Drabble...Brit...Yea...XD
WARNING: The next drabble is for eveylici0uz, and it it CHO/GINNY (Eve's idea, lol)!! But it's rated G because I feel highly uncomfortable writing fem-slash. So...it isn't anything "specific" or anything...
Someone was crying.
Ginny could hear it. It was rather loud sobs, followed by a few sniffles, and one or two hiccups.
“Er…hello?” Ginny said, slowly pushing the door in front of her open.
“Go away!” said a muffled voice from somewhere inside.
“Cho?” Ginny asked, surprised.
“Ginny?” said Cho, sounding equally as startled.
“Er…yeah,” said Ginny.
Silence.
Ginny walked forward a bit more.
“Hey,” she said softly, bending down to the huddled form on the couch. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” was the mumbled reply.
“Oh, don’t be silly!” Ginny said. “There’s obviously something wrong! What?”
“It…” Cho said thickly. “I…”
“Yes?”
“He…he…Michael dumped me!” Cho gasped out.
“Oh…”
Cho went back to sobbing.
“Oh don’t cry, Cho!” Ginny said, trying to sound cheerful. “Michael’s a git anyhow…”
The sobbing grew louder.
“I mean,” Ginny said hurriedly. “He’s never really paid attention to anyone…he just takes what he wants, and then leaves! All he thinks about is himself…”
“Th…that’s the worst part!” hiccupped Cho. “He…he told me…that…that he never loved me…and that…I was a whining…whining…”
“Well it isn’t true,” Ginny said defiantly. “You’re a wonderful girl, Cho…”
Cho smiled through her tears.
“Thanks,” she said thickly.
“No problem,” Ginny said shortly, reaching a hand out to touch Cho’s shoulder. As soon as it had made contact, Ginny was rather surprised when Cho swung out and pulled her into a tight, warm hug.
It was…comforting, actually. Ginny couldn’t explain this. She wasn’t the one hurt, she wasn’t the one who needed comforting. But still…she felt…good.
She hugged back, with all her might, and to her own surprise, she was caressing Cho’s back.
Cho gave a small gasp, and pulled back.
They stared at each other.
Ginny’s lips formed a small smile.
As did Cho’s.
Riiight...that was scary...
Do you cluck or do you roar?
this quiz was made by alanna
Well, at least I'm not that much of a chicken...
Which flock do you follow?
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Yay...*independent-ness*...
How random are you?
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BANNANAS!!!
Jolly good, wot! Anyone for tennis? That'll be ten ponies, guv. You're the epitome of everything that is english. Yey :) Hoist that Union Jack!
How British are you?
this quiz was made by alanna
That...is scary. I swear to you right now that I was honest, and I didn't go through the quiz a thousand times to get that, or anything!! Pure Brit, eh? Yessir!! LMAO
~Cyn
Someone was crying.
Ginny could hear it. It was rather loud sobs, followed by a few sniffles, and one or two hiccups.
“Er…hello?” Ginny said, slowly pushing the door in front of her open.
“Go away!” said a muffled voice from somewhere inside.
“Cho?” Ginny asked, surprised.
“Ginny?” said Cho, sounding equally as startled.
“Er…yeah,” said Ginny.
Silence.
Ginny walked forward a bit more.
“Hey,” she said softly, bending down to the huddled form on the couch. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” was the mumbled reply.
“Oh, don’t be silly!” Ginny said. “There’s obviously something wrong! What?”
“It…” Cho said thickly. “I…”
“Yes?”
“He…he…Michael dumped me!” Cho gasped out.
“Oh…”
Cho went back to sobbing.
“Oh don’t cry, Cho!” Ginny said, trying to sound cheerful. “Michael’s a git anyhow…”
The sobbing grew louder.
“I mean,” Ginny said hurriedly. “He’s never really paid attention to anyone…he just takes what he wants, and then leaves! All he thinks about is himself…”
“Th…that’s the worst part!” hiccupped Cho. “He…he told me…that…that he never loved me…and that…I was a whining…whining…”
“Well it isn’t true,” Ginny said defiantly. “You’re a wonderful girl, Cho…”
Cho smiled through her tears.
“Thanks,” she said thickly.
“No problem,” Ginny said shortly, reaching a hand out to touch Cho’s shoulder. As soon as it had made contact, Ginny was rather surprised when Cho swung out and pulled her into a tight, warm hug.
It was…comforting, actually. Ginny couldn’t explain this. She wasn’t the one hurt, she wasn’t the one who needed comforting. But still…she felt…good.
She hugged back, with all her might, and to her own surprise, she was caressing Cho’s back.
Cho gave a small gasp, and pulled back.
They stared at each other.
Ginny’s lips formed a small smile.
As did Cho’s.
Riiight...that was scary...
Do you cluck or do you roar?
this quiz was made by alanna
Well, at least I'm not that much of a chicken...
Which flock do you follow?
this quiz was made by alanna
Yay...*independent-ness*...
How random are you?
this quiz was made by alanna
BANNANAS!!!
Jolly good, wot! Anyone for tennis? That'll be ten ponies, guv. You're the epitome of everything that is english. Yey :) Hoist that Union Jack!
How British are you?
this quiz was made by alanna
That...is scary. I swear to you right now that I was honest, and I didn't go through the quiz a thousand times to get that, or anything!! Pure Brit, eh? Yessir!! LMAO
~Cyn