Come Away With Me
Chapter 1: All Alone (RE-WRITTEN)
Author: Punkin/Buttamellow
Disclaimer: I am sadly just a poor college student who has nothing better to do with her time than write Harry Potter fanfics. Harry Potter belongs completely to JK Rowling.
Spinning, laughing, dancing to
Her favorite song
A little girl with nothing wrong
Is all alone
Eyes wide open
Always hoping for the sun
And she'll sing her song to anyone
that comes along
Fragile as a leaf in autumn
Just fallin' to the ground
Without a sound
Crooked little smile on her face
Tells a tale of grace
That's all her own
Spinning, laughing, dancing to her favorite song
A little girl with nothing wrong
And she's all alone
~Seven Years by Nora Jones
For as long as Ginny Weasley could remember, she had always felt out of place. No matter how many times she tried, she always felt as though no one really even noticed that she was there. When she was little she could be completely content to just go out to the field behind the Burrow and pass away time on her own. During those times, she would look up at the sky and twirl and twirl around until she got dizzy and fell down to the ground laughing. Sometimes she would stroll through the pastures picking flowers and humming her favorite song. Back then she didn't mind that no one paid any attention to her. But now, seven years later it bothered her greatly.
Even now at 14 years of age, she would go out to the pastures and hum to herself if she felt alone. You see, no matter how lonely Ginny felt she was too timid to work up enough nerve to go up and talk to someone. She would gladly talk to someone if they started the conversation. Her brother Ron was right when he had said that she would talk non-stop once you started a conversation with her.
The problem though was that she was the youngest of seven children and she was the only daughter. She was always being shoved into corners, left behind, and overlooked. Also it didn't help that her six older brothers felt that they had the responsibility of looking after her ending only with her being extremely overprotected and feeling as though she was suffocating.
More times than not Ginny felt alone even though she was surrounded by a huge family and she also attended one of the most prestigious schools for those inclined to magic, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It wasn't just that she felt overlooked by her family, she also felt as though others overlooked her as well. Namely one Mr. Harry Potter. Ginny had grown up hearing the heroic tale of how Harry Potter defeated the evil Lord Voldemort at the very young age of one and he had become somewhat of an idol. He had lost his family and was sent to live with relatives who absolutely hated him because of what he was, a wizard. When she was little and she felt overlooked and alone, she always felt bad because she knew that Harry must be feeling ten times worse than she was. Harry was what got her through her young life. He was what kept a crooked grin on her face and kept her humming that tune that was always in her head. You see, even though she didn't know it, little Ginny Weasley has fallen for Harry Potter and she hadn't even met him.
She finally met Harry when she was ten years old. She wasn't really sure that it was him but she knew that when she saw the lost little boy with unruly black hair and startlingly bright green eyes that something was special about him. Ginny even worked up enough courage that day to tell that little boy, a complete stranger, "Good Luck." When she discovered the name of that little boy later on that day she knew that his face would always be implanted in her brain. This little boy was special and she would help him in any way that she could.
Her brother Ron left her that year. Ron was only a year older than she and he was the only one who would seek her out when she felt lonely. Ron had promised that he would write and each day she would look out the window expecting to see an owl approaching, and each day she would be disappointed. Ron had befriended a certain Harry Potter that year. He also became friends with the "annoying bookworm" Hermione Granger. Ginny was so excited when she received letters describing Ron's tales with Harry and Hermione and she couldn't wait to go to Hogwarts the next year. But Ron's letters were too few and far between and she lost that connection that she so valued with him. That year she drew into herself even more.
Naturally when she found a diary in her cauldron the summer before her first year she was curious. She needed something to write her thoughts down in. She also loved the fact that the diary wrote back to her. She made a friend that summer. Tom Riddle talked to her and told her how special she was. He built her up and told her that she was beautiful. She would write him about how Harry wouldn't acknowledge her and she would ask Tom if he thought that Harry would ever like her. Little did she know that Tom Riddle was the former name of Lord Voldemort and that he was only using her.
Throughout her first year the famous trio constantly ignored her. They went off on their own and constantly left Ginny behind to fend for herself. She delved even farther into herself and spoke very rarely and confided only in Tom. She began to hum to herself less and spend more time in silence. Things started to happen to her that she couldn't understand. She would black out from time to time and wake up in a totally different place surrounded by feathers or blood. When she finally worked up enough nerve to tell someone, she was ignored and shooed away. It wasn't until she was dragged into the Chamber of Secrets that someone finally realized that something was wrong. That someone was Harry Potter. Harry, yet again, took up his role as a hero and saved her from the memory of Tom Riddle. Harry almost died and yet he still fought on to save little Ginny Weasley.
