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2005-02-15 04:55:59 (UTC)

G*I*N*N*Y*I* #4 (yeah, its finally here! woohoo) Its called : "Rejection!"

Authors Note:
I want to show you my Harry Potter smilie face; z:D
End of Author's note
Hey, PS, I know theres been a lot about Ginny (based on
me, LOL) and your getting tired of that (well, it is called
Ginny, I, after all...) so i'm going to try to add more
Tarina, Kate, etc, etc, etc. And lots of humilliation, and
more diary entries, and QUIDDITCH! YEAH!
Nothing about our fav. Potter this time, gals (and guys)
but hang in there. There will be.
BTW, Potter is based on Otto-Man in this. (If u no me yull
no who he is! *grr*) And maybe i'll add a lil
something 'bout Damond... heh, heh, AKA Perv.
Like I said, Ginny, I is based on my life. Me being Ginny.
*smiles* Ok, enough chit-chat. Get on wit da story Viva!
(Pps There will be some 'bout Riley, Gareth, mah sis (my
family) a penpal, and valentines is going to be the
next "episode"!!!! Yays!)

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Ginny woke to the screams of her friend Tarina, and to the
thump of everyone in the dormitory rising out of bed to
help her, only to get bumped on the head by those
rediculous stupid 4 posted beds. The Hogwarts staff never
did seem to be able to make just the right size...
"Tary?" Ginny asked, ducking the low wooden bed pole, and
jumping to her panting friend's side.
"I'm fine," Tarina said, gasping, "Just... Just..."
"A nightmare?" Ginny asked.
Tarina shrugged.
She would never admit to being scared of anything. She was
the strong one. The brave one. (no wonder she was in
Gryffindor) Who knows what people would do if they knew she
was scared!!!
"Just go back to your bed." Tarina muttered, falling back
onto her bed, closing her eyes, and wiping her forehead
which was covered in beads of sweat.
Ginny gave her friend one more worried glance, then was
heading back to her bed when she saw, once again, Brad, out
on the quidditch pitch. She smiled to herself, and slipped
on her robes...

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Brad made an angry face, and kicked a rock all the way
across the feild and in through the middle goal on the
other side.
"You should try out for quidditch," A soothing voice said
from behind him. Brad jumped, and turned around.
"Hey," He said, and looked away.
Then red head made a concerned face. "Whats wrong?" She
asked.
He grunted, and swirved to face her.
"Is Snape always such a grimy, slimy, [email protected]$***D ??!!"
Ginny giggled.
"Nice choice of words, Bradley... and yeah, he always has
been, always will be. What did he do?"
"He... He gave me a zero, just because I accidentally
dumped my potion all down my desk. I mean, I still had
more, I could have filled up another f***!* jar!"
"I can tell that isnt all thats bothering you, Bradley."
Ginny said, "What else is up?"
Brad took another rock in her hand, and threw it across
the pitch, and into the left goalpost.
"Theres this girl..." He began, and Ginny blushed.
"And... And I really like her, and I think she might like
me too.. I dunno... But i'm embarrassed to tell her. Should
I?"
Ginny's heart was pounding a mile a minute, she almost
couldnt speak.
She breathed deeply, and began to lean in.
*music begins to play*
Ginny leaned closer, and closer, and closer...
*Record makes that weird squeaking noise, stops, and thuds*
"Err - What are you doing?" Brad asked.
"Oh gosh.. I thought you meant..."
Ginny slapped her forehead.
"Bye!" She screeched, and flew as fast as she could to the
girls dormitory.
Brad stayed behind, and said to himself...
"Wow..."

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Tarina lay awake in her bed.
Storms.
She was terribly afraid of them.
But would she admit it?
No.
She would never admit she was afraid.
What would people think of her.
No, not a good idea.
There had been a darkening storm, raging towards her
house.. And she couldnt stop it. She was going to die. The
clouds were going dark, the rain was beginning to fall, and
the hail..
And the wind.. Oh the wind had ripped at her like it was
going to rip her skin off...
Tarina gave an involitary shudder.
She heard someone fall through the window, and onto the
floor with a bang. Then sobs.
"Ginny?" Tarina asked, opening her hangings, and drying
her tears to see her friend on the floor. Her hair was
messed up, her face tear stained, and her robes torn.
Beside her lay a broomstick.
"Oh, Ginny, what happened?"
Between sobs, Ginny explained.
"Aw... Gin, is there anything I can do to help?"
Ginny shrugged.
"I know what you want..." She said, and reached into the
lining of her hangings.
"Is that..."
Tarina nodded, and Ginny grabbed it, and hugged her friend.
She ran onto her bed, and shut the hangings, and greedily
began to devour the chocolate.
Tarina half expected Ginny to mutter in a hushed voice,
"My precious..."
Tarina giggled, and fell back onto her bed.
She didnt want to think it.. but she did.
If Brad didnt like Ginny.. could he like her?
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"Hey," Kate said the next morning by the Quidditch pitch.
"Wheres-"
Tarina shrugged, and explained. They all knew each other
so well, they didnt even need to finish their sentences.
"Poor Gin," Kate said, "She liked him so much..."
They were silent for a while before Tarina spoke up.
"Is Merril out of the H wing yet?" she asked.
"Yeah, actually they said she could be let out a day early.
She's doing really well!"
And so they raced together to the Hospital wing, not
knowing a certain brown haired boy was listening from the
other side of a large oak tree....

Cliff hanger?
(Cliffie??)
Betcha cant wait till the next part... BUT U HAVE 2!!!
MOAHAHA!!!!!
Ttyl
xxxxxxxooooooxxxxxxooooo
Viva

(Viva la flying purple two headed uni-cows!)


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