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really liked writing this, but I'm not too fond of the typing part, so if
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This chapter is just setting the scene so you can understand what the characters are going through emotional in later chapters.
"Ginny, I just really think that you shouldn't continue with your "relationship" with that Jared-"
"JULIAN!"
"...Bloke. Why don't you find someone from Hogwarts that you knew? Harry'd be game. You guys would make a great couple!"
"Bill, I'm warning you. You are this close..." Ginny Weasley glared at her not-so-favoured-as-he-was-five-minutes-ago brother. He was standing in front of her in the Weasley's garden, with the rest of the Weasley brothers, all except for Percy.
"Dean wouldn't mind either, Gin." Fred offered, and the glare of doom was turned on him. Ron didn't notice and added his two sickles.
"Michael Corner is a lot more mature now, you know." He unconsciously stepped back as Ginny took a small step forward, her hand reaching for her wand in her back pocket.
"Ginny, we just want you to be happy and we don't think that Julius-"
"CHARLIE!"
"Julian. We don't think he'll make you happy."
"You guys are really sweet, you know, always looking out for me." Ginny said, her face softening. Ron started to think he might survive this conversation in one piece after all. "Julian and I stopped dating last week."
There was an audible sigh as Ginny continued, "In fact, we're engaged." The smiles left her brother's faces.
"To be married, you mean?" Ron asked.
"No, you prat, they're gotten engaged to get a divorce." Fred scoffed and hit him over the head. Ron blushed and Ginny rolled her eyes before continuing.
"We're getting married and leaving. We're considering a ceremony by ourselves." It felt good to finally be releasing the pent-up anger she had since she and Julian Windsgate had started dating last year. Of course, her brothers didn't approve of him, and had done everything in their arsenals to drive him away.
"Why?" Charlie asked, obviously hurt. He didn't see anything wrong, other than Ginny marring the git, and his brothers all felt the same.
"You know Charlie, I really don't know. It might have something to do with the fact that my brothers tried to kill him when we announced we were dating. And have threatened to finish the job. REPEATEDLY. And my aforementioned brothers won't let me live my own life and trust my judgment to make choices that will make me happy in my life."
Jaws dropped. How offending! Ginny just couldn't see past this Julian bloke, they were helping!
Ginny seemed to understand their thoughts and facial expressions and threw up her hands as she turned and walked back into the house. The nerve of her brothers had gone too far this time, and she wasn't going to put up with it for one more painful minute. She smiled to herself. 'Wait until they find out about the baby.' But she needed to tell her fiancée first, they could wait. They could wait for a long time, in fact.
Julian,
I need to talk to you. Can I invade tonight? I might have some bags; the brotherly love is getting too much for me. I would offer to have you come here, but we both know how well that would go. Stupid prats. Anyway, owl me back if you can, I'll stop by around seven if you haven't owled.
Love,
Gin
Ginny,
My place does sound a bit more appealing. Hope your job appointment went well at the Ministry; we can talk about that too. I've told you before, come over any time, you know where the spare key is! I'll make dinner for us, and we can talk. Can't wait to see you.
Love,
Julian
Ginny dropped the duffel bag she had packed and slid her hand under the porch of Julian's house until she found his spare key. She unlocked the door and picked up her bag, looking for a note. Julian always left notes if there was a possibility he wouldn't make it on time. Aha! She found it and scanned the contents quickly. He had gone to get stuff from the Muggle store Tesco down the street. He would probably be back any minute now. Ginny dropped her bags off in the bedroom and crashed on the couch. Julian had a TV, since he lived in a Muggle neighborhood and didn't want to look odd, so Ginny took full advantage of the resources available and simply flipped through channels. She was interrupted by the telephone ringing from the kitchen. Ginny checked the MCID (Magical Caller ID, pronounced M- Sid, rhymes with kid). 'Berkshire Police' and 'Urgent Call'. She had better answer it. MCID made girlfriends answering the phone much easier. They only picked up the 'important' or 'urgent' calls.
Ginny picked up the phone. "Windsgate residence."
"This is the Berkshire Police and Julian Windsgate has been in a serious automobile accident with an overturned lorry. Are you a relation?" The grave voice said. Ginny's breath started coming in ragged gasps.
"Ma'am?"
"I'm Julian's fiancée." She managed to utter.
"You had better come over to the hospital quickly, then, Miss. The doctors are not sure how long he'll live."
Ginny cursed and got the name of the hospital where they had taken him, then drove there as fast as she could, praying to Merlin that the speed cameras were on a serious holiday to Antarctica. When she arrived at the hospital and got in, Julian had an IV in, and was awake. 'That's a good sign.' Ginny thought as she rushed to his bedside.
Julian smiled when he saw her. She waited for him to say something. Instead, he wrote down a few words on a notepad on his lap with a pencil. He pushed it laboriously to Ginny and she picked it up and read the words slowly. They were hard to understand, he had been writing with his left hand when he was right handed.