Ginny knew from that moment on that Harry Potter was not a force to be reckoned with, yet she still saw that little boy each time that she looked at him. She wanted to reach out and talk to him at times and yet she knew that she would never be as courageous as Harry was. She even wondered sometimes why she was even put into Gryffindor, who was known for it courage.
The people in Ginny's year shunned her due to the incident during her first year. During her second year she was constantly haunted by memories and the only thing that kept her going was the hope that someday she would be able to reach into Harry and retrieve that little boy she fell in love with. Dementors kept causing memories to stir up inside of her and her dreams began to get worse and worse. Only the antics of Fred and George, her older twin brothers, brought her out of her reverie. It may sound as though she was always depressed and always alone, on the contrary she and Hermione slowly became friends and she had finally found a confidant. There were still times though when not even Hermione could help her. It seemed as though the only person who could perform such an unimaginable task had yet to notice her. She was only Ron Weasley's little sister, the youngest Weasley, and the little girl who always squeaked and ran off at the sight of Harry.
Ginny became more subdued during her third year. She began to read a lot more and spend more time walking around the lake around the school. She still felt lonely at times and Ron still seemed to treat her as though she was a pest yet eventually she began to have more confidence in herself. Ginny began to hum once again and that crooked little smile soon became a permanent fixture on her face. She began to notice that Harry was retreating more into himself and that he was being greatly pained by the way the other houses were treating him because of the Triwizard Tournament. She longed to run up and hug him and tell him that everything would be alright but you must remember she was still extremely shy.
Ginny delved into novels and she began to dream about how things could be. She dreamed that one day Harry would come up and sit down next to her and speak to her, ask her how she was doing.anything just as long as she was talking to him. She almost had the joy of being Harry's date but she had already consented to being Neville's date after Hermione had turned him down. She also knew that Hermione secretly had wished that Ron had asked her but she knew that Hermione wouldn't wait around forever. Just as she began to realize she couldn't wait around forever for Harry.
That summer Voldemort returned to his body. When Dumbledore finally consented for Harry to visit the Weasley's that summer, Ginny began to notice very subtle changes in Harry's behavior. She watched as Harry began to close himself off from others and his once bright green eyes began to dull. She knew that Harry blamed himself for Voldemort's return as well as Cedric Diggory's death. She longed to grab his shoulders and shake him to his senses. She wanted to see his eyes sparkle again and his smile that could light a room. Sometimes the Burrow would become too tense, stuffy and dreary and she had to get out. She would make her way to her special pasture and gaze up at the sky and twirl and twirl until she fell down laughing, like she used to when she was a child. It was amazing that something as simple as that could still brighten her day. Little did she know but hidden under the trees a little ways away was that little green eyed boy who watched her with wonder.
The summer passed by in a breeze and Ginny soon found herself once again in the vicinity of Hogwarts. She once again began to purge into her studies and spend large quantities of her time in the library with Hermione reading or doing her assignments. Ron and Hermione's quarrels became more constant and brutal usually either ending with Hermione running off crying or Ron stomping away using some rather obscene language that Ginny knew her mother would die if she heard. The tension began to become more evident during their confrontations that sometimes Hermione would become so frustrated with Ron that it would end up where Ginny studied alone in the library. Also Harry seemed to disappear for more often making Ginny become very nervous. It seemed as though Harry was trying to cut off contact and communication with all those he once held dear. His eyes began to glaze over when he was sitting at the table in the Great Hall. He began to close himself off from Ron and Hermione but they were usually too wrapped up in their arguments to notice. Fred and George were too involved with the preparations for their joke shop that they too failed to notice the changes in Harry. It seemed as though Ginny was the only one to notice the changes in Harry's behavior.
Ginny truly began to worry when word came that several Muggles, non-magical folk, had been attacked during the beginning of October. The Creevy family, sadly was included in this group and they were tortured and killed leaving Collin, Dennis, and their little sister Emily, who was a first year, without a family. Ginny noticed that Harry disappeared almost every night with his broomstick and wouldn't come back until the early hours of morning. Ginny was so worried about Harry that she stopped worrying about how she was being forgotten, by most, and left alone two-thirds of the time.
On Halloween night she had noticed that Harry hadn't shown up for the feast. As time passed by she truly began to worry and left the party early in hopes that she could confront him and talk to him about the way he was acting. She walked up to her dorm and grabbed a book and walked back down to the Common Room and positioned herself in one of the seats by the fire. People slowly began to dwindle into the room, most going directly to their rooms to crash for the night, others stopping for a mild chat and then also making their way to their beds. No one noticed that Ginny had nodded off on the sofa with a book in her lap.
