Chapter One
What Happens Now?
When Ginny woke up the next morning, she was grinning broadly. At first she couldn't remember why she was so happy. 'Oh yeah, Harry loves me.' She thought happily. She got up and dressed quickly. Sally came slithering in just as she was pulling on her shirt. "Sssomebody looksss extremely happy." Sally replied slyly. "Why do you think?" She asked with great sarcasm. "Doesss it have to do with a certain black haired boy that you kissssed last night?" She asked innocently with a wide grin. "Yes." Ginny said then she jumped on her bed, pulled her pillow toward her, and screamed happily into it. "It wasss that good, huh?" Said Sally, climbing up the bedpost next to her. "It was better than that. Oh Sal, it felt so good to finally let it out." "Yesss, well, I know it wasss good for Harry, too. He kept murmuring in hisss sssleep about you. Sssomething about your sssoft ssskin." Ginny looked up at her. "Sal, you are so bad!" She said tossing her pillow at her. "Well, isssn't it my job to be? That'sss what I am here for." And with that, Sally led the way downstairs.
Harry was just setting the breakfast table when Ginny and Sally came in. "Hey Rose, I was just about to wake you up." "With a kissss no doubt." Murmured Sally, so that only Ginny could hear. "Sal, behave!" She whispered back. "Morning Harry!" "You ready for breakfast?" "Yeah."
About a half an hour later, after they had finished breakfast and sent some food to Mrs. Weasley, they sat together on the couch. "What are we supposed to do now?" Asked Ginny. "What do you mean?" "Well, Pawn and Books are coming back in a few days for the family reunion, do we tell them, or do we keep it a secret for a while?" Harry turned to look at her more fully. She had never looked more beautiful than she did now to him. "Well," he said, slightly distracted, "Books already knows, she's known for a while now, but I think we can hold off telling Pawn a little while longer. He's more clueless than I am, and I don't think he wants, or is ready, to know that we are together." "You can't keep it from him forever." Said Sally wisely. "Yeah, but I don't think it could hurt to prolong the moment. I'm with Harry, I think we can at least be honest with Books, and tell Pawns when we are ready." "And when will that be?" Asked Sally. "How about the day after never?" Asked Harry. "Harry, even Pawn isn't that thick. If he doesn't notice anything by the end of the year, God forbid he isn't that thick, we will tell him." "What if Books tells him?" Harry asked, a little afraid of that idea. "I will ask her not to. We keep a lot of secrets for each other, she won't. And when I explain that we will tell when we are good and ready, she'll back off. At least, I hope." She added.
Ginny and Sally sat in Ginny's room alone later on. "What'sss wrong Rossse? You ssseem a bit preoccupied." "Sal, I am afraid about the prophesy. Harry has to find his true love, but he's spending so much time with me. I don't want to get in the way of the prophesy, that's a scary thought, but I also want to stay with Harry." "I really can't help you there Rossse, I don't know who his true love isss, if I did I would tell you." ' I am lying, but they can't know yet. They aren't ready for it.' "If you ever find out, will you tell me?" "Of courssse." 'When you are ready.'
