Ginny Weasley- Toothpaste (a)
Ginny stuck her head out of the bathroom, her hair was wrapped tightly in a freshly washed towel and her (well, your) bathrobe was tied loosely around her waist and draped loosely over one of her shoulders. A toothbrush hung out of her hand, dripping cold water onto the floor.
"Did you use all the toothpaste again?" Her head zipped back into the steamy room and the clattering of drawers opening and closing could be heard throughout the house. You followed her into the room to see her kneeling on the floor, her arm outstretched as far as she could to try and reach to the back of a cupboard.
"Somebody keeps on forgetting to buy toothpaste." She snidely remarked, still attempting to reach to the back of the cupboard. "I think I remember you dropping a tube down here a few weeks ago and being the lazy ass that you are, you just opened up a new one instead of picking this one up." With a deep sigh she gave up and pushed herself up off the floor.
"Can you just not... You know... Use magic to either get the toothpaste out or just make some toothpaste?" She rolled her eyes so deeply they almost stayed that way.
"Yeah... I'll just grab my wand, say a few magic words and the toothpaste will just magically fly into my hand?" She looked again through some of the higher drawers and cupboards, a sudden look of realisation spread across her face and her head fell into her hands.
"Well... Yeah Ginny, now that you mention it I think that you may have this whole magic thing sorted."
"Not another word y/n..."
"Would you like me to get you your wand?" She slowly nodded, her head still in her hands. Back in the bedroom, Ginny's wand rested on her bedside table, you would think that with the power it held she would keep it in a more hidden place but that discussion with her never ended in your favour. By the time you had made it to the bathroom Ginny was perched on the edge of the bath.
"You tell nobody about this!" With a simple flick of her wrist the tube of toothpaste had found its way into her hands.
"What happens if I do decide to tell people about how the powerful witch Ginny Weasley forgot that she could use magic?" You had never had the chance to feel this smug but it did not last long. Ginny's eyes shot to match yours, and she held the toothpaste upright in her hand, she did not look pleased and without batting an eyelid she squeezed the tube, sending reams of toothpaste into the air and leaving the tube as nothing but a crumpled shell.
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Written by Aaron.
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