Chapter 3 Harry’s POV
“RON! HARRY!” Ginny practically screeched. Ron gave me a side glance, sort of like an “I-told-you-so” look. I didn’t respond, hoping that he was wrong, even if I knew he wasn’t. By the third time Ginny called after us, we quickened our pace, basically running to the house.
We went into the kitchen, and we found Ginny looking at us with a forced smile. She looked at me, then Ron, and then me again.
“Harry, dear, where have you been?” She asked me. You know when you know someone is secretly irritated but they give you this fake smile and an even creepier fake sweet voice? Now imagine that that person had red hair, a fiery temper, big older brothers, and could do magic, and was well known for a bat boogey hex. EXACTLY. This was what I was dealing with.
“I was outside.” But then I quickly added, “With Ron.” Ron looked at me in disbelief. Sorry, Ron. But If I’m going down, you’re going down with me.
“Oh, okay.” She said through pursed lips. She turned to Ron. “You dragged him out there?”
Ron shook his head like crazy. “No.” He croaked.
“Are you calling my,”- She turned to me at this point, -“beautiful, sweet, loving, non-lying husband, a liar?” She turned back to him. I held my breath. Yup, we’re screwed.
“No! Of course not!” Ron said, shaking his hands.
“Well than are YOU lying?” She took a step forward. I barged in, not having a clue why I did that.
“Ginny, its okay. We were just catching up. Calm down.” I said.
“I am calm.” She said, faking that smile and that sweet voice of hers. Then she sighed. “Its just that…I’ve missed you, honey. I want us to spend as much time together as possible.” Oh boy. I wouldn’t mind if she wasn’t so…irritated. Ron(my BESTEST buddy in the world! Note that that was sarcasm.) took this as the best opportunity to offer some…advice.
“Oh, Ginny, that’s so sweet of you. Harry wants to do the same. That’s what we were talking about, actually. SO I’ll just stay out of this and leave you two lovebirds alone.”
“You better leave us alone! Harry’s my husband, not yours!” Ginny called after him. He assured us that he does have his own and then gave me and evil grin while Ginny wasn’t looking and than walked away…more like ran away, actually.
Ginny’s POV
Ok, so might have overreacted a little bit, but the guys will get over it. It’s just that I’ve been feeling a little…funny. I can’t quite explain it. I kept on thinking about what Ron said last week. About my clothes looking tight. In truth, everything
was tight. So I just picked something nice and put it on, thinking that they wouldn’t notice. But, of course, Ron and his big mouth
had to mention that. And worse, the whole restaurant heard! Oh, and I’ve been having these strange cravings! Particularly ice cream. I guess that’s the reason why I’ve been gaining some weight.
I’m just a little annoyed right now. Men are soo lazy! We cook and clean and take care of kids and what do they do? Fight off monsters and stuff! BIG WHOOP! Stupid Ron had to drag off Harry outside the house, probably finding ways to brainwash Harry and stuff, and he wasn’t even being productive! What an idiot! So Harry is helping me cook in the kitchen(isn‘t he such a sweetie?), and I’m positive the food is going to be lovely. Harry is doing EVERYTHING just as I told him to do it and I love it. What could I ever do without my little jet-black-haired angel?
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Ok, so nothing gets past you guys! You're so smart. I had fun with Harry in this chapter, and I'm gonna have more fun with Harry in later chapters. MWAHAHAHA I'm soo evil!
