Ch.8- Ginny's Plan
"What the hell were you doing hitting people in the stomach, Ronny?" asked Hermione splashing water on Harry's face to wake him up. A large shoe mark was forming on his chest and Harry was still knocked out.
Ron had brought him back to the campsite while managing to hold on to the parchment. He had put the parchment in his tent and made doctor Hermione do the rest of the work.
"It wasn't my fault that Harry was in the wrong place at the wrong time, wrong area, wrong sun placement, and wrong time to be sitting with Vera," screamed Ron "Excuse me for spying."
"Just help me, I think you hit his…downstairs," whispered Hermione into Ron's ear. Ron gulped and pretended to feel the pain for Harry but it was just too good to be true for him to imagine it.
"Well if Harry loses about several chances to have children don't come running to me," confessed Ron taking a bucket of water and dumping it on Harry's face.
"That wasn't necessary because it didn't wake him and now I have to go back into the lake for more water, idiot," whined Hermione hitting Ron and giving him the bucket.
"I don't wanna get water, you're the engaged slave; you should start practicing your house elf duties," cried Ron, getting really pissed off.
Hermione gave him a deep look of disgust and Ron toddled away to get water. She left Harry, laying on the ground unconscious, to go find Ginny; she had to explain the information she heard from Cassandra Toppings. Ginny was a sweet girl so Hermione knew it was a false rumor.
She walked up to the school searching for red hair. Hermione had on her own Sunday dress which was brown and made of old wool; the only thing flattering about herwas her ring. Hermione would stop to visit Malfoy on the way.
Hermione had a quicker trip by walking through the walls of each of the classrooms to the dining hall and the common room. Hermione just gave it a rest and went to go visit her fiancé, Sir Draco Malfoy. She would be Hermione Malfoy…it didn't have a nice ring to it. Hermione Potter or Hermione Weasley made her name sound unique… but she wasn't going to think about friends with benefits.
At last of searching for Malfoy she ended up finding Ginny. Ginny was sitting under a cherry blossom tree polishing her broomstick. Even though the school used Nuclear Fusion for the wands didn't mean old fashioned brooms were not allowed. Most students saved the old wands as soon as they left Hogwarts because NF was only on school grounds.
"Happy Sunday Ginny, may I take a squat next to you?" asked Hermione, taking a seat anyways. Ginny was her friend and she knew that it would break her heart to find out the rumor was about her and Harry.
"Why yes Hermione you may take a squat next to me and may I ask why you are out on such a lovely Sunday afternoon?" questioned Ginny putting the cleaning rag on the ground and sliding her broom to the other side of the bench.
"I just wanted to let you know about this horrible rumor Cassandra Toppings told me about you and Harry." Hermione spat it out as fast as she could. Ginny had a flare in her eyes but she didn't even move to flinch.
"I heard you got engaged you lucky girl you, who is it that you will be wedding too," Ginny screamed changing the subject rather quickly. Ginny wondered how Ron had paid for such a rare diamond.
"Ginny if you must know he is very famous around campus and he will be able to take care of me," laughed Hermione who would soon get to the point.
"Ron, Ronald can't support you he can barely dress himself let alone give you a baby," giggled Ginny, finding it funny how Hermione could find Ron famous.
"What the kazoo are you talking about I am not engaged to Ron, I am engaged to Mal..," yelled Hermione, laughing herself at the thought. Why would Ginny think that, was Ron going to propose to her?
"You're not marrying Ronald…oops..um…you're marrying Malt Smith the first year?" wondered Ginny who knew Ron was probably ripped to shreds because he planned out his whole future with Hermione. They would marry under an oak tree, he would work for a motor company while she worked as a stay-at-home, they would have at least ten to fifteen children, and they would grow old in a cabin he would built with his bare hands.
"Why on earth would I marry him, Ronny is not my type at all; and I need to tell you about the rumor I heard," cried Hermione, who wanted to tell what she wanted to talk about in the first place.
"The rumor is true Hermione Granger, aren't you smart to think the girls were just making a fool of me; poor little Ginny was being harmed when really it was me harming Harry Potter, the bastard," snickered Ginny "Yes, the rumor is true I took away Potter's virginity dressed up as the sweet bitch Vera because I was suppose to be with him, it is my soul to be famous."
"You mean you're planning this on purpose?" whispered Hermione shocked out of her wits "What the fuck, are you crazy?"
"Yes, I was the talk of the town with Harry but for some reason I was dumped. When I got dumped people stopped calling me by my name and they didn't save me cake. I miss him and I long for him at night, I needed a way to make him stay with me forever," Ginny confessed. Hermione was in total shock that this plan was coming from the pure Virginia Weasley and the sister of the stupidest person she knew.
"Ginny you have serious problems, Harry isn't all you should think about and just sleeping with him will make you a slut, not eternal friendship, gosh," Hermione explained. She couldn't believe this was possible but she was a smart girl who could talk sense into troubled people's minds; she helped Krum after the break to take ballet lessons for his anger.
"No Hermione, I know just having sex with Harry will not give him to me forever but one thing will; be smart and think about it," giggled Ginny, patting her thigh and having the effects of finally spilling the beans.
"I know the exact circumference of my brain but you have me stumped; you better tell me before I tell Harry myself," threatened Hermione, dreaming and hoping this was just one big nightmare.
"Well I am hoping to be skipping my next monthly period, confirming the offspring of the famous Harry Potter to be inside of me; Harry will have to marry me because I am carrying his child," laughed Ginny louder then Hermione ever heard her yell before.
"Ginny, girl, do you want me to take you to the infirmary for some help?" seriously suggested Hermione who was slapped on the leg for that remark. Hermione got up to leave and to wake Harry has fast as she could when Ginny grabbed her from behind.
"If you say a word Hermione you just might fail your next several tests and ruin your engagement to Malfoy," Ginny explained, snapping her finger to take the appearance of Hermione's body "I have my ways because Malfoy wouldn't notice if I kissed him instead of you."
Ginny snapped back into her self and began waxing her broom again. Hermione gulped and walked slowly to the campsite. She loved Harry and she loved Malfoy more, but who was more important? Was Harry having a possible forced marriage to Ginny important or was having Malfoy by her side important? One thing for sure Harry was a long time friend and Malfoy was going to be her long time love.
At that moment Harry was waking up after Ron kicked his head and Draco Malfoy was unfound because he was in a dark closet. The dark closet consisted of a shirt less, pant less Malfoy kissing the uncolorful Moaning Mertal; she costs six coins and hour for the needy greedy. Hermione was best for a wife but not the best for wanting some tender, love, and teenage hormones.