Ginny and Harry were setting up the picnic for the little party (if you could call 16 people, seventeen if you counted Mary, a small party) and waited in Harry's, which was really Charlie's, room for the guests to arrive while Mr. and Mrs. Weasley waited downstairs. "When are you going to tell Books?" Asked Harry, even though he still wasn't sure if they should do this or not. "Tonight. I wrote to her a little while back and said that we should have a girl's night up again so we could talk about our summers. She wrote back and agreed." She started packing Harry's books into the bottom of his trunk. The summer was over, yet they both had a lot of packing to do before they could get onto Platform 9 3/4 the next day. "Good." "You still aren't sure about this are you, Harry?" "He'sss never sssure about anything." Interjected Sally. "Yes I am. I'm sure that I have way to much power for a fifteen year old boy. I am sure that I love Rose, and I am sure that this summer has been probably the best summer that I have had all my life. Stop packing my stuff, Rose, I can get all that stuff in there in about five seconds with all the power I have." And with a wave of his hand, all of his books, quills, and parchment started piling neatly into the trunk. Ginny had to duck for the cauldron to get by, and she watched as everything piled in. "Very nice. What about your clothes?" She asked. "Like I am going to pack them with you in the room." He said, a glint in his eye. Ginny looked at him, and then processed what she had said. She gave a small gasp. "I'm sorry Harry. I didn't mean that I wanted to see all your . . . well . . . hmm . . . uh . . ." "Forget about it, Rose." He said with a grin. "I know what you really meant. I just like messing with your head." "Harry, your getting just as bad as Sally!" She said, and made to throw one of his pillows at him, but he grabbed one first and hit her with it. "Hey! I resent that remark!" Yelled Sally as Ginny grabbed a pillow and hit Harry in retaliation. It turned into a huge battle. Pillow feathers flew everywhere as they whacked each other as hard as they could. After maybe fifteen minutes, Ginny collapsed on the floor as Harry collapsed on the bed. "Well," said Sally. "I have heard of couple argumentsss, but I think that maybe this was a little ridiculousss. Now who is going to clean thisss up?" "I am." Said Harry, a little breathless from the battle. And with another wave . . .
Ron and Hermione entered the room just before Harry could finish the spell. The feathers that had just started to rise off of the floor and bed, returned to where they had been with a quick thump. Harry and Ginny both sat up. "Uh, did we come at a bad time?" Asked Hermione. "No! Welcome back!" Said Ginny, and she ran over to hug Hermione and then Ron. "Did Pawn behave himself?" "Not the best, but he was okay. Your mom looks a lot better Rose." "Yeah," added Ron. "I was really upset that I couldn't come back for mum, but I had to stay with Booky. She made me feel better about it though." "I bet she did." Harry murmured in Parseltoungue so that only Sally and Ginny knew what he was saying. Ginny snorted, and Sally did what could only be described as a laugh. "Do you . . . uh . . . want help cleaning this up?" Asked Hermione, as a change of subject. Ginny looked at Harry, and Harry could tell she wondered if he was going to tell them about his power. He felt that he might as well. He waved his hand and the feathers disappeared. Another wave of his hand and the door shut and locked behind Hermione and Ron. Hermione screamed, and Ron turned to Harry and Ginny for an explanation. "I can use magic without my wand now. I have more power than I can hold, and the wand limits me and gets in my way." And with that, he went into the whole story, about the prophesy, the tower, and . . . well . . . everything. Except, of course, Ginny and his relationship. Hermione would find out later and Ron, well, Ron would just find out. By that time, it had gotten late, and Mrs. Weasley was calling up the stairs for them all to come down and eat. "There's one more thing," said Ginny and they all stopped before they left. "The attack that was done on mom wasn't aimed for mom. It was supposed to be for me." Ron looked like he was about to explode. "Why would somebody want to attack Rose?" He asked through gritted teeth. "We're not sure, but Pawn, don't worry about it. We're going to figure it out and make sure that Rose is safe. We can talk to Professor Dumbledore, and he can figure out some way of protection for her." Said Harry comfortingly. Ron still looked like he was about to explode, so Hermione suggested that they all go down and eat and see the rest of the family. Ron calmed down slightly, and Ron and Hermione walked in front while and Harry and Ginny lagged behind, Sally around Ginny's wrist. "Well, Pawn still hadn't changed. He is really worried." Said Ginny with a sigh. "He just really cares about you and your safety. I do too for