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Author's Note: this is my first fanfic so please go easy on me. I hope you enjoy it. There will be a second part. I'm halfway through with it, but it'll get up more quickly if I get reviews. Well anyway I hope you like it, and please let me know what you thought of it (either by reviewing or emailing me). Thanks so much.
(PS: the words in italics are Ginny's inner thoughts)
Hope you enjoy it!
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A Dream Come True
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Part 1
As all of the students watched with bated breath, the best match of Quidditch anyone there could remember, one girl gazed at a certain Gryffindor player with particular interest.
'Why? It really isn't fair. Of all the people in the school...in the world, why do I have to want him? It would never work. Things would be just too awkward. I mean I suppose my parents would be happy. No, I am sure they'd be happy. But Ron's one of my friends, and my brother of course. He'd probably be rather angry with me if anything happened. Although I can't blame him, I suppose it would change a few things. Wait what am I talking about? Harry "the Boy Who Lived" Potter, the greatest hero of the modern age would never even, I mean he's never even glanced my way. And why should he?
It's just that every time he smiles, my heart races and my stomach disappears and I feel as though I'll never be able to breathe again. And yet at the same time I feel so blissfully happy, I feel like I'm flying. And then of course reality hits me like a hammer smashing a porcelain vase and I know that none of his smiles are now, nor will they ever be for me.'
"Ginny...hello! Is anyone home up there?" Cleo Holbrook, Ginny Weasley's best friend was looking at her with a mystified expression playing across her fair features.
"Oh leave her alone Cleo. We know the only time she ever makes that face is when she's musing over everyone's favorite emerald-eyed seeker." That was Ginny's other best friend, Emily Tirian. Emily's cerulean blue eyes twinkled with delight as she giggled at Ginny's rapidly reddening cheeks.
"I really wish I had the slightest idea what you mean, but as I don't I'll just get back to watching the game. Like I was before...when I wasn't thinking about Harry. I mean or anyone." True to her word (well part of it anyway) Ginny returned her gaze back to the continually intensifying match above.
The moon was so unusually large and bright that evening that it bathed the Hogwarts grounds in soft, silvery radiance. Thanks to this beautiful light everyone in the stands was given a clear view of 12 zooming red and blue blurs. They would also notice two people, one in red the other in blue, hovering over the game against a backdrop of a star spangled deep violet sky.
Suddenly the crimson-clad seeker soared toward the opposite end of the pitch. The girl in blue zoomed after him, but it was too late-Harry had the snitch and Gryffindor had just defeated Ravenclaw in the second match of the new season (Slytherin had fallen to Hufflepuff the week before).
As the crowd erupted with applause, Ginny cheered loudly along with the rest as a feeling of great joy began to build inside her. 'Harry must be so happy!' she thought to herself, and after all, that was all that mattered.
"Come on Gin!" called Cleo. She was already halfway down the stands.
"Yeah" Emily cried pulling Ginny toward the exits. "There's going to be a party of course. We don't want to be the last ones there!" Ginny smiled and joined her two friends skipping off across the darkened grounds. She was almost to the entrance of the school when she collided with a fellow celebrating Gryffindor.
"Ouch!" It was Colin Creevey.
"Oh my gosh. I'm sorry Colin. Are you alright?" Ginny noticed that for someone who had just been crashed into, Colin looked rather happy, 'He must simply be too delighted about his idol winning the game to care.'
"No it's ok. I should've moved." Colin replied grinning dopily.
"Are you sure?"
"Ginny! Come ON!" It was Cleo's impatient voice. And two seconds later she had appeared at Ginny's side and was pulling her into the school. Ginny didn't even have a chance to apologize to Colin again or say 'goodbye'.
But thoughts of her collision with Colin flew from her mind as soon as she reached the common room. Ginny, Cleo, and Emily had just climbed through the portrait hole when the enormous sound of nearly 100 kids screaming, cheering, and singing reached their ears. Everyone inside was lifting members of the triumphant team members on their shoulders and congratulating them on their victory. Even amid showers of red Filibuster fireworks and glittering lion-adorned flags and banners, Ginny's eyes immediately found Harry. He was, of course flanked by her brother, Ron, and their best friend Hermione. The three of them were standing by the fireplace apparently taking in the rather frenzied scene.
"Hey Ginny why don't you stop gawking at your hero-boy so we can get some food. Cleo and I are famished." Ginny glared at Emily but obliged and was about to follow them when she heard a familiar voice call her name.
Ginny turned and saw that Ron was waving for her to come over to talk to him. Ginny's eyes flitted to his side where Harry smiled at her briefly and then continued talking with Hermione.
