shouted "FOOD!!!"
Everyone walked in to the kitchen and took a seat at the table that was groaning with food. There was chicken, mashed potatoes, rolls, 5 different pies and tons more. Ron's eyes grew wide at the sight of it all.
Ginny sat down next to Harry, who turned to her, "So, Ginny, are you still going out with Dean?"
The twins grew identical evil grins that could make even Lord Moldiewarts shudder.
"No," she grumbled. "The twins have seen to that, by sending him a package that involved him growing 6 extra fingers that wouldn't stop poking him in the eyes."
Harry snorted. "It's not funny!" she yelled.
"Well Ginny dear,-" George amended,
"-we just didn't want you cheating on Dean," Fred finished.
She raised her eyebrow, "With whom, might I ask?"
"Well, Harry of course!" they chimed.
"You've liked him forever!" George said.
"We're surprised you're not blushing up a storm because you're sitting by the Harry Potter." Fred laughed.
Harry smirked. The twins turned to Harry seriously. "Harry, you might want to guard the butter dish. You wouldn't want your mashed potatoes to taste like her elbow. You remember what happened last time," they nodded solemnly.
Everyone laughed, except for Ginny who was furious. She stood up quickly, slamming her chair into the wall and turned on the twins, who cringed. "You bloody prats!" she yelled. "That was in first year! GET OVER IT!"
Then she turned on Harry, whose smile immediately faded. "AND YOU! YOU EGOTISTICAL GIT!" Ginny quieted down. "Harry, I'm sorry for yelling, but you'll have to excuse me while I rush upstairs to idolize and obsess over you." she said sarcastically.
With that, she dumped the mashed potato bowl on Harry's head, turned on her heel and pounded upstairs.
Everyone at the table turned to Harry who was in a state of shock. Mashed potatoes were everywhere, falling onto his jeans and down his shirt. One eye peeked out from beneath the bowl. Harry reached up a finger and stuck it into the potatoes and licked it.
"They're quite good, but I think I would have preferred her elbow in the bowl instead of my head."
A/N: Tee hee. I had fun with that, because I love the twins! I'll tell you this, the next chapter involves the twins and Ginny's birthday present to Harry. :D
Jillian Jacobs – Thank you so much for reviewing "Want a Kiss" and "Seeing the Light," that was so great of you! I read Seeking You, and you were right. It was hilarious! I also read your latest one shot. Great job. You're a great writer! I hope you continue to read this fic.
PreteenDramaQueen –Wow! You reviewed all of my fics! That is so great! I really appreciate it. I hope you enjoyed the latest chapter, and continue to read this!
Cycla – Lol, no black eye, just a mashed potato hat.
To chem., shinegami's little sis, Starlitebaby and all of my other readers, you guys are so great! Thanks for the reviews and I hope you continue to read "Seeing the Light!"
Like I said, the next update should be on the 23rd.
Ciao for now,
Manders
