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Tuesday Afternoon, lunchtime, sunny still, the Great Hall
I've informed Harry to meet me in the Gryffindor Quidditch changing rooms. That ought to be secure enough, right?
Tuesday night, raining, Gryffindor Quidditch Changing Rooms
Okay, everything is all set.
Harry met me in the Quidditch changing rooms about half an hour after dinner.
"Hi Gin."
"Hi." I said. Miraculously, this process requires me to think and therefore, takes me concentration of Harry and how much I adore him and all that.
Or maybe my plan is just working.
"So, um..." Harry sat on the bench. "Your plan?"
"My plan," I said seriously, "is to take over the world."
Harry blinked.
"Take a joke Harry." I said, snorting. "Okay, my real plan. We get someone, like hmm... well someone who is bookish like Hermione, right?"
"Like a Ravenclaw!" Harry said eagerly. "They're smart. And look how well Ravenclaws go with Gryffindors."
If he's talking about him and Cho, or Michael and me, he is delusional.
"Um well it won't matter anyway." I said to him. "See, then we'll get this person to pretend they like Hermione."
"Uh huh..."
"And then Ron will be insanely jealous. So we offer to set him up."
Harry rolled his eyes. "He won't go for that."
"Of course not. So you have to tell him, that unless he asks Hermione out quick smart, she'll be taken up by Mr. Ravenclaw."
"I like that idea." Harry said thoughtfully, "but it wasn't exactly complicated that you couldn't have written it down like you said."
I glared at him. "There's more to it." I fibbed.
"Oh?"
"Yes. Ron will of course, reject said idea, so then..." my mind was going way too fast for my mouth. "So then we let the Ravenclaw dude take Hermione on a date, and conveniently, Ron will be there too. We pay the Ravenclaw a sickle or something, for him to make a move on Hermione."
"Which Ron will see."
"And will come to her rescue." I said triumphantly. "And then he'll realise how much he needs her..."
"And ask her out. Brilliant Ginny, really, but you're suggesting we pay a Ravenclaw to go out with Hermione and assault her. Not only will that make Hermione come off as desperate, it will probably destroy the Ravenclaw's reputation."
"Okay well, we don't have to pay him. Or even have him assault her. As long as Hermione is having a good time, it should work."
"Cause assaulting her would make her have such fun." Harry said sarcastically.
"Hey, I said no assaulting."
"Yeah but you relate assaulting to Hermione having fun!?"
"What?! No!!"
"Whatever. Nice plan Ginny. It could use some finetuning, but you know, I think it will work. I'll ask Cho if she knows of anyone."
"Good."
"You could ask Michael." Harry pointed out.
I pasted a smile on my face. "Sure."
"Great. So I'll talk to you after. This is sure to work." He said confidently, before leaving the Changing Rooms.
Which is where I am now, and where I am planning to stay for the rest of my life because oh my god, five minutes ago Harry forgot his cloak and got soaked and came back in and his shirt was clinging to him and his hair was all wet and spiky and –
Bad, Ginny, bad!!
Maybe I should go back and hang around people and socialise before my mind pictures things it shouldn't picture.
Or maybe not.
Wednesday Morning, disgustingly pleasant with a nice breeze, History of Magic double
How I wish to be outside right now, and not listening to Professor Binns waffle on. Not that I'm actually listening, but you know.
Michael has been practically stalking me. He sat next to me in breakfast this morning (much to my disgust). Azriel, Madison and Sophia have promised that not only will they devote their mealtimes to protecting me from Michael, they will see if they can hire bodyguards.
Fred and George told me that if needed, they were only too willing to send bludgers after him again. I'm very tempted to take them up on this offer, but even I am not mean enough to have my brothers put Michael in Saint Mungo's with a head injury.
Wednesday Afternoon, Lunchtime, the Great Hall
Oh Merlin! The new defence teacher, Dolores Umbridge, is an absolute.... Ugh!
Seriously. All we did was read the entire lesson. What a waste. And she totally dissed Professor Lupin, who, might I add, was a far better teacher then her. Even Barty Crouch Junior taught us more then this!!
Right now Madison is sitting to my right, Azriel is sitting across from me, next to Sophia. On my left is Hermione but she's reading something. I am well covered, and I made sure that I sat behind a Hufflepuff with big hair, blocking me from being seen from the entrance of the Great Hall.
Terry sent me an owl just before lunch, telling me that he was doing his best to restrain Michael from following me around like a puppy dog. I am thankful for that. I might pay him a sickle for his services.
I mean, the boy should get one of those shiny Hogwarts trophies for the things he's done for me. Restrained Michael, dragged him away, steered him clear of spotting me in the halls... he's so helpful.
I would suggest it to D-Dore (our new pet name for Dumbledore... Sophia says it's too hoodlum, whatever that means, but I think it's sort of cute... not that it matters, since Madison will probably make up a new one by the end of the week), but I'd rather that he didn't know that my boy friend's best friend has to restrain him.
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