Chapter Four
The Club Cometh
Harry quickly saw why criminals like blackmail. Hermione, a newly elected chairperson (along wit Ron, of course) had Rita Skeeter on to interview Harry less than a day after the move.
Harry, unfortunately, was not exactly ready for this.
"Harry, why was this club formed? Harry, do you feel that this entourage was formed to spite Lord Voldemort's death eaters? Harry...Harry...Harry". It just went n and on an... You get the point. Finally, he just said, "ask Ginny".
Still, he had to hand it to the journalist, she did her job well. Harry saw so many owls the next day that he had to hire two house elves and the ghoul to clean up the mess.
Everybody wanted to join the new fan club. Ginny's idea to move to such an open house was great. Just accommodating the new recruits was a hassle. The local pub in St. Ottery heard the word 'obliviate' shouted so many times that the bartender thought it was Christmas and he was finally going to get that stuffed beaver he had always anted.
One would find the schedule of activities posted and mailed a week later interesting to say the least. Harry taught several dueling seminars, and those were the most normal of the activities. The weirdest by far was Ginny's lecture on why girls should not waste their time writing Harry love letters (well...it was meant for girls, even though Ginny swore she saw Seamus lurking in the back row). The list varied in levels of disturbing.
Fred and George were awesome. In three days they had come up with wonderful things to be sold at the gift shop (this was actually just Percy's room, but who cares about Percy anyway?) There were lips that gave you Harry's accent. There were Voldemort voodoo dolls. There was the Harry Potter action figure. They also sold Yo-Yo's, but this was mostly in mockery of Ron.
Speaking of Ron, Ron's room became more popular than the astronomy tower at Hogwarts. After the 'opening ceremony' (performed by Ron and Hermione, you don't need details), it was open to anyone. Even Colin got someone to snog him.
Harry was, of course, the chief target. Every girl asked him, and every girl he rejected. It took Ginny's brilliance and some barely legal tools (thanks to Fred and George) to get him in there.
"WTF mates?" Harry asked.
"Shh..." said Ginny. Harry quickly shushed up. Ginny proceeded to spill her guts about her remaining feelings for Harry and Harry spilt his guts about his feeling for her.
Okay... maybe not.
What she did do was hand him something and then give him a peck. Okay... maybe more than a peck. But not a snog. Definitely not a snog. Somewhere between a peck and a snog. Yeah, that's it!
Once the peck/snog was done with, Ginny left. Harry looked at what he had been handed. It was a diary. Written inside was one word,' write'.