Disclaimer: None of the characters and so on are mine.
Author's note: Reviews are really appreciated. Note that English is not my mother tongue so don't be to hard on me, regarding grammar or spelling and so on.
Chapter one: SAD ENDINGS
The train began to buckle in a bend that went trough a tunnel. The dark and rainy afternoon changed into black. Harry felt his neighbour slip at his side. Her head resting at is shoulder. The closeness and warmth felt good. After a short time his arm was slightly crushed at the sudden weight. Not wanting to loose contact or disturb anybody he careful moved his arm and put it around the tiny feature now sprawled across his chest and rested his hand on her hip.
They reached daylight again although in regard of the heavy clouds it didn't make much difference. Harry watched Hermione and Ron sitting opposite, for once not bickering over something, because they were sound asleep. He wondered who won the game of chess Hermione had taken over after Ron's 5th hundred time complaining that Harry wasn't paying attention at all. Guessing at a look at the chess figures, they didn't.
'No wonder' he thought suddenly recognising 'they are tired, had a hard time - all of them not just me. How could he forget. He wasn't the only one. They have been hurt too and were grieving. They knew him as well. For sure he was HIS godfather, but everything he felt they did too and the other way round. Otherwise why should he know that the to of them were falling deeply in love. Okay everyone saw that they had a crush, but he knew and felt that it was much more. Maybe that's the point why it's so hard for them to admit.'
The weight on his chest shifted slightly. One of her arms lifted and was placed lazily around him. He looked down at the mass of burning red hair and felt the heaving of her chest in unisono with his own breathing. He laid down his head on Ginny's and closed his eyes. Who would have thought. He didn't just have two intimate friends but three. Over the last year he got used to having Ginny around. Not just Ron's crushing and blushing little sister. A smart girl, talkative to be said at least. Never keeping her opinion to herself. With a hint of the twins in the sparkle of her eyes and the pranks she came up with, also the caring, headstrong and brave like Ron. And there were more, speaking of all DA's. It was nice and quiet. Harry smirked a the thought of Malfoy and his gorillas, cursed to one big heap. With that Harry drifted to sleep - smiling.
For the third time the train jerked and this time Harry wasn't at all pleased. For once he had been sleeping quite good without annoying dreams and now all current sad facts settled in hard again. On the other hand his comforting human blanket was awakening and trying to sit up straight. Harry smiled at the imprints his shirt had left on Ginny's cheek. She stretched widely. "Mornin' Harry" she yawned "Sorry for abusing you as a pillow." "Always at your service, Miss Weasley", he smiled back.
She watched him closely whilst gaining her consciousness back. His features turned form smirking to a weak smile and which at last faded away all along. The two deep crinkles, she had seen so often, appeared between his eyes. "Don't do that!" she said in a low voice but nevertheless fiercely. "What?" he raised his eyebrows. "You look much better without that gloom and brooding!" she stated and blushed at once, recognising what she had said. He furrowed his brows even more then before.
"Don't do that! I know you suffered. I know you lost someone, someone dear. But does it help, if you torture yourself? Does it help to dwell on it? It's ok to mourn over someone, but don't blame yourself and do you really think he wants you to be so sad. Sirius would be angry with you to be that way, but not and I insist on that not to see you getting along with it and try to cope." Harry was startled not knowing what to say. It didn't matter either Ginny just got started. "He loved you and wanted nothing more to help you, to be there for you. He did want he wanted to do, and that's the way you thank him, honour him?!" "But that's the way I mourn", he hissed. Ginny's eyes turned upwards and she let out an angry groan. "Don't dare to think that I'm dumb, there's much more to it, we both know, we all know! There's no use of falling back into the past again and again. You have to carry on"
Once again stunned, Harry's mind raced. She was somehow right. Sirius would not like him to go all broody. He would like to be missed, but nothing more. That was a relief but just for short. He still felt sore and angry. He left him! His only family. So what!? Ginny saw him relaxing a little bit, just al little, but that was okay. Okay for now. She bent forwards and gave him a swift kiss. Harry felt her lips brush over his. Then she sat back and smiled. He couldn't but smile back. The train horn hooted and they slowed down arriving at Kings Cross. "Never forget: there are people who would miss you. Who regard you as family member and dearest friend" she said before everyone in the compartment woke up. Dazed from sleep they changed into muggle clothes and stumbled confused through the compartment searching for their belongings, until the train came to an abrupt halt. When they stepped onto the platform Harry saw how right Ginny was.
