For The Sake Of the Baby
Written by: Dracoscutie
Summary: Ginny and Draco have to say goodbye to each other for the summer and they both go home to BIG surprises! Draco's got a little one at home and Ginny's got several! At school there's new kid causing some trouble between the lovers, nasty rumors are beginning to spread and it's starting to look like things will never be the same again. Plus Draco and Ginny get paired up for another practical project! And what does a sack of flour have to with it??
Disclaimer: Mine? You think this is mine? Pfff. you're losing it. The new people are mine though, as is the plot line, so get used to it! Ha-ha, just kidding - no money is being made, which is unfortunate, since I'm broke.
Author's Note: Hola, everyone! I'm back again, sooner than you expected? Sooner than I expected too, actually! Anyhow, here I am - the first chapter after I've taken my finals and before I have to get a job. That should be a joyous occasion. Or not. So, today I was reading some fics and I became inspired to give you a little bit of action now! Yay, good for you! You will finally have the beginning of a plot developing! So now you can go read it and tell me what you think!
Go on.
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Chapter 8
People Are Talkin'
Potions was one of the most interesting classes Ginny had ever attended in her six years at Hogwarts. Apparently, someone had put a Cheering Charm on Snape, causing him to hum merrily the whole hour - frequently giving out points to anyone who so much as attempted an answer and to top it all off, he was introducing Love Potions today.
Quite bluntly, this terrified Ginny tremendously. She was not used to her rotten Potions teacher skipping about the dungeon like he was, explaining to his students the essentials of a Love Potion. Snape was acting almost the gossipy little girls that he often awarded detentions to. One might think that a teacher would come and set him straight, but no such luck. Everyone in the school was enjoying this far too much to intrude upon something so funny. Making the Love Potion was against the Hogwarts school rules, but Dumbledore had decided that it would be okay as a homework assignment - since they were under the watchful eye of Severus Snape, no matter how giddy he may have been at the time
"After you add the Fluxweed and let it stew for 13 minutes, you must quickly add the Ashwinder eggs - careful not to spill any though as they can be extremely dangerous when left about for anyone to pick up," Snape warned, smiling.
Ginny dumped her ingredients into the cauldron and did as Snape was cheerfully instructing her.
"So, Gin; what's wrong?" Chloe asked suddenly from beside the redhead. At the moment, she was trying to empty the contents of her Ashwinder eggs into the cauldron without letting any spill over the edge.
"What do you mean?" Ginny asked, not turning her head from her potion.
"You just haven't been yourself - especially around Draco. You always seem to be irritated by something that no one else manages to pick up on," Chloe explained, looking concerned. She was beginning to think that Ginny was coming down with something.
"Nothing's wrong," Ginny said quietly, glancing back down to add the new ingredients that the professor was rattling off.
"Yes there is," Chloe said, "and I think I know what it is."
"I don't think so."
"It's Draco isn't it?" Chloe asked, waiting patiently for Ginny's answer.
"Yes," Ginny gave in.
"He's changed; lost his edge, hasn't he?" the blonde smirked knowingly, stealing a glance at her best friend, hoping she'd struck a nerve.
"Exactly!" Ginny exclaimed, adding the finishing touches to her love potion. "So what should I - it really is starting to bug me!"
"It would bother me, too. But I think that you should maybe just accept it and carry on, you know? Not much you can do about it is there?"
"How do you suggest I do that? He's a totally different person now than the one I fell in love with - that's hard enough to ignore, let alone grasp," Ginny said exasperated, turning toward Chloe in her fit of rage, the tears in the corners of her eyes clearly evident.
"Then you could always break up with him," Chloe suggested sadly.
"Uh-uh, no way! I'm not going through that again!" Ginny squealed as Snape came around with vials to bottle the potion with. Most girls in the class managed to grab two while Snape was whistling merrily - one to hand in and one to keep.
"Then accept it, I mean - you did try talking to him about it, didn't you?' Chloe asked, bottling up her potion and slipping a vial into her robes - placing the other on the table so she could clean up her mess.
"Yeah, I tried to talk to him about it and he just said we were normal now," Ginny told her, slipping a vial into her robes as well, before cleaning up her things.
"Well, you are. Not everyone's love lives are quite that exciting. You were lucky to have something like that. Well, not the whole Colin thing and all, but you know what I'm talking about," Chloe pointed out. "That's over now, though."
