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A/N: Okay, sorry for the lack of updates, I've been sort of stuck on the chapter. So anyway, bear with me!
Saturday Evening, storming, Gryffindor tower
Well bugger! We've all been sent to our common room's because some kind of poisonous leak from the Dungeons (a gas resulting from bad cauldron keeping apparently) has been set lose upon the school. And started breeding more gas. Is that even possible??! Said gas has spread all over the castle and has now reached outside.
Many think not.
"But gases don't breed," Colin Creevey is insisting over by the fire.
"But Colin, just because muggle gases don't breed, doesn't mean magical gases don't either." Argues Sophia.
"But do they breed?" Colin asks.
Sophia shrugs.
Over by the window Dean and Seamus are watching as brightly coloured gases intermingle over the grounds. A purple cloud of gas has just popped out of nowhere after a red and blue gas wafted into each other.
Hermione is sitting in a corner (Parvati and Lavender have taken over the fifth year girl dormitories to hold a séance, with guests like Moaning Myrtle and Nearly Headless Nick. Bizarre, I know.)
Ron and Harry are playing chess. Ron is looking nervous and rather troubled.
"Ron." Harry nudges him.
"I don't want to." Ron groans.
"Oh for Merlin's sake, just talk to her!!" Harry says in irritation.
"But..."
"GO!"
Ron is standing up. Go Ron, go!!! He is standing in front of Hermione. She is pointedly ignoring him.
"Hermione..."
Ignoring him still.
"Can I please talk to you?"
"No." Finally, the cold war is broken!
"Why won't you talk to me?" Ron asks, agitated. "Honestly Hermione, I didn't know they were recording you."
The common room has gone rather quiet, but Ron and Hermione haven't noticed.
"Why should I talk to you?" Hermione asks shortly.
"Because I have nothing to do with their recording."
"I don't care Ronald."
"Look Hermione-"
"Playing back the recording to me was a nasty thing to do." Hermione interrupts him. "Why would you do a thing like that? To humiliate me I bet. Well guess what Ron? You won! I thought you and Harry of all people were different! But no!! Why should I... you know what I... it's beyond me why I lo- why I hang out with you two, you're not worth my time!" Hermione screams.
Deadly silent in the common room.
"But Her-"
"What, you thought it was funny did you? Hmm Harry? GINNY?!"
Oh great, now I'm involved.
"Hermione, will you calm down!" Harry is saying quickly.
"NO I WILL NOT CALM DOWN!!"
"Hermione, for god's sake, you're interrupting our séance!" Lavender has just stuck her head into the common room to inform us this lovely bit of trivia.
"Shut up!" Hermione snaps at her. Lavender rolls her eyes.
"Hermione, can we talk about this somewhere else?" Harry is glancing around at the common room. Since everyone is listening and all that.
Ron is now in front of me. Good. I can poke him.
Poke.
"What?" Ron hisses.
"Tell her!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"NO!"
Poke, poke. "Yes!"
"No!!"
POKE, POKE, POKE, POKE, POKE...
"ALRIGHT!"
Hermione is still raving.
"Hermione!" Ron yells out, to be heard over her, "for Merlin's sake, I love you, okay?!! Happy now Ginny?!"
Hermione is staring at him. Oh fantastic, this is all working out after all!
"You, you..."
"Well done Ronniekins. Right now, who said it would be before Christmas?" Fred is asking.
"That would be me." Volunteered Seamus, "come on, pay up everyone."
Almost every Gryffindor in the common room surges forward.
Ron and Hermione have disappeared into Ron's dorm room to "talk". Haha!! I bet!
McGonagall has just informed us that the gases have been cleared up. That sucks; they were really pretty.
Oh here comes Harry.
Saturday Evening (still), storming, Gryffindor tower
Fantastic news; Harry's invited me to Hogsmeade with him!!
"Hey Ginny." He said as soon as Ron and Hermione vacated Gryffindor tower.
"Hey." I was of course, writing in here. Honestly, my diary is one of my only companions these days, considering where my friends are at the moment. I'll get to that in a moment, after I record this miraculous moment. Miraculous moment, what a catch phrase.
"Great with how things turned out, don't you think?" He perched on the edge of an armchair. "Good of you to poke Ron like that."
"Believe me, I'd do it again. Anytime opportunity to poke Ron."
"So anyway, now that those two have finally gotten together," Harry said, pulling a galleon out of his back pocket and flipping it, "I say we celebrate."
I eyed the galleon wearily. "Celebrate? I don't think Ron and Hermione will be thrilled to hear we set them up."
Harry noticed I was looking at the galleon and tossed it at me. I tossed it back. "No."
"It's not charity." Harry insisted. "Fred and George won it betting on Ron and Hermione. This is your pay for letting them win, according to George."
I laughed and took the galleon.
"Well we don't have to tell them we set them up. And besides, they probably would rather go without us. So how about just you and me, celebrate our success?"
"Hmm..." I didn't want to look too eager of course, though we all know what I was dying to say. If you don't, it would be something along the lines of "take me baby, I'm yours."
"Come on! It'll be fun!"
"Will Cho mind?" Who bloody well cares if Cho minds?? I was just in Diplomatic Ginny mode, that's all.
Harry waved his hand as if to agree with what I was secretly thinking. "Just come!"
"Oh, alright."
"Great. Next Hogsmeade weekend... this weekend!"
"It will be fun." It will be bloody brilliant. I hope there are no freak snowstorms or anything, though nothing can dampen or spoil that day.
Oh yeah, before I forget. The location of Madison was in Ravenclaw tower. No joke. She's not even meant to be there, but she's been flirting endlessly with their prefect and according to Sophia, the two ran off to make out just before we were sent to our common rooms.
Sophia has been fending off the affections of Colin Creevey (he adores her, she chose to tell him tonight to bugger off... nicely of course) and Azriel has been serving numerous detentions, though tonight I believe she's trying to finish a potions essay she couldn't do when she was in detention.
Ah, Sophia has just come pleading to me to help her with Colin. Must go,
Ginny.
PS: I think it will go something along the lines of "Colin, Sophia would rather be your friend, so stop stalking her and get a life."
A/N 2: Yeah, yeah. You know what to do. Click it. Use it. Abuse it. REVIIIIIIIIEEEW!
PS: Yes the gas thing is a bit weird, but hey, whatever!