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Author: passionflower89 Story: Girls Together are a Dangerous Thing Rating: Teens Setting: Pre-HBP Status: Completed Reviews: 27 Words: 7,402
A/N Just a quick note, this chapter takes place prior to the sleepover to give you guys a little insight into exactly how Ginny got those boxers… enjoy! ********* Unbeknownst to the male population of Gryffindor house the girls agreed that there would be a long awaited slumber party tomorrow night. Currently, swarms of Gryffindor girls had settled within the seventh year girls' dormitory, and were whispering excitedly to each other. "Listen up," Parvati's voice, firm and assertive, broke through the ranks, stopping the whispers immediately. Ginny stopped talking and turned to look at Hermione, who, it seemed, was thoroughly engrossed within a book. She was apparently very determined to continue with her work through the meeting. However, with almost half of the house in her dormitory, it wasn't really going to be successful. Ginny smirked when Hermione sighed, placed the book aside and moved to sit next to her. Ginny looked at her meaningfully. Catching her gaze, Hermione sighed and shrugged. "If you can't beat them, join them." She laughed outright before snapping her attention back to Parvati. "Right girls," Parvati began, an edge of anticipation tingeing her voice, "as you all know, tomorrow night is the first sleepover of the term." She stopped in a pause for effect. Ginny saw through the corner of her eyes Hermione's smirk at the gravity Parvati placed in her words. "She takes this seriously, but anything else? You'd think this was a high profile event been planned for months," Hermione whispered through her teeth. Ginny snorted but stopped immediately as Parvati sent them both a death glare. "Tonight we will be choosing those who will need to complete tasks prior to this event in order to create a night that will be truly memorable. So without further ado, Lavender, if you please?" At her words Lavender rushed forward, her short cropped blonde hair falling over her face. Standing up straight, she presented a large box. "Choose, if you will, one single name, and this will be the one person with a little extra work to do today." Lavender slowly placed her hand in the box and pulled out a small piece of folded parchment. The tension within the room was undeniably high as each girl drew her breath. Ginny leaned out to grab Hermione's arm. In return, Hermione squealed softly and shot a look at Ginny that clearly told her that she was being ridiculous. "Ginny Weasley." As Lavender read out the name, every head turned to look at Ginny. Ginny's heart flip-flopped and her face turned a beetroot red. "Hermione!" she whispered in shock, looking towards her friend. Ginny was taken aback to see that Hermione was no longer scoffing but smiling faintly. Ginny frowned before turning her head towards Parvati. No, no, no! Ginny's palms began to sweat as she looked at the grin that had covered Parvati's face. She cursed. "You, Ginevra," she said, smiling, "have been chosen." Parvati stopped her words dramatically and beside her, Ginny heard Hermione choke and break into muffled giggles. Idiot, she thought before glancing at Hermione and giving her the scariest glare she could muster. Hermione bit her lip at the look but said nothing. "Well, Ginny, first things first. Name your crush." Ginny had the courage to look affronted before speaking loudly and in as clear a voice as she could. "I don't have a crush at the moment." However, the words spilled out of her mouth in a jumble of words, causing her to once again blush furiously and close her eyes at her stupidity. Now they would all know she had been lying. Lavender moved forward before giving her a withering look and folding her arms across her chest and sighed. "You have to tell us." "All right, all right!" Ginny was getting rather irritated with this whole affair and bringing a hand roughly through her hair, she said the name defiantly, making sure that she did not under any circumstances look at Hermione. "Harry Potter." There was a collective gasp around the room and numerous hordes of girls sitting on the floor sighed and stared, giggling. Ginny clenched her fists and frowned, determined not to respond to the knowing smile that Hermione was giving her. Parvati did not look surprised but shot a quick smile towards Lavender. "Ok then, Ginny. Your task is to go to the seventh year boys' dormitory and find in his trunk the most embarrassing piece of underwear he owns. At her words, Ginny's eyes widened in horror and a number of girls around her laughed. "When?" she