Let us date! I can't wait to finish writing this chapter! I know that I shouldn't be excited for a date that isn't with my ship, but! I do love writing dates and fluff and meh! I can't wait for jealous Harry! Anyway, I can't wait any longer, so having said that, ON WITH LE CHAPTER!
Ginny's POV.
I jumped out of bed quickly and pulled on some normal clothes instead of my usual robes. I wore some jeans and a t-shirt I got over the summer. Quickly, I put my hair up into a high ponytail, slid in my hair clips, then took my ponytail out. I combed through my remaining messy hair and put on a bit of eyeliner and lip gloss. Hermione had shown me these Muggle products and I took a liking to these two in particular.
I pushed my feet into my flats and stood. I looked in the mirror to check for anything I'd forgotten, before sliding my bracelets onto my wrist. They were plain and matched the colors my t-shirt. I smiled promptly before heading downstairs. I met Luna who stared at me.
"I knew that you had a date and all, but why are you dressed like that?" I continued to smile.
"I think that Micheal will appreciate the extra effort that I'm putting in." We talked about what I would do on the date and if I could meet up later that day. I nodded at her suggestion.
"Okay, if I'm not there by five then you can start without me." She departed to her table and I to mine. I sat next to Hermione who was across from Ron as they whispered.
"Hello." I greeted them plainly as I sat. Ron eyed me up and down.
"What in the devils name are you wearing?" I sat up straight, smiling broadly.
"It's called makeup, Hermione showed it to me." I popped some grapes in my mouth and grinned. Ron still looked suspicious.
"Why are you wearing it?" I shrugged.
"Wanted to try it out. Seems simple enough." Ron snapped.
"You've tried it out, now get it off your face." I rolled my eyes and moved closer to Dean and Seamus who also enjoyed Quidditch. We continued on with the conversation about who would be the chasers. We agreed that most everyone on the old team would fill in. I sighed.
"Such a shame though. I wish I could be on the Quidditch team." Seamus snorted.
"How could you practice Quidditch? Do you even have a broom?" I felt my cheeks redden.
"Even if I don't have a broom, it doesn't mean that I can't play!" I marched away. Neville was outside the portrait of the Fat Lady.
"Oh, hi Gin." I nodded.
"Hello, forgot the password again?" He nodded miserably. I gave a lopsided smile.
"It's "Animangus"" The Fat Lady swung open.
"Correct." Neville thanked me and I made a beeline for the girls dorm. Harry, who was heading down the the Great Hall stopped me.
"Oh, Ginny, could we talk for a moment." I tried to calm my heartbeat and relaxed my shoulders. I was good for time so I agreed.
"Oh, well sure." We sat down in some of the comfortable chairs by the fire. He gave me a smile.
"Are you going to try out for Quidditch?" Oh thank goodness. Just a Quidditch conversation. Usually Harry and I talked about Quidditch since it was something that we both had in common. I nodded.
"You bet I am. I hope to be chaser. Still going to be seeker then?" He smiled.
"Yup. Do think anyone'll disagree?" I laughed.
"Only if they're as mad as Moody." We both laughed and I felt my heart rise. Checking the grandfather clock, I stood.
"I gotta go. See you later though." Before he could stop me I ran up to the girls dorm and bumped right into Romilda Vane. She glared at me and I glared right back.
"So, Weasley, you were with Harry weren't you? You think you mean something to him? Leave him alone. Skank!" I glared and scoffed.
"So what if I was? We're friends. Much more than I can say for you, how bout you get your pointy nose out of other peoples business. By the way, your shoes are so last season." I imitated her and her group of fashionistas. She stared at at me murderously, mouth ajar. I walked away, feeling a weight lift off of my chest for finally speaking my mind.
Quickly, I redid my makeup and tied a bow into my hair, right above my clips. Checking myself in the mirror again I departed and headed for the lawn. Micheal was waiting under the tree, leaning against it and reading. I ran up and covered his eyes.
"Guess who?" He gave a laugh and covered my hands.
"Sounds like a really cute, smart, confident girl, so . . . Romilda Vane?" I let go and mock glared. He laughed.
"Just kidding! Only girl like that around is you." I smiled.
"That's so nice!" He leaned on his elbow.
"What do you think about me?" I smiled and pretended to think.
"Lets see, does sporty, caring, cute, sweet and kind sound familiar?" He laughed.
"Wow, you think I'm that amazing? You're pretty amazing yourself." I smiled and blushed.
"So, what are we going to do for our date?"
"I think you'll like what I planned."
End scene. I know I said I was going to write the date, but I'm procrastinating soooooooooo yeah. I promise in the next chapter I'm going to write the date, but I really want to know, how was Ginny's comeback? I think I did pretty well, mainly because I totally roast the boys at my school, but I don't know. See you next chapter!