Notes: Eh, sorry it took so long, but as you all know the site was down… and I'm absolutely furious at them. For a moment there I thought all the reviews were stuck somewhere due to the mistake. I was wrong. But I don't care as I've got two and I'm happy :D:D:D So this is just a little chappie… about who asked who and how, so we can get straight to the dance. Now, after the dance I've got some wicked things planed (If only I can put them to words It'll be all good). As for the Weasley twins I realised they were there earlier in the story (chapter 1 I think), small mistake. Will, be fixed however. Ok straight to number 9.
Chapter 9 Asking You Out
Oliver was walking quickly. He had to go and see McGonagall. Fast. He was pretty furious. The Quidditch practice was terrible. Terrible. Once again. what's up with these kids. When I was Captain their discipline….. He was not given to finish his thought, as he noticed Catherine Lawton approaching him with a wicked smile. He has thought of asking her out. It would be easier if he could invite anyone else. But, he wanted to go with her. She was new, he knew nothing about her. There were no rumours about her reactions. He didn't even know what she thought about the dance.
"Well, well, well Mr. Wood. Quite a temper once again" her smile widened. how did she notice?.
"You seem to be around when I'm mad." He answered trying to keep it sleek.
"Ah, well I hope we could change that"
"Any suggestions?" He could think of nothing else to say. how stupid was that?. She didn't answer. what to do, what to do "See you around then" he turned around so she could not see him blushing.
"Ah, o well" she threw lightly "I guess I'll just have to go alone to the school dance" she wants to go with me?.
"I'd be honoured" He spat out as he turned around, blushing even more. when have you become such a twat Wood . She laughed.
"See you there then" she waved at him, and turned around. Her robes swished. how does she make them swish like that, its such a turn on he smiled to himself. Maybe it wasn't that bad. yes it was the little voice in his head said. He sighted, and started walking towards his room. He totally forgot about seeing McGonagall.
mmmmm she thought to herself that was just so easy. However I think we need to do something about that dance. It'll be bloody boring
"Ah ice princess on her way to?"
"None of your business and I have repeatedly asked you not to call me that Seb" she spun around as she heard he friend's voice "we need to talk. New plans." His eyebrow lifted.
*Meanwhile in the Gryffindor common room. *
Harry pretended to read his book. What he was really doing was watching Ginny. She stood by the fire thinking. She looked very beautiful, but he did not dwell on that. He knew she was beautiful and there was no point in noticing how the fire made her skin shine. what to do? Should I ask her?.
She knew he was staring. I can't take it any longer she thought.
"Harry"
"Um?" he put his eyes back to the book, and pretended he never lifted them form it.
"Never mind" she rolled her eyes. He put the book down and smiled to her. stay cool Harry stay cool.
"No, what is it?"
"Nothing"
"Seriously what is it Ginny" she turned around to fully face him. She looked mad. why is she mad?.
"Honestly you've been staring at me for almost an hour."
"No I wasn't" shit shi shit he swore inside his head.
"Yes you were" she crossed her arms over her chest. She was becoming even madder with ever second.
"I was reading my book, really Ginny what's up with you" at his words her eyes widened.
"Harry, you've been reading your book upside down. Will you finally spit it out." Her eyes were on fire. He looked down at his book as he felt himself blushing.
"Eh, eh, what" he was confused.
"Will you finally ask me out? You know the dance and stuff." His quickly shot towards her. He was stunned. He wanted to ask here but the words just stayed in his throat. "Oh, fuck it" she turned around and started walking towards the girls' dormitory. its now or never Harry has made a decision.
"Will you come to the dance with me Ginny Weasely" my God how bad did that sound the little voice in his head was screaming. Ginny stopped at the spot and thought for a second. Then she smiled.
"Fuck you Potter" oh my God she hates me "Of course I will" at that she turned around and left him alone. my God I absolutely hate her he thought, and then the voice in his head spoke again Yeah yeah Potter you hate yourself. That was true how stupid can you get.
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TADA:d
So this was just to join things up. I'm not at home so I don't really have time to write. Plus it's really hard to write when you're not home. I'll try to write some more today. Don't promise anything though. :D have a nice day. N
Comment: Plus the "little voice in Harry's head" foes not mean his schizophrenic. Although it might seem so sometimes. I know I make the guys look like idiots in here, but let's face it when it's about school dances they are idiots. Tot tot.
Tigger: so I couldn't be bothered to look that up before. You caught me!!! Oh well. Durmstrang, Durmstrang, Durmstrang. Have to remember. I let my friend have a look at this fic, and she commented every time there was a mistake. Man! Lot of them. I'm realllllllly sorry about that. I did run the spell check. Really!. You must forgive me I'll try to get better, it's just that its not easy when the only "writing time" you have is 3 o'clock in the morning. You got me lost about that translation error there…. You mean me translating the fic from Polish (hell no, to lazy) or me reading the book in Polish (to lazy to wait for the Polish edition. Just plain lazy I guess.) or maybe something else? Sorry for giving you such a long answer but its just that: YOU'RE MY FIRST REVIEWER!!! And I absolutely love you!!! Thanks again…. Really. Site just repaired, you added me to the author's alert and favourite authors….. this is the best day ever! :::weird smile::: Damn site.