Time began to tick away until the door to the Common Room quietly opened revealing the figure of Harry Potter. Harry started to quietly make his way across the room and had made his way to the staircase when he noticed that a petite red headed figure was resting peacefully in one of the large sofas positioned by the fire. He slowly made his way over to where she was sleeping and sat on the other side of the sofa as not to wake her. He was amazed at how she had stuck her wand in her hair and that strands were beginning to fall and caress her face. He noticed how the fire made her hair come to life. It was full of brilliant hues of crimson and gold. While watching her, he began to wonder why no one had noticed her and had woken her up so she could sleep peacefully in her bed. He then realized that not too many people took much notice of the littlest Weasley and he began to feel guilty.
Ginny began to stir and Harry began to get nervous. He picked up his broom and began to cross the common room when he realized that Ginny was in fact having a nightmare.
"No Tom, not Harry. Why Harry? Stop! No.will not! You can't make me!" Ginny began to toss and turn and Harry began to worry. He rushed next to her side. "Harry! No.what have you done Tom?" Ginny slowly began to cry. Harry had never seen anyone cry in their dreams. "Harry! Where are you?" Ginny suddenly whimpered. "Why did you leave me?" Harry suddenly grabbed Ginny's hand and began to rub it. Although he felt a little awkward.
"Shh.Ginny. It's ok. I'm here. Look Ginny, it's me Harry. Everything's ok." Ginny began to calm down a little yet tears still streamed from beneath her eyelids. He timidly raised a hand and wiped away some stray tears. "Come on Gin. Everything's alright. Wake up." He gently began to shake her and slowly her eyes opened showing huge brown eyes.
"Harry?" Ginny asked as her eyes slowly came to focus and Harry could tell that her eyes were slowly becoming large out of fear.
"Yeah Gin, it's me." Ginny drew in a deep breath and exhaled.
"You're here? Don't disappear again."
Harry noticed that he was still holding Ginny's hand and he squeezed it. "Yeah Gin, I'm here. I'm sorry."
"Good." Ginny slowly began to blush. "Hey."
"Hey Gin."
Chapter 1: All Alone (RE-WRITTEN)
Author: Punkin/Buttamellow
Disclaimer: I am sadly just a poor college student who has nothing better to do with her time than write Harry Potter fanfics. Harry Potter belongs completely to JK Rowling.
Spinning, laughing, dancing to
Her favorite song
A little girl with nothing wrong
Is all alone
Eyes wide open
Always hoping for the sun
And she'll sing her song to anyone
that comes along
Fragile as a leaf in autumn
Just fallin' to the ground
Without a sound
Crooked little smile on her face
Tells a tale of grace
That's all her own
Spinning, laughing, dancing to her favorite song
A little girl with nothing wrong
And she's all alone
~Seven Years by Nora Jones
For as long as Ginny Weasley could remember, she had always felt out of place. No matter how many times she tried, she always felt as though no one really even noticed that she was there. When she was little she could be completely content to just go out to the field behind the Burrow and pass away time on her own. During those times, she would look up at the sky and twirl and twirl around until she got dizzy and fell down to the ground laughing. Sometimes she would stroll through the pastures picking flowers and humming her favorite song. Back then she didn't mind that no one paid any attention to her. But now, seven years later it bothered her greatly.
Even now at 14 years of age, she would go out to the pastures and hum to herself if she felt alone. You see, no matter how lonely Ginny felt she was too timid to work up enough nerve to go up and talk to someone. She would gladly talk to someone if they started the conversation. Her brother Ron was right when he had said that she would talk non-stop once you started a conversation with her.
The problem though was that she was the youngest of seven children and she was the only daughter. She was always being shoved into corners, left behind, and overlooked. Also it didn't help that her six older brothers felt that they had the responsibility of looking after her ending only with her being extremely overprotected and feeling as though she was suffocating.
More times than not Ginny felt alone even though she was surrounded by a huge family and she also attended one of the most prestigious schools for those inclined to magic, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It wasn't just that she felt overlooked by her family, she also felt as though others overlooked her as well. Namely one Mr. Harry Potter. Ginny had grown up hearing the heroic tale of how Harry Potter defeated the evil Lord Voldemort at the very young age of one and he had become somewhat of an idol. He had lost his family and was sent to live with relatives who absolutely hated him because of what he was, a wizard. When she was little and she felt overlooked and alone, she always felt bad because she knew that Harry must be feeling ten times worse than she was. Harry was what got her through her young life. He was what kept a crooked grin on her face and kept her humming that tune that was always in her head. You see, even though she didn't know it, little Ginny Weasley has fallen for Harry Potter and she hadn't even met him.
