Marianaradcliff gets a whole tray of Mrs. Wesley's home-made Peanut butter and chocolate chip cookies!
Whitelonewolf gets a puppy!
Luvs-Mitchel-Musso gets a hug!
iluvpuddin gets a cup of chocolate puddin!
pprincessbydawn gets a crown!
And Secret World gets a secret box full of secretly secrets of secrets.
July 9
Kitchen
It's early, too early..
Mum is completely unfair!
She said I wasn't allowed to write in this again until school!
Something about spending too much time writing in journal and not enough time on my potions essay..
Well can you blame me? What am I supposed to know about the corntail potion?!
Okay so maybe we studied it the last week of school..
Still. Stupid potion if you ask me.
I hear something..
Sweet Merlin it's coming towards the kitchen! What if it's Mum?!
I am so dead.
They're getting closer..
Hide! I need to hide!! Where do I hide?!
They're opening the door!
I'm in the pantry.
Sitting on cans is highly uncomfortable for my bum..
I'm going to try to peek through the crack in the door.
Well the good news is, it's not Mum.
The bad news is, it's Harry.
Crap.
He can not see me like this!
Why?
Well for one I'm in a pantry sitting on cans. Odd predicament don't you think?
And two, I'm wearing red pajama bottoms with golden lightning bolts scattered all over them.
No wait, it gets better.
The bum of my bottoms say In love with the-boy-who-lived.
Mum got them for me the summer before my first year.
I only kept them because they were comfortable.
In love with the boy-who-lived? Please..
Okay so maybe, just maybe I still have a slight crush on him..
But it's slight..
Almost like it's not even there..
Really, really small crush.
Really.
Oh no. This is so bad.
He's sitting down and getting out a book.
A really big book..
Stupid Hermione and her stupid birthday presents!
Okay, okay, don't panic.
After all how long can one person read?
This is horrible! He's been reading for two whole minutes!
I think I'm becoming claustrophobic..
This shelf is too bloody crowded! Stupid cans!!
Okay maybe I can move a little bit and get comfortable..
Oh no!! A can just fell!
Maybe he didn't notice..
"I'll give you 3 seconds to show yourself before I hex you into oblivion."
He noticed.
"One.."
This isn't fair.
"Two.."
I can't come out!
"Thr.."
"Wait!" came my muffled reply. I slowly stumbled off the shelf (My bum feeling completely relieved by the way) and poke my head out the door.
Now Harry's Just standing there staring at me looking completely baffled.
After about five minutes he finally started to speak.
Okay maybe it was only two..
Fine it was one, jeesh!
"What in Merlin's name are you doing?"
"Well--uh--you see.." Harry raised his eyebrows waiting.
"I was writing in my journal." Harry looked at me as if I'd gone completely mental.
"In a pantry?"
"It's my happy place--thing." He looked at me in disbelief.
"Your happy place is in a 4' by 2' pantry."
""Well..yes," I answered as if it was the most normal thing in the world. He shook his head and moved out his hand trying to open the door all the way. I stiffened, tightly holding onto the handle.
He sighed, "Ginny get out of there, you can write on the kitchen table."
"I'm fine here, really," I said through grinding teeth. He reached for the door handle again. My body stood firmly in place.
He smiled letting go and walking back to the table. Hm..
That was way too easy.
"I could always call your mum down here, I'm sure she'd love too see what you're doing in the pantry." he noted sitting down with a smirk.
Prat!!
"You wouldn't.."
"Are you sure about that?" He asked daring me to answer.
"I--" oh crap he's not joking.."Oh fine!" I muttered.
This will end badly.
I sighed taking a deep breath before steeping out.
His eyes widened as he stared at my lightning bolted pants.
"I like lightning storms." What kind of idiot answer is that!
"Really?" he asked amused, "Because I seem to remember Ron telling me how you hate storms, any type of storm."
"Ron's an idiot." Apparently it runs in the family..
How do I get my self in these situations?!
He smiled unconvinced but said nothing more. He then motioned to the chair across from him silently asking for me to sit down.
There's just one problem..
How am I supposed to get over there with out him reading my bum?!!
I can't walk backwards so my backside isn't facing him..
That'd look ridiculous!
Okay so basically I just looked ridiculous. Harry just chuckled at me with a highly amused look on his face.
I glanced down at the table refusing to look at him.
"Ginny."
Oh crud he couldn't have just kept on reading his bloody book could he?
Prat.
I reluctantly glanced at him.
"Yes?"
"Why exactly did you just walk backwards?"
I really hate him right now..
"Uh--" LIE!! "I was staring at that cupboard over there." I said pointing towards it.
He turned around and then looked back at me completely confused.
"Why?" Good question.
"I was just thinking-about--um.." Think Ginny think!! "I was thinking about getting something to eat from it." I said satisfied.
He shrugged, "Then go get something."
Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!
"I can't." Nice save. Not!
"Why?" I really wish he'd quit asking that.
"I'm-uh--too tired." Harry leaned back in his chair looking at me strangely.
"You weren't too tired to walk over here and sit down, and you obviously aren't too tired to write in that book"
"Well then I guess I'm just too lazy." He smiled.
