The Year of Promises, Insanity, and Perverty Insinuations
Disclaimer: I do not own HP (dammit!). I do not own anything but the plot and random characters I made up to move the story along, okay? Sheesh, what a crowd… But I DO own potatoes so just try me.
Summary thingy-bobber: Ginny (a sixth year), is fed up with the sexist pigs (boys) at her school and swears them off for the year! Problem: Is it her imagination or did Draco just get hotter? Hilarity ensues!
Things to state: The war is non-existent in my story though Draco is still bad and stuff. To you, Ginny will seem very OOC but if you don't like it then don't read it. shrugs
A/N: Things in italics are thoughts. DUH!
Chappie One
"Come on, Gin, stop dawdling and help me find us some seats!"
Ginny Weasley turned around to sigh at her "alleged" best friend, Georgia Flannery.
"Talking to friends doesn't count as dawdling, dearie, and fix your hair grip. Some of your fringe is spilling out."
Georgia messily pinned her fringe back in place.
"But you're taking too long and I NEED you to help me. I'm helpless about finding things, you know," Georgia huffed. She then puckered her face and stuck out her lower lip.
Ginny sighed again and turned to long time friend, Harry, and apologized, "Sorry, Harry. My comrade is in NEED of my assistance and I'm afraid I'll be going now. Talk to you later."
As Georgia and she strode the halls of the train, Ginny felt her thoughts wander. I wonder how I'll fare this year. It's going to be no easy task keeping up that promise I made. Hopefully nobody in particular will make any advances.
"Gin! I found an empty compartment! Without your help I might add!"
She snapped out of her reverie and glanced at her friend, who was making flamboyant hand gestures to an, oh my gosh, empty compartment.
"Gia, I thought all I needed to do was be your escort. Oh well, now that my job here is done, you can sit here and I'll look for my brother."
And here in this paragraph, Georgia blushed furiously and said hastily, "That's okay, I'll go with you. We can just look again if this compartment's taken anyway."
Ginny just shook her head and chuckled out loud. Georgia was so hopelessly infatuated with her brother. It would be sweet were the admiree not my brother. I've no idea what she sees in him.
"Well then, what are we waiting for? Let's go now," Ginny replied and clapped her buddy on the back. And they began the search of their friends.
Two scuffles, one argument, and 13 minutes later, they happened upon Ron, Hermione, and Harry in a compartment near the front of the train. The Trio had been discussing what each of them did with their families for summer vacation but of course Harry didn't comment but simply listened.
Ginny came in, with Georgia trailing behind.
"Hey Gin," replied Harry, who she then sat beside while Georgia resigned herself to sit next to Hermione.
"Damn, I'm hungry. I wish the sweets cart would hurry it up," Ron pouted. Hermione shot him a disapproving look before listening to the ongoing conversation once more.
"I hear the Bouncing Ferret's Head Boy now," Ginny commented.
"I know," Harry replied dully.
"I suppose we'll have to be careful now lest we unleash his holy wrath upon us. What a year this'll be!"
"Well this year I'm taking a stand! No more taking crap from Ferret Boy! Next time he's being smart, I'll burn his sorry arse!" Ron cried enthusiastically. To prove his point he stood up and punched his fist into the air. "Gah, I'm so hungry though..." and he slid back into his seat again, clutching his stomach which was growling rather loudly now.
"You had better not do anything as rash as that," Hermione tutted. "Otherwise Malfoy will give you detention faster than you can stuff a pumpkin pasty in your mouth." She then pulled out a large novel out of her bag and began to read. Ron stared.
"What kind of crazy bonker reads that big a book?"
"Very smart crazy bonkers. Something that you're not, Ronnie," Hermione replied icily. Ginny stifled a snicker. Ron, looking unabashed, shrugged and continued to clutch his very loud digestive organ.
"That food cart had better hurry it up. Otherwise the noise will deafen us," Harry said adamantly. Ron nodded sheepishly.
"Say, Herm? What book are you reading anyway?" Ginny asked.
"The Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown. A good read for when you're bored." The brunette answered. She smiled fondly at her book before reading again. "Ronnie" snorted.
"I can think of 10 better ways to waste my time rather than read a novel. It's not even a small one, either. Honestly, what's wrong with you, Herm?"
"Just because you have the intelligence range of a gnome doesn't mean everyone else does. Oh wait, even gnomes are smarter then you," Ginny replied nastily. Georgia shot her a reproving look and the petite one just rolled her eyes. Harry clapped his hand to his mouth to suppress a chortle.
"Oh come on, you lot, why is everyone coming down on me today?" Ron groaned.
"Georgia isn't. You'll have to thank her. With a kiss…?" Gin let it hang. Gia's face went bright red again and Harry unleashed a hearty guffaw. Hermione chuckled shamelessly.
No surprise to any of you lot, Ron made a face and blurted, "Eww, why would I kiss Gia? That's like kissing Ginny!"
Hermione leaned over and whacked him on the forehead, Ginny shot Gia a sympathetic look, and Harry widened his eyes at Ron's immaturiosity. Gia bowed her head and made not a peep.
"Oh see what you did this time, idiot! Can you be anymore thick!" Hermione's face was pink with suppressed rage. "Argh, you're so lucky I'm friends with you!"
"See? Again with the Ron bashing! When am I going to get a break!"
"Not as long as you keep getting stupider by the year!"
"I am not!"
"You'll drive anybody to insanity!"
"Then why are you all still here!"
"Because we don't know!"
"Oy! Shut up you guys! Everyone can probably hear you 2 carts away!" (Note: By carts, I mean train carts, okay?) Harry shouted. Ginny, by now, had already tuned them out and was pondering on other things. Gia looked on meekly. Hermione and Ron were standing up, panting heavily, and eyes ablaze. They both glared at each other and sat down cautiously.
Really now, it's the same thing year after year. Always arguing, gah. If I didn't know any better, I'd say they both fancy each other. …BAH! What a preposterous idea!
"Can't we all just get along?"
Everyone turned to face Gia, who was finally saying something in this chapter instead of just being there.
Something in Harry's mind clicked.
"Wait, Malfoy's Head Boy isn't he? Then...that means...he'll be making rounds on this train right now! Everybody calm down!" Harry realized with horror.
"Right you are, Potter," sneered a voice, and everyone whipped their heads towards the door.
I'm done for now! I hope you guys like it! On to Chap. 2 then shall we?
P.S. I know, I know, it's short but hey that's me! So get over it!