Author's Note: So, this is an old piece - first piece of fiction ever that
was original published under my old name. So, presented her for your
amusement is the totally reformatted version of Dreams, the comedic,
slightly AU, totally whacked out story of Harry, Ginny, Hermione, and Ron,
based on somewhat Goblet storyverse, but totally screwy at the same time.
Enjoy and please read and review!!
Disclaimer: If these characters belonged to me, I probably wouldn't relish in my $9.00 an hour job. But I don't, so I'm forced to relish in it.
Chapter 1: I Never Thought
The wind blew through the 6th year girl's dormitory. Ginny Weasley pulled her cloak around her and made a beeline for the open window. At 16, she was 5'6", and very slender. Her mother envied her small body, as did the rest of girls in her year.
"I hate living in a tower," Ginny thought, as she pulled the window closed. Which one of the girls would be dumb enough to leave the window open? She looked around and spotted a large familiar snowy owl curled up in her pillow. "Harry--" she sighed. Always one for dramatics, her boyfriend couldn't just simply walk to her dormitory to talk to her. Instead, he sent his owl to fly the note 10 ft to the left of his window.
Shaking her head, Ginny untied the note from Hedwig's leg, patted her lightly on the head and sunk into her four post bed to read the latest addition to her absolutely immense collection of love letters from Harry. Hedwig perched lightly on her shoulder, knowing that as soon as Ginny was done with the note, she would be walked back to her rightful home.
Dearest Ginny,
I have been thinking of you since we left dinner tonight and can't concentrate on my potions. The image of you enduring smile keeps appearing in my mind, your bright emerald eyes flashing love towards me and sending shivers down my back. I'm not completely sure why I needed to write to you. Actually, I am sure. I need to see you and talk to you about something. Please come see me as soon as you find this letter.
Yours,
Harry
Ginny shook her head fretfully, and carefully lifted her frame from the bed so as not to disturb Hedwig. She walked to door, out into Gryffindor Tower, around the corner and knocked lightly on Harry's door. There was no answer from inside, so Ginny let herself in. She stepped gracefully, and curled onto Harry's bed.
Picking up his Charms notebook, she outlined the words Harry Potter with her slender fingers. Ginny picked up a quill from his bedside table, turned to a blank page and scrawled on it-Ginny Potter-Virginia Potter- Virginia Ann Potter-She smiled in spite of herself.
Suddenly, the door of the 7th year boys' dormitory squeaked open. Ginny slammed the notebook shut and turned to the entering person.
"Hi honey," she squeaked.
"Virginia Ann Weasley, what were you doing?" Ginny's boyfriend Harry's eyes sparkled with mischief as he scrambled over to his bed.
"Nothing. Just perusing your Charms notes," she answered innocently.
"Uh huh." Harry slid his hand to her waist and began to tickle her. She shrieked with laughter and tried to roll away. Harry grabbed her tightly and pulled her to him. He may have been her height, but years as a Quidditch Seeker had given him a sculpted chest and arms.
"I'll deal with you in a moment, but right now I need to tell you something that I never pictured myself saying to anyone." Ginny rolled into Harry's arms and stared into his eyes. The emerald of his eyes seemed magnified by the gathering tears. She stroked his hair, waiting.
Harry inhaled deeply. "Ginny, I - - I love you."
*~*~*
Ginny looked wide-eyed at Harry, but was silent. The tears that had been welling up in his eyes now fell, hitting her now recoiled hands. He pulled himself away but was stopped short by Ginny's grasp.
Ginny just looked at him for a while, taking in everything about him. How his hair never stayed where she put it. How his smile was always inline for something mischievous. How his eyes flooded her with the feeling of a pure emotion that she had felt since her 2nd year here at Hogwarts. Her pause was not from apprehension, but from pure ecstasy. The man she had loved for so long finally loved her back!
"I knew you didn't feel the same way about me," Harry sighed. He picked himself up so fast that Ginny couldn't hold him there. "My stupid mind, always leading me into these situations. It's so - - " He started to the door.
"Harry James Potter, I have loved you since the day I met you!" Ginny yelled. She pushed herself up with a start, poised as only a Weasley could be. "I have toiled for you since second year, yearning for the day when I could tell you that. And if that day never came, I would hold it to myself for the rest of my life. You sit there and think I don't, or even can't, return your feelings? That is the biggest bunch of bullshit I have ever heard!"
Harry was visibly startled. He had never heard Ginny yell like this, much less swear. He had no idea she had ever felt this way about him. He said nothing, but walked to his trunk, frantically pushing things aside. He found what he was looking for and turned back to Ginny. The tears from his eyes were streaming now as he walked closer to this beautiful girl whom he loved.
"Sirius gave this to me. He said he had been there when my father picked it out. The night my parents died, Sirius rushed into the house to retrieve what he thought my parents would want me to have and found this laying on my mum's neck. He grabbed it and just gave it to me last year. Told me to use it to remember my parents and to give it to someone I loved when I was ready. I want you to have it."
Harry held out a box towards Ginny. She took it from him and was stunned by what she saw inside. The deep stone shone like the moon, mounted in shining white gold. But not only did the beauty blow her away, but the aura of power that came from it was staggering.
"I know this sounds mean, but what's it do?" Ginny asked, looking at Harry.
Harry grinned sheepishly. "Can't put anything past you can I? Put it on and I'll show you how to use it." He fastened the clasp behind her neck, letting his fingers linger on her bare skin for a few moments. "Touch the stone. You feel the strong pull coming from it? With it, you can tell how far away you are from the person that gave it to you."
