A/N: Oh! Reviews! YAY! I 3 reviews. They're just so..review-y! You
know? ^____^ First, the Thank You's:
SilverDragon14: -gasp- You put Snapshots on your favorites!? YAY! THANK YOU! Oh, and I have to give some credit to my sister for the unicorn drawing description. See, she drew a similar picture, it's really quite bad (no offense to my sis or anything, but she cannot draw), and so that's where the inspiration came from..
Layce74: It looks really cute, you say? That's good! I was trying for cute, but I wasn't really sure if I was quite getting there, I'll try to keep the cuteness up! THANK YOU!
toriisen: Yes, LOTS of butterbeer. For what I'm planning, I don't think Ginny'd be in character at all unless she was slightly drunk in the situation. That reminds me, does butterbeer have any alcohol in it? I should check on that.THANK YOU!
Karen: I can't tell you just yet what Colin and Ginny are planning, but it hints a bit in this chapter as to what's going to happen. THANKS FOR REVIEWING!
dementorchic: Power to the cuteness, I guess? ^__^ THANKS BUNCHES!
Drone 233248: Is this a soon enough update? I was actually trying to get it out by Wednesday..but I had forgotten that I had a basketball game that night..so I couldn't update. But I'm updating now! ^___^ THANK YOU FOR REVIEWING!
Annay: I'm tryin' not to stray to far away from canon in this fic so far as the characters being in character in all, but I have the feeling they're going to be out-of-character anyway..^__^' Tell me if they get to OOC, please? THANK YOU FOR REVIEWING!
LilyP-Writer: Painting a mental picture for you? YAY! That's the first time anyone's every told me that. ^_______^ THANK YOU!
Okay, that's the end of the Thank You's. Now, onto to the second chapter! Oh, and so sorry for the length. I didn't have much free time this week, I actually wrote this during random intervals in classes over the past two days..
Disclaimer: Phaerie doo nawt ownz, yo. O_o' Yes, well. I think we all get the gist of that, even if it is spelled..weird.
-:-Snapshots-:-Chapter 2: Pre-game Jitters-:-
"Ginny relax. And eat something, will you?" Colin chided with a stern glare as he steadied his shaking goblet that was a result of the quaking table that was being caused by Ginny bouncing her knee that was due to the queasy anxiousness that was building in her stomach.
"Unless you want me to miss the match because I'm too busy regurgitating my meals from the past week, then I suggest you drop the subject of food," Ginny spat back menacingly, slowing her erratic movements to a slow tapping of the foot.
"Why are you so jittery? It's just a Quidditch match. It's not like you've never played in one. Well, I suppose, this being your first match as a chaser and all, you might be a little nervous, but you're one of the best chasers Gryffindor's seen in years! Or, perhaps, you're worried because of the success of your opponents' in their match against Slytherin last week? Who would have thought? Hufflepuff actually in the running for the Cup.."
"Colin, I'm not worried about the match," Ginny told him pointedly with a blank stare - mainly to shut him up because if she let him continue, he'd start rambling about each individual's statistics that played for both Gryffindor and Hufflepuff, and she wasn't in the mood to listen to him at the moment.
"You're not? Then how come - Oooooooh," at this point Colin smirked amusedly, "Ah, yes. The plan is to be set into action today, is it not?"
Ginny nodded sullenly, "I can't believe I'm actually going to go through with this. Definitely not one of my better schemes.." the last part she mumbled to herself.
"Yes, well, you can't blame any of it on me, it was all your idea."
"Oh, shut it, will you?"
"So touchy this morning.."
"Just be sure to get some photos of Harry at the match. Maybe, by some streak of luck, he'll stay put in one of them, then I won't have to thoroughly embarrass myself in front of him."
"You could always just throw the match, you know," Ginny brightened a bit with this information, "but then there'd be no victory party in Gryffindor Tower, and thus, no excuse to be found surrounded by numerous bottles of butterbeer and drunken to the point where common sense has abandoned you, yet you still retain the ability to think and speak," and here Ginny's face fell again.
After a few minutes of silence between the two, Ginny gave Colin a look that clearly said she was lost, "Wait, what? By throwing the game, I would be putting an end to the plan, meaning it wouldn't happen, so where are you getting this rubbish about me still getting drunk?"
"Well, we still have to go through with the plan, even if we do lose the game, right? Do you not recall the reasoning behind this plan or yours? To get Camera-Shy-Harry to stay put in a photo for once?"
"Yes, well, I'm beginning to see that Muggle photo idea in a new light.."
"Ginny," Colin whined, "You can't back out now! If worst comes to worst, you can always fall back on my idea.."
"That won't work..I can't simply restrain him, I'm not strong enough, and neither are you for that matter, plus, that'd be kind of creepy..I have to occupy his attention as well.."
"So dance around the Common Room naked! That aught to distract him!"
"COLIN!"
"Sorry, sorry.."
"No you're not."
"You're right, I'm not."