Author's note: Reviews are really appreciated. Note that English is not my mother tongue so don't be to hard on me, regarding grammar or spelling and so on.
Chapter one: SAD ENDINGS
The train began to buckle in a bend that went trough a tunnel. The dark and rainy afternoon changed into black. Harry felt his neighbour slip at his side. Her head resting at is shoulder. The closeness and warmth felt good. After a short time his arm was slightly crushed at the sudden weight. Not wanting to loose contact or disturb anybody he careful moved his arm and put it around the tiny feature now sprawled across his chest and rested his hand on her hip.
They reached daylight again although in regard of the heavy clouds it didn't make much difference. Harry watched Hermione and Ron sitting opposite, for once not bickering over something, because they were sound asleep. He wondered who won the game of chess Hermione had taken over after Ron's 5th hundred time complaining that Harry wasn't paying attention at all. Guessing at a look at the chess figures, they didn't.
'No wonder' he thought suddenly recognising 'they are tired, had a hard time - all of them not just me. How could he forget. He wasn't the only one. They have been hurt too and were grieving. They knew him as well. For sure he was HIS godfather, but everything he felt they did too and the other way round. Otherwise why should he know that the to of them were falling deeply in love. Okay everyone saw that they had a crush, but he knew and felt that it was much more. Maybe that's the point why it's so hard for them to admit.'
The weight on his chest shifted slightly. One of her arms lifted and was placed lazily around him. He looked down at the mass of burning red hair and felt the heaving of her chest in unisono with his own breathing. He laid down his head on Ginny's and closed his eyes. Who would have thought. He didn't just have two intimate friends but three. Over the last year he got used to having Ginny around. Not just Ron's crushing and blushing little sister. A smart girl, talkative to be said at least. Never keeping her opinion to herself. With a hint of the twins in the sparkle of her eyes and the pranks she came up with, also the caring, headstrong and brave like Ron. And there were more, speaking of all DA's. It was nice and quiet. Harry smirked a the thought of Malfoy and his gorillas, cursed to one big heap. With that Harry drifted to sleep - smiling.
For the third time the train jerked and this time Harry wasn't at all pleased. For once he had been sleeping quite good without annoying dreams and now all current sad facts settled in hard again. On the other hand his comforting human blanket was awakening and trying to sit up straight. Harry smiled at the imprints his shirt had left on Ginny's cheek. She stretched widely. "Mornin' Harry" she yawned "Sorry for abusing you as a pillow." "Always at your service, Miss Weasley", he smiled back.
She watched him closely whilst gaining her consciousness back. His features turned form smirking to a weak smile and which at last faded away all along. The two deep crinkles, she had seen so often, appeared between his eyes. "Don't do that!" she said in a low voice but nevertheless fiercely. "What?" he raised his eyebrows. "You look much better without that gloom and brooding!" she stated and blushed at once, recognising what she had said. He furrowed his brows even more then before.
"Don't do that! I know you suffered. I know you lost someone, someone dear. But does it help, if you torture yourself? Does it help to dwell on it? It's ok to mourn over someone, but don't blame yourself and do you really think he wants you to be so sad. Sirius would be angry with you to be that way, but not and I insist on that not to see you getting along with it and try to cope." Harry was startled not knowing what to say. It didn't matter either Ginny just got started. "He loved you and wanted nothing more to help you, to be there for you. He did want he wanted to do, and that's the way you thank him, honour him?!" "But that's the way I mourn", he hissed. Ginny's eyes turned upwards and she let out an angry groan. "Don't dare to think that I'm dumb, there's much more to it, we both know, we all know! There's no use of falling back into the past again and again. You have to carry on"
Once again stunned, Harry's mind raced. She was somehow right. Sirius would not like him to go all broody. He would like to be missed, but nothing more. That was a relief but just for short. He still felt sore and angry. He left him! His only family. So what!? Ginny saw him relaxing a little bit, just al little, but that was okay. Okay for now. She bent forwards and gave him a swift kiss. Harry felt her lips brush over his. Then she sat back and smiled. He couldn't but smile back. The train horn hooted and they slowed down arriving at Kings Cross. "Never forget: there are people who would miss you. Who regard you as family member and dearest friend" she said before everyone in the compartment woke up. Dazed from sleep they changed into muggle clothes and stumbled confused through the compartment searching for their belongings, until the train came to an abrupt halt. When they stepped onto the platform Harry saw how right Ginny was.