Tears welled in Ginny's eyes as she pulled Harry forward into a deep passionate kiss.
Disclaimer: If these characters belonged to me, I probably wouldn't relish in my $9.00 an hour job. But I don't, so I'm forced to relish in it.
Chapter 1: I Never Thought
The wind blew through the 6th year girl's dormitory. Ginny Weasley pulled her cloak around her and made a beeline for the open window. At 16, she was 5'6", and very slender. Her mother envied her small body, as did the rest of girls in her year.
"I hate living in a tower," Ginny thought, as she pulled the window closed. Which one of the girls would be dumb enough to leave the window open? She looked around and spotted a large familiar snowy owl curled up in her pillow. "Harry--" she sighed. Always one for dramatics, her boyfriend couldn't just simply walk to her dormitory to talk to her. Instead, he sent his owl to fly the note 10 ft to the left of his window.
Shaking her head, Ginny untied the note from Hedwig's leg, patted her lightly on the head and sunk into her four post bed to read the latest addition to her absolutely immense collection of love letters from Harry. Hedwig perched lightly on her shoulder, knowing that as soon as Ginny was done with the note, she would be walked back to her rightful home.
Dearest Ginny,
I have been thinking of you since we left dinner tonight and can't concentrate on my potions. The image of you enduring smile keeps appearing in my mind, your bright emerald eyes flashing love towards me and sending shivers down my back. I'm not completely sure why I needed to write to you. Actually, I am sure. I need to see you and talk to you about something. Please come see me as soon as you find this letter.
Yours,
Harry
Ginny shook her head fretfully, and carefully lifted her frame from the bed so as not to disturb Hedwig. She walked to door, out into Gryffindor Tower, around the corner and knocked lightly on Harry's door. There was no answer from inside, so Ginny let herself in. She stepped gracefully, and curled onto Harry's bed.
Picking up his Charms notebook, she outlined the words Harry Potter with her slender fingers. Ginny picked up a quill from his bedside table, turned to a blank page and scrawled on it-Ginny Potter-Virginia Potter- Virginia Ann Potter-She smiled in spite of herself.
Suddenly, the door of the 7th year boys' dormitory squeaked open. Ginny slammed the notebook shut and turned to the entering person.
"Hi honey," she squeaked.
"Virginia Ann Weasley, what were you doing?" Ginny's boyfriend Harry's eyes sparkled with mischief as he scrambled over to his bed.
"Nothing. Just perusing your Charms notes," she answered innocently.
"Uh huh." Harry slid his hand to her waist and began to tickle her. She shrieked with laughter and tried to roll away. Harry grabbed her tightly and pulled her to him. He may have been her height, but years as a Quidditch Seeker had given him a sculpted chest and arms.
"I'll deal with you in a moment, but right now I need to tell you something that I never pictured myself saying to anyone." Ginny rolled into Harry's arms and stared into his eyes. The emerald of his eyes seemed magnified by the gathering tears. She stroked his hair, waiting.
Harry inhaled deeply. "Ginny, I - - I love you."
*~*~*
Ginny looked wide-eyed at Harry, but was silent. The tears that had been welling up in his eyes now fell, hitting her now recoiled hands. He pulled himself away but was stopped short by Ginny's grasp.
Ginny just looked at him for a while, taking in everything about him. How his hair never stayed where she put it. How his smile was always inline for something mischievous. How his eyes flooded her with the feeling of a pure emotion that she had felt since her 2nd year here at Hogwarts. Her pause was not from apprehension, but from pure ecstasy. The man she had loved for so long finally loved her back!
"I knew you didn't feel the same way about me," Harry sighed. He picked himself up so fast that Ginny couldn't hold him there. "My stupid mind, always leading me into these situations. It's so - - " He started to the door.
"Harry James Potter, I have loved you since the day I met you!" Ginny yelled. She pushed herself up with a start, poised as only a Weasley could be. "I have toiled for you since second year, yearning for the day when I could tell you that. And if that day never came, I would hold it to myself for the rest of my life. You sit there and think I don't, or even can't, return your feelings? That is the biggest bunch of bullshit I have ever heard!"
Harry was visibly startled. He had never heard Ginny yell like this, much less swear. He had no idea she had ever felt this way about him. He said nothing, but walked to his trunk, frantically pushing things aside. He found what he was looking for and turned back to Ginny. The tears from his eyes were streaming now as he walked closer to this beautiful girl whom he loved.
"Sirius gave this to me. He said he had been there when my father picked it out. The night my parents died, Sirius rushed into the house to retrieve what he thought my parents would want me to have and found this laying on my mum's neck. He grabbed it and just gave it to me last year. Told me to use it to remember my parents and to give it to someone I loved when I was ready. I want you to have it."
Harry held out a box towards Ginny. She took it from him and was stunned by what she saw inside. The deep stone shone like the moon, mounted in shining white gold. But not only did the beauty blow her away, but the aura of power that came from it was staggering.
"I know this sounds mean, but what's it do?" Ginny asked, looking at Harry.
Harry grinned sheepishly. "Can't put anything past you can I? Put it on and I'll show you how to use it." He fastened the clasp behind her neck, letting his fingers linger on her bare skin for a few moments. "Touch the stone. You feel the strong pull coming from it? With it, you can tell how far away you are from the person that gave it to you."
Tears welled in Ginny's eyes as she pulled Harry forward into a deep passionate kiss.