Easter Present.. Harry + Ginny

Happy Easter! This is just something (that took ages) that I drew. As an easter persent to all whom are watchin' me!

Just in case you can't read my horendus writing...

Ginny: Harry I'm talking to you, can you hear me?
Harry: Huh? *looks around tto see Ginny looking very windswept...* Oh Hi. How come your not at practice?
Ginny: It's over. Ron had to take Jack Sloper up to the Hospital wing.
Harry: Why?
Ginny: Well, We're not sure but we think he knocked himself out with his own bat. *She sighs* Any way this package just arrived, it's only just gone though Umbridge's new screening process.
She hoisted a box wrapped in brown paper onto the table it had clearly been unrapped and carelessly re-wrapped. There was a scribbled note across it in red ink reading: Inspected and Passed by the Hogwarts High Insquisitor.
Ginny: It's easter eggs from Mum. There's one for you.. There you go.
She handed him a hansome chocolate egg decorated with small, iced snitches and according to the packaging, containing a package of fizzing wizzbees. Harry looked at it for a moment then, to his horror, felt a lump rise in his throat.
Ginny: Are you okay, Harry?
Harry: Yeah Fine.
The lump in his throat was painful. He didn't understand why an easter egg made him feel like this.
Ginny: You seem really down lately. You know, I'm sure if you just talked to Cho..
Harry: Cho's not the one I want to talk to.
Ginny: Who is it then?
Harry: I... *He looked around to see if anyone was looking and saw that Madam Prince was a few book shelfs away, stamping out a pile of books for a frantic looking Hannah Abbott.* I wish I could talk to Sirus but I know I can't.
Ginny continued to watch him thoughtfully. More to give him something to do than because he wanted any, Harry unwrapped his egg and put a large chunk into his mouth.
Ginny: Well, *She helped herself to a bit of egg too.* If you really want to talk to Sirus, I expect we could find a way to do it.
Harry: Come on, with Umbridge poilicing the fires and reading all our mail?
Ginny: The thing about living with Fred and George, is that you sort of start thinking that anything's possible if you've got enough nerve.
Harry looked at her, perhaps it was the effect of the chocolate - Lupin had always advised eating some after encounters with dementors - or simply thayt he had spoken aloud the wish that had burning inside of him for a week, but he felt a bit more hopeful.
Madam Prince: WHAT ARE YYOU DOING!!
Ginny: Oh Damn I forgot!
Madam Prince: Chocolate in the Library! Out out out!! *Whipping out her wand, she caused Harry's books, bag and ink bottle to chase him and Ginny from the library, whacking them in the head repeatedly as they ran.



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