"I wonder what he wants." She said, almost to herself. But Cleo and Emily heard her too.
"Why do you care?" Emily asked as a devious smile spread across her face.
"Yeah. He is right next to Harry. The handsomest, dashingest, most gorgeous, nicest, sweetest..." Cleo couldn't continue listing Harry's attributes, partly because she and Emily were giggling so much they could had doubled over, and partly because Ginny was punching her arm to make her be quiet.
"Shut up!" Ginny squeaked looking at her two incorrigible best friends. "I can't go over there. I'll probably do something stupid and confess my undying love for him the moment he says 'hello' to me."
"Well that won't come as much of a surprise to him. Boys are dense, but no one's that dense." Cleo was silenced by an angry glare from both Emily and Ginny.
"Look," Emily commented consolingly, "you'll be around your brother, you're comfortable with him right? And besides if you like Harry so much, you should be jumping up and down at getting a chance to be so near him without any scheming on your part. So just relax and smile." Ginny wasn't so sure, but Cleo and Emily pushed her across the crowded common room and before she could even fix her hair, ('I hate the wind!') she was standing inches away from the boy of her dreams.
"Finally Gin." Ron's voice woke Ginny from her reverie and she turned toward her brother, the Gryffindor keeper. "We just wanted to know how the team did. We know we won, but Hermione was to busy studying for exams to watch the game carefully and is unfortunately incapable of giving us the normal commentary on how each of us played."
"Are you telling me the only reason you called me over here was so I could extol and praise you two about your magnificent performances in the game?" Ginny raised an eyebrow at her egotistic brother.
"Well yeah," Harry interjected. 'He has the most lovely smile in the world' Ginny mused. Harry continued: "I know it sounds pathetic, but you know Ron. He just has to be reassured that he's as a great a keeper as he tells himself he is."
"Hey," Ron hit Harry playfully on the arm. "Seriously, how'd I do? I was really nervous." Ginny would have laughed at him, but seeing the anxiousness in her brother's eyes, she complied.
"You were great Ron. That save you made in the first ten minutes was amazing. All I could think was that I wished Mom and Dad could have seen you play tonight. You should try to see if they could come in for one of the games later in the season. I know they'd be proud." Ron smiled gleefully.
"And what about the great Gryffindor Seeker here?" Ron asked elbowing Harry. Ginny swallowed. 'Just be nice and don't look into his eyes and maybe you won't blush. Breathe, it'll be fine'
"You were brilliant too, Harry." Ginny's voice was a little more quiet than usual, but Harry grinned anyway and replied:
"Thanks Gin."
'Gin, Gin! Did he just call me Gin?' Ginny could have melted right on the spot. But somehow, she managed to remain composed and stayed there chatting happily with Harry, Ron, and Hermione for quite a while.
Someone had managed to get their radio to play loudly enough that everyone in the common room could hear. Suddenly a rather slow song that had become immensely popular on the Wizarding Wireless Network that summer began to play. Lavender Brown came bouncing up to Ron, grabbed his hand, and practically dragged him onto the temporary impromptu dance floor in the middle of the circular room. Hermione burst out laughing at the sight of him dancing clumsily with Lavender. But she wasn't laughing for long. Just then Neville appeared.
"Hey Hermione...will you...um...would you like to...care to dance with me...now or maybe later...whenever really...I just...please?" Neville looked mortified, like he had wanted to ask Hermione to dance but the fact that he had just done it was the most terrifying thing that had ever happened. Hermione remained silent for a moment but she finally replied: 'yes'. Ginny realized almost immediately that with Hermione's departure, she and Harry were alone (if you ignore all the other members of Gryffindor House).
'Oh no! Oh no! Just stay calm and maybe if you're lucky he'll ask you to dance.'
"Uh oh" Harry's voice brought Ginny out of her thoughts once more. "Why is she coming over here? Grrr please go away!" Harry whispering, nearly hissing really, as he glanced at a spot over her shoulder.
" What? Who?" Ginny started to turn around to see who Harry was talking about when he did something she was completely unprepared for. Taking her hands and looking intently into her eyes Harry Potter asked her, Ginny Weasley, to dance. Once Ginny had caught her breath again, she agreed (of course).
Harry led her quickly to the other side of the floor and pulled her close as he put his arms around her waist. Ginny's heart was pounding so fast and so hard she was sure Harry would feel it as they danced more and more closely. Finally Ginny, curiosity getting the better of her, broke the silence.
"Who were you talking about back there?" she whispered.