that matter." Said Harry, putting an arm around her waist. "Thanks Harry." She said grinning. Harry always made her so happy, and knew exactly what to say to make her feel better. Especially if it had to do with Ron. He just seemed to have a sort of power over her that she couldn't really describe. As they walked out, Charlie called to Ginny, and she ran over to him, leaving Harry with Ron and Hermione. "So how was your summer Harry? Did Ginny have you running around after her?" Asked Ron. Harry looked up at him. He knew that Ron had been joking, but Ron would never know how close to the truth that statement was. "Not really. We were pretty much taking care of your mom all summer, and we only had a little bit of time off on her birthday and my birthday." "Oh really? What did you do?" Asked Hermione. "Nothing really. We just had some cake and ice cream and a little walk." Harry gave her a significant stare that said plainly that she would learn the truth later. She caught it, and gave a slight nod so that Ron couldn't figure anything out. Everybody settled down. Fred and George came over to talk about the joke shop experience and Percy could be seen with Penelope talking about his new job to his mom and dad and Mr. and Mrs. Granger. "And the customers really seemed to like us." Concluded Fred as Mrs. Weasley passed out the dessert. "Yeah, and it's good thing too, since we are taking over Zonko's when the owners retire." Added Fred. "So you guys had a good summer?" Asked Hermione. "Yeah." "The best." "Seems like everybody had fun." Replied Ron. "It would have been perfect if mom hadn't been attacked." Added George. "I wonder why she was attacked." Said Fred. Harry and Ginny looked at each other uneasily. Should they tell Fred and George what happened. They decided not to. "Well," said Hermione. "I think that Rose has some packing to do before we get on the train tomorrow. We're going to call it a night." "Good night!" "Good night." Hermione went over to hug and kiss her parent's good-bye, and Ginny hugged and kissed her parents and gave Charlie one last hug good-bye.
"So, what's going on between you and Harry?" She asked, as she helped pile a few of the books into the bottom of the trunk. "Nothing." Said Ginny quickly. "Oh, the letter that said we had to talk alone was nothing, then, was it?" Said Hermione, turning around to face her. "Well, Harry and I agreed that it would be okay to tell you, because you kind of figured it out a long time ago. You just have to promise not to tell Pawn." Hermione looked at her carefully, and then let out a soft squeal. "You guys finally figured it out! Oh my God! When? How? Did Sally tell you?" "No, she said that she hadn't wanted to say anything, because she thought it best to let us figure it out ourselves. You aren't going to tell Pawn, are you?" "No! Of course I won't if you don't want me to. Rose, this is the best! How long have you been going out?" "We only just figured it out a few nights ago." And with that, Ginny went on to tell her what had happened all summer. The birthdays, the healing stone, Bloody Hell, Diagon Alley, and ended it with what happened when they finally kissed. "Oh my God! He had to go to the bathroom, so he went into yours? And you hadn't warned him?" "It hadn't occurred to me that he would have to use it! It was pretty embarrassing." She said with a shrug. "I can only imagine! I mean, if it gave me a shock the first time I used it, imagine what it did to poor Harry!" "I know!" Said Ginny, shaking her head. "But it's not like I planned for that to happen." "Well, all I can say is, that I am so happy for you that I could just burst." "Think about how I feel! This is happening to me after all!" "Wait minute, are we being to loud? Will Pawn be able to hear us?" Asked Hermione nervously. Ron was staying in Charlie's room with Harry, it being to much of a hassle to unpack his stuff and bring it into his room and then have to clean it up tomorrow morning. "No, Harry put a sound proof charm on my room a little while ago. We could scream at the top of our lungs, and nobody would hear us." "Let's finish packing. We can talk all we want when the year starts."
The next morning, nobody was in a rush. All the packing had been done last night, so nobody had any problem finding their school things. They left the Burrow in the Ministry's cars that Mr. Weasley had borrowed from work. They reached King's Cross station in plenty of time. They all said good-bye to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, and climbed on the train, ready for a new year at Hogwarts.
(T/N: Me~ Oh my!
Heather~ Well, this has to be a first.
Me~ The first time in history! I can't even believe it myself.
Heather~ You're writing a chapter story from Lily's story?!?
Me~ Oh, like I can control even my brilliant mind? When I started this, I had never would have expected THIS to happen.
Heather~ A fanfic chapter book about a fanfic chapter book? It's a miracle if LILY recovers from the shock.
