Author's note: We're here! We're back! It's Ashlyn, Josley, and Trixie
to the end! That's one of the inside jokes that you wont get, but don't blame us for our stupidity, someone with a 4.0 GPA had no chance of writing this type of story.
Joslin: No one likes us because we're stupid.
Ashley: They're just afraid of us. They're soooooo jealous. Joslin: Yeah right.
Trixie: Yeah. You guys are kinda stupid.
Joslin: Hey! No one asked you, you…person!
Ashley: Both of you shut up and get back to thinking of ideas, my brain is asleep.
Joslin: You're brain is always asleep. And why do we always come up with ideas, huh?
Trixie: Yeah! We're not your flunkies!
Joslin: Actually you are our flunky Trixie.
Trixie: ::cricket cricket:: I am? ::sniff sniff:
Joslin: Joke Trixie. It was just a joke.
Trixie: OHHHHHH. OK!
Ashley: Anyways, you guys have to come up with the ideas because I just put them into good words. You two do the movie; I do the special effects okay?
Joslin: Okay, whatever.
Trixie: Fine!
Ashley: Plus, the overall story was my idea and I did have a few ideas: cough cough Kevin cough cough::
Joslin: I heard that. I told you I don't like Kevin anymore damn it!
Ashley: It's still funny.
Trixie: You two are so retarded.
Anywhoo, on with the story!
Chapter Two (Such a creative title!!)
Joslin climbed up the stairs with her two best friends behind her. She approached the portrait of the fat lady and stopped suddenly.
"Ashley, what's the password?" Joslin asked. Ashley shrugged.
"Why are you asking me?" she questioned. "Trixie what's the password?" Ashley turned towards Trixie. Like Ashley, Trixie shrugged.
"Great! Just fabulous!" Joslin said, frustrated.
"Why don't we just--." Ashley didn't get to finish her sentence because for the second time that day, the tall boy cut her off.
"What are you guys standing out here for?" the boy asked, stepping up behind the three girls.
"Uh. . . w-we were just figuring out the p-password," Ashley said, struggling with her words.
"Its spongebob," the boy told her, and the portrait swung open.
"Oh. T-thanks," Ashley said to him, as they all entered the common room.
"Hurry up Ashley, we only have like five minutes before class starts! How could you forget your homework?" Trixie asked while Ashley practically tore the room apart.
"One minute left," Joslin pointed out. Ashley jumped up from off of the floor beside her bed holding a crumpled piece of parchment. Then the three girls bolted as fast as they could down the stairs to the
Defense Against the Dark Arts Class.
Defense Against the Dark Arts was a lot better than Potions had been. Today they were learning how to defend themselves against Boggarts. Joslin tried to concentrate in class, but she had a strange feeling someone was watching her.
"Why don't look around the classroom to see if anyone is watching you? Duh!" Ashley said sarcastically and returned to her work when Joslin mentioned it. Joslin decided to listen to her friend's advice (for once) and took a quick glance around the classroom. Although it was a quick glance, she found her mystery stalker. Ron sat as his desk staring at her with a lovesick sort of smile. Joslin quickly turned and tapped Ashley on her shoulder.
"Ashley! Make him stop. He looks creepy like that." Joslin said, pointing towards Ron. Ashley rolled her eyes.
"He always did look creepy," she mumbled. Joslin kicked her under the table and Ashley eyes turned watery. Blinking the tears away, Ashley turned around to face Ron, who had stopped staring at Joslin and was currently talking to Harry and Hermione. Ashley turned back around.
"He's not staring at you Joslin," Ashley told her.
"Yes he was," Joslin said. Joslin looked around and saw Ron staring at her again. Joslin nudged her and Ashley turned around as well.
"Whoa, that is creepy," Ashley whispered.
"I told you. Now make him stop."
She took a piece of parchment and crumpled it up and it at Ron. He kept his head down for the rest of the class after that to hide the fact that he was blushing like mad.
"Oliver Wood," Trixie said randomly into the silence as the three friends sat on their beds in the girl's dorms.