She finally met Harry when she was ten years old. She wasn't really sure that it was him but she knew that when she saw the lost little boy with unruly black hair and startlingly bright green eyes that something was special about him. Ginny even worked up enough courage that day to tell that little boy, a complete stranger, "Good Luck." When she discovered the name of that little boy later on that day she knew that his face would always be implanted in her brain. This little boy was special and she would help him in any way that she could.
Her brother Ron left her that year. Ron was only a year older than she and he was the only one who would seek her out when she felt lonely. Ron had promised that he would write and each day she would look out the window expecting to see an owl approaching, and each day she would be disappointed. Ron had befriended a certain Harry Potter that year. He also became friends with the "annoying bookworm" Hermione Granger. Ginny was so excited when she received letters describing Ron's tales with Harry and Hermione and she couldn't wait to go to Hogwarts the next year. But Ron's letters were too few and far between and she lost that connection that she so valued with him. That year she drew into herself even more.
Naturally when she found a diary in her cauldron the summer before her first year she was curious. She needed something to write her thoughts down in. She also loved the fact that the diary wrote back to her. She made a friend that summer. Tom Riddle talked to her and told her how special she was. He built her up and told her that she was beautiful. She would write him about how Harry wouldn't acknowledge her and she would ask Tom if he thought that Harry would ever like her. Little did she know that Tom Riddle was the former name of Lord Voldemort and that he was only using her.
Throughout her first year the famous trio constantly ignored her. They went off on their own and constantly left Ginny behind to fend for herself. She delved even farther into herself and spoke very rarely and confided only in Tom. She began to hum to herself less and spend more time in silence. Things started to happen to her that she couldn't understand. She would black out from time to time and wake up in a totally different place surrounded by feathers or blood. When she finally worked up enough nerve to tell someone, she was ignored and shooed away. It wasn't until she was dragged into the Chamber of Secrets that someone finally realized that something was wrong. That someone was Harry Potter. Harry, yet again, took up his role as a hero and saved her from the memory of Tom Riddle. Harry almost died and yet he still fought on to save little Ginny Weasley.
Ginny knew from that moment on that Harry Potter was not a force to be reckoned with, yet she still saw that little boy each time that she looked at him. She wanted to reach out and talk to him at times and yet she knew that she would never be as courageous as Harry was. She even wondered sometimes why she was even put into Gryffindor, who was known for it courage.
The people in Ginny's year shunned her due to the incident during her first year. During her second year she was constantly haunted by memories and the only thing that kept her going was the hope that someday she would be able to reach into Harry and retrieve that little boy she fell in love with. Dementors kept causing memories to stir up inside of her and her dreams began to get worse and worse. Only the antics of Fred and George, her older twin brothers, brought her out of her reverie. It may sound as though she was always depressed and always alone, on the contrary she and Hermione slowly became friends and she had finally found a confidant. There were still times though when not even Hermione could help her. It seemed as though the only person who could perform such an unimaginable task had yet to notice her. She was only Ron Weasley's little sister, the youngest Weasley, and the little girl who always squeaked and ran off at the sight of Harry.
Ginny became more subdued during her third year. She began to read a lot more and spend more time walking around the lake around the school. She still felt lonely at times and Ron still seemed to treat her as though she was a pest yet eventually she began to have more confidence in herself. Ginny began to hum once again and that crooked little smile soon became a permanent fixture on her face. She began to notice that Harry was retreating more into himself and that he was being greatly pained by the way the other houses were treating him because of the Triwizard Tournament. She longed to run up and hug him and tell him that everything would be alright but you must remember she was still extremely shy.
Ginny delved into novels and she began to dream about how things could be. She dreamed that one day Harry would come up and sit down next to her and speak to her, ask her how she was doing.anything just as long as she was talking to him. She almost had the joy of being Harry's date but she had already consented to being Neville's date after Hermione had turned him down. She also knew that Hermione secretly had wished that Ron had asked her but she knew that Hermione wouldn't wait around forever. Just as she began to realize she couldn't wait around forever for Harry.
