trick or treat 👻
Trick or Treat Trash! A snippet from the dead WIPs file. I think I binned it because I felt the joke was cheap or done before?
With another flick Ginny set the cookie sheet on the rack. “Finally. I don’t know about you, Harry, but I’m exhausted. I know they need to cool a bit before we… um…oh. Oh no.” Ginny stared at the tray, a horrified expression on her face. Concerned, Harry peeked over her shoulder. He squinted at the biscuits. “Uh… I don’t think…” “Right. I’m not sure…Harry? Uh… do those look like…?” “Um…. well, yeah…. They sort of look like…” “Oh.” Ginny’s hand flew up to cover her mouth. “Oh no. Dean's going to - they were supposed to be paintbrushes!” she hissed. Harry wasn’t sure he was going to be able to hold it in. His shoulders were shaking from the effort. “Well, you know, heat makes the dough spread out and….“ Harry trailed off, pressing his lips together in a vain effort to keep his amusement internal. “Harry!” Ginny snorted, also trying not to laugh. “I can’t give those- “ “Oh, sure you can,” Harry interjected. “It’s Valentine’s Day!” “I mean, what bloke doesn’t want his girlfriend to give him a dozen biscuits shaped like- “ Ginny slapped her other hand over his mouth, “Don’t say it. Don’t say it out loud.”
