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Chapter 13In Which Ginny Hears Voices (reminding you of Harry already isn't it?)
Or
PMSing
Pomfry exclaimed, "For the last time try and not sit on the cat and then you wont go through this again. To think that you were made head girl with this attitude!" Ron rubbed his bottom involuntarily. Why did people always tell him things like that? …
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Ginny was let out of the hospital wing by lunch, but Pomfry told her not to use the hand much. Somehow Ginny convinced her to give her a medical excuse so that she wouldn't have to do her homework. Ron on the other hand wasn't having as much luck. Terry had insisted on bringing him his homework (or rather Hermione's) so now he actually had to get started. The only good thing that happened was Terry leaving for lunch.
On the other side of the castle things were a bit different. Harry had taken a shower (been harassed by the gay mirror who he had recovered) and then continued his search for 'Ron'. After checking the astronomy tower, the Quidditch pitch, and under Ron's bed, he finally found who he was looking for in the library. Hermione was sitting at her usual seat, furiously writing things down. When she looked up she was Harry standing in front of her.
"Just the person I was about to go looking for," Hermione said with a big smile. Harry was taken aback; last time 'Ron' had been balling his eyes out and now 'he' had a smile on that was threatening to swallow 'his' entire head.
"Ron are you ok?" Harry asked nervously sitting down.
"I will be just spiffy after I do a few things," She replied. Harry wasn't at all sure he liked the glimmer in 'Ron's' eyes.
"Er…ok?"
Hermione stacked her papers together and folded them into a pocket. "Come on Harry I am starving; lets go have lunch," she exclaimed dragging him out of the door. If anyone was wondering, the fast metabolism was really getting to Hermione, because she was always feeling hungry.
As they walked down to the great hall, Harry noticed that Ron was a bit off balance, but didn't comment on it. They took their favorite seats and began gorging themselves in food; well Hermione ate properly while gorging, of course.
Harry, who was feeling brave enough to broche the topic of midmorning, cleared his voice and he said, "So what was that about in the common room?"
Hermione swallowed her food and tried to think up an excuse, "Nothing, I was just…PMSing." Harry gave 'Ron' a very funny look; since when did Ron PMS?
"I mean… my male hormones where acting up!" Hermione said, trying to cover up her mistake.
"You could have just told me you didn't want to talk about it you know," Harry said angrily, telling that 'Ron' was holding something back.
"IT WAS MALE HORMONES!" Hermione protested, not liking that Harry was pushing the matter.
"Ron look I know that your male hormones DON'T make you cry in public. Just forget it, I am only your best mate," Harry said sarcastically stirring her pudding. Maybe it was her male hormones getting to her, maybe it was the wine, or maybe it was her therapy session, but Hermione didn't feel like hearing this kind of attitude from Harry at the moment. She of course was use to Harry being a little hormonally challenged since about 4th year and hadn't really said much on it, but now was different.
"That is it Harry! I am sick of it! You may be my best mate, but is still doesn't make it right for you to pry into personal matters when I am not willing," Hermione said slamming down her fork and walking out of the great hall. Draco Malfoy had a smirk on his face; so the trio was breaking up; very interesting, very interesting indeed.
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Ron was moaning over the importance of newts tail in healing potions when the hospital wing doors flew open. (A/N ohhhh whoever could it be?) Parvati and Lavender raced in franticly.
"What is it now? Did you get another paper cut or did the stares tell you that you were going to die again?" Madam Pomfry said looking at the girls and seeing no gushing blood. From the looks of things, Ron wasn't the only one who the painters might visit soon.
"Worse! Lavender broke her NAIL!" Parvati said, horrified at Lavender's condition. Pomfry rolled her eyes and preformed a quick mending charm to the pink nail before sending them on their way. Ron sighed muttering something along the lines of, "Girls!"
Parvati and lavender got to the common room (presumably about attempting to fix up the color of Lavenders nail) when they saw none other than Ronald Weasley (or so they thought).
"Ohhhh, he looks so hot when he his angry!" Parvati whispered to lavender, pointing to 'Ron'.
"I think he did something with his look, I just can't figure out what," Lavender whispered back as the two girls went to one of the couches and picked up two magazines to hide behind while guy watching.
"Your right; I can't figure it out either, but his butt sure didn't change much," Parvati said leering over the magazine.
"Maybe it's the hair?" Lavender said sneaking a look.
"Or the way he dresses," Parvati piped in.
"Eh! He is looking at us!"
"I think he is coming over. Quick, is my makeup ok? Am I drooling too much? Oh what should I do? Should I flirt with him?" Parvati said anxiously.
"Yes. Yes. Yes." Lavender assured Parvati, "Now look busy."
"Have you two seen Ro… Hermione anywhere," Hermione said catching herself.
"Now why would you be looking for her?" Parvati said, fluttering her eyelashes at 'Ron'.
"I need to talk to her," Hermione said obliviously.
"You can talk to me," She said, fluttering her eyelashes again.
"Do you have something stuck in your eye?" Hermione said, noticing how many times she blinked.