Ginny let out a long and indistinguishable string of curses, quite loudly actually, while pulling at the ends of her hair and drawing the attention of all those in the Great Hall who had previously been enjoying their breakfast. She flushed, sank low into her chair, and made to slam her head down on the table once all eyes had turned off of her and back to where they had been, but it just so happened that the Fates had named it Pick-on-Ginny Day, and her head landed in her as-of-yet-untouched porridge that was still steaming.
"Er - you alright there, Gin?" Neville Longbottom inquired concernedly as he sat down in his usual seat by Colin and across from Ginny.
"If you ignore the scorched sensation racing between my nerve cells from my skin to my brain, then yes, I'm just peachy," Ginny answered sarcastically as she lifted her head and wiped the excess porridge from her face.
"Terrible liar, she is," Colin commented to Neville in a tone that suggested that he was talking about her as if she wasn't present.
Ginny glared at him, her eyes narrowing and developing a dangerous glint that only appeared when she was incredibly agitated, "It's called sarcasm, genius."
"Oh thank you ever so much for that bit of knowledge, Miss Weasley!" Colin replied in a ghastly impersonation of a Southern woman back in the good ol' days. Ginny knocked her glare up a few notches, chocolate eyes ablaze.
"What's got Ginny's panties in twist?" Neville asked of Colin in a fashion much the same as Colin's had been minutes ago - like Ginny wasn't sitting right in front of them listening to their every word.
Ginny's glare was now up to full voltage, and, had she been given the gift that allowed one to shoot laser beams from their eyes when seriously pissed off, Colin and Neville would've had two rather unattractive holes straight through their heads right about now.
"Oh, she's just upset about the match, doesn't think she's got what it takes to lead Gryffindor's chasers to victory against Hufflepuff," Colin told him, the sides of his mouth twitching upwards as he glanced at Ginny in her furious state out of the corner of his eye.
"Well, that's understandable. Hufflepuff's got quite the line-up this year, with Abbott and Becker on the team.." and it was at this point that Ginny sprang from her seat, her hands slamming onto the table and magnifying the sound of her chair crashing to the floor, and stormed out of the Great Hall, leaving her two friends to discuss the Hufflepuff Quidditch team to their little hearts' content.
A/N: TADA! ^_____^ Well, that was fun, ne? Hmm..the next chapter will be the Quidditch match, and I'm hoping to get around to writing that this weekend, if I'm not to loaded down with homework. REVIEW! Aw, come on, you know you wanna! PLEASE!? Oh, and props go to Kiki (kaseomelette) for beta-ing this chapter..BOOYA. Yeah..
SilverDragon14: -gasp- You put Snapshots on your favorites!? YAY! THANK YOU! Oh, and I have to give some credit to my sister for the unicorn drawing description. See, she drew a similar picture, it's really quite bad (no offense to my sis or anything, but she cannot draw), and so that's where the inspiration came from..
Layce74: It looks really cute, you say? That's good! I was trying for cute, but I wasn't really sure if I was quite getting there, I'll try to keep the cuteness up! THANK YOU!
toriisen: Yes, LOTS of butterbeer. For what I'm planning, I don't think Ginny'd be in character at all unless she was slightly drunk in the situation. That reminds me, does butterbeer have any alcohol in it? I should check on that.THANK YOU!
Karen: I can't tell you just yet what Colin and Ginny are planning, but it hints a bit in this chapter as to what's going to happen. THANKS FOR REVIEWING!
dementorchic: Power to the cuteness, I guess? ^__^ THANKS BUNCHES!
Drone 233248: Is this a soon enough update? I was actually trying to get it out by Wednesday..but I had forgotten that I had a basketball game that night..so I couldn't update. But I'm updating now! ^___^ THANK YOU FOR REVIEWING!
Annay: I'm tryin' not to stray to far away from canon in this fic so far as the characters being in character in all, but I have the feeling they're going to be out-of-character anyway..^__^' Tell me if they get to OOC, please? THANK YOU FOR REVIEWING!
LilyP-Writer: Painting a mental picture for you? YAY! That's the first time anyone's every told me that. ^_______^ THANK YOU!
Okay, that's the end of the Thank You's. Now, onto to the second chapter! Oh, and so sorry for the length. I didn't have much free time this week, I actually wrote this during random intervals in classes over the past two days..
Disclaimer: Phaerie doo nawt ownz, yo. O_o' Yes, well. I think we all get the gist of that, even if it is spelled..weird.
-:-Snapshots-:-Chapter 2: Pre-game Jitters-:-
"Ginny relax. And eat something, will you?" Colin chided with a stern glare as he steadied his shaking goblet that was a result of the quaking table that was being caused by Ginny bouncing her knee that was due to the queasy anxiousness that was building in her stomach.
"Unless you want me to miss the match because I'm too busy regurgitating my meals from the past week, then I suggest you drop the subject of food," Ginny spat back menacingly, slowing her erratic movements to a slow tapping of the foot.
