A/N: Eh. This one was okay, I guess.

Prompt #25: 8/2/17

416 words, according to Google docs.

Ginny's favorite day of the week was Wednesday - no questions asked. Everything enjoyable happened to be on a Wednesday - her birthday fell on one that year, Quality Quidditch Supplies always had sales that day, and she had double Potions with Ravenclaw (Potions was by far her best and favorite subject).

But most importantly, she had patrol Wednesday night with a certain platinum-blond.

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"Wake up, darling!" Olivia chucked a pillow at her sleeping friend who sat bolt upright, missing the pillow by a centimeter.

"I am, Liv." She yawned, rubbing her eyes and stretching before collapsing on her sheets once more.

"Ginny!" The pillow Olivia threw this time did not miss - hitting Ginny squarely on the nose.

"Olivia!" The redhead sat up again, her hair in wild disarray on her head, and a frown forming on her lips.

"Do you know what day it is?" Olivia asked as she hopped off her bed to look for a pair of matching socks.

"I dunno. Why? You know - " Ginny straightened suddenly, her eyes wide. "Liv! Why didn't you wake me sooner?" Spurred into action, Olivia watched helplessly as her friend of three years tore around the dorm room. Every single Wednesday had been like this since Ginny had been given her prefect's badge.

Ginny hustled her friend to breakfast, dragged her through all her morning classes, and landed with a satisfied plop at the Gryffindor table for lunch.

"Today is a wonderful day," she sighed gustily, digging into her mince pie. Olivia could only roll her eyes.

Next was Potions. Ginny gave a bright "Good afternoon!" to Professor Snape, who scowled darkly at her. She was unruffled, however, and eagerly began the assignment on the board.

As Snape made his rounds among the sweating students, he swept past her without a word - she smiled. She'd brewed the potion correctly, then.

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"Someone's in a good mood." The amused voice drifted past her ear, a pair of arms wrapping around her middle from behind. She leaned back, closing her eyes briefly.

"Hello to you, too, Draco." Turning, she pressed her lips to his before stepping back, a wicked grin on her face. "We'd better get to our rounds, then."

"Witch."

"Your powers of observation never cease to amaze me."

"Prat." She smiled charmingly, starting down the hallway at a brisk pace.

"Now hurry up, Draco. Don't want Hermione nagging at us because we didn't catch all the trouble-makers!" Her boyfriend pouted at her departing back.

"Tease."

Ginny loved Wednesdays.