The Shoreline

[Ginny Weasly]

She looked up at him. "Thought you'd say that." Her voice is quiet and she looks at the lake again.

[Zack]

He raised his aching head and again, watched her with a blank stare.
"I bet. I'm quite predictable."
He sat up fully then, running a hand through his wet hair, ignoring the constant throb 'echoing' in his skull.
"I think you would agree, though. There's always something that hasn't happened yet. Always something we don't want to happen. And no matter how much we try to avoid things, they still come to bash us sideways."

[Ginny Weasly]

She nodded. "I know."

[Zack]

Talking about bashing things, he thought groggily, what hit my head so hard?
Unknowing of the answer to this question, he simply sat there, unmoving.
"Domino effect." He said quietly, not knowing the purpose, but his thoughts reaching his lips before his admittance.

[Ginny Weasly]

She looks at him, realizing how his head must hurt for him to make that face. She pulls a pouch off her waist, and upon pulling out a cookie hands it to him. "Eat it." (g2g)

[Zack]

He eyed the cookie, then a bit eagerly, took it and ate it so quickly, one might have thought he'd inhaled it whole. Well, pretty close. Moments later, the throbbing began to wear off, and he grinned.
"Thanks, Ginny. Whatever that was, it's working. Best place to put medicines, in cookies. Yes'm, they'll be acting to sick to get them some day."


(See ya later)

[Ginny Weasly]

She grinned back. "I know, but the potion only works if you need it. Otherwise, it's just a cookie."

[Zack]

"And that's why they'll want them."
He laughed.
"What a teasing recipe. You and your Mum ca definately cook."
He was very fond of Mrs Weasly [and her cooking]. When he visited, she was always very kind to him. He figured all the Weasleys were an uncommon group of great people. There weren't many families like that anymore.

[Ginny Weasly]

She nodded listening to his thoughts quiet unashamedly. "I wish my family was always like we are when company's around." She smiled at Zack.

[Zack]

It had become a second nature that when he was around old friends and such, he would let his guard down a few slips, so he wasn't bothered, or even really noticing that Ginny was answering to his thoughts, not his spoken words.
"Yes'm. Still kind folks, though. The people I used to live with, were idiots all around."
He chuckled slightly, and ran a hand through his hair, though quite un-amused of the people he's brought up.

[Ginny Weasly]

She nodded, not wanting to pry.

[Zack]

"Ginny, you're too innocent."
He laughed, and stood, rolling his shoulders. He still had a ghostly look about him, but that didn't matter to him now. He was beyond the point of caring about that.
"Got anymore cookies on you?"
He grinned.

[Ginny Weasly]

"Zack I have five thousand of them in this bag. "She held up the pouch before taking one out.

[Zack]

He continued to grin mischievously, as he gratefully took the cookie and ate it.
"Delicious." He said, laughing.

[Ginny Weasly]

She smiled. "Good."