Me~ She's on vacation, I'll have to call her when she gets home.
Heather~ You can't post this yet.
Me~ I know, I just had to start typing it. Are you staying with me for a while Heather?
Heather~ Somebody has to control you and that "brilliant" mind. I think I will.
Me~ Aren't you going to miss SIRIUS?
Heather~ I can leave you know.
Me~ I'm sorry. I have to get a cool cloth. I can't believe this is happening!
Heather~ You can't believe it? Think about Lily!
Me~ I know. I'm afraid. I'm VERY afraid. I think people need to pray for me. I hope everybody likes this. Review! * puts cool cloth to head while Heather complains about crazy girls* Heather!
Heather~ Sorry!
Me~ Please review. And don't be mad!)
What Happens Now?
When Ginny woke up the next morning, she was grinning broadly. At first she couldn't remember why she was so happy. 'Oh yeah, Harry loves me.' She thought happily. She got up and dressed quickly. Sally came slithering in just as she was pulling on her shirt. "Sssomebody looksss extremely happy." Sally replied slyly. "Why do you think?" She asked with great sarcasm. "Doesss it have to do with a certain black haired boy that you kissssed last night?" She asked innocently with a wide grin. "Yes." Ginny said then she jumped on her bed, pulled her pillow toward her, and screamed happily into it. "It wasss that good, huh?" Said Sally, climbing up the bedpost next to her. "It was better than that. Oh Sal, it felt so good to finally let it out." "Yesss, well, I know it wasss good for Harry, too. He kept murmuring in hisss sssleep about you. Sssomething about your sssoft ssskin." Ginny looked up at her. "Sal, you are so bad!" She said tossing her pillow at her. "Well, isssn't it my job to be? That'sss what I am here for." And with that, Sally led the way downstairs.
Harry was just setting the breakfast table when Ginny and Sally came in. "Hey Rose, I was just about to wake you up." "With a kissss no doubt." Murmured Sally, so that only Ginny could hear. "Sal, behave!" She whispered back. "Morning Harry!" "You ready for breakfast?" "Yeah."
About a half an hour later, after they had finished breakfast and sent some food to Mrs. Weasley, they sat together on the couch. "What are we supposed to do now?" Asked Ginny. "What do you mean?" "Well, Pawn and Books are coming back in a few days for the family reunion, do we tell them, or do we keep it a secret for a while?" Harry turned to look at her more fully. She had never looked more beautiful than she did now to him. "Well," he said, slightly distracted, "Books already knows, she's known for a while now, but I think we can hold off telling Pawn a little while longer. He's more clueless than I am, and I don't think he wants, or is ready, to know that we are together." "You can't keep it from him forever." Said Sally wisely. "Yeah, but I don't think it could hurt to prolong the moment. I'm with Harry, I think we can at least be honest with Books, and tell Pawns when we are ready." "And when will that be?" Asked Sally. "How about the day after never?" Asked Harry. "Harry, even Pawn isn't that thick. If he doesn't notice anything by the end of the year, God forbid he isn't that thick, we will tell him." "What if Books tells him?" Harry asked, a little afraid of that idea. "I will ask her not to. We keep a lot of secrets for each other, she won't. And when I explain that we will tell when we are good and ready, she'll back off. At least, I hope." She added.
Ginny and Sally sat in Ginny's room alone later on. "What'sss wrong Rossse? You ssseem a bit preoccupied." "Sal, I am afraid about the prophesy. Harry has to find his true love, but he's spending so much time with me. I don't want to get in the way of the prophesy, that's a scary thought, but I also want to stay with Harry." "I really can't help you there Rossse, I don't know who his true love isss, if I did I would tell you." ' I am lying, but they can't know yet. They aren't ready for it.' "If you ever find out, will you tell me?" "Of courssse." 'When you are ready.'