"I'm not normal though, Chloe and my love life should be normal either. I'm dating THE Draco Malfoy for crying out loud! What about this relationship is normal?" the redhead raged, grasping the vial she was about to turn in.
"I don't know Gin, but he's doing it for you. I suggest that you be thankful for what he's trying to do for you," Chloe advised her best friend.
"I probably should be," Ginny agreed as both girls took their love potions up to a giddy Professor Snape.
"Thank you, girls!" Snape chirped, graciously accepting the pink tubes.
Chloe smiled politely before turning around and shuddering at the though of her cruel Potions teacher acting so genuinely happy. As nice as it was to have a little break - it was also pretty creepy.
"I wonder how long he'll be like that?" Chloe asked aloud.
"No clue. I honestly don't know which way I prefer him. Too bed there's not a happy medium," Ginny said as the bell ran for dismissal. "I wonder how Draco's doing with Addie."
"I know - I gave Payton our baby, too. It'd be funny to see how Draco handles it though," Chloe giggled.
"Hopefully, she's still in one piece," Ginny said fearfully.
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"Professor, could I please take the thing into the hall?" an exhausted and embarrassed Draco asked Flitwick.
"Mr. Malfoy, you must stay in class, no matter how much it cries," the professor answered before going back to his lecture.
"I knew it was an it!" Draco mumbled to himself as he bounced the flour sack lightly until it finally calmed down, causing him to miss a lot of what was being said in the class. Eventually, he caught up with the rest of the class and began practicing the new sleeping spell on the guinea pig in front of him. Suddenly a horrible urge filled him. He wondered if he cast the spell on the flour sack - would it stay asleep?
Would it ever wake up? Would he HAVE to tell Ginny? He supposed she would find out eventually but all he would have to say was that he lost it and he could stash it in his common room. He'd rather fail the class than keep this thing for 5 more minutes, even if it was asleep. After toying with the idea, Draco decided that it would be best not to - he'd rather not give Ginny a reason to be angry with him. Grudgingly, he pulled his eyes away from the stupid flower sack and surveyed the class. Even though it was easy for him to resist the temptation, Blaise had not been so lucky.
The sack was screaming louder than ever, disrupting any hope of returning to a regular class - all because Blaise had lost her temper.
"Ms. Zabini, what have you done?" Flitwick questioned, angrily. All hour he had had those flour sacks interrupting his every other word. This was the last straw. He knew that they weren't supposed to use magic on their flour sacks - but he was ready to get them all to be quiet. "Give that thing to me."
Blaise handed Flitwick her child with the fear evident in her eyes. No matter how much the classic Slytherin she was, they had never seen Flitwick this angry and it was fairly unpredictable as to what would come of it.
The old man cradled the "baby" in his arms and undid the charm, causing the baby to quiet down.
"Why did you do that?" Blaise asked him. Wouldn't he want her to fail, since she had not followed directions properly?
"I would rather you get a grade you didn't deserve and make that thing quiet than give you the grade you do deserve and keep that thing crying," Flitwick explained, handing her back the flour sack and cooling down before going back up to his little podium and resting his face in his hands.
Draco smirked at Blaise's embarrassed face and knew that within an hour, the news about Blaise trying to charm her flour sack would spread around school like wildfire.
Pansy Parkinson turned to Draco and smiled grotesquely.
"Draco, how stupid was Zabini for thinking that she could charm her kid?" the pug-faced girl scoffed with an evil smirk of her own.
"It was actually a wise move, seeing as she got Flitwick to shut it up for real and she's not even going to be in trouble with Stufflebean since he undid the spell for her. There's nothing stupid about that," Draco remarked, wanting nothing more than for Pansy to shut up.
Pansy fell speechless at this and turned away for a moment. Then a thought came to her; a piece of gossip that had come to her via a little birdie.
"So Draco, still dating the Weasel's sister?" she inquired.
"What's it to you?"
"Just wanted to make sure you're keeping her locked up and away from everything," Pansy said slyly, wanting him to ask for more.
"What's everything?" Draco asked cautiously.
"You haven't heard?" Pansy asked innocently.
"Obviously not, Parkinson so stop toying with me," Draco growled. Pansy's mind games drove him absolutely up the wall.
"Believe me, Draco, if I were toying with you, you would know," she smirked, giving him the once over, before going on. "That cousin of yours is quite the ladies man. Probably more than you'll ever know. You have his potential, of course, but you choose not to use it - stupid of you, if you ask me," Pansy said.