said loudly, determined not to let the wave of embarrassment overcome her. Parvati looked at her watch. "It's only ten o'clock, so you'll have to wait a couple of hours until they go to bed." Ginny nodded slowly and crossed her arms defiantly. Parvati smiled lightly. "Ok, everyone we can see how little Ginny fares tomorrow night." Ginny glared at Parvati. With slight groans, the girls disappeared one by one. Ginny stood and left the room before Hermione could question her. ********* It was nearly three o'clock in the morning when Ginny crept out of her room and down the staircase. She was tiptoeing and trying very hard not to think about the fact that she would, in a few minutes, be holding Harry's underwear. As she reached the door to their room, she froze. Her heart was beating hard against her chest and her breath was ragged. Slowly, after taking a deep breath, she reached forward and grasped the door handle. Her fingers clenched the knob and twisted it slowly. Luckily, it made no noise and she entered the room without alerting any of the boys. Wiping her brow, she took out her wand. "Lumos." The whispered spell lightened the tip of her wand and she shut her eyes at the sudden bright light. She stuffed the tip under her jumper, causing it to glow with a dim light. Ginny looked about the room for signs that the light had awoken anyone. As she looked around she realized with a lurch in her stomach that all five boys slept with their curtains shut and there really was no way in telling who slept where. Ginny shut her eyes, whispering a few choice words that Mrs. Weasley surely would not have approved of. She tiptoed to the first bed on her right. She peered through the gap and had to resist the huge urge to burst out laughing. There, looking very peaceful, was Neville Longbottom sleeping in baby blue pyjamas and clutching to his chest was a small brown teddy bear. She sighed and almost "Awwwed" at the cuteness of the situation. Chuckling slightly, she turned and moved to the next bed; however, she felt no need to look through these curtains. From just outside she could hear the faint sound of a snore that undoubtedly came from her brother Ron. She moved as quietly as possible towards the next bed. But she never made it. She had suddenly flown forward and landed on the floor in a heap. "Damn boys," she whispered menacingly, "such messy buggers." Picking herself up and kicking the heap of clothes that had so cause her to trip so ungracefully. Finally, she moved forward to the third bed. Peeking in through the curtains, her eyes widened and she froze. There on the bed was Harry Potter. Without the covers. They were tossed messily to the side. He lay clad in a pair of black boxer shorts. Only a pair of black boxer shorts! Her eyes flickered to gaze at his chest. She was transfixed. She knew that he, with Ron, had been training for the fight with Voldemort for months- ever since that day in the ministry in her fourth year, but she had no idea that this was the result. "Oh Merlin…" She whispered hoarsely. She stood there for several minutes staring at Harry before a particularly loud snore from Ron brought her to her senses. What if he woke up? Woke up to see me standing over him, staring at his body with a disgustingly goofy grin of my face. Shuddering at the thought, she peered one last time at him before shutting the curtains and moving stealthily towards his trunk; bending down to her knees and clipping open the bonds, she shone her wand directly into the trunk. Her nose wrinkled at the contents and it took her nearly all of ten minutes to find it, but as her eyes rested onto them, her face broke out into a terribly wicked grin. Now that she had what she had come for, she turned to leave but had to fight a large urge to go and take another look at Harry through the curtains. Restraining herself to her best ability, she turned and all but ran from the room. Once outside, she sighed and let out a quiet giggle. She closed her eyes and immediately thought of Harry. In bed. In those boxer shorts. Oh, that body! Opening her eyes, she smiled to herself. No Ginny, bad thoughts! She turned her thoughts instead to the garment in her hands. The corridor was faintly lit and she could now see the purpose of her mission more clearly. Her eyes wandered to the pink colour of the boxers. Maybe tomorrow night wouldn't be so bad, after all. ********* AN- what do you think? I think there will probably be two or three more chapters, definitely one with that lovely kiss from Hermione's point of view… Thanks to Katie, my beta! One more thing, please review!!
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