AN: Good day, this is my first ever attempt to write a fan fic
all I can say is that I will take reviews as they come and I thank each and every person who took time out of their day to review. If you don't review I don't mind but I would like to have some criticism. Thank you for your time and I hope you enjoy the first chapter of what will be many.
PS: This may be a little out of character
Sixteen Of Many
Chapter one – Camp Dursley
It was a cold July morning in the Burrow and all the residents were asleep, bar one. Ginny Wesley, a young witch attending Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry was astounded at herself after what her, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Neville and Luna managed to do at the department of mysteries less than a week ago. The odds were stacked against them but she and all her friends managed to come out of it alive.
She had wondered how they had done it. Was is due to the lessons that Harry was giving in the DA? Or was it that they all felt like they were actually helping the cause instead of just sitting behind the high walls of Hogwarts. Whatever it was she was glad she and her classmates had some form of luck on their side.
The death of Sirius ought to be tough on Harry, this was the second time that he had seen someone die right before his eyes before. When Sirius was pushed into the veil by Bellatrix an unknown emotion swelled over Harry's face. It wasn't anger or hate. It was much much more. She has just taken the closest thing to a family away from him. Ginny saw Harry sprinting after Bellatrix. At that moment Ginny didn't know what to think. What was he going to do? Was he going to kill her? She didn't want to think about it. Or for that matter anything that happened after that point. The point she was trying to make in her head was that she was scared, scared of the expression that Harry's face had. She knew then that Harry was headed for something that she couldn't control and also that none of his friends could ever understand. She decided to write him a letter
Ginny thought to herself. Harry is probably going through a lot at the moment, but Hermione would've already sent him a letter telling him that he should open up and talk about it. Ginny decided to take a different approach.
Upon finishing the letter Ginny rolled it up and gave it to Errol the Weasly family owl and told the owl to deliver it to Harry. She didn't know what to think. She had just written to Harry Potter, the boy who saved her life in her first year from the memory of Voldemort and for 3 years after that she was the self proclaimed president of the Harry Potter fan club.
Ginny had always had a crush on Harry. She knew that he would never feel the same way. Mainly because she thought that he just saw her as Ron's little sister. Which was a adequate assumption to make. After all she is Ron's little sister. For a ling time she wondered about that which happened after what happened in the Chamber Of Secrets with the Diary of Tom Marvolo Riddle and the great Basilisk. Harry had saved her life. He really was a hero in her eyes. After doing so her and Harry didn't really speak much. It was as though he had saved her life and merely forgotten about her. Of course she thought she was being a bit melodramatic but she couldn't help herself. Writing that letter brought up some strange memories. Memories that she didn't really want to have brought up.
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As Harry awoke early that morning he trundled downstairs to the bathroom to prepare for yet another horrible day in the house of his relatives the Dursley's. Harry despised them for all the years he was locked in that cupboard under the stairs. After the morning trip to the bathroom Harry decided he was not quite awake enough yet to brave the kitchen. He didn't really wanted to be scolded and berated with questions at this hour of the morning.
He thought it would be best if he just sit in his room and pay some attention to Hedwig. After about forty minutes of playing with the snowy white owl Harry heard a tapping at his window. It was Errol. "Errol, what are you doing here?" he asked in shock. Once asking this Harry opened his window and Errol more so fell than flew in. Upon falling the owl dropped a piece of parchment with Harry's name on it. He had never seen this type of handwriting before it was very neat and tidy with little loops around the bottom of the R's. Harry was very confused. He decided to open it up and give it a read.
Dear Harry
I guess your wondering first off, who's handwriting is this. Its Ginny, you know? Ron's little sister? I know that we haven't really spoken much in the past, mainly cause I have always been hiding behind a book or trying to avoid you in the corridors. I thought I would write to you and give you thanks. Thank you for instructing me in the DA last year. It has really helped my confidence with tougher spells and the reason why these spells need to be used.