Ginny and Harry were setting up the picnic for the little party (if you could call 16 people, seventeen if you counted Mary, a small party) and waited in Harry's, which was really Charlie's, room for the guests to arrive while Mr. and Mrs. Weasley waited downstairs. "When are you going to tell Books?" Asked Harry, even though he still wasn't sure if they should do this or not. "Tonight. I wrote to her a little while back and said that we should have a girl's night up again so we could talk about our summers. She wrote back and agreed." She started packing Harry's books into the bottom of his trunk. The summer was over, yet they both had a lot of packing to do before they could get onto Platform 9 3/4 the next day. "Good." "You still aren't sure about this are you, Harry?" "He'sss never sssure about anything." Interjected Sally. "Yes I am. I'm sure that I have way to much power for a fifteen year old boy. I am sure that I love Rose, and I am sure that this summer has been probably the best summer that I have had all my life. Stop packing my stuff, Rose, I can get all that stuff in there in about five seconds with all the power I have." And with a wave of his hand, all of his books, quills, and parchment started piling neatly into the trunk. Ginny had to duck for the cauldron to get by, and she watched as everything piled in. "Very nice. What about your clothes?" She asked. "Like I am going to pack them with you in the room." He said, a glint in his eye. Ginny looked at him, and then processed what she had said. She gave a small gasp. "I'm sorry Harry. I didn't mean that I wanted to see all your . . . well . . . hmm . . . uh . . ." "Forget about it, Rose." He said with a grin. "I know what you really meant. I just like messing with your head." "Harry, your getting just as bad as Sally!" She said, and made to throw one of his pillows at him, but he grabbed one first and hit her with it. "Hey! I resent that remark!" Yelled Sally as Ginny grabbed a pillow and hit Harry in retaliation. It turned into a huge battle. Pillow feathers flew everywhere as they whacked each other as hard as they could. After maybe fifteen minutes, Ginny collapsed on the floor as Harry collapsed on the bed. "Well," said Sally. "I have heard of couple argumentsss, but I think that maybe this was a little ridiculousss. Now who is going to clean thisss up?" "I am." Said Harry, a little breathless from the battle. And with another wave . . .
Ron and Hermione entered the room just before Harry could finish the spell. The feathers that had just started to rise off of the floor and bed, returned to where they had been with a quick thump. Harry and Ginny both sat up. "Uh, did we come at a bad time?" Asked Hermione. "No! Welcome back!" Said Ginny, and she ran over to hug Hermione and then Ron. "Did Pawn behave himself?" "Not the best, but he was okay. Your mom looks a lot better Rose." "Yeah," added Ron. "I was really upset that I couldn't come back for mum, but I had to stay with Booky. She made me feel better about it though." "I bet she did." Harry murmured in Parseltoungue so that only Sally and Ginny knew what he was saying. Ginny snorted, and Sally did what could only be described as a laugh. "Do you . . . uh . . . want help cleaning this up?" Asked Hermione, as a change of subject. Ginny looked at Harry, and Harry could tell she wondered if he was going to tell them about his power. He felt that he might as well. He waved his hand and the feathers disappeared. Another wave of his hand and the door shut and locked behind Hermione and Ron. Hermione screamed, and Ron turned to Harry and Ginny for an explanation. "I can use magic without my wand now. I have more power than I can hold, and the wand limits me and gets in my way." And with that, he went into the whole story, about the prophesy, the tower, and . . . well . . . everything. Except, of course, Ginny and his relationship. Hermione would find out later and Ron, well, Ron would just find out. By that time, it had gotten late, and Mrs. Weasley was calling up the stairs for them all to come down and eat. "There's one more thing," said Ginny and they all stopped before they left. "The attack that was done on mom wasn't aimed for mom. It was supposed to be for me." Ron looked like he was about to explode. "Why would somebody want to attack Rose?" He asked through gritted teeth. "We're not sure, but Pawn, don't worry about it. We're going to figure it out and make sure that Rose is safe. We can talk to Professor Dumbledore, and he can figure out some way of protection for her." Said Harry comfortingly. Ron still looked