Draco was growing impatient. He knew about Byron's tendencies to date at least three girls at a time and it never took him long to find those three girls, either. So why Pansy was choosing to tell him this was fairly odd.
"Anyway, he's already been with four girls," Pansy said.
"So? What has that got to do with me - or Ginny for that matter?" Draco asked. This information was nothing new to him and didn't seem to carry any matter of importance. Who really cared if Byron was already dating four girls?
"I don't mean 'been with' in the sense of the word that you're thinking. These four girls had the times of their lives - from what I hear, he's the best and he can rope in anyone. No matter how goody-goody or loyal they are. He has the ability to keep them up all night and they're not drinking tea," Pansy said, eyebrows raised - signifying her satisfaction with this piece of Hogwarts gossip.
"Parkinson, you're ruining my lunch," Draco said, feeling a bit uneasy at the talk of his cousin's love-life.
"Rumor has it that he's after your precious Weasley. She's his prize - what he's working for. Never seen a girl like that one, so off-limits and all, being your girlfriend - and a Weasley. And he's going to treat her nicely, better than you probably ever will," Pansy told Draco sneering nastily.
"How do you know this, Parkinson, do enlighten me," Draco said, putting up a sarcastic front. He was slightly worried about all of this because Byron was known to want the taken girls and take the wanted ones. Not that he was worried, Ginny was safe with him - she would never have to come into contact with Byron again, if all of this was actually true.
"Let's just say, a little birdie told me."
"Or you could tell me who did it and save me a lot of trouble," Draco demanded.
"Well, you could call it a woman's intuition," Pansy said quietly looking down. She then lifted her eyes so she was looking directly into his eyes with a seductive grin, "Or you could know that I had the time of my life last night."
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After Herbology, Ginny trudged down to lunch, eagerly hoping there was a warm bowl of soup waiting for her. The September breeze was chilly that day and she hadn't really dressed for the occasion. But then, neither had Dabria and she seemed to be doing fine.
"So, Ginny, do you think you could hook me up with a guy around here any time in the near future?" Dabria asked, plodding happily along in her heels and mini-skirt.
"Sure, what's your type?" Ginny questioned, happy to help out one of her new best friends. Dabria was one of the sweetest and most loving people she had gotten to know this year and if she wanted a boyfriend, Ginny wasn't going to interfere. There were plenty good ones for her, as far as Ginny was concerned.
"Oh I don't know - I sort of like bad boys - but not too bad. If they were cute, that'd be a plus and I want someone who will make me laugh," the brunette giggled.
Her requests wouldn't be too hard to full-fill. It was really a good thing that she wasn't picky or she probably would never find someone. Suddenly, a huge gust of wind nearly knocked the two girls off their feet.
"I'll find someone for you, Dabe! We better hurry inside though, it looks like it might rain," Ginny said, regaining her balance.
Dabria glanced down at her heeled shoes and then back up at Ginny. Quickly, she un-strapped them and pulled them off just as it began to sprinkle. Grabbing both shoes by the straps in one hand and Ginny's hand in the other, Dabria began to run across the now-muddy lawn of Hogwarts, trying her best not to get too wet.
Once inside the warm castle, Dabria put her shoes back on and looked at Ginny.
"So, what's for lunch?"
"Soup I think," Ginny told her, "or at least I hope."
The two girls tried to regain their composure and dry off a bit before joining their classmates in the Great Hall. Eventually, they were presentable enough to at least stick their now-damp hair into ponytails and walk in the doors.
As soon as they walked into the Great Hall, they were met with complete silence and somber expressions and they knew that something had gone terribly wrong.
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Goody! My first real cliffy in this story! Okay, so I found my chapter finally the disk decided to load it but it had deleted half of the chapter so I just decided to end it a little sooner to get you guys a chapter! This chapter, like the last one isn't beta'd yet. I decided that I needed to put it up right now so in a matter of time it will be corrected and everything! I hope you enjoy! Please review and tell me what you think of it!
Oh yes - and to WOFFER, who reviewed and picked up on the sack of flour. It was picked up from 8 simple rules yes - I was going to just put this at the end of the fic with the complete disclaimer but since you picked up on it so quickly, yes you are correct! You will see that in the future there will be further similarities - including the concept of the title!