That summer Voldemort returned to his body. When Dumbledore finally consented for Harry to visit the Weasley's that summer, Ginny began to notice very subtle changes in Harry's behavior. She watched as Harry began to close himself off from others and his once bright green eyes began to dull. She knew that Harry blamed himself for Voldemort's return as well as Cedric Diggory's death. She longed to grab his shoulders and shake him to his senses. She wanted to see his eyes sparkle again and his smile that could light a room. Sometimes the Burrow would become too tense, stuffy and dreary and she had to get out. She would make her way to her special pasture and gaze up at the sky and twirl and twirl until she fell down laughing, like she used to when she was a child. It was amazing that something as simple as that could still brighten her day. Little did she know but hidden under the trees a little ways away was that little green eyed boy who watched her with wonder.
The summer passed by in a breeze and Ginny soon found herself once again in the vicinity of Hogwarts. She once again began to purge into her studies and spend large quantities of her time in the library with Hermione reading or doing her assignments. Ron and Hermione's quarrels became more constant and brutal usually either ending with Hermione running off crying or Ron stomping away using some rather obscene language that Ginny knew her mother would die if she heard. The tension began to become more evident during their confrontations that sometimes Hermione would become so frustrated with Ron that it would end up where Ginny studied alone in the library. Also Harry seemed to disappear for more often making Ginny become very nervous. It seemed as though Harry was trying to cut off contact and communication with all those he once held dear. His eyes began to glaze over when he was sitting at the table in the Great Hall. He began to close himself off from Ron and Hermione but they were usually too wrapped up in their arguments to notice. Fred and George were too involved with the preparations for their joke shop that they too failed to notice the changes in Harry. It seemed as though Ginny was the only one to notice the changes in Harry's behavior.
Ginny truly began to worry when word came that several Muggles, non-magical folk, had been attacked during the beginning of October. The Creevy family, sadly was included in this group and they were tortured and killed leaving Collin, Dennis, and their little sister Emily, who was a first year, without a family. Ginny noticed that Harry disappeared almost every night with his broomstick and wouldn't come back until the early hours of morning. Ginny was so worried about Harry that she stopped worrying about how she was being forgotten, by most, and left alone two-thirds of the time.
On Halloween night she had noticed that Harry hadn't shown up for the feast. As time passed by she truly began to worry and left the party early in hopes that she could confront him and talk to him about the way he was acting. She walked up to her dorm and grabbed a book and walked back down to the Common Room and positioned herself in one of the seats by the fire. People slowly began to dwindle into the room, most going directly to their rooms to crash for the night, others stopping for a mild chat and then also making their way to their beds. No one noticed that Ginny had nodded off on the sofa with a book in her lap.
Time began to tick away until the door to the Common Room quietly opened revealing the figure of Harry Potter. Harry started to quietly make his way across the room and had made his way to the staircase when he noticed that a petite red headed figure was resting peacefully in one of the large sofas positioned by the fire. He slowly made his way over to where she was sleeping and sat on the other side of the sofa as not to wake her. He was amazed at how she had stuck her wand in her hair and that strands were beginning to fall and caress her face. He noticed how the fire made her hair come to life. It was full of brilliant hues of crimson and gold. While watching her, he began to wonder why no one had noticed her and had woken her up so she could sleep peacefully in her bed. He then realized that not too many people took much notice of the littlest Weasley and he began to feel guilty.
Ginny began to stir and Harry began to get nervous. He picked up his broom and began to cross the common room when he realized that Ginny was in fact having a nightmare.
"No Tom, not Harry. Why Harry? Stop! No.will not! You can't make me!" Ginny began to toss and turn and Harry began to worry. He rushed next to her side. "Harry! No.what have you done Tom?" Ginny slowly began to cry. Harry had never seen anyone cry in their dreams. "Harry! Where are you?" Ginny suddenly whimpered. "Why did you leave me?" Harry suddenly grabbed Ginny's hand and began to rub it. Although he felt a little awkward.
"Shh.Ginny. It's ok. I'm here. Look Ginny, it's me Harry. Everything's ok." Ginny began to calm down a little yet tears still streamed from beneath her eyelids. He timidly raised a hand and wiped away some stray tears. "Come on Gin. Everything's alright. Wake up." He gently began to shake her and slowly her eyes opened showing huge brown eyes.
"Harry?" Ginny asked as her eyes slowly came to focus and Harry could tell that her eyes were slowly becoming large out of fear.
"Yeah Gin, it's me." Ginny drew in a deep breath and exhaled.
"You're here? Don't disappear again."
Harry noticed that he was still holding Ginny's hand and he squeezed it. "Yeah Gin, I'm here. I'm sorry."
"Good." Ginny slowly began to blush. "Hey."
"Hey Gin."