I have made it my decision that this year I wont be taking my "OWL's" all to seriously mainly because I have a feeling that soon we will be at war with Voldemort. Somehow I don't see my OWL results being all that important when the war comes around. Sure it may be nice to see a lot of O's on a piece of graded parchment but I think id rather help.
My main reasoning for this has come from what you were teaching us in the DA. I didn't know that I was capable of performing some of the spells that you were teaching us. I was shocked at myself. I learned more from you in those lessons that I did in DADA that year, mainly because of that fowl old Umbridge. You are a really good teacher. I know that a lot of the others are probably thinking the same thing I am in regards to your teaching, especially Neville and Luna
I don't really know how I can express what I am about to say next but Im sure that you will understand. I am sorry that you are stuck in that place with the Dursley's. They really are Horrible to you from what I have heard. I still keep thinking of my first year preparations and how Fred, George and Ron had to bring you to the Burrow. Ron said that they put bars on your windows. That's not right. A twelve year old boy should never have bars on his windows. I'm only hoping that they have calmed down a bit, now that they know you are getting older but I have a feeling I would have to hold my breath to that.
Anyways Harry I just wanted to say thanks. If you can write back please do. I would really like to hear from you.
Hoping you are well
Ginny
Ginny? Harry was utterly dumbfounded. He didn't know what to say. Ginny Weasly, "Ron's little sister" as she had so plainly put it had just written him a letter. This was very odd considering that this was the first time he had heard from anyone over the summer. And it came from the person he did not expect at the slightest. He had expected to hear from Ron or Hermoine first, but Ginny?. At any rate this new piece of information did nothing but astound him. He wasn't really sure what he would do next. Errol decided to let him know but flapping her wings anxiously.
Harry knew what he must do. Write back of course. But what to write? Should he say thanks? Or should he be entirely honest and tell her that she was the last person she expected to write to him? He really didn't know. At any rate he decided he would write back straight away. Mainly because Errol seemed to be getting quite agitated. He picked up his quill, unfolded a piece of spare parchment that was sprawled over his desk and began to write.
Dear Ginny
I don't know where to begin. I will be honest however. You were the last person that I had expected to write to me during my stay at the Dursley's. Although I wouldn't really call it a "stay", more like an imprisonment. So I would like to take the opportunity to say thank you. When I saw an owl at my window I was so happy, when I unfolded the parchment and saw the unfamiliar handwriting I was a little confused but all seemed well.
I do have to admit that I am a little shocked at what you said about you OWL's. I must admit that you are correct. A war is upon us and we must do everything in our power to stop Voldemort and his army. If you are serious in this then I will consider re opening the DA to a select few students who think that they are up to the challenge.
Again I say this, thanks a lot for what you said in your letter about the DA. I wasn't expecting it to go like that. To be perfectly honest I wasn't sure how I was expecting it to go. Although I am glad that at least one person thought it was worthwhile. You and a select others were progressing a lot faster than I had expected. I can't believe that you conjured a Corporeal Patronus! I was very shocked but also very proud of you.
The Dursley's haven't gotten any better this time around. In fact I think I would rather stay in my room the whole time then go downstairs and face them. Not that I am afraid of them or anything. Its just that I don't want to deal with their lack off acceptance towards the world I hold most dear. The way I look at it, and makes me feel a whole lot better, is that I am not at home. Hogwarts is my home, the Dursley's is more of a camp. A camp that pushes me to want to continue my education at school.
So far I haven't really got anything to report about them. Well if you excuse the lack of food, but I am getting by just fine.
Ginny, thank you so much for this letter. It has raised my spirits a lot and I am grateful for that. I am still quite annoyed that Ron and Hermoine haven't even bothered to write to me over the holidays, but I am inclined to find out why.
If you get the chance I would like to hear from you again.
Harry
AN..
And thus ends the first chapter but I will be posting another soon, if you do review I thank you a lot as like I said im new to this and I appreciate all reviews. See ya!