'The hat told me I would know when I would go. Please don't mourn, its fate. I wish I could talk but it hurts. Let me go, I'll see you when you come. Don't let it be for a while though. We'll be great friends.'
Ginny looked up, startled at two things. First, loud alarms started going off, and second, Julian's message. Julian's eyes were growing dim. Merlin the Mighty, don't let him die!
"No!" Ginny cried, a single word wrenching the heart of all the doctors and nurses in the room. They had all seen it before, and it didn't get any easier. They put him on oxygen, which seemed to help a little bit, and wheeled him down the hallway. One nurse stayed behind to explain quietly.
"His internal bleeding levels doubled and if he's going to survive, he needs surgery right now. Would you like to go out into the Waiting Room, or would you prefer a private room for a moment?"
Ginny held back the flow of tears. "I'd like a private room please. I won't need it for long."
The nurse in a cheerful blue set of scrubs lead her down a few hallways into a decently furnished room with a big box of tissues and a few one-and- a-half chairs (bigger than a chair but smaller than a loveseat, really comfortable). Ginny sank into the cushy chair and put her head in her hands. 'What hat was he talking about? The Sorting Hat! It told him that? And what did he mean, "we will be great friends"?!?!? That she wouldn't love him anymore?' Ginny realized she was crying and grabbed a tissue out of the box and wiped her eyes and nose. She got up and walked out to find the Waiting Room. She wasn't going to hide from her insecurities here. If Julian died, it would be terrible, and hard to get over. She had to prepare herself now.
As she sat down in the considerably smaller and less comfortable chair in the Waiting Room, she realized she really couldn't go back to her family. Her brothers would be...false, pretending they were sorry, pretending to understand. Her mother silently disapproved of Julian as well, because he had made a comment about 'the boring lives of stay at home mothers'. That was a bad move. Ginny smiled. It was so funny, the looks on her family's faces, fearful of a Molly Weasley explosion. It never came, but Ginny knew she had imploded. It became a wall in between them, and Ginny knew her mother wouldn't really be all too happy about Ginny having a child out of wedlock and then having the father die. Her mum would support her, of course, but the silent disapproval killed Ginny. She would have to be on her own. So when the doctor came out, and spoke with her quietly in his office, there were no tears, they were for later, just resolve. She could do her late-fiancée proud, and raise their child.
A/N-That is a bit...gloomy, and it was kind of depressing writing it, but it needed to happen. There is a light at the end, and that's the next chapter. It's going to be really upbeat, because I don't like being all depressy after I read really dark fanfiction. Please review, email, or whatever.
This chapter is just setting the scene so you can understand what the characters are going through emotional in later chapters.
"Ginny, I just really think that you shouldn't continue with your "relationship" with that Jared-"
"JULIAN!"
"...Bloke. Why don't you find someone from Hogwarts that you knew? Harry'd be game. You guys would make a great couple!"
"Bill, I'm warning you. You are this close..." Ginny Weasley glared at her not-so-favoured-as-he-was-five-minutes-ago brother. He was standing in front of her in the Weasley's garden, with the rest of the Weasley brothers, all except for Percy.
"Dean wouldn't mind either, Gin." Fred offered, and the glare of doom was turned on him. Ron didn't notice and added his two sickles.
"Michael Corner is a lot more mature now, you know." He unconsciously stepped back as Ginny took a small step forward, her hand reaching for her wand in her back pocket.
"Ginny, we just want you to be happy and we don't think that Julius-"
"CHARLIE!"
"Julian. We don't think he'll make you happy."
"You guys are really sweet, you know, always looking out for me." Ginny said, her face softening. Ron started to think he might survive this conversation in one piece after all. "Julian and I stopped dating last week."
There was an audible sigh as Ginny continued, "In fact, we're engaged." The smiles left her brother's faces.
"To be married, you mean?" Ron asked.
"No, you prat, they're gotten engaged to get a divorce." Fred scoffed and hit him over the head. Ron blushed and Ginny rolled her eyes before continuing.
"We're getting married and leaving. We're considering a ceremony by ourselves." It felt good to finally be releasing the pent-up anger she had since she and Julian Windsgate had started dating last year. Of course, her brothers didn't approve of him, and had done everything in their arsenals to drive him away.
"Why?" Charlie asked, obviously hurt. He didn't see anything wrong, other than Ginny marring the git, and his brothers all felt the same.
"You know Charlie, I really don't know. It might have something to do with the fact that my brothers tried to kill him when we announced we were dating. And have threatened to finish the job. REPEATEDLY. And my aforementioned brothers won't let me live my own life and trust my judgment to make choices that will make me happy in my life."
Jaws dropped. How offending! Ginny just couldn't see past this Julian bloke, they were helping!
Ginny seemed to understand their thoughts and facial expressions and threw up her hands as she turned and walked back into the house. The nerve of her brothers had gone too far this time, and she wasn't going to put up with it for one more painful minute. She smiled to herself. 'Wait until they find out about the baby.' But she needed to tell her fiancée first, they could wait. They could wait for a long time, in fact.