"Only you," Parvati sighed.
"Er, anyways do you know where she is; I am kind of in a hurry," Hermione said now fully aware that she was being flirted with. Parvati realized that 'Ron' didn't understand her invitation, so she decided to call it quits.
"She's in the Hospital wing," Parvati said dejectedly. Hermione hoped that Ron hadn't managed to cut of too may of her limbs.
"Thanks," Hermione said as she looked at the two girls. Then she realized what they were 'reading', "By the way what are you doing reading that? I thought you weren't those kind of girls." Lavender looked down at the magazine that she hadn't actually looked at because of the entire boy stalking. A naked witch on a broom waved up at her, and the magazine was upside-down. Parvati and Lavender both threw the magazines away from them in disgust.
'Well that is certainly the last time I leave all the trash in the common room from my exfoliating of the boys dormitory,' Hermione thought to herself.
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Ginny was up in her dorm, experiencing a delightful release from the imprisonment of the hospital wing. The rest of her dorm mates where elsewhere, so she could just hang around and didn't have to worry about bothering them; one thing that most people didn't know about Ginny was that she talked to herself. Sometimes she wondered whether she was a schizophrenic; this was one such time.
"Ginny I can't believe you are still falling for that idiot Harry Potter," one of her personalities told her.
"He is not the idiot you are. After all, I have already fallen for him; I cant help it now," she retorted.
"Honestly you expect me to believe that just because you had a thing for him for the last 6 years that you can let him move you around like a chest piece?"
"Are you blaming Harry for my broken wrist?"
"No I am blaming you for letting him distract you for those few seconds; it cost you the snitch."
"Oh your really nice. Lets just forget about the three bones I fractured."
"Yes, lets."
"I don't even know why I listen to you!"
"It's because I am so smart."
"Stop flattering yourself."
"I am flattering you too, hum, remember we are the same person."
"Shut up."
"If you insist!"
"…"
"Ok I am board lets go capture some muffins."
"I can't believe you sometimes!" Ginny said jumping out of bed. The other personality was about to retort, when she heard someone coming up the stairs. She listened to see who it was.
"Well that was about the most humiliating thing that has happened to me in my life," A muffled voice said.
"I don't know how we will live this down! I hope I haven't lost my chances with him," said another voice.
"We will be lucky if he even looks us in the eye ever again!" said the first voice.
"Yeah," said the second voice after a note she added, "What does he see in her anyways?"
"In who?" The first asked.
"In Hermione, I mean think about it; they go EVERYWHERE together. Even when they get in rows they're still all over each other! And when they aren't with each other, they are looking for each other," said the second angrily.
"You're right!" The first voice said as it dawned on her, "And she does fancy him, remember?"
"Why should he like her more than me? I mean I am prettier; she can't even do makeup and she has no dress style, what so ever. All she does is read. I bet she even learned to snog from a book!" the second said annoyed. The first snorted despite her mate's predicament.
"Can you imagine Hermione snogging a book?"
"That's not the point, there is just something not right. I mean well think about it; isn't it obviously that they like each other, but why aren't they going out?" the second said.
"Yeah and what about Krum and Hermione; who knows they may have done more than just kiss," said the first.
"You right, there is something very fishy going on and I am determined to get to the bottom of it, or my name is not Parvati Weasley," said Parvati.
"Parvati your last name isn't Weasley," Lavender pointed out.
"Don't worry it will be soon, just as soon as we find out what's going on," Parvati said.
"Oh this is so exiting; its like a murder mystery," Lavender squealed.
"Except there has been no murder," Parvati pointed out.
"Oh," Lavender said, "Maybe there will be one later."
The two girls closed the door and Ginny was tempted to go get an extendable ear, but decided against it. She was now faced with a predicament; she had to keep Hermione and Ron's identities safe so that she could play with their mines, but those evil two were on there trail without even knowing it.
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Hermione's search for Ron left her with a huge smile on her face; it wasn't because she was about to see the hottie of her dreams. She was smiling half because of just how drunk she was and the other half was because of her plot. When she entered the Hospital wing Pomfry was in the back. Ron had a textbook propped on his arm.
"What have you done to my body," She demanded.
"It's not my fault."
"Oh yeah right, you just 'accidentally' got my legs chopped off or something," she said.
"I doesn't matter whose fault it was. Could you get me out of this room before Terry gets back; he is driving me bonkers."
"Not until I set down some ground rules. I was in the library and I have devised a list of rules and regulations you must follow when you are in my body," she said, pulling out a piece of parchment. Ron read down the list, most were really reasonable such as brush your teath or no picking your nose, but when Ron got half way down the list he stopped abruptly.
"There is no way in hell that I am going to go to walk like a Women! DON'T I LOOK like a female? Wait don't answer that."
"Well you could walk like a caveman like you usually do, but then I might mistakenly ask Malfoy for a nice snog," Hermione said, a little too innocently.
"Ok, ok I will give into your evil demands," Ron said.