"Why are you so jittery? It's just a Quidditch match. It's not like you've never played in one. Well, I suppose, this being your first match as a chaser and all, you might be a little nervous, but you're one of the best chasers Gryffindor's seen in years! Or, perhaps, you're worried because of the success of your opponents' in their match against Slytherin last week? Who would have thought? Hufflepuff actually in the running for the Cup.."
"Colin, I'm not worried about the match," Ginny told him pointedly with a blank stare - mainly to shut him up because if she let him continue, he'd start rambling about each individual's statistics that played for both Gryffindor and Hufflepuff, and she wasn't in the mood to listen to him at the moment.
"You're not? Then how come - Oooooooh," at this point Colin smirked amusedly, "Ah, yes. The plan is to be set into action today, is it not?"
Ginny nodded sullenly, "I can't believe I'm actually going to go through with this. Definitely not one of my better schemes.." the last part she mumbled to herself.
"Yes, well, you can't blame any of it on me, it was all your idea."
"Oh, shut it, will you?"
"So touchy this morning.."
"Just be sure to get some photos of Harry at the match. Maybe, by some streak of luck, he'll stay put in one of them, then I won't have to thoroughly embarrass myself in front of him."
"You could always just throw the match, you know," Ginny brightened a bit with this information, "but then there'd be no victory party in Gryffindor Tower, and thus, no excuse to be found surrounded by numerous bottles of butterbeer and drunken to the point where common sense has abandoned you, yet you still retain the ability to think and speak," and here Ginny's face fell again.
After a few minutes of silence between the two, Ginny gave Colin a look that clearly said she was lost, "Wait, what? By throwing the game, I would be putting an end to the plan, meaning it wouldn't happen, so where are you getting this rubbish about me still getting drunk?"
"Well, we still have to go through with the plan, even if we do lose the game, right? Do you not recall the reasoning behind this plan or yours? To get Camera-Shy-Harry to stay put in a photo for once?"
"Yes, well, I'm beginning to see that Muggle photo idea in a new light.."
"Ginny," Colin whined, "You can't back out now! If worst comes to worst, you can always fall back on my idea.."
"That won't work..I can't simply restrain him, I'm not strong enough, and neither are you for that matter, plus, that'd be kind of creepy..I have to occupy his attention as well.."
"So dance around the Common Room naked! That aught to distract him!"
"COLIN!"
"Sorry, sorry.."
"No you're not."
"You're right, I'm not."
Ginny let out a long and indistinguishable string of curses, quite loudly actually, while pulling at the ends of her hair and drawing the attention of all those in the Great Hall who had previously been enjoying their breakfast. She flushed, sank low into her chair, and made to slam her head down on the table once all eyes had turned off of her and back to where they had been, but it just so happened that the Fates had named it Pick-on-Ginny Day, and her head landed in her as-of-yet-untouched porridge that was still steaming.
"Er - you alright there, Gin?" Neville Longbottom inquired concernedly as he sat down in his usual seat by Colin and across from Ginny.
"If you ignore the scorched sensation racing between my nerve cells from my skin to my brain, then yes, I'm just peachy," Ginny answered sarcastically as she lifted her head and wiped the excess porridge from her face.
"Terrible liar, she is," Colin commented to Neville in a tone that suggested that he was talking about her as if she wasn't present.
Ginny glared at him, her eyes narrowing and developing a dangerous glint that only appeared when she was incredibly agitated, "It's called sarcasm, genius."
"Oh thank you ever so much for that bit of knowledge, Miss Weasley!" Colin replied in a ghastly impersonation of a Southern woman back in the good ol' days. Ginny knocked her glare up a few notches, chocolate eyes ablaze.
"What's got Ginny's panties in twist?" Neville asked of Colin in a fashion much the same as Colin's had been minutes ago - like Ginny wasn't sitting right in front of them listening to their every word.
Ginny's glare was now up to full voltage, and, had she been given the gift that allowed one to shoot laser beams from their eyes when seriously pissed off, Colin and Neville would've had two rather unattractive holes straight through their heads right about now.
"Oh, she's just upset about the match, doesn't think she's got what it takes to lead Gryffindor's chasers to victory against Hufflepuff," Colin told him, the sides of his mouth twitching upwards as he glanced at Ginny in her furious state out of the corner of his eye.
"Well, that's understandable. Hufflepuff's got quite the line-up this year, with Abbott and Becker on the team.." and it was at this point that Ginny sprang from her seat, her hands slamming onto the table and magnifying the sound of her chair crashing to the floor, and stormed out of the Great Hall, leaving her two friends to discuss the Hufflepuff Quidditch team to their little hearts' content.
A/N: TADA! ^_____^ Well, that was fun, ne? Hmm..the next chapter will be the Quidditch match, and I'm hoping to get around to writing that this weekend, if I'm not to loaded down with homework. REVIEW! Aw, come on, you know you wanna! PLEASE!? Oh, and props go to Kiki (kaseomelette) for beta-ing this chapter..BOOYA. Yeah..