Fic: Advice
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alisanneTitle: Advice
Author:alisanne
Rating: PG
Pairing/Characters: Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ginny Weasley/Blaise Zabini.
Word Count: 640
Warnings: None.
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slythindor100's prompt # 3: owl flying, and for dracoharry100/dracoharry100's Christmas Challenge prompt: Ice castle. Part 3 of Christmas Crush (LJ/IJ/DW).
Beta(s): None, poke me if you spot anything.
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
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Advice
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“Where have you brought me?” Harry asked, glancing around. “This place looks like a bloody ice castle.”
Hermione smiled. “I take it you haven’t seen Ginny’s new house since she got married?”
“Er, no.” Harry shook his head as they approached the door. “When would I have had an opportunity to do that?”
Before they got to the door, it was opened, and a house-elf looked up at them. “How can I helps you?”
Hermione coughed. “We’re here to visit Mrs Z—”
“Ohhh!” The elf took a step back. “Visitors!” Turning around, the elf cried out, “Mistress! Visitors!”
A distant door banged and they heard footsteps hurrying towards them. Ginny came around a corner, her eyes lighting up when she saw them. “Hermione? Harry? Merlin, it’s great to see you!”
“Hey, Ginny,” said Harry, staggering as she threw herself at him, hugging him fiercely. “Good to see you—”
“You, too!” After hugging Hermione, Ginny drew them both inside, down a hallway, and finally into a drawing room with a view of a winter garden. “I was just doing some painting.”
Looking around, Harry saw painting supplies and canvases. “Oh, Ginny, this is good,” said Hermione, inspecting a lifelike oil painting of an owl. “Really good!”
“It’s my Christmas gift for Mum,” said Ginny, throwing a cover over it. “Don’t tell her about it, all right?”
“We won’t,” promised Hermione.
“So, what brings you two here?” Ginny asked. “And would you like some tea?
“Sure.” Hermione cleared her throat. “And…we’re here because Harry needs a favour.”
Over tea, Harry told Ginny about the conversation he’d overheard between Malfoy and Parkinson. When she didn’t seem surprised either, he crossed his arms across his chest and glared at her. “…and clearly you knew, too!”
Ginny exchanged an amused look with Hermione. “Harry, honestly, you were the only one who didn’t.”
“Fine,” he grumbled as they both chuckled. “Well, now that I do know, I’m trying to decide what to do about it.”
“There’s not much to decide,” said Ginny. “If you fancy him, ask him out, if you don’t, ignore it.”
Harry shook his head. “It’s not that simple. He’s so…complicated. I can’t just walk up to him and randomly ask him out for drinks!”
Ginny raised an eyebrow. “Why not?”
“Is that how you ended up with Blaise?” Hermione asked.
Slowly, Ginny smiled. “No. I had to play a bit hard to get with him. I flirted, then when he seemed interested, I asked Theo Nott out. It drove him mad, and within a few days he asked me on a date. The rest is history.”
Harry gave her a flat look. “I’m not asking Theo Nott out.”
Ginny laughed. “Good, since he’s dating Millicent Bulstrode and she would not hesitate to hex you.”
“You’re not helping.” Harry groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose to stave off his headache. “I can’t just walk up to Malfoy and say, “I hear you fancy me. Wanna go out?’”
Ginny shrugged. “I don’t see why not. Either that or you can just proposition him and see if you can get a shag out of it.”
Harry huffed. “If you’re not going to take my problem seriously—”
“That’s not a bad suggestion, actually,” drawled a new voice, and they all turned to see Blaise at the door. “Draco would probably respond to that.”
“Blaise!” Beaming, Ginny stood up, kissing him once he walked over to her. “I take it you heard all that?”
“Of course.” Blaise smirked down at Harry. “And I’m not joking, Potter. I suspect you’d be surprised at how receptive Draco would be to a sexual proposition from you.”
Ginny giggled at the expression on Harry’s face. “I think we may have broken him, Blaise.”
“I’m fine,” said Harry.
“Good.” Blaise hummed. “And get used to it, Potter. We Slytherins are an earthy bunch.”
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Continued in Socialising (LJ/IJ/DW).