"Oh a few more things, first I don't want you to make a fool of me in class, so that means 2 hours of intense studying with me a day, or you can count on me passing whatever balls I ketch to Hufflepuff in the next match. Second, I will instruct you on proper table edict that you will implore when eating. Lastly, I want you to deliver this letter to Krum," she said handing over a letter. Ron grabbed it and read it aloud:
"Dear Victor,'
Wait don't you mean Vicky-poo? Let me just change this," Ron said fighting Hermione for her quill.
"Ron, where do you get those idiotic names?" Hermione said tiredly. Ron finally gave up on the correction and kept reading:
"I am sorry that I ran off like that last night. Truly I think you are a great person and enjoy spending time with you, but I will never like you the way you fancy me. I felt nothing in the kiss. I would like to still be friends if possible because I really value your friendship.
-Sincerely Hermione'
'Ohh, isn't that sweet?" Ron said, sarcastically, before adding, "Come on Hermione being all nice is no fun. If your going to smash the guys heart, (which you should of course) you should have at least added that he is duck footed and kisses like crap!"
"I feel sorry for the girl that dates you," Hermione said under her breath.
"Hey what's that suppose to mean?" Ron protested.
"Oh nothing," Hermione said with a menacing smile. "Now remember stay on task, after the prefects meeting we will start your studying."
"I can't, I have to meant with Ter… I mean oh good I'm free," Ron said.
"Your trying to get out of a head meeting, aren't you?" Hermione said suspiciously.
"Now where would you get that idea?"
"Ok, I will meet you an hour after the prefects meeting."
"NO YOU CANT LEAVE ME WITH HIM!"
"Watch me," Hermione said a bit more bitterly than intended. Ron's jaw dropped open, since when did Hermione act like this? "Now shut your mouth; I know I look extremely fit today, but that is no reason to stare like that," Hermione said walking off.
When she was in the corridor she finally realized what she had said to Ron she clasped her hand on her mouth in surprise. How had that popped out? More importantly why was she thinking it in the first place? But most importantly when had Ron's lips gotten so soft? She removed the hands that she had clapped against her (or technically Ron's) mouth. Perhaps drinking enough that you were still partly in control wasn't Hermione's best idea ever.
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Truth be told Harry had never actually experienced the wrath of Hermione and it was quite alarming, even more so when he thought it was Ron. Harry had found that he was no longer hungry and pushed his pudding away before excusing himself. 'Why had Ron been so mean to him?' he wondered, in the corridor to the common room.
Harry raised his head, about to say the password, when Ginny came flying out of the portrait at top speed. She crashed headlong into Harry and knocked them both over. Ginny found herself pressed against Harry's body and quickly stood and straightened her skirt.
"Sorry, I didn't see you there," Ginny said, offering a hand to help Harry up while her face looked as though someone had colored it with red magic marker. Harry was having a very hard time thinking straight because the girl of his dreams had only moments before had her body tight against his. The lower regions of his body happened to not be fairing too well either. He took her hand and stood. (If you're wondering this is not going to turn out to be snogging in a closet, but then you already knew that wasn't my style.)
"It's ok; it was all my fault," Harry said.
"Don't be silly I am the one who ran into you," Ginny said taking the blame; she looked into Harry's face to make a point. She noted that there was something not quite right in his look. She, being the blunt person she was, said, "Is their something wrong?"
Harry began making a mental list; 'lets see, my best mates are fighting, one just blew up at me for no reason, everyone I love ends up dropping dead at my feet, and I am head over heals for a girl that just tackled me to the ground.' But instead of telling her this he said, "I am fine."
From the sort of dead sound of Harry's voice she could pick up that he was not telling the truth. After all, it is pretty easy to notice these kinds of things when you were a borderline stocker for a few years.
"Look I have some free time you want to talk?" She asked; after all Parvati and lavender hadn't even left their protective nitch of the girl's dormitory yet.
"Weren't you going somewhere?" Harry said.
"Hasn't anyone ever told you not to answer a question with a question?" Ginny said grabbing Harry's arm and pulling him back down the passage he had just went down.
"Where are we going?" Harry said now jogging to keep up with Ginny.
"A candle light dinner for two. I hope you are not frightened," Ginny joked.
Harry, catching on to the joke, said with a goofy smile, "You should have given me a fair warning, then I could have changed into my fancy robes." In Ginny's little daydream she had imagined Harry with a lose school tie over on un-tucked, half-buttoned school shirt; but robes were fine by her as well.
They came to a picture of a fruit bowl, which made Harry smile, Ginny noticed this and said, "Well you can't expect me to have a deep and meaningful conversation without my chocolate sauce, can you?"
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A/N- it has been I while, exactly how long I don't know. Oh well. I had a wonderful weekend in the Adirondacks. Yay! I hope you liked this chapter, even though it is not my best work! It's not that funny either, oh well. At least it's fairly long by my standards. This is the longest story I have ever written. Did you know that? Well I am very impressed with myself at any rate. I have a bunch of h/w for this week that is evil and my sister has like major raging hormones. Anyways I am blabbering!
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P.S. I agree garages are bad places to be lock inside, and so are outhouses, but we wont go into that.
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