"What? Oh just Meredith-Fiona Biddle. She's been shadowing me all week. She's in your year right?" Ginny nodded. "Well anyway she told me last week that she was in love with me and I know she was going to ask me to dance back there. Please don't think I'm cruel or anything it's just I don't share her feelings. Plus she's really..." Ginny finished his sentence for him: "abnormal, weird, scary" Harry laughed and nodded. Regrettably for Ginny, the song they were dancing to was coming to an end all too soon. But as the next song began, Ginny realized that they were still dancing. Harry was still holding her close to him and as she looked up into his dazzling bottle green eyes, she saw that he wasn't looking over her shoulder, but instead he was gazing at her with a lost, dazed and dreamy look on his face. Ginny couldn't help but smile as she laid her head on his shoulder. 'This is too perfect. I wonder what I did to deserve something like this.' Sadly enough, Ginny was right. It was too perfect. For at that precise moment Colin Creevey approached and tapped Harry on the shoulder.
"You don't mind if I cut in do you Harry?" Harry looked like he might actually object, but it was too late. Colin had seized Ginny's hands and was now twirling her around the dance floor, farther and farther from Harry. 'I mind if you cut in! I mind! Why didn't you ask me you irksome, insipid, idiotic...I can't think of another 'i 'word...oh yeah...irritating imbecile! Ginny's eyes wandered back to where Harry was standing. He looked at her apologetically and mouthed 'sorry'. Ginny smiled and realized that she shouldn't be sad or angry or anything other than blissfully content. She had just danced through 1and1/2 songs with Harry. She sighed and her good mood improved even more. Over Colin's left shoulder Ginny could see that she wasn't the only one who had switched partners. Ron was gliding slowly across the floor with Hermione as his partner.
Ginny had almost convinced herself that this wasn't so bad after all when Colin spoke up (well, squeaked up would be more accurate).
"Ginny. Well Ginny I really really like you and...will you be my girlfriend?" Ginny was utterly taken aback. She had no idea what to say and even if she could think of words to say, her mouth was temporarily not functioning and sort of hung open in surprise. Colin, the insufferable ignoramus, took this as a good sign, leaned in, and kissed her firmly on the lips.
I hope you liked this first part. I will try to get the finale up ASAP. Thanks for reading it. I hope you'll review as well. Thanks again.
Author's Note: this is my first fanfic so please go easy on me. I hope you enjoy it. There will be a second part. I'm halfway through with it, but it'll get up more quickly if I get reviews. Well anyway I hope you like it, and please let me know what you thought of it (either by reviewing or emailing me). Thanks so much.
(PS: the words in italics are Ginny's inner thoughts)
Hope you enjoy it!
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A Dream Come True
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Part 1
As all of the students watched with bated breath, the best match of Quidditch anyone there could remember, one girl gazed at a certain Gryffindor player with particular interest.
'Why? It really isn't fair. Of all the people in the school...in the world, why do I have to want him? It would never work. Things would be just too awkward. I mean I suppose my parents would be happy. No, I am sure they'd be happy. But Ron's one of my friends, and my brother of course. He'd probably be rather angry with me if anything happened. Although I can't blame him, I suppose it would change a few things. Wait what am I talking about? Harry "the Boy Who Lived" Potter, the greatest hero of the modern age would never even, I mean he's never even glanced my way. And why should he?
It's just that every time he smiles, my heart races and my stomach disappears and I feel as though I'll never be able to breathe again. And yet at the same time I feel so blissfully happy, I feel like I'm flying. And then of course reality hits me like a hammer smashing a porcelain vase and I know that none of his smiles are now, nor will they ever be for me.'
"Ginny...hello! Is anyone home up there?" Cleo Holbrook, Ginny Weasley's best friend was looking at her with a mystified expression playing across her fair features.
"Oh leave her alone Cleo. We know the only time she ever makes that face is when she's musing over everyone's favorite emerald-eyed seeker." That was Ginny's other best friend, Emily Tirian. Emily's cerulean blue eyes twinkled with delight as she giggled at Ginny's rapidly reddening cheeks.
"I really wish I had the slightest idea what you mean, but as I don't I'll just get back to watching the game. Like I was before...when I wasn't thinking about Harry. I mean or anyone." True to her word (well part of it anyway) Ginny returned her gaze back to the continually intensifying match above.
The moon was so unusually large and bright that evening that it bathed the Hogwarts grounds in soft, silvery radiance. Thanks to this beautiful light everyone in the stands was given a clear view of 12 zooming red and blue blurs. They would also notice two people, one in red the other in blue, hovering over the game against a backdrop of a star spangled deep violet sky.
