Ginny Weasley woke up early in the morning in the hopes of getting a little time in front of the ever-occupied dresser that she and her dorm mates ‘shared’. This drawer was a very versatile drawer- it was blue with a big mirror, the back of the mirror had little drawers to put you makeup in. In front, there was a cabinet, which, when opened, displayed you schedule after applying your favorite color of nail polish to one of the corners. Then you change ‘channels’ to ‘Gossip’, which (duh) orated the latest gossip, ‘Crush’, which displayed a secret picture of what the boy you liked was currently doing. (Of course there are censors); ‘Diary’, which displayed yours after whacking it with your wand. (Since wands always returned to you and couldn’t be used by a person who didn’t have the correct set of fingerprints, it would stay private.) ‘Advice’, which advised you on your makeup, your outfit, or your hair. But enough about the dresser, let’s get back to my point. Ginny was smaller then the other girls, and subsequently she was often bullied out of the dresser by her dorm mates.
Ginny figured that she had enough time for a 20-minute shower, and forty minutes in front of ‘The Dresser”. Having figured this out, she leapt into action. She hurried to the bathroom, ready to start her day off in a good mood.
~Twenty Minutes Later~
“How – DARE – you!!! You know that NOBODY’S supposed to use The Drawer before ME!!!”
Ginny, having finished her shower, had been met at the bathroom door by three VERY angry dorm mates: Stacy, Tracy, and Macy. ::shudders:: the blow-dryer dropped from nerveless hands as Ginny tensed, bracing for the blast of bad breath coming her way. (The one yelling? That was Stacy.)
Whoosh!!! Ginny winced.
“Sorry?” Ginny said meekly. “But see, I haven’t used it for two weeks, and I was just hoping-“
“WE- DON’T- CAAARRRRREEEEEEEE!!!!” (Silent ‘E’)
“B-but, you see, I paid for part of it too, so I thought…” Ginny faltered under the scorching glares and withering breath of Stacy, Tracy, and Macy.
Ginny was barely able to choke out a small ‘sorry’ before she turned and ran into the bathroom. She changed quickly, stuffed her still-wet hair into a ponytail and rushed out of the room and to the Great Hall. She scanned the lunchroom quickly for her best friend. (A Gryffindor from America.) She spotted Dawn’s weird ‘streaked’ hair, and hurried to her side, ready to complain.
“I hate my dorm mates, Stacy, Tracy, and Macy. Ginny said struggling to keep ‘Macy’ from becoming a perky exclamation and not succeeding. “I hate their names too! I swear they must have changed it. That couldn’t be their original names!!! Well, anyway, today I got up an hour - hour earlier than usual to use the dresser which I paid a quarter of for, by the way, and- and,” Ginny sputtered “and they YELLED at me! And I needed that boost because I have Triple Potions today. Speaking of that,” a deep breath, “it’s soo unfair that DADA had to be replaced with Triple Potions! I can’t even handle Double Potions sessions! Oh great, now I’m gonna have a crappy day!!” She stopped ranting and waited expectantly for the usual ‘I know, your dorm sucks, I hope you feel better later and it WILL get better, I promise’ Instead,
“Isn’t that nice?’ Ginny recoiled. Then, following Dawn’s line of vision, she saw Seamus Finnigan picking something he had dropped, thereby displaying something VERY nice (and round).
“Ahhhh.” Ginny said knowingly. “So you DO like him then?”
Dawn looked at Ginny quizzically. “Why do you say that??’
“Because it’s true.” Ginny said stoutly. “Why do you try to hide it anyway?” Ginny asked. “It’s not like it’s a bad thing.”
“Well, to tell you the truth Ginny, I-I- will you understand, I-I” Dawn stammered in an entirely un-Dawn-like way.
“Yes, yes?” Ginny asked eagerly.
“…” Was the inaudible reply.
“Oh, come on, already!” Ginny snapped impatiently.
“I-I DO NOT LIKE SEAMUS FINNIGAN!!!” Dawn hollered, simultaneously combusting. A small ‘dammit’ was reputed to be heard.
“Anyway, even if I did- which I don’t-“ Dawn looked suspiciously at Ginny before continuing, “even if I did, I wouldn’t tell anyone. I mean, look at what happened to you.” Ginny made as if to interrupt, but Dawn barreled on. “No offense, but it was rather stupid of you to tell Hermione about your crush on Harry. She wouldn’t tell anyone, but Ron and Harry would, and Hermione tells them everything.
“Wait, are you saying that I shouldn’t have expressed my love?!” Ginny asked incredulously, striking a soap opera pose and adopting a soap opera voice.
“Well… yeah. Now, Harry looks and feels uncomfortable whenever you’re around him. Is that what you wanted?” Seeing Ginny open her mouth, Dawn said “That was rhetorical. Now you’re known as ‘that poor little girl who has a love that will go on unrequited’? Also rhetorical. People might not say it, but that’s what they’re thinking. And now, Harry will probably reject you, because he’s the kind of guy who likes privacy. As you yourself said. Now everybody feels- Ginny? Are you listening to me?” The silent answer was ‘no’.
While Dawn had been lecturing, Ginny’s eyes had strayed to the Gryffindor table where Harry had just arrived at.
“Dammit, Ginny, snap out of it!” Dawn said, shaking Ginny vigorously.
“Huh? Were you saying something?”
“For your information, YES, just that, because of what happened to you, I won’t tell ANYONE who I like!’ Dawn snapped peevishly. (Gee she snaps a lot huh?)
“So there IS a chance that you might like Seamus!” Ginny announced triumphantly.
“Aargh!!!”
We will now leave this touching scene of Ginny being choked by Dawn to read my crappy author’s note! Muahahahahaha!!! ::a blast of breath reminiscent of Stacy, Tracy, and Macy’s breath ensues.::
A/N: Ok, that was The Funny Chapter. I’ll probably have more but I need 10- that’s right- 10 reviews!! ::readers gasp at colossal task ahead.::
Harry: ....final thoughts?
Draco: Badly written, badly conceived... the authors note at the end sucked, even though it does ensure this
fic will never see the light of day again.
Hermione: The grammar was bad... but not abysmall.
Ron: It had nothing to do with the Harry Potter series except names, really. So its very annoying that
something this bad is labeled as HP fan fiction.
Draco: And that chapter certainly wasnt funny