The next week, I avoided Hermione and Ron as much as I could. The thing that nearly drove me insane was the fact he was here all week long. In and out, of my room mind you, and he started to shove his things into my room. I walked in and found his clothes in my closet. When I went looking for mine, I found them in a box. I flung all of Ron's clothes out of the window and into the street. I didn't care that it was pouring and muddy.
Then I packed up my stuff. It took my seven hours but I managed to do it while the idiots were at work. I called Harry and asked if he could pick me up, he told me he would be there as soon as he could and I waited. All my furniture had been shipped to Harry's the day before and I managed to pack all my knickknacks and things I wanted to take. Hermione, the stupid bitch, wore my shirt all week. Either that or she put it in her bag everyday because I couldn't find it. In retaliation I stole her shoes. They were the ones she had been wanting for months and then was able to afford them. Those shoes. I also took the other half of our best friend pin. I placed it in my pocket for when she was able to not be an asshole anymore. I could have it for months.
I was sitting in the kitchen when Ron came in. I groaned and then realized I had chucked his clothes all over the street. My annoyance quickly turned to panic. If he found out I did that, it would be way worse than the time he found me snooping in his room. He had tossed me down the stairs and I broke my arm. I would gladly take that than what could happen.
" Hey, Ginny. Did you know someone's clothes are all over the street? I feel bad for the poor bastard who has to come home to that. Oh, hey I moved your clothes and put me clothes in the closet. You don't mind do you?" Ron asked loosing his tie.
" No, of course I don't." I kept glancing out of the window my stomach was in a nervous knot. I tapped my fingers on the counter as Ron walked into my room. I held my breath and was about to walk in with a half assed excuse when I saw car lights light up the curtains. I sighed with relief. Harry finally arrived.
" Hey Ginny. Did you see all the clothes out there?" Harry asked as he walked in. " Poor guy," Harry shook his head. I walked over to him and quickly started to place my boxes into his car.
" Ginny?" Ron asked walking into the hall from my room.
" Yeah Ron?" I asked trying to keep my voice calm.
" Where are all my clothes?" Ron asked. Harry looked up from picking up a box and smiled at me. He knew. He looked extremely amused and put his hands on his hips.
" Well, Hermione came home and put them in your new room." I said. Ron shrugged and walked back into the room. " Hurry up." I hissed. We loaded everything into the car and I walked back into the house to get my purse.
" They're not in there." Ron said.
" Look harder." I kissed his cheek. " Congrats." I said running out of the house. Ron looked pissed.
" Are those my clothes?" Ron snarled. He looked out the door at the scattered clothes and turned back to me his cheeks flaming red. " Ginny Molly Weasly what did you do?"
" Bye, Ron!" I called as I got into the car. " I hope you're very happy here."
Harry drove and I laughed the entire way.
" That wasn't very nice," Harry said when I had calmed down.
" Of course it wasn't." I said snorting again.
" I had never seen him that angry." Harry said. " He looked like he was going to kill you."
" No, maybe break my arm, not kill me." I said. Harry turned to me and I recounted what happened. He nodded and turned into the driveway.
I moved my stuff gradually in, over the next few days. Harry was a wonderful roommate. He wasn't like Hermione who flipped out if I spilled something on the rug. Ok I can see getting angry if I spilled gravy on the new tan carpet she had put in. But seriously, if I spill milk in the kitchen calm down. I wiped it up quickly and she lectured me about being careful. I felt like I was living with mum. But when I spilled in Harry's house he just shrugged and told me to stop apologizing. Then he put a chair over the spill and shrugged again. I smiled at him and sat back. I could be comfortable here, I didn't have to worry about walking in on Ron and Hermione. Who by the way didn't call me since the whole clothes incident. Well, Hermione did call to ask if I took her shoes. I told her no, then looked at my feet smiling. She hung up as soon as I said no, like I care. Although when she did call, Ron was yelling at me in the background and I hardly heard a word Hermione was saying. After we hung up I screamed for fifteen minutes and Harry had come running out with a frying pan. I had to explain to him that I vented my frustration by screaming.