Brodie: Thanks. I'm really glad you like the characters. I wanted to give Hogwarts a little more darkness. Come on let's face it: when you're 17 you're not all good and sweet. So I'll make them drink, and smoke, and do other naughty stuff. I love this story as well, I know I'm not the best writer, but I just think the idea's good. :D (humble humble). Plus I really think most HP characters are just too good. I mean we all have our little secrets. We all have experiances that make us a little grumpy and freaky. Thanks a lot again. LOVE YOU FOR BEING MY SECOND REVIEWER:d
Chapter 9 Asking You Out
Oliver was walking quickly. He had to go and see McGonagall. Fast. He was pretty furious. The Quidditch practice was terrible. Terrible. Once again. what's up with these kids. When I was Captain their discipline….. He was not given to finish his thought, as he noticed Catherine Lawton approaching him with a wicked smile. He has thought of asking her out. It would be easier if he could invite anyone else. But, he wanted to go with her. She was new, he knew nothing about her. There were no rumours about her reactions. He didn't even know what she thought about the dance.
"Well, well, well Mr. Wood. Quite a temper once again" her smile widened. how did she notice?.
"You seem to be around when I'm mad." He answered trying to keep it sleek.
"Ah, well I hope we could change that"
"Any suggestions?" He could think of nothing else to say. how stupid was that?. She didn't answer. what to do, what to do "See you around then" he turned around so she could not see him blushing.
"Ah, o well" she threw lightly "I guess I'll just have to go alone to the school dance" she wants to go with me?.
"I'd be honoured" He spat out as he turned around, blushing even more. when have you become such a twat Wood . She laughed.
"See you there then" she waved at him, and turned around. Her robes swished. how does she make them swish like that, its such a turn on he smiled to himself. Maybe it wasn't that bad. yes it was the little voice in his head said. He sighted, and started walking towards his room. He totally forgot about seeing McGonagall.
mmmmm she thought to herself that was just so easy. However I think we need to do something about that dance. It'll be bloody boring
"Ah ice princess on her way to?"
"None of your business and I have repeatedly asked you not to call me that Seb" she spun around as she heard he friend's voice "we need to talk. New plans." His eyebrow lifted.
Harry pretended to read his book. What he was really doing was watching Ginny. She stood by the fire thinking. She looked very beautiful, but he did not dwell on that. He knew she was beautiful and there was no point in noticing how the fire made her skin shine. what to do? Should I ask her?.
She knew he was staring. I can't take it any longer she thought.
"Harry"
"Um?" he put his eyes back to the book, and pretended he never lifted them form it.
"Never mind" she rolled her eyes. He put the book down and smiled to her. stay cool Harry stay cool.
"No, what is it?"
"Nothing"
"Seriously what is it Ginny" she turned around to fully face him. She looked mad. why is she mad?.
"Honestly you've been staring at me for almost an hour."
"No I wasn't" shit shi shit he swore inside his head.
"Yes you were" she crossed her arms over her chest. She was becoming even madder with ever second.
"I was reading my book, really Ginny what's up with you" at his words her eyes widened.
"Harry, you've been reading your book upside down. Will you finally spit it out." Her eyes were on fire. He looked down at his book as he felt himself blushing.
"Eh, eh, what" he was confused.
"Will you finally ask me out? You know the dance and stuff." His quickly shot towards her. He was stunned. He wanted to ask here but the words just stayed in his throat. "Oh, fuck it" she turned around and started walking towards the girls' dormitory. its now or never Harry has made a decision.
"Will you come to the dance with me Ginny Weasely" my God how bad did that sound the little voice in his head was screaming. Ginny stopped at the spot and thought for a second. Then she smiled.
"Fuck you Potter" oh my God she hates me "Of course I will" at that she turned around and left him alone. my God I absolutely hate her he thought, and then the voice in his head spoke again Yeah yeah Potter you hate yourself. That was true how stupid can you get.
TADA:d
So this was just to join things up. I'm not at home so I don't really have time to write. Plus it's really hard to write when you're not home. I'll try to write some more today. Don't promise anything though. :D have a nice day. N
Comment: Plus the "little voice in Harry's head" foes not mean his schizophrenic. Although it might seem so sometimes. I know I make the guys look like idiots in here, but let's face it when it's about school dances they are idiots. Tot tot.
Tigger: so I couldn't be bothered to look that up before. You caught me!!! Oh well. Durmstrang, Durmstrang, Durmstrang. Have to remember. I let my friend have a look at this fic, and she commented every time there was a mistake. Man! Lot of them. I'm realllllllly sorry about that. I did run the spell check. Really!. You must forgive me I'll try to get better, it's just that its not easy when the only "writing time" you have is 3 o'clock in the morning. You got me lost about that translation error there…. You mean me translating the fic from Polish (hell no, to lazy) or me reading the book in Polish (to lazy to wait for the Polish edition. Just plain lazy I guess.) or maybe something else? Sorry for giving you such a long answer but its just that: YOU'RE MY FIRST REVIEWER!!! And I absolutely love you!!! Thanks again…. Really. Site just repaired, you added me to the author's alert and favourite authors….. this is the best day ever! :::weird smile::: Damn site.
Brodie: Thanks. I'm really glad you like the characters. I wanted to give Hogwarts a little more darkness. Come on let's face it: when you're 17 you're not all good and sweet. So I'll make them drink, and smoke, and do other naughty stuff. I love this story as well, I know I'm not the best writer, but I just think the idea's good. :D (humble humble). Plus I really think most HP characters are just too good. I mean we all have our little secrets. We all have experiances that make us a little grumpy and freaky. Thanks a lot again. LOVE YOU FOR BEING MY SECOND REVIEWER:d