Sorry. D;
[[Andy and I have to say sorry.
Sorry JJ for being so mean to you and for saying I don't want to talk to you anymore. ]]
Sorry Ry for ignoring you and for pushing you and for using you.
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Sorry. D;
[[Andy and I have to say sorry.
Sorry JJ for being so mean to you and for saying I don't want to talk to you anymore. ]]
Sorry Ry for ignoring you and for pushing you and for using you.
I Need Help || Ginny & Sirius
It was the first day back from winter break, a time when students were pulling out their parchment and quills and working on the first bit of homework for the term. Ginny Prewett could not bring herself to care about McGonagall's latest transfiguration essay nor any other work the teachers had piled on. Her disinterest in school was a growing trend since she came to Hogwarts last September to begin her sixth year. She had begged her mom not to send her back to school but was quickly rebuffed. As the war outside increased in volatility preparing for N.E.W.T.s just seemed frivolous. She was a good dueler and found sitting behind the stone walls frustrating. Fighting against those working for You-Know-Who. That's what she should be doing, not studying charms.
Freckles reflected off of the window her forehead was pressed to as she sat huddled in the corner of the Gryffindor common room, meditating on a conversation she had overheard before returning from break.The Order of the Phoenix had held an impromptu meeting at her modest house. Of course Ginny was not allowed to attend. Instead she was promptly sent to her room and a charm placed on the door to prevent her from listening in. But a door and an imperturbable charm were not going to stop her. She'd managed to crack open the window and scale down the drainpipe, a familiar feat, before everyone had even settled themselves. Scrunched underneath the living room window she waited for them to begin. It did not take long for her to regret her decision to eavesdrop.
Staring out at the snow covered terrain she could just see the lights from Hogsmeade. The view, normally pleasant, now made her feel nauseous. She had to find a way to the village tomorrow night. Biting down hard on her lip her mind raced through the possible options. She was not sure how long she had been sitting there when an explosion pulled her out of her thoughts. Looking towards the source of the noise she saw four boys sitting in front of the fireplace playing a game of Exploding Snap.
Eyes locked on them, an idea began to form in her mind. The Maruaders knew how to get in and out of the castle. It was evident by the frequent cases of Firewhisky they would supply for parties and other banned items they brought back to the tower. They also had a penchant for breaking the rules. Maybe one of them would help her out, but who to ask? James was the obvious choice. The other boys she was friendly acquaintances with but the messy-haired boy was a fellow teammate. However, he had recently tried to curb some of his troublemaking due to his relationship with Lily. Her gaze switched to Sirius. There was her answer. If any of the group would help her it would be him.
Pulling herself up off the window seat she straightened out her clothes and made her way over to the comfy couches. Hesitantly she stepped behind the group and cleared her throat. Scanning the faces looking at her shook her but she had to continue. She focused her gaze on her intended target and asked, "Um, could I talk to you for a moment?" Her voice was meeker than usual, "In private?"
Whistle [[Flo Rida.]]
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby Let me know Girl I'm gonna show you how to do it And we start real slow You just put your lips together And you come real close Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby Here we go.
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Klaus sat at the bar an annoyed expression painted upon his cold face, "I'm not in the mood for any type of inconvenience today, love."