I am very pleased to report today, that although Harry has yet to passionately kiss me and Hermione is still playing with poor unsuspecting Draco's heart, our very own Lavender Brown is pregnant! Yes, with none other than little Ronniekins baby, the sex is unknown yet and I believe that they told my beloved parents only minutes ago through an owl. If they had asked me I would have told them, that that would be a big mistake…it was enough he got her pregnant, but telling mum through an owl? That's just low Ron, low.

Ahhh yes, I'm sitting her alone again, the joys of being in the year under the others, waiting for them all to join me. They are all out of class offcourse, Ron and lavender have skived off to the owlery, obviously to make peace with my dear old mum, which will probably be hard, I remember the time she believed what Rita Skeeter was writing about Hermione…I can't wait to hear what happened. I will offcourse interrogate the others as soon as they get their lazy asses down for lunch!

Five minutes later:

"Three-hundred-and-thirty-six bottles of butterbeer on the wall, three-hundred-and-thirty-six bottles of butterbeer, one falls down and breaks on the ground, three-hundred-and-thirty-five bottles of butterbeer on the wall." I sung enthusiastically, my loyal and time conscious friends had arrived finally and I was setting out to annoy the hell out of them, just as they deserved…they shouldn't have left me on my own for so long!

"Oh my god Ginny shut up!" Hermione growled as Draco wrapped himself around her like a huge person shaped blanket making my inwardly laugh hysterically at her; I knew she hated the kind of attention that Draco was giving her.

"Three-hundred-and-thirty-five bottles of butterbeer on the wall, three-hundred-and-thirty-five bottles of butterbeer, one falls down and breaks on the ground, three-hundred-and-thirty-four bottles of butterbeer on the wall." I continued to sing, ignoring her protests, one day they will learn not to upset this little Ginny Weasely.

"Please Ginny! No more! We've heard too much of that song for the moment!" Harry started to plead while pulling me into what was supposed to be a comforting and reassuring hug I think, "Please no more bottles of butterbeer on the wall song!"

Ten minutes later:

"Two-hundred-and-ninety-five bottles of butterbeer on the wall, two-hundred-and-ninety-five bottles of butterbeer, one falls down and breaks on the ground, two-hundred-and-ninety-four bottles of butterbeer on the wall." I sung, brightly smiling at my friends surrounding me.

"Ginny, we said we were sorry about leaving you on your own, now please, please, please stop singing that song!" Harry pleaded some more, which really made me want to sing more; I wanted to see how far I could push them, how long they would last.

"But Harry, there's like another two-hundred-and-ninety-four verses to go!" I contested while grinning at the couple next to me. Hermione had nearly disappeared as Draco all but sat on her and was not so subtly hinting his desire to make out with her. He was kissing all over her face, playing with her hair and just overall paying her too much attention while she was attentively paying attention to the grain on the table, seemingly pretending that she was anywhere but where she was, "Hermione! Wake up!" I yelled, to bring her out of her thoughts and back into her misery.

"OH MY FUCKING LORD WILL YOU GET THE FUCK OFF ME DRACO?!?!" she bellowed as Draco leaned into kiss her nose and promptly threw him off her and onto the floor, "DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND THAT I NEED PERSONAL SPACE!?!? FROM NOW ON YOU DON'T COME WITH IN A 30 CENTIMETER RADIUS OF ME! GOT THAT YOU CLINGY LITTLE CATERPILLAR??" she continued to scream before somehow managing to slam her book off the table and stalk off most likely to the library.

Draco, meekly, still sitting on the floor looked up at Harry and me with a pleading puppy dog look in his incredibly sexy eyes – why must I continually think he's sexy! Harry would kick his ass cough cough in a sexiness competition any cough day! – and asked "Should I follow her?"

Laughing out loud now, I looked at Harry before answering Draco, "only if you want to get your ass kicked again boy, she's on the hunt for blood. Just a little word of warning Draco dear, Hermione likes to get a lot of sleep and she hates obsessive displays of public affection, she kind of goes nuts like that…Harry anything else we should add for our dear friend here?"

"Um, don't try to copy her homework, never pull a prank on her by hiding her books, and don't get her into trouble or generally annoy her…she hates to be annoyed!" Harry mumbled while determinately looking away from Draco and myself, whether he's jealous or just doesn't want to speak about Hermione, is beside me but I don't care, Hermione will love Draco by the end of this, and he will still love her. Its just right that those two fall in love, like seriously they are perfect together when Hermione isn't pulling a prank on him or plainly being a bitch.

Howdy…I hope you guys liked my update….hmm not much to say today…um I have 8 more days of school left ever!! Hence the updating all of my stories at the moment…I have heaps of time at the moment to be writing all of this stuff that I haven't been able to update for ever!! Woot!! Ohkay then….please leave me a review!!

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Queen of the Scoubies