Author:
alisanneRating: PG
Pairing/Characters: Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ginny Weasley/Blaise Zabini.
Word Count: 640
Warnings: None.
A/N: Written for
slythindor100/slythindor100's prompt # 3: owl flying, and for dracoharry100/dracoharry100's Christmas Challenge prompt: Ice castle. Part 3 of Christmas Crush (LJ/IJ/DW).Beta(s): None, poke me if you spot anything.
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
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Advice
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“Where have you brought me?” Harry asked, glancing around. “This place looks like a bloody ice castle.”
Hermione smiled. “I take it you haven’t seen Ginny’s new house since she got married?”
“Er, no.” Harry shook his head as they approached the door. “When would I have had an opportunity to do that?”
Before they got to the door, it was opened, and a house-elf looked up at them. “How can I helps you?”
Hermione coughed. “We’re here to visit Mrs Z—”
“Ohhh!” The elf took a step back. “Visitors!” Turning around, the elf cried out, “Mistress! Visitors!”
A distant door banged and they heard footsteps hurrying towards them. Ginny came around a corner, her eyes lighting up when she saw them. “Hermione? Harry? Merlin, it’s great to see you!”
“Hey, Ginny,” said Harry, staggering as she threw herself at him, hugging him fiercely. “Good to see you—”
“You, too!” After hugging Hermione, Ginny drew them both inside, down a hallway, and finally into a drawing room with a view of a winter garden. “I was just doing some painting.”
Looking around, Harry saw painting supplies and canvases. “Oh, Ginny, this is good,” said Hermione, inspecting a lifelike oil painting of an owl. “Really good!”
“It’s my Christmas gift for Mum,” said Ginny, throwing a cover over it. “Don’t tell her about it, all right?”
“We won’t,” promised Hermione.
“So, what brings you two here?” Ginny asked. “And would you like some tea?
“Sure.” Hermione cleared her throat. “And…we’re here because Harry needs a favour.”
Over tea, Harry told Ginny about the conversation he’d overheard between Malfoy and Parkinson. When she didn’t seem surprised either, he crossed his arms across his chest and glared at her. “…and clearly you knew, too!”
Ginny exchanged an amused look with Hermione. “Harry, honestly, you were the only one who didn’t.”
“Fine,” he grumbled as they both chuckled. “Well, now that I do know, I’m trying to decide what to do about it.”
“There’s not much to decide,” said Ginny. “If you fancy him, ask him out, if you don’t, ignore it.”
Harry shook his head. “It’s not that simple. He’s so…complicated. I can’t just walk up to him and randomly ask him out for drinks!”
Ginny raised an eyebrow. “Why not?”
“Is that how you ended up with Blaise?” Hermione asked.
Slowly, Ginny smiled. “No. I had to play a bit hard to get with him. I flirted, then when he seemed interested, I asked Theo Nott out. It drove him mad, and within a few days he asked me on a date. The rest is history.”
Harry gave her a flat look. “I’m not asking Theo Nott out.”
Ginny laughed. “Good, since he’s dating Millicent Bulstrode and she would not hesitate to hex you.”
“You’re not helping.” Harry groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose to stave off his headache. “I can’t just walk up to Malfoy and say, “I hear you fancy me. Wanna go out?’”
Ginny shrugged. “I don’t see why not. Either that or you can just proposition him and see if you can get a shag out of it.”
Harry huffed. “If you’re not going to take my problem seriously—”
“That’s not a bad suggestion, actually,” drawled a new voice, and they all turned to see Blaise at the door. “Draco would probably respond to that.”
“Blaise!” Beaming, Ginny stood up, kissing him once he walked over to her. “I take it you heard all that?”
“Of course.” Blaise smirked down at Harry. “And I’m not joking, Potter. I suspect you’d be surprised at how receptive Draco would be to a sexual proposition from you.”
Ginny giggled at the expression on Harry’s face. “I think we may have broken him, Blaise.”
“I’m fine,” said Harry.
“Good.” Blaise hummed. “And get used to it, Potter. We Slytherins are an earthy bunch.”
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Continued in Socialising (LJ/IJ/DW).
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