Harry seemed to think I was extremely amusing. Ok, so I have no idea what a television was. Hermione didn't have one at our house, so I wasn't really able to get used to them. I had tried to turn it on to see exactly what it was. I didn't know they needed a remote so I was tapping the television with my hand and wand for fifteen minutes before I finally called Harry for help. He had laughed for a good minute before explaining that I needed to use a remote. Then he asked if I had ever used one before. I lied and told him I had of course used one, what did he think I'm stupid? Which I am. I still haven't figured out what all the buttons are for though. I did find an amusing sitcom about witches. Although they completely make fun of us. I'm a little offended.
Two weeks later me and Harry were getting along great.
" Ginny, I'm going to the market can I pick anything up for you?" Harry asked checking his pockets for his keys.
" Yeah, can you get me tampons and shampoo?" I asked looking up from my book and smiling at him.
" Tampons?" Harry asked looking embarrassed.
" Yeah, oh are you embarrassed?" I asked suddenly feeling stupid. My father and brothers only got them for me because they have wives or have been used to it for so many years. A guy might be afraid of them.
" No, I can get them," Harry said defiantly.
" Alright, I need slim, extra absorbent-" I began.
" Yeah, I'm not getting those," Harry said turning and walking away. I laughed and got up.
" Fine, can you at least get me shampoo?" I asked handing him some money.
" Sure. Now do you really need these…you know?" he asked looking awkward again.
" Kind of, they can wait." I said walking back.
" Tell me what kind you need. You owe me big like, dinner big," Harry said. I wrote down what I needed for him
" Ok, I owe you dinner." I joked walking back to the living room.
" And cake." Harry called as he got his jacket.
" And cake!" I yelled back smiling.
He got back and handed me a bag.
" I saw a magazine I thought you might like so I got it for you," Harry said.
He walked into his room with a bag and came out seconds later without it. He walked over to his chair and turned on the television. I had grown accustomed to sitcoms and had become fond of like twenty. Harry sometimes got annoyed that I would watch infomercials. I have never seen t.v. so obviously I am going to watch random things.
I looked into my bag and smiled. This wasn't my bag. I coughed uncomfortably at the magazine and condoms.
" Hey Harry?" I asked throwing him the bag. " This is your bag." Harry coughed his soda all down his front and took it from me. He was blushing very gracefully for someone who had just been caught with porn and condoms. He walked back out and handed me a bag. I took it smiling. The brown paper crunched as I made sure this was really my bag.
" Ginny," Harry began. I picked up my book and put it in front of my face, I was laughing silently but I was sure he could tell. " Stop laughing." Harry said. This just made me snort harder and I felt tears start to slide down my face.
" I'm sorry." I took the book from my face and felt my face snap back into a smile. " So," I said trying to maintain calm. Harry was still blushing very deeply. He wasn't even looking at me.
After a minute he stood up and walked into his room. He came out seconds later.
" One joke and that's it. I am allowing you one joke," Harry said blushing.
" OK," I said. I couldn't think of one right away.
" Well what is it?" Harry asked. I could tell he wanted the earth to open up and swallow him whole.
" I'm glad you're practicing safe masturbation," I said snorting again. Harry turned quickly and slammed his door. I laughed into my pillow for fifteen minutes before getting up and going to bed.
The next morning Harry didn't even look her in the face.
" Harry don't be embarrassed. Its ok. You're human." I pleaded as he looked over at me.
" Its not something I wanted my friend and roommate to see." Harry said turning pink again.
" Ron has piles of it. You don't know how many times I would be in his room and find a magazine lying on the bed or something. Even Hermione has porn. I'm not supposed to tell anyone." I said. Alright I was lying. I didn't want him to be all awkward.
" Its very healthy," I began again.
" Shut up," Harry said quickly. Although this time he was smiling.
" Alright. I am taking you to dinner tonight. Dress up and be ready by seven. Alright?" I asked. He nodded and I went back into my room.
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