Written by: Dracoscutie
Summary: Ginny and Draco have to say goodbye to each other for the summer and they both go home to BIG surprises! Draco's got a little one at home and Ginny's got several! At school there's new kid causing some trouble between the lovers, nasty rumors are beginning to spread and it's starting to look like things will never be the same again. Plus Draco and Ginny get paired up for another practical project! And what does a sack of flour have to with it??
Disclaimer: Mine? You think this is mine? Pfff. you're losing it. The new people are mine though, as is the plot line, so get used to it! Ha-ha, just kidding - no money is being made, which is unfortunate, since I'm broke.
Author's Note: Hola, everyone! I'm back again, sooner than you expected? Sooner than I expected too, actually! Anyhow, here I am - the first chapter after I've taken my finals and before I have to get a job. That should be a joyous occasion. Or not. So, today I was reading some fics and I became inspired to give you a little bit of action now! Yay, good for you! You will finally have the beginning of a plot developing! So now you can go read it and tell me what you think!
Go on.
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Chapter 8
People Are Talkin'
Potions was one of the most interesting classes Ginny had ever attended in her six years at Hogwarts. Apparently, someone had put a Cheering Charm on Snape, causing him to hum merrily the whole hour - frequently giving out points to anyone who so much as attempted an answer and to top it all off, he was introducing Love Potions today.
Quite bluntly, this terrified Ginny tremendously. She was not used to her rotten Potions teacher skipping about the dungeon like he was, explaining to his students the essentials of a Love Potion. Snape was acting almost the gossipy little girls that he often awarded detentions to. One might think that a teacher would come and set him straight, but no such luck. Everyone in the school was enjoying this far too much to intrude upon something so funny. Making the Love Potion was against the Hogwarts school rules, but Dumbledore had decided that it would be okay as a homework assignment - since they were under the watchful eye of Severus Snape, no matter how giddy he may have been at the time
"After you add the Fluxweed and let it stew for 13 minutes, you must quickly add the Ashwinder eggs - careful not to spill any though as they can be extremely dangerous when left about for anyone to pick up," Snape warned, smiling.
Ginny dumped her ingredients into the cauldron and did as Snape was cheerfully instructing her.
"So, Gin; what's wrong?" Chloe asked suddenly from beside the redhead. At the moment, she was trying to empty the contents of her Ashwinder eggs into the cauldron without letting any spill over the edge.
"What do you mean?" Ginny asked, not turning her head from her potion.
"You just haven't been yourself - especially around Draco. You always seem to be irritated by something that no one else manages to pick up on," Chloe explained, looking concerned. She was beginning to think that Ginny was coming down with something.
"Nothing's wrong," Ginny said quietly, glancing back down to add the new ingredients that the professor was rattling off.
"Yes there is," Chloe said, "and I think I know what it is."
"I don't think so."
"It's Draco isn't it?" Chloe asked, waiting patiently for Ginny's answer.
"Yes," Ginny gave in.
"He's changed; lost his edge, hasn't he?" the blonde smirked knowingly, stealing a glance at her best friend, hoping she'd struck a nerve.
"Exactly!" Ginny exclaimed, adding the finishing touches to her love potion. "So what should I - it really is starting to bug me!"
"It would bother me, too. But I think that you should maybe just accept it and carry on, you know? Not much you can do about it is there?"
"How do you suggest I do that? He's a totally different person now than the one I fell in love with - that's hard enough to ignore, let alone grasp," Ginny said exasperated, turning toward Chloe in her fit of rage, the tears in the corners of her eyes clearly evident.
"Then you could always break up with him," Chloe suggested sadly.
"Uh-uh, no way! I'm not going through that again!" Ginny squealed as Snape came around with vials to bottle the potion with. Most girls in the class managed to grab two while Snape was whistling merrily - one to hand in and one to keep.
"Then accept it, I mean - you did try talking to him about it, didn't you?' Chloe asked, bottling up her potion and slipping a vial into her robes - placing the other on the table so she could clean up her mess.
"Yeah, I tried to talk to him about it and he just said we were normal now," Ginny told her, slipping a vial into her robes as well, before cleaning up her things.
"Well, you are. Not everyone's love lives are quite that exciting. You were lucky to have something like that. Well, not the whole Colin thing and all, but you know what I'm talking about," Chloe pointed out. "That's over now, though."