"Huh?" Ashley asked, looking up from her magazine, confused.
"The guy your all kissy kissy goo goo over, his name is Oliver Wood," Trixie told Ashley.
"Oh, I never knew that," Ashley said, "and I'm not kissy kissy goo goo over him."
"1. You are kissy kissy goo goo over him. 2. You don't know a lot of things Ashley. Like how to deal with guys," Joslin said simply as she worked on her Charms homework.
"I can deal with guys!" Ashley defended.
"Yeah, riiiiiiiiiiiiiight," Joslin said. "H-h-h-hey, y-y-y-yeah, like, s-s-sure," Joslin stuttered, putting on a decent Ashley impression. Trixie laughed and Ashley threw her pillow at her.
"Well you're the one flirting with Ron!" Ashley blurted. Joslin had a look of shock on her face.
"I know that look. That's the look you had when I said you liked Kevin Brown," Ashley laughed. Joslin turned red.
"I don't like Kevin Brown. I told you that a million times already," Joslin said, rolling her eyes.
"What about Ron? I was talking about Ron," Ashley narrowed her eyes.
"No comment," Joslin said, finishing her homework.
Around 10 minutes to lunchtime Joslin became a little annoyed and agitated, so they decided to head down to the Great Hall. Ashley and Trixie were putting away their things, and since Joslin was finished she said that she would meet them downstairs in the common room. On her way down, she heard Ron talking to Harry.
"I don't know Harry. She makes feel…different. I'm constantly staring at her. I'm pretty sure that she doesn't like me. I shouldn't even waist my time." Ron sighed.
"Don't worry, Ron. You'll get over it. It's just hormones," Harry told him.
"I just don't know Harry. I really, really like Joslin. How do I tell her though?" After hearing Ron saying this, Joslin ran back upstairs to her dorm and told Ashley and Trixie everything she heard.
"I told you so, I told you so!" Ashley proclaimed. Trixie smiled.
"That's funny," Joslin said.
"That's obvious," Trixie added.
"That's wild!" Ashley laughed. "So ask him out."
"What?! Have you been listening to a word I said?!" Joslin exclaimed. Ashley shook her head.
"All I heard was: Blah blah blah Ron likes me blah blah blah I like him too blah blah blah," Ashley said truthfully. Joslin rolled her eyes in annoyance. Trixie looked at the clock.
Joslin threw a pillow at Ashley's head. "You need to listen once in a while." She said.
"Come on let's go down to lunch. I'm starved." Trixie announced. They left their dorm without further discussion on the matter.
On the way down to lunch, Ashley made a point of bumping into Oliver and dropping her stuff. Oliver bent down to help her.
"S-s-sorry," Ashley mumbled, bending down with Oliver to gather her stuff.
"You don't have to apologize, it was my fault I should've watched where I was going," Oliver told her. Trixie snorted.
"N-no really, it was m-my fault," Ashley blushed red.
"Don't go so hard on yourself, it was just an accident," Oliver said, standing up. He handed Ashley her notebook.
"T-thanks Oliver," Ashley said, turning to go to the Great Hall with Joslin and Trixie, both struggling not to laugh.
"That was hilarious," Joslin said, sitting down beside Ashley. Trixie sat down across from them. "H-h-hey, it w-w-was j-j-j-j-just an 'a-a- accident'," Joslin said, mimicking Ashley.
"Stick a fork in it and call yourself a baked potato," Ashley said, blushing light pink.
"Whatever," Joslin said stealing a glance down the table at Ron. She tried to ignore the fact that Ron was giving her that creepy look he gave her in DADA.
"Whoa, he's crushed," Trixie said, noticing the direction of Joslin's gaze.
"I have an idea! Light bulb!" Ashley said, setting her fork down. Joslin and Trixie looked at her.
"What?" Joslin asked.
"There's a Valentine's Day dance this year!!" Ashley said, clapping her hands together and sounding very proud of herself. "And it's only a few weeks until then!!"
"You are not thinking what I think you're thinking right?" Joslin asked. Ashley shrugged.