Julian,
I need to talk to you. Can I invade tonight? I might have some bags; the brotherly love is getting too much for me. I would offer to have you come here, but we both know how well that would go. Stupid prats. Anyway, owl me back if you can, I'll stop by around seven if you haven't owled.
Love,
Gin
Ginny,
My place does sound a bit more appealing. Hope your job appointment went well at the Ministry; we can talk about that too. I've told you before, come over any time, you know where the spare key is! I'll make dinner for us, and we can talk. Can't wait to see you.
Love,
Julian
Ginny dropped the duffel bag she had packed and slid her hand under the porch of Julian's house until she found his spare key. She unlocked the door and picked up her bag, looking for a note. Julian always left notes if there was a possibility he wouldn't make it on time. Aha! She found it and scanned the contents quickly. He had gone to get stuff from the Muggle store Tesco down the street. He would probably be back any minute now. Ginny dropped her bags off in the bedroom and crashed on the couch. Julian had a TV, since he lived in a Muggle neighborhood and didn't want to look odd, so Ginny took full advantage of the resources available and simply flipped through channels. She was interrupted by the telephone ringing from the kitchen. Ginny checked the MCID (Magical Caller ID, pronounced M- Sid, rhymes with kid). 'Berkshire Police' and 'Urgent Call'. She had better answer it. MCID made girlfriends answering the phone much easier. They only picked up the 'important' or 'urgent' calls.
Ginny picked up the phone. "Windsgate residence."
"This is the Berkshire Police and Julian Windsgate has been in a serious automobile accident with an overturned lorry. Are you a relation?" The grave voice said. Ginny's breath started coming in ragged gasps.
"Ma'am?"
"I'm Julian's fiancée." She managed to utter.
"You had better come over to the hospital quickly, then, Miss. The doctors are not sure how long he'll live."
Ginny cursed and got the name of the hospital where they had taken him, then drove there as fast as she could, praying to Merlin that the speed cameras were on a serious holiday to Antarctica. When she arrived at the hospital and got in, Julian had an IV in, and was awake. 'That's a good sign.' Ginny thought as she rushed to his bedside.
Julian smiled when he saw her. She waited for him to say something. Instead, he wrote down a few words on a notepad on his lap with a pencil. He pushed it laboriously to Ginny and she picked it up and read the words slowly. They were hard to understand, he had been writing with his left hand when he was right handed.
'The hat told me I would know when I would go. Please don't mourn, its fate. I wish I could talk but it hurts. Let me go, I'll see you when you come. Don't let it be for a while though. We'll be great friends.'
Ginny looked up, startled at two things. First, loud alarms started going off, and second, Julian's message. Julian's eyes were growing dim. Merlin the Mighty, don't let him die!
"No!" Ginny cried, a single word wrenching the heart of all the doctors and nurses in the room. They had all seen it before, and it didn't get any easier. They put him on oxygen, which seemed to help a little bit, and wheeled him down the hallway. One nurse stayed behind to explain quietly.
"His internal bleeding levels doubled and if he's going to survive, he needs surgery right now. Would you like to go out into the Waiting Room, or would you prefer a private room for a moment?"
Ginny held back the flow of tears. "I'd like a private room please. I won't need it for long."
The nurse in a cheerful blue set of scrubs lead her down a few hallways into a decently furnished room with a big box of tissues and a few one-and- a-half chairs (bigger than a chair but smaller than a loveseat, really comfortable). Ginny sank into the cushy chair and put her head in her hands. 'What hat was he talking about? The Sorting Hat! It told him that? And what did he mean, "we will be great friends"?!?!? That she wouldn't love him anymore?' Ginny realized she was crying and grabbed a tissue out of the box and wiped her eyes and nose. She got up and walked out to find the Waiting Room. She wasn't going to hide from her insecurities here. If Julian died, it would be terrible, and hard to get over. She had to prepare herself now.
As she sat down in the considerably smaller and less comfortable chair in the Waiting Room, she realized she really couldn't go back to her family. Her brothers would be...false, pretending they were sorry, pretending to understand. Her mother silently disapproved of Julian as well, because he had made a comment about 'the boring lives of stay at home mothers'. That was a bad move. Ginny smiled. It was so funny, the looks on her family's faces, fearful of a Molly Weasley explosion. It never came, but Ginny knew she had imploded. It became a wall in between them, and Ginny knew her mother wouldn't really be all too happy about Ginny having a child out of wedlock and then having the father die. Her mum would support her, of course, but the silent disapproval killed Ginny. She would have to be on her own. So when the doctor came out, and spoke with her quietly in his office, there were no tears, they were for later, just resolve. She could do her late-fiancée proud, and raise their child.
A/N-That is a bit...gloomy, and it was kind of depressing writing it, but it needed to happen. There is a light at the end, and that's the next chapter. It's going to be really upbeat, because I don't like being all depressy after I read really dark fanfiction. Please review, email, or whatever.