Suddenly the crimson-clad seeker soared toward the opposite end of the pitch. The girl in blue zoomed after him, but it was too late-Harry had the snitch and Gryffindor had just defeated Ravenclaw in the second match of the new season (Slytherin had fallen to Hufflepuff the week before).
As the crowd erupted with applause, Ginny cheered loudly along with the rest as a feeling of great joy began to build inside her. 'Harry must be so happy!' she thought to herself, and after all, that was all that mattered.
"Come on Gin!" called Cleo. She was already halfway down the stands.
"Yeah" Emily cried pulling Ginny toward the exits. "There's going to be a party of course. We don't want to be the last ones there!" Ginny smiled and joined her two friends skipping off across the darkened grounds. She was almost to the entrance of the school when she collided with a fellow celebrating Gryffindor.
"Ouch!" It was Colin Creevey.
"Oh my gosh. I'm sorry Colin. Are you alright?" Ginny noticed that for someone who had just been crashed into, Colin looked rather happy, 'He must simply be too delighted about his idol winning the game to care.'
"No it's ok. I should've moved." Colin replied grinning dopily.
"Are you sure?"
"Ginny! Come ON!" It was Cleo's impatient voice. And two seconds later she had appeared at Ginny's side and was pulling her into the school. Ginny didn't even have a chance to apologize to Colin again or say 'goodbye'.
But thoughts of her collision with Colin flew from her mind as soon as she reached the common room. Ginny, Cleo, and Emily had just climbed through the portrait hole when the enormous sound of nearly 100 kids screaming, cheering, and singing reached their ears. Everyone inside was lifting members of the triumphant team members on their shoulders and congratulating them on their victory. Even amid showers of red Filibuster fireworks and glittering lion-adorned flags and banners, Ginny's eyes immediately found Harry. He was, of course flanked by her brother, Ron, and their best friend Hermione. The three of them were standing by the fireplace apparently taking in the rather frenzied scene.
"Hey Ginny why don't you stop gawking at your hero-boy so we can get some food. Cleo and I are famished." Ginny glared at Emily but obliged and was about to follow them when she heard a familiar voice call her name.
Ginny turned and saw that Ron was waving for her to come over to talk to him. Ginny's eyes flitted to his side where Harry smiled at her briefly and then continued talking with Hermione.
"I wonder what he wants." She said, almost to herself. But Cleo and Emily heard her too.
"Why do you care?" Emily asked as a devious smile spread across her face.
"Yeah. He is right next to Harry. The handsomest, dashingest, most gorgeous, nicest, sweetest..." Cleo couldn't continue listing Harry's attributes, partly because she and Emily were giggling so much they could had doubled over, and partly because Ginny was punching her arm to make her be quiet.
"Shut up!" Ginny squeaked looking at her two incorrigible best friends. "I can't go over there. I'll probably do something stupid and confess my undying love for him the moment he says 'hello' to me."
"Well that won't come as much of a surprise to him. Boys are dense, but no one's that dense." Cleo was silenced by an angry glare from both Emily and Ginny.
"Look," Emily commented consolingly, "you'll be around your brother, you're comfortable with him right? And besides if you like Harry so much, you should be jumping up and down at getting a chance to be so near him without any scheming on your part. So just relax and smile." Ginny wasn't so sure, but Cleo and Emily pushed her across the crowded common room and before she could even fix her hair, ('I hate the wind!') she was standing inches away from the boy of her dreams.
"Finally Gin." Ron's voice woke Ginny from her reverie and she turned toward her brother, the Gryffindor keeper. "We just wanted to know how the team did. We know we won, but Hermione was to busy studying for exams to watch the game carefully and is unfortunately incapable of giving us the normal commentary on how each of us played."
"Are you telling me the only reason you called me over here was so I could extol and praise you two about your magnificent performances in the game?" Ginny raised an eyebrow at her egotistic brother.
"Well yeah," Harry interjected. 'He has the most lovely smile in the world' Ginny mused. Harry continued: "I know it sounds pathetic, but you know Ron. He just has to be reassured that he's as a great a keeper as he tells himself he is."
"Hey," Ron hit Harry playfully on the arm. "Seriously, how'd I do? I was really nervous." Ginny would have laughed at him, but seeing the anxiousness in her brother's eyes, she complied.
"You were great Ron. That save you made in the first ten minutes was amazing. All I could think was that I wished Mom and Dad could have seen you play tonight. You should try to see if they could come in for one of the games later in the season. I know they'd be proud." Ron smiled gleefully.
