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A/N: Thanks to all reviewer! I'm looking a second beta for this story. I've got one already, but I want to make this story better by having another one! So if anyone is interested, please contact me by email or by reviewing...which ever way is more convenient for you Thank you!
Girl talk and harsh facts, ouch
"Remind me," Hermione asked, rubbing her head as she seeped her tea, "just how did I get into this?"
"Well, it started with your curiosity…then-" Pansy said as she plopped herself down on the chair opposite her friend.
It was Saturday night and they were waiting for Ginny to return from her training to start their 'Girl Night'. A plan had been made. By Pansy, as Hermione was not the master of such schemes. They were to do their 'Primary research', as Pansy called it, tonight, i.e. find out first hand what she thought of the man in the photo in her diary.
Time was ticking by. Pansy sat patiently despite her somewhat rash nature; however, Hermione who was often calm and collected was currently jumpy. She glanced up from her book every couple of minutes, seeped her tea, tapped her fingers on the wooden table…Pansy continued sitting in front of her friend, reading her magazine, more amused than slightly annoyed by the noise her Hermione was making.
Hermione's tapping did not cease though; it only worsened, as Ginny was about to return.
Pansy began to feel just a tad bit more annoyed than amused by the tapping.
" 'Mione, tapping won't make time go faster. In fact," Pansy looked up at the clock, "she could be back any time now. You'd make her suspicious. It's a cat and mouse game. You need to seize the moment to attack. Fussing beforehand won't help."
Hermione looked at her friend and said, "That was such a Slytherin thing to say."
"Well, that might be because I am one!"
They laughed. At that chosen moment, Ginny returned.
"Hey! Not starting a party without me, are you?" She asked with a full smile.
"Nope! Of course not!" Pansy said from the kitchen as she helped Ginny with her bags.
"C'mon, Gin. Let's eat! Then you can shower than we can start the night!" Hermione said as she went and reheat Ginny's food.
"Yes, mom!" Ginny, rolling her eyes at Pansy, said into the kitchen.
It earned her an indignant shout from the kitchen.
"Oi! I resented that!"
"You know I love you! 'Mione." Ginny said. She sat down in the other chair that Hermione and Pansy did not occupy and started eating.
"So anything new?" Ginny asked between mouthfuls.
Bingo. Their cue to start the operation.
"Well, I was wondering the other day, where are all the hot guys? It's as if they all disappeared! You just don't see them on the streets anymore!"
"I second that!" Pansy said immediately.
Ginny stopped her eating, looked up and raised her eyebrows. This wasn't exactly the topic that Hermione on normal circumstances would bring up. Normally, she would talk about other things before Pansy ceremonially brought this topic up.
"Hermione, you're engaged. And Draco Malfoy is hot. Why would you want to look at other guys?" she asked suspiciously.
This was definitely the sister of the infamous twins. Alert and skeptical. Pansy had hoped that Ginny would fall for those pick up lines but Hermione doubted that. She knew Ginny was more observant than that. And she was right.
"Well, yes, but it gets a bit boring…" Hermione made up on the top of her head, "you know, being engaged doesn't mean I can't appreciate a cute guy."
This time Ginny seemed to believe the statement more though she was still slightly apprehensive. "I agree." Ginny said with more enthusiasm, "Just because, a girl's 'dating' doesn't mean she can't check out other guys, I mean guys always check out other girls too!"
"So, any nice catches out there?" Pansy said from her spot on the table. Their research was back on track. Weasley's youngest and only daughter was definitely something.
"Hmm, how about Adrian Pucey?" Ginny suggested.
"Not an eyesore, but he's a bit too flirty." Pansy said critically. "And there's also the ambiguous sex preference…"
"What about Terry Boots?" Hermione cordially brought up the main topic.
"Now, he's quite a treat!" Pansy exclaimed, then as the plan dictated, she said, "What do you think, Ginny?"
"Definitely." Ginny agreed, stopping in the middle of her meal. "Tall, slightly mysterious, witty, soulful eyes…"
"Charming?" Pansy prompted.
"Yes," Ginny sighed dreamily, "Very charming but not enough to be a player. One of the best features on a guy."
"Rich and handsome?" Hermione tried.
"Wealth isn't exactly an issue, but yes. Rich and handsome. But too bad he's getting married." Ginny finished dejectedly.
"Yeah." Pansy sighed. "But I guess there's more hot guys out there…somewhere."
"Yeah." Ginny said done with her meal. She stood up and put the dished to the sink and charmed it to clean with a flick of her wand. When she turned around, a giddy smile was present on face. "I've got something to tell you guys. I'll go take my shower first!"
After saying that, she skipped like a schoolgirl into the bathroom.
Pansy and Hermione looked at the retreating figure of their friend. Once Ginny disappeared inside the restroom, they turned back in their positions.
"Oh dear." Hermione commented.
"I second that." Pansy agreed. "So what was on the list again?"
Hermione pulled out a piece of parchment and started reading off it.
"Tall?" she said, frowning at the list.
"Well, Harry's not exactly the tallest in the group. But then again, Ron is quite tall, even for a man…so check."
Hermione put a tick next to the word and went through the rest of the list. Both of them agreed that Harry Potter had soulful eyes, a slightly mysterious aura around him and was tall, rich, handsome and witty….
But the last problem…and the biggest problem…were his charms.
Harry Potter had many appreciable characteristics. But charm, Hermione had come to conclude, was not one of them. He had the uncanny ability of saying the wrong things, or not doing something and being absolutely clammy when he's nervous…
In short, with absolutely no offense to Neville, his charm, was as disastrous as one of Neville's worst Potion lessons in Hogwarts.
Especially when he's nervous.
And in front of Ginny, he was always nervous. Whether he liked to admit it or not.
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"Wow, you look happy." Hermione stated as Ginny came out of her shower and threw herself down on the sofa-transfigured-bed in the living room with a huge smile plaster semi permanently on her face tonight.
"That's because I am." Ginny said grinning up from her position on the bed.
"Care to share?" Pansy asked from her spot as she sat down with the food they planned to eat.
"Can I say no?" Ginny asked coyly as she looked at her other friend.
"How about 'no'?" Hermione said as she pulled a pillow into her arm preparing to listen to a good story.
"Darn." Ginny said, the big smile still on her face. She moved herself into a comfortable position.
"C'mon," Pansy urged, excitedly. "Spill the beans!"
"You would not believe it!" Ginny squealed excitedly. "I think I found my compatible match!"
Hermione's and Pansy's eyes went wide, as if not comprehending. Ginny grinned and announced again.
"I've got a boyfriend!"
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