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My Interview with Ginny Weasley by Willy |
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I don't have anything against Ginny. She's pretty cool by me. Not my favorite character. Not in my Top Ten. Maybe my Top Twenty. Whatever. Enjoy. Thank you and please poop in the ocean. |
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Pictures of Ginny Weasley |
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Hey Ginny! Sorry to interrupt your quidditch practice. Your pretty good though considering you haven't been playing long. But anyways, I'm going to ask you a few questions. |
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No problem. I was actually quite surprised you wanted to talk to me. Usually it's Hermione, Ron, Fred or George, or Harry. *Sighs dramtically at Harry's name and gets a dreamy look in her eyes. Then snaps back to attention when she notices I'm staring at her weird* Oh, but thanks for interviewing me. |
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Your welcome. First I want to ask you the most obvious question. What kind of toilet paper do you use? No, just kidding. *starts laughing hysterically because, duh, my jokes rock your livers off* OK, but really. How have things been since you were abducted in your second year? |
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Here she is. Obviously incognito in muggle clothes and making sure her hair look pretty. . . PRETTY NORMAL HAHAHAHA |
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Well, I am a little more wary and aware of the power of he-who-must-not-be-named. But then again, I feel like I know him a little better. I know his malice and instinctual hatred of everything *starts grabbing robe and tearing it off with a look of a wild, rabid, animal* |
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*Moves chair as far away as possible* Umm, yes, fantastic. I'm going to ask some more personal questions now. Please, don't be offended, if you choose not to answer just say "Willy is the best" and I'll back into my back-up questions. So. . . . do you like Harry? |
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*Blushes profusely and licks lips* Well. . . erm. . . yes, yes I do. *gets over shyness rather quickly and stands up emboldened* I love him with all of my heart! My body yearns for him in ways that no man has ever made me feel! My soul calls out to him saying "Harry, please, give me your all! Give me your sacred gift and let us make love so passionate and pure that no one has ever experienced!?" *sits down and looks demurely at her nails* But I can't. He wants that snotty, know-it-all Hermione! And she gives him to googoo eyes back and I know they love each other. But then I remember, and think 'Poor Ron.' |
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One word: Hair?!?!??! Ok one more word: STYLE???!??! |
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*Decides to stand outside the door and instructs Ginny to yell so she can hear* What? Ron? Why would you think poor Ron? |
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What?! You don't know?!! Jeez, well Ron has a thing for Hermione but Hermione wants nothing to do with him. She only has a heart for Harry, and Harry only wants her. Which is why I HATE HER! WTF! SHE IS SO STUPID. *regains composure faster than the speed of light* But yes, Ron is very heartbroken. But he won't tell Harry because Harry is his best friend. And he won't tell Hermione because he is afraid of rejection, which is inevitable. |
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She looks so little! Ittsy bitsy Ginnykins! |
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Ah hah! I knew it! *Thinks hungrily of the three dollars O'Henry is going to pay her* I had that odd intuition of Harry and Hermione. But anyways, more on you. I see you had very strong feelings toward Harry. Why did you decide to express them that one Valentine's day in year two I believe, by sending him that dwarf with that poem? |
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Pffffffffffffff, what did I know then? I was 11 and started to feel those feelings toward the man I was destined to love forever. I didn't know how to let him know what I was feeling so I left it to that embarrassingly incompetent dwarf. "Eyes as green as pickled toads", what load of rubbish! |
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I wonder if this picture is like the equivalent to a senior picture or a yearbook picture for Hogwarts. . . . . . . |
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Yes, youth does come with it's great joys but then also horrible shortcomings. I am no longer young. Being almost 17, well that is practically grandma worthy. That's all the questions for now. Thank you so much for you time. |
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Your welcome. And is there any way Harry can see this article. Is there any way you can get me as a naked centerfold? I know Harry would like that. I know he would. He just would. He would love it. He would finally love me. I would be his one and only. Yes, yes, my precious. . . . . |
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I kinda like her hair here. |
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Willy chose to end the interview here because Ginny started clawing the door and screaming Harry's name while moaning and coughing like a madman, er, woman. We do thank Willy for undertaking another thrilling and dangerous mission to get a story to you, the people. |
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