"And what about the great Gryffindor Seeker here?" Ron asked elbowing Harry. Ginny swallowed. 'Just be nice and don't look into his eyes and maybe you won't blush. Breathe, it'll be fine'
"You were brilliant too, Harry." Ginny's voice was a little more quiet than usual, but Harry grinned anyway and replied:
"Thanks Gin."
'Gin, Gin! Did he just call me Gin?' Ginny could have melted right on the spot. But somehow, she managed to remain composed and stayed there chatting happily with Harry, Ron, and Hermione for quite a while.
Someone had managed to get their radio to play loudly enough that everyone in the common room could hear. Suddenly a rather slow song that had become immensely popular on the Wizarding Wireless Network that summer began to play. Lavender Brown came bouncing up to Ron, grabbed his hand, and practically dragged him onto the temporary impromptu dance floor in the middle of the circular room. Hermione burst out laughing at the sight of him dancing clumsily with Lavender. But she wasn't laughing for long. Just then Neville appeared.
"Hey Hermione...will you...um...would you like to...care to dance with me...now or maybe later...whenever really...I just...please?" Neville looked mortified, like he had wanted to ask Hermione to dance but the fact that he had just done it was the most terrifying thing that had ever happened. Hermione remained silent for a moment but she finally replied: 'yes'. Ginny realized almost immediately that with Hermione's departure, she and Harry were alone (if you ignore all the other members of Gryffindor House).
'Oh no! Oh no! Just stay calm and maybe if you're lucky he'll ask you to dance.'
"Uh oh" Harry's voice brought Ginny out of her thoughts once more. "Why is she coming over here? Grrr please go away!" Harry whispering, nearly hissing really, as he glanced at a spot over her shoulder.
" What? Who?" Ginny started to turn around to see who Harry was talking about when he did something she was completely unprepared for. Taking her hands and looking intently into her eyes Harry Potter asked her, Ginny Weasley, to dance. Once Ginny had caught her breath again, she agreed (of course).
Harry led her quickly to the other side of the floor and pulled her close as he put his arms around her waist. Ginny's heart was pounding so fast and so hard she was sure Harry would feel it as they danced more and more closely. Finally Ginny, curiosity getting the better of her, broke the silence.
"Who were you talking about back there?" she whispered.
"What? Oh just Meredith-Fiona Biddle. She's been shadowing me all week. She's in your year right?" Ginny nodded. "Well anyway she told me last week that she was in love with me and I know she was going to ask me to dance back there. Please don't think I'm cruel or anything it's just I don't share her feelings. Plus she's really..." Ginny finished his sentence for him: "abnormal, weird, scary" Harry laughed and nodded. Regrettably for Ginny, the song they were dancing to was coming to an end all too soon. But as the next song began, Ginny realized that they were still dancing. Harry was still holding her close to him and as she looked up into his dazzling bottle green eyes, she saw that he wasn't looking over her shoulder, but instead he was gazing at her with a lost, dazed and dreamy look on his face. Ginny couldn't help but smile as she laid her head on his shoulder. 'This is too perfect. I wonder what I did to deserve something like this.' Sadly enough, Ginny was right. It was too perfect. For at that precise moment Colin Creevey approached and tapped Harry on the shoulder.
"You don't mind if I cut in do you Harry?" Harry looked like he might actually object, but it was too late. Colin had seized Ginny's hands and was now twirling her around the dance floor, farther and farther from Harry. 'I mind if you cut in! I mind! Why didn't you ask me you irksome, insipid, idiotic...I can't think of another 'i 'word...oh yeah...irritating imbecile! Ginny's eyes wandered back to where Harry was standing. He looked at her apologetically and mouthed 'sorry'. Ginny smiled and realized that she shouldn't be sad or angry or anything other than blissfully content. She had just danced through 1and1/2 songs with Harry. She sighed and her good mood improved even more. Over Colin's left shoulder Ginny could see that she wasn't the only one who had switched partners. Ron was gliding slowly across the floor with Hermione as his partner.
Ginny had almost convinced herself that this wasn't so bad after all when Colin spoke up (well, squeaked up would be more accurate).
"Ginny. Well Ginny I really really like you and...will you be my girlfriend?" Ginny was utterly taken aback. She had no idea what to say and even if she could think of words to say, her mouth was temporarily not functioning and sort of hung open in surprise. Colin, the insufferable ignoramus, took this as a good sign, leaned in, and kissed her firmly on the lips.
I hope you liked this first part. I will try to get the finale up ASAP. Thanks for reading it. I hope you'll review as well. Thanks again.