Post by jazzyjess on Nov 27, 2011 23:54:57 GMT -8
Title: Being a Quaffle
Rating: G
Word Count: 184
Warnings:
Summary: The younger Weasleys want to play Quidditch.
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“But I don’t want to be the Quaffle,” Ginny says tearfully. “Why can’t I be a player?”
Fred and George sigh.
“Well, really, we haven’t got an actual Quaffle handy,” Fred tells her.
“And you’re the smallest one here,” George adds reasonably. “So...”
“Look,” Fred interjects, “It isn’t like we’re going to put you through any actual hoops. The smallest hole you’ll have to squeeze through is that one – ” he points to the tire swing hanging from a tree “ – and we can’t go too high into the air because of the villagers, so you don’t have to worry about breaking your neck if we miss catching you.”
A moment later, George has Ginny tucked under his arm – she’s still small enough that he can still balance his broom – and Molly Weasley is storming into the garden, plump face bright red. Ron trails behind her. When George puts Ginny on her feet, muttering under his breath to his brother who is trying to keep a straight face, Ginny runs to Ron and hides behind him.
She supposes she loves him a little bit.
Rating: G
Word Count: 184
Warnings:
Summary: The younger Weasleys want to play Quidditch.
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“But I don’t want to be the Quaffle,” Ginny says tearfully. “Why can’t I be a player?”
Fred and George sigh.
“Well, really, we haven’t got an actual Quaffle handy,” Fred tells her.
“And you’re the smallest one here,” George adds reasonably. “So...”
“Look,” Fred interjects, “It isn’t like we’re going to put you through any actual hoops. The smallest hole you’ll have to squeeze through is that one – ” he points to the tire swing hanging from a tree “ – and we can’t go too high into the air because of the villagers, so you don’t have to worry about breaking your neck if we miss catching you.”
A moment later, George has Ginny tucked under his arm – she’s still small enough that he can still balance his broom – and Molly Weasley is storming into the garden, plump face bright red. Ron trails behind her. When George puts Ginny on her feet, muttering under his breath to his brother who is trying to keep a straight face, Ginny runs to Ron and hides behind him.
She supposes she loves him a little bit.
