Explanation: This story takes place at the Burrow, the summer after Harry's fifth year in The Order of the Phoenix. In the book, that would mean it is the year 1996, but some terms and allusions used in this fiction (such as the movie Signs) may have taken place subsequently.
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Chapter 1
Ginny Weasley awoke to the raucous sound of glasses shattering down three floors in the kitchen. In a trice, she arose out of bed. She needed something to keep her mind off her last dream. Her dreams have generally been pointless until that summer. It was the summer before her fifth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and she was a mere 15 years old—which may have been quite a considerable deal for her mum "Oh, two more years and my little girl will be gone!" —but Ginny liked to keep humble about the matter.
As much as she wanted to take focus off the dream, she just couldn't resist thinking about it. She dreamt about being back at Hogwarts, reliving the day of the last Quidditch match, the day of the great Ravenclaw defeat by Gryffindor, except it would begin with Ginny moments away from catching the Golden Snitch right under Cho Chang's nose. Cho's face would display a great shock which would be followed by a scoff and a rolling of the eyes. In reality, the Gryffindor crowd would have stood up and cheered, but Ginny's dream seemed to twist in a different direction.
She was actually having the same reoccurring dream each night that entire week; only each one would take on a different ending. The night before, it ended with the whole crowd booing and changing "Weasley is Our King" to "Weasley is Our Queen" so the song could revolve around Ginny. Harry Potter would run out and shout, "How could you do that to poor Cho? Don't you know she is smarter, prettier, and way more popular than you are?" and then he would jinx her with a numbing curse where Ginny would fall off her broom onto the ground without any feeling left in her limbs, and she would weep until Filch would come and shuffle her off the grounds . . .
She didn't want to dwell on something so painful—that didn't even happen. It was only a dream, she thought. "More like a nightmare . . ." she said to herself.
Though, the night before that, her dream resulted in catching the Snitch and then looking around to see if anyone noticed, but the stands would go completely silent as the students would disapparate and then Draco Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson would come out to congratulate and crown her with a tiara made out of Devil's Snare which would latch hold on to Ginny's head, make way down her throat, and choke her, as then Harry runs in and shouts, "Stupefy!" while Ginny struggles and to her surprise, the spell doesn't hit her, but the plant strangling her. Draco and Pansy attempt to make a run for it as Harry points his wand at both of them and then yells, "Rictusempra!" where Draco and Pansy would then fall to the ground laughing their heads off. Ginny is on the ground, pretending to have also been stunned as Harry cries, "Ginny!" and then runs over to aid her, "Ennervate!" he shouts, and Ginny "regains consciousness" as he embraces her in his arms.
Ginny recalled having a cheerful morning that day, but again, she tried to clear her mind. If only I knew more about Occlumency, she thought as she brushed her hair, "Maybe Harry could tell me about it," but then she decided to also throw that at the back of her head which brought her back to thinking about her dreams again. Is it common to have the same dream every night? "Harry would know!" she said as she heard a banging on the door.
"Ginny! Who are you talking to?" shouted Ron.
"No one!" Ginny shouted back.
"Are you talking to yourself again? I don't know how much you've fantasized about it, but you aren't in one of those Muggle mooovies Dad has been taking us to! " he yelled.
"Leave me alone, Ron!"
"Sorry, but I can't. Mum is downstairs and she's in one of her moods. She doesn't want you leaving those half-full glasses of water around the house."
"Well, I'm more familiar with the term 'half-empty', and could you please tell her that I'll be down in a minute? I just woke-up!"
"OK! But you don't have to act all up on me. I just received a verbal beating from Mum! I never meant for the Bludger to end up under her pillow."
Ginny could hear Ron's footsteps fading away. She was too overcome by her thoughts that she lay down on her bed again and gave up. She was to reflect on her feelings. She tried to deny it but everything came down to Harry. "But I have a boyfriend," she spoke to herself again. That I've only spoken to about two or three times, she thought. She turned onto her left side and picked up a letter from Dean she received two weeks after she returned home from Hogwarts. He mainly talked about Quidditch and some Muggle sport called Soccer. It may have been a least bit of interest to her, but at that moment, it fully lost its appeal.
"I thought I was over Harry." she spoke aloud again, "but he never really thought much of me—especially since that Cho Chang got involved,"—except she's out of the picture now, "but I shouldn't keep my hopes up, anyway! I should just let it go! He will never feel the same way!"— yeah, that'll be easy when he's coming to visit for the rest of the summer, Ginny sat up straight, "That's in two days!"
"VIRGINIA WEASLEY! GET DOWN HERE NOW!" yelled the voice of Mrs. Weasley from the kitchen.