"I'm not normal though, Chloe and my love life should be normal either. I'm dating THE Draco Malfoy for crying out loud! What about this relationship is normal?" the redhead raged, grasping the vial she was about to turn in.
"I don't know Gin, but he's doing it for you. I suggest that you be thankful for what he's trying to do for you," Chloe advised her best friend.
"I probably should be," Ginny agreed as both girls took their love potions up to a giddy Professor Snape.
"Thank you, girls!" Snape chirped, graciously accepting the pink tubes.
Chloe smiled politely before turning around and shuddering at the though of her cruel Potions teacher acting so genuinely happy. As nice as it was to have a little break - it was also pretty creepy.
"I wonder how long he'll be like that?" Chloe asked aloud.
"No clue. I honestly don't know which way I prefer him. Too bed there's not a happy medium," Ginny said as the bell ran for dismissal. "I wonder how Draco's doing with Addie."
"I know - I gave Payton our baby, too. It'd be funny to see how Draco handles it though," Chloe giggled.
"Hopefully, she's still in one piece," Ginny said fearfully.
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"Professor, could I please take the thing into the hall?" an exhausted and embarrassed Draco asked Flitwick.
"Mr. Malfoy, you must stay in class, no matter how much it cries," the professor answered before going back to his lecture.
"I knew it was an it!" Draco mumbled to himself as he bounced the flour sack lightly until it finally calmed down, causing him to miss a lot of what was being said in the class. Eventually, he caught up with the rest of the class and began practicing the new sleeping spell on the guinea pig in front of him. Suddenly a horrible urge filled him. He wondered if he cast the spell on the flour sack - would it stay asleep?
Would it ever wake up? Would he HAVE to tell Ginny? He supposed she would find out eventually but all he would have to say was that he lost it and he could stash it in his common room. He'd rather fail the class than keep this thing for 5 more minutes, even if it was asleep. After toying with the idea, Draco decided that it would be best not to - he'd rather not give Ginny a reason to be angry with him. Grudgingly, he pulled his eyes away from the stupid flower sack and surveyed the class. Even though it was easy for him to resist the temptation, Blaise had not been so lucky.
The sack was screaming louder than ever, disrupting any hope of returning to a regular class - all because Blaise had lost her temper.
"Ms. Zabini, what have you done?" Flitwick questioned, angrily. All hour he had had those flour sacks interrupting his every other word. This was the last straw. He knew that they weren't supposed to use magic on their flour sacks - but he was ready to get them all to be quiet. "Give that thing to me."
Blaise handed Flitwick her child with the fear evident in her eyes. No matter how much the classic Slytherin she was, they had never seen Flitwick this angry and it was fairly unpredictable as to what would come of it.
The old man cradled the "baby" in his arms and undid the charm, causing the baby to quiet down.
"Why did you do that?" Blaise asked him. Wouldn't he want her to fail, since she had not followed directions properly?
"I would rather you get a grade you didn't deserve and make that thing quiet than give you the grade you do deserve and keep that thing crying," Flitwick explained, handing her back the flour sack and cooling down before going back up to his little podium and resting his face in his hands.
Draco smirked at Blaise's embarrassed face and knew that within an hour, the news about Blaise trying to charm her flour sack would spread around school like wildfire.
Pansy Parkinson turned to Draco and smiled grotesquely.
"Draco, how stupid was Zabini for thinking that she could charm her kid?" the pug-faced girl scoffed with an evil smirk of her own.
"It was actually a wise move, seeing as she got Flitwick to shut it up for real and she's not even going to be in trouble with Stufflebean since he undid the spell for her. There's nothing stupid about that," Draco remarked, wanting nothing more than for Pansy to shut up.
Pansy fell speechless at this and turned away for a moment. Then a thought came to her; a piece of gossip that had come to her via a little birdie.
"So Draco, still dating the Weasel's sister?" she inquired.
"What's it to you?"
"Just wanted to make sure you're keeping her locked up and away from everything," Pansy said slyly, wanting him to ask for more.
"What's everything?" Draco asked cautiously.
"You haven't heard?" Pansy asked innocently.
"Obviously not, Parkinson so stop toying with me," Draco growled. Pansy's mind games drove him absolutely up the wall.
"Believe me, Draco, if I were toying with you, you would know," she smirked, giving him the once over, before going on. "That cousin of yours is quite the ladies man. Probably more than you'll ever know. You have his potential, of course, but you choose not to use it - stupid of you, if you ask me," Pansy said.