"You would be." Ha! I'm free!
"I'll get something, I'm sort of hungry myself, "He answered standing up.
I smiled cheekily, "Okay." He stumbled his way over to the cupboard hastily searching for food. And That's when it hit me.
Harry Potter didn't have a shirt on.
I think I'm going to faint..
How the heck did I miss that earlier?!
Must've been too busy worrying about my pajama bottoms..
Oh he just asked me something..
"I found cookies. Is that okay?"
"Yeah," I said dreamily. Harry looked at me oddly, I suppose I sounded a bit like Luna..
"Chocolate or Peanut butter?" I blinked falling out of my trance.
"Both." Harry nodded getting the too trays of cookies out.
"Milk?" He asked quietly. I simply nodded in response.
Ah! My hand is cramping up!! Now might be a good time to try out my enchanted quill..
Where did I put the stupid thing?
Ha! I found it in the pantry.
Ginny smiled with great achievement when she found me. Harry snorted laughing at her odd behavior.
"So.." he stated while taking the seat across from Gin-Gin and handing her a plate of cookies and a small glass of milk.
"So.." Ginny replied blushing because she's in love with Harry.
"Thanks." Harry remarked solemnly. Ginny flinched in confusion.
"For what?"
"For being there for me yesterday." Ginny smiled warmly.
"I'm the one who should be thanking you, you punched out Malfoy for me!" She exclaimed with great admiration.
Harry simply shrugged, "He hurt you," He said as if it explained everything. Harry took a drink before continuing, "I almost didn't think you were going to show up."
"Show up?" she asked confused. That happens a lot doesn't it?
Harry's eyebrows furrowed, "You forgot?" he accused. Ginny stared at him blankly. Harry sighed, "We were supposed to meet each other tonight.."
Ginny eyes widened with remembrance, "Oh!" she exclaimed, "I'm sorry," she muttered after a couple minutes of silence.
Harry grinned. Oh how Ginny loves the way he grins. "It's fine," he paused biting in to a cookie, "So who should go first?"
"You," Ginny said immediately.
"Why me?" Harry asked swiflty.
"This was your idea," Ginny smirked, "It's only fair."
Harry leaned back in his chair, "Well I think you should go first."
Ginny narrowed her eyes warningly, "What if I don't want to."
Harry smiled, "I'll call your Mum and.."
"Harry Potter are you using this as blackmail?" she asked completely appalled.
He shrugged, "It's not my fault you're obsessed with a journal."
"I am not obsessed." Ginny cut in.
"Right. Whatever you say." She glared at him. "Well.."
"I--I don't know where to start.." she muttered hopelessly.
He smiled reassuringly, "Just start from the beginning," he paused patting her shoulder, "When you found the journal that is."
She let out a small sigh, "I was in the girls dormitory," she closed her eyes letting her mind flow back through the memory, "all the other first years were unpacking there stuff. They were chatting like I wasn't even there. I was upset," she paused meekly, "I wasn't sure what to say to them or how to start a conversation. Then, before I knew it they left for the Grand Hall with out me. I went to catch up with them when a book fell out a bag. I reached down and examined the cover before flipping through it. When I realized that all the pages were blank I figured that Mum got my a diary as a surprise or something. I was relieved, immediately wanting to get all my feelings on paper, "she stopped sending a quick glance at Harry. His eyes were darkened as he waited for her to continue, "I never got passed the first sentence before the words started sinking through the page. I jumped up startled. When I walked back over to the journal I saw a different handwriting on the paper." Ginny stopped to again look at Harry. "You have to understand that I was in desperate need for companionship at that time Harry. I didn't have any friends and Ron was always off with you and Herm.."
"He would've been there for you if you asked him. Honestly Ginny if you wanted friends.."
"I didn't agree to this deal to be judged Harry," He closed his mouth abruptly, "I was eleven years old, I was excited that someone, that something had taken interest me."
"Sorry," He stuttered breathless.
"Can we--can we just do this later?"
"What, why?"
"I just--I'm not ready to do this-not now."
"Gin I'm sorry that I.."
"No," Ginny half-smiled, "It's not about that. I just can't right now, okay?"
"Okay." Harry whispered, "We'll wait I guess."
Ginny blushed, "Thanks Harry, for everything."
Harry grinned, "Cookie?" Ginny smiled taking it from his hand smiling flirtatiously. Harry smiled back taking a quick swig of milk.
Oh for Pete's sake this is pathetic! These two need to get a move on! Honestly what is it with these humans? Boy likes Girl, Girl likes Boy. It's not that hard to figure out! Jeesh just snog already! I can't believe I was bought by this dumbfounded girl! I hate teenagers, the whole bloody lot of them!
Now that git boy's blushing.. Oh this is ridiculas! And what's he staring at me like that for? Quit reading you prat! Ha! that got him to look away. Great, now that Ginny girl's blushing. What is it with teenagers and blushing?! Ah! Now she's trying to snap me in half!
ABUSE! MY OWNERS ABUSING ME! QUICK CALL THE QUILL PATROL!!
(A/N: Hope you enjoyed it! Review please!)