Chapter Three: Plotting
A/N: 2020 - I might leave my 13 year old self's disclaimers alone, obnoxious though some of them are...
2006 - Wow, chapter three already. And thanks SOOO much to FreakyHOTGeek for being my ONLY reviewer so far! I lurve you so much! You may have a peanut butter fudge brownie. And some pad thai. Lol. Anywho, on with the story!
Not yet. Sorry. I forgot it in the other two chapters, so here it is:
Disclaimer: If I were so lucky as to own anything pertaining to the Harry Potter series, I would be snogging that thing like crazy. Obviously, I'm not; I'm wasting away in front of my computer.
Ginny was positively fuming as she stomped down the stairs and out onto the front lawn to the greenhouses. That foul git! What is his problem? It's not like Harry actually gave me that quill anyway. I'll bet he bloody well knows it, too! Malfoy had gotten on her last nerve, and it was only the second day of term! Yesterday certainly hadn't helped any. It wasn't that the quill was her only one; she had more of course (Merlin, they weren't that poor!), but rather that she didn't know what his problem with her was. Honestly Ginny, stop reading so much into it. He's a Malfoy, you're a Weasley. You can just leave it at that!
She quickly found herself teamed up with Luna, her roommate Luca, and Colin. Professor Sprout then began to call out instructions to the students, who were eying the dangerous looking plants in front of them warily. Oh, what fun.
Some time later, Ginny had holed herself up in the library. She'd fully intended to work on the essay Snape had asked for, but upon remembering that Malfoy still had her best quill, she found that she was simply too riled up to focus properly. That's it, she decided. He's going down. Ginny shoved the bent up quill and blank parchment back into her bag. Perhaps it was time for a chat with her good ol' buddy, Peeves.
Finding Peeves had been easier said than done. Ginny had spent the entirety of her break roaming the hallways without incident. Well, unless one counted the string of invitations to Hogsmeade she'd received. Ginny knew she was pretty, but she hadn't quite prepared herself for the possibility that boys might ask her out. As a result, the first couple of boys just received funny looks. By the time a seventh year Slytherin girl, shortly followed by a third year Hufflepuff boy, asked her if she already had a date for the next trip, she'd perfected a polite declination. The Slytherin girl's offer had been tempting, though.
With no luck whatsoever at finding Peeves, she sighed and headed off to another boring hour of listening to Professor Binns drone on about goblin rebellions and the like. Ginny prided herself on her schoolwork - not to the level that Hermione did, naturally, but Hermione certainly wasn't the only smart girl at Hogwarts! Even so, she only managed to pay attention to the first ten minutes of Professor Binns' lecture. Absently, Ginny shuffled through her papers, looking for a notebook to doodle in. Her curiosity was piqued when she came across her prefects' schedule, realizing that she hadn't bothered to look at it earlier. She wondered who would be on patrol with her for her first night. Hmm... Ginny pursed her lips, scanning the list. You've got to be kidding, she thought to herself. Someone had obviously not been paying attention, for they'd assigned Malfoy to patrol that night too. She turned to Luca, tapping her awake to show her the list. Luca gave a sympathetic look before laying her head back down. Ginny sighed and pulled out what was to be her Potion's essay. If she had to patrol with Malfoy the next night, she might as well have less on her mind.
By the end of her free period the next day, Ginny had finished the essay. She'd have much rather spent the time sleeping, considering that she'd gotten little chance to do so while peering through her telescope in the Astronomy tower the night before. When she'd looked in the mirror that morning, there had been visible bags under her eyes. It's too early in the school year to be feeling like this, she groused.
Luca caught up with her on the way to Hagrid's cabin for Care of Magical Creatures.
"Hey," Ginny greeted her.
"Hey. Does that git still have your quill?"
"Ugh-yes," Ginny groaned, but then her eyes sparkled. "Not for long though! I am so getting him for that."
"How?" Luca was puzzled.
"Have you seen Peeves lately?" To Luca, the question seemed off topic at first, but then her eyes widened.
"Ooh! Good idea Gin, what are you going to have him do?"
"You'll see. Be near Snape's room around two or so, for a front row seat." Ginny was all smiles as the two headed towards the forest.
A/N: 2020 - In response to all the comments I got back in 2006-2007, YES I KNOW IT'S LUNA lol - Luca is an OC based on a girl I was very good friends with at the time. My star reviewer, and a much better authoress than I! (But thank you for the review nonetheless lol)
2006 - Sorry for yet another short chapter; still rather getting used to this. I've got next to no reviews! There is something majorly wrong with this picture! Please R&R! I shall lurve you forever!