The Woes of a Younger Sister
by Love4aseeker
Disclaimer: I do not in anyway own anything that has to do with Harry Potter or anything associated with it.
I can't believe it. I just can't believe it. It's been two weeks since the bloody
Chosen One defeated Voldemort and we still haven't heard from him! Two bloody
weeks! Voldemort's gone and the only casualty we've suffered was Professor
Dumbledore in my fifth year. I mean come on! Harry knows my mum, how could he
think that she wouldn't want to have a party afterwards! If he doesn't show up in
ten minutes, I swear I'll hunt him down and feed him to the gnomes! And that
wouldn't be an easy death, let me tell you. "Ginny, you haven't heard from 'Mione
today have you?" Ron asked me, with a slightly foolish grin on his face, no I take
that back, an incredibly foolish grin on his face. "Oh, yeah, sorry Ron," I replied
with a pitying look on my face. "Sorry? Why are you sorry?" He asked me his
incredibly foolish grin sliding right off his face. "Well, she was yelling something
about a bloody fool and wouldn't even notice an advance if him bit him on the
nose, and then I asked her where she was going and she said she was going to go
riding off into the sunset with Viktor Krum," I told him. God, I'm such a great liar!
"Vicky. Hermione and Vicky. Not again!" He exclaimed with an angry look towards
Hermione's cot. With that he stormed off mumbling, and I had to run after him and
tell him that she was in the garden and had no intention of running off with Viktor,
before he apparated off to Bulgaria and beat poor Viktor's face to a bloody pulp.
Oh, the woes of a younger sister. I guess I'm doomed forever to straighten ou the
lies I tell to my siblings because my bloody ex-boyfriend-who-lived hasn't shown
his bloody face to the wizarding world in two bloody weeks! I swear, men will be
the death of me.
Okay, one minute before I pop into his nice little house and feed him to the
gnomes! Hmmm, maybe I should feed him to my brothers instead? Now, that'd be a
laugh! I can see it now, Fred and George would force their newest tricks down his
throat, and they've come up with some great tricks in the last two weeks! Or
maybe I could get Charlie to threaten to fly him to Romania and have him fight a
dragon! Hmmm, no, then I'd have the Ministry of Magic, Witch Weekly, the Daily
Prophet, and the Quibbler after my head because my brother's dragon ate the
bloody Boy-Who-Lived-but-Doesn't-Visit! No, I think I'll stick to the gnomes. Oh,
Look! It's been ten minutes! I guess It's time to feed the gnomes! "Hey," An oddly
familiar voice said. My breath caught in my throat. Okay, so maybe one of the
reasons I was so angry was kind of selfish, but come on, I'm a teenager! "Hey," I
replied, oh so cooly,"So nice of you to join us." "Listen, Ginny, I'm sorry," the Boy-
Who-Finally-Decided-to-Bless-Us-With-His-Presence said. "Damn right your sorry.
You know, Harry, you worried me, I mean mum, sick," I said with so much anger I
didn't even blush when I said he worried me sick. "Damn, Ginny, I'm sorry. I'm a
bloody idiot. Do you want to know why it took me so long to show up?" He asked me.
God, he sure does ask stupid questions. "Okay, Mr. Bloody Potter why'd it take you
so long?" I asked, feeling around for my wand. "I was worried. I was worried that
you all would see me as a murderer, that you all wouldn't want to see me after
everything I've done, and most of all, I was worried that you, wouldn't want me
back," Harry confessed with so much pain in his voice that I dropped my wand and
my gnome plan. "Harry! How could you think that we'd think you were a murderer?
After defeating Voldemort and his death eaters, after saving the Wizarding
World? And as for me, have you lost your mind?" I answered him with a disbelieving
expression. "Damn it, Ginny, don't you see? I'm a murderer! I killed human beings!"
He exclaimed, collapsing onto the floor. "Harry! You're not a murderer! You killed
human beings, Ron killed human beings, I killed human beings, almost everyone on
the Light side killed human beings! Sure, we'll have a few nightmares, but we'll live
through it! We'll survive and so will you!" I told him, sitting down next to him. "God,
Ginny, you're right. I just wish that I could take it back," He sighed. "Harry! You
can't take it back! You saved the Wizarding World!" I exclaimed in disbelief. "No,
not that. I wish I could take back breaking up with you," He said in such a low
voice, I had to strain to hear him. "Oh," I said breathily,"well, we could pretend it
never happened, if that's what you want." "That'd be good, I think," He said in a
cunning voice before leaning in to kiss me. "You know, Harry, I was never really
going to feed you to the gnomes," I told him. "You were going to feed me to the
gnomes?" He asked me in disbelief. "No, silly," I assured him.