Draco was growing impatient. He knew about Byron's tendencies to date at least three girls at a time and it never took him long to find those three girls, either. So why Pansy was choosing to tell him this was fairly odd.
"Anyway, he's already been with four girls," Pansy said.
"So? What has that got to do with me - or Ginny for that matter?" Draco asked. This information was nothing new to him and didn't seem to carry any matter of importance. Who really cared if Byron was already dating four girls?
"I don't mean 'been with' in the sense of the word that you're thinking. These four girls had the times of their lives - from what I hear, he's the best and he can rope in anyone. No matter how goody-goody or loyal they are. He has the ability to keep them up all night and they're not drinking tea," Pansy said, eyebrows raised - signifying her satisfaction with this piece of Hogwarts gossip.
"Parkinson, you're ruining my lunch," Draco said, feeling a bit uneasy at the talk of his cousin's love-life.
"Rumor has it that he's after your precious Weasley. She's his prize - what he's working for. Never seen a girl like that one, so off-limits and all, being your girlfriend - and a Weasley. And he's going to treat her nicely, better than you probably ever will," Pansy told Draco sneering nastily.
"How do you know this, Parkinson, do enlighten me," Draco said, putting up a sarcastic front. He was slightly worried about all of this because Byron was known to want the taken girls and take the wanted ones. Not that he was worried, Ginny was safe with him - she would never have to come into contact with Byron again, if all of this was actually true.
"Let's just say, a little birdie told me."
"Or you could tell me who did it and save me a lot of trouble," Draco demanded.
"Well, you could call it a woman's intuition," Pansy said quietly looking down. She then lifted her eyes so she was looking directly into his eyes with a seductive grin, "Or you could know that I had the time of my life last night."
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After Herbology, Ginny trudged down to lunch, eagerly hoping there was a warm bowl of soup waiting for her. The September breeze was chilly that day and she hadn't really dressed for the occasion. But then, neither had Dabria and she seemed to be doing fine.
"So, Ginny, do you think you could hook me up with a guy around here any time in the near future?" Dabria asked, plodding happily along in her heels and mini-skirt.
"Sure, what's your type?" Ginny questioned, happy to help out one of her new best friends. Dabria was one of the sweetest and most loving people she had gotten to know this year and if she wanted a boyfriend, Ginny wasn't going to interfere. There were plenty good ones for her, as far as Ginny was concerned.
"Oh I don't know - I sort of like bad boys - but not too bad. If they were cute, that'd be a plus and I want someone who will make me laugh," the brunette giggled.
Her requests wouldn't be too hard to full-fill. It was really a good thing that she wasn't picky or she probably would never find someone. Suddenly, a huge gust of wind nearly knocked the two girls off their feet.
"I'll find someone for you, Dabe! We better hurry inside though, it looks like it might rain," Ginny said, regaining her balance.
Dabria glanced down at her heeled shoes and then back up at Ginny. Quickly, she un-strapped them and pulled them off just as it began to sprinkle. Grabbing both shoes by the straps in one hand and Ginny's hand in the other, Dabria began to run across the now-muddy lawn of Hogwarts, trying her best not to get too wet.
Once inside the warm castle, Dabria put her shoes back on and looked at Ginny.
"So, what's for lunch?"
"Soup I think," Ginny told her, "or at least I hope."
The two girls tried to regain their composure and dry off a bit before joining their classmates in the Great Hall. Eventually, they were presentable enough to at least stick their now-damp hair into ponytails and walk in the doors.
As soon as they walked into the Great Hall, they were met with complete silence and somber expressions and they knew that something had gone terribly wrong.
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Goody! My first real cliffy in this story! Okay, so I found my chapter finally the disk decided to load it but it had deleted half of the chapter so I just decided to end it a little sooner to get you guys a chapter! This chapter, like the last one isn't beta'd yet. I decided that I needed to put it up right now so in a matter of time it will be corrected and everything! I hope you enjoy! Please review and tell me what you think of it!
Oh yes - and to WOFFER, who reviewed and picked up on the sack of flour. It was picked up from 8 simple rules yes - I was going to just put this at the end of the fic with the complete disclaimer but since you picked up on it so quickly, yes you are correct! You will see that in the future there will be further similarities - including the concept of the title!