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Superstition

"I will kill them," Ginny said as she slammed her hand down on the kitchen table the following morning, "Last night I couldn't even sleep in my own bet let alone yours!"

"I know what you mean," Hermione said with a sigh as she pinched her nose, "I've had enough of Emily's and Thomas' superstition to last me a life time."

"Oh no!" moaned Ginny, "Please don't tell me they believe in that superstition still and got you to...you didn't..."

"I did," Hermione groaned out as she pinched the top of her nose, "I had to go through it all just to make Emily and Thomas even walk into the bedrooms."

"Well don't worry," Ginny said with a sigh as she walked over to Hermione and pulled her into a comforting hug, "I bet they'll be gone in a few days."

"True," Hermione said as she turned around and returned Ginny's hug, "Still I hate having to deal with them, whoever would of guessed that wizards and witches believed in that superstition?"

"It's weird I know," Ginny said with a sigh, leaning into Hermione's hold, "You'd of thought they'd known the truth after all but..."

"I understand," Hermione said as she ran a hand through Ginny's hair, "Emily and Thomas told me that they're only here for a few days, they want to 'get to know us' and 'to find your dirty little secret'."

"Well they can't be gone soon enough for my taste," Ginny said as she gave a sigh, "I mean they are part of my family's long time friends and all but that doesn't stop me from wanting to-"

Ginny was silenced by Hermione kissing her on the lips lovingly.

"I know but the sooner they believe the superstition isn't real then the sooner they can go," Hermione said with a sigh, "How about…we speed things up a little?"

"Speed them up?" Ginny asked in shock, "I don't know how you're going to find yourself someone who can fly without a broomstick, spell or has a magical creature inheritance?"

Hermione gave a smirk, "Oh we know all the tricks but Emily and Thomas doesn't…"

Ginny's eyes widened as what Hermione was implying hit her, "But then what about the rest? How are we going to get a muggle pizza?"

"I'll make one!" Hermione said suddenly, "I learnt how to make one back in my primary school; I think we even have the ingredients…"

"You know," Ginny said as she pulled Hermione into a loving hug, "Just where or how the superstition of if a magical person eating a muggle pizza will cause them to fly came from I don't know."

"Nor do I," Hermione said with a shrug, "But for now let's see about getting them out of here."

"Agreed, I don't want to spend another night in bed without you there," Ginny said as Hermione hugged back, "I-"

"AHHH! It's true!" came a cry from downstairs.

Hermione and Ginny shared a groan, what had Thomas and Emily done now?

To Be Continued…

Next prompt word is: Fantasy.