"Just a suggestion," she said as the three friends got up and started walking back to the Gryffindor common room.
Meanwhile, Ron was getting advice from Harry and Hermione in the Gryffindor common room. "I think she's likes me! Can you believe it! That amazingly cool girl likes me!" Ron exclaimed nearly passing out from yelling.
"Ron I'm very happy for you, but you have to calm down," said Harry trying to get his friend to relax. Ron had been overly excited that Joslin had looked his way at lunch.
"If you like her so much, why don't you ask her to Valentine's Day Dance," suggested Hermione absentmindedly.
"Yeah that might actually work," Harry said sarcastically. Ron suddenly looked worried.
"But what if she doesn't want to go with to the dance? What if she never talks to me again? I wouldn't be able to stand it!" Ron began to look pale.
"Ron, you never know until you try. Besides, I think Joslin wouldn't stop talking to you because you asked her out," Harry pointed out. Ron thought about it.
"The only reason you're saying that is because you're going with Hermione," Ron said. Harry looked shocked.
"No I'm not. And that's not he point," Harry said, him and Hermione turning red.
"Just ask her," Hermione ordered Ron. Ron sighed.
"Fine. If it will make you happy, I'll ask her," Ron said finally. "Where is she?"
Hermione shrugged.
"You like him Joslin. Just admit it!" Ashley said. She and Trixie had been bugging her to ask Ron to the Valentine's Day Dance.
"No and if you don't leave me alone and let me finish my Herbology homework, I'll be sure to spill all your kissy kissy goo goo feelings to Oliver," Joslin threatened. Ashley had a look of absolute horror on her face.
"You wouldn't. You can't!" Ashley said, looking up from her book.
"S-s-sure I can A-A-Ashley. Try me." Joslin said with an evil smirk.
"That's not fair," Ashley pleaded.
"Isn't that blackmail, Joslin?" Trixie asked.
"I rest my case," Ashley said, satisfied. Joslin looked at them.
"So what if it's blackmail?" she said simply as she walked towards the door.
"Don't you dare!" Ashley screeched. Joslin rolled her eyes.
"I'm not," she said, walking out the door. Ashley followed after her.
"What do you think you're doing?" Joslin asked.
"Making sure you don't do anything stupid. I have experience with these type of things," Ashley beamed. Joslin gave her a look.
"After all the guys you've been through, you're trying to give me advice, M-M-Miss S-S-S-stutter," Joslin teased.
"Whatever. Let me talk to Ron. Give me five minutes. I promise I won't make a fool out of you. Maybe then you'll have a chance of lasting longer than you and Kevin," Ashley covered her mouth when she said the last part.
"What was that?! Kevin and I never went out, I just liked him last year. That was a year ago," Joslin pointed out.
"Whatever. Let me talk to Ron," Ashley said, pushing Joslin back into the dorm and skipping downstairs to the common room.
"Okay, this is the moment," Fred said.
"The one we've all been waiting for," his twin, George added.
"Ron's going to ask out Joslin Jones," Fred continued.
"And face the most horrible rejection of his life," George finished.
"Both of you shut up. This is hard enough as it is for him" Harry said.
"They're not helping," Ron complained to Hermione. "I can't ask her."
"Why not ask Ashley or Courtney to ask her for you? They're best friends, they'll understand," Hermione suggested.
"I don't think Courtney will talk to me. And not to be mean or anything, but Ashley is sort of crazy," Ron told them.
"That's funny, I think I am too," Ashley said, popping up behind them. Ashley looked at Ron with his hand clutching his chest like he was having a heart attack. "Aww, did I scare you?"
"Uh . . . not at all," said Ron, taking his hand away from his chest quickly. "I was just…practicing my breathing."
"Uh…ooooooookkkkkkkk, anywhoo, I need to speak to Ron. . . in private," Ashley said, eyeing Harry and Hermione who were listening intently. Both disappointed, Harry and Hermione trudged off.
A/N: I know. I know. It's crappy. But I can only do so much. We're only teenagers with no talent. R/R people!