like he was about to explode, so Hermione suggested that they all go down and eat and see the rest of the family. Ron calmed down slightly, and Ron and Hermione walked in front while and Harry and Ginny lagged behind, Sally around Ginny's wrist. "Well, Pawn still hadn't changed. He is really worried." Said Ginny with a sigh. "He just really cares about you and your safety. I do too for that matter." Said Harry, putting an arm around her waist. "Thanks Harry." She said grinning. Harry always made her so happy, and knew exactly what to say to make her feel better. Especially if it had to do with Ron. He just seemed to have a sort of power over her that she couldn't really describe. As they walked out, Charlie called to Ginny, and she ran over to him, leaving Harry with Ron and Hermione. "So how was your summer Harry? Did Ginny have you running around after her?" Asked Ron. Harry looked up at him. He knew that Ron had been joking, but Ron would never know how close to the truth that statement was. "Not really. We were pretty much taking care of your mom all summer, and we only had a little bit of time off on her birthday and my birthday." "Oh really? What did you do?" Asked Hermione. "Nothing really. We just had some cake and ice cream and a little walk." Harry gave her a significant stare that said plainly that she would learn the truth later. She caught it, and gave a slight nod so that Ron couldn't figure anything out. Everybody settled down. Fred and George came over to talk about the joke shop experience and Percy could be seen with Penelope talking about his new job to his mom and dad and Mr. and Mrs. Granger. "And the customers really seemed to like us." Concluded Fred as Mrs. Weasley passed out the dessert. "Yeah, and it's good thing too, since we are taking over Zonko's when the owners retire." Added Fred. "So you guys had a good summer?" Asked Hermione. "Yeah." "The best." "Seems like everybody had fun." Replied Ron. "It would have been perfect if mom hadn't been attacked." Added George. "I wonder why she was attacked." Said Fred. Harry and Ginny looked at each other uneasily. Should they tell Fred and George what happened. They decided not to. "Well," said Hermione. "I think that Rose has some packing to do before we get on the train tomorrow. We're going to call it a night." "Good night!" "Good night." Hermione went over to hug and kiss her parent's good-bye, and Ginny hugged and kissed her parents and gave Charlie one last hug good-bye.
"So, what's going on between you and Harry?" She asked, as she helped pile a few of the books into the bottom of the trunk. "Nothing." Said Ginny quickly. "Oh, the letter that said we had to talk alone was nothing, then, was it?" Said Hermione, turning around to face her. "Well, Harry and I agreed that it would be okay to tell you, because you kind of figured it out a long time ago. You just have to promise not to tell Pawn." Hermione looked at her carefully, and then let out a soft squeal. "You guys finally figured it out! Oh my God! When? How? Did Sally tell you?" "No, she said that she hadn't wanted to say anything, because she thought it best to let us figure it out ourselves. You aren't going to tell Pawn, are you?" "No! Of course I won't if you don't want me to. Rose, this is the best! How long have you been going out?" "We only just figured it out a few nights ago." And with that, Ginny went on to tell her what had happened all summer. The birthdays, the healing stone, Bloody Hell, Diagon Alley, and ended it with what happened when they finally kissed. "Oh my God! He had to go to the bathroom, so he went into yours? And you hadn't warned him?" "It hadn't occurred to me that he would have to use it! It was pretty embarrassing." She said with a shrug. "I can only imagine! I mean, if it gave me a shock the first time I used it, imagine what it did to poor Harry!" "I know!" Said Ginny, shaking her head. "But it's not like I planned for that to happen." "Well, all I can say is, that I am so happy for you that I could just burst." "Think about how I feel! This is happening to me after all!" "Wait minute, are we being to loud? Will Pawn be able to hear us?" Asked Hermione nervously. Ron was staying in Charlie's room with Harry, it being to much of a hassle to unpack his stuff and bring it into his room and then have to clean it up tomorrow morning. "No, Harry put a sound proof charm on my room a little while ago. We could scream at the top of our lungs, and nobody would hear us." "Let's finish packing. We can talk all we want when the year starts."
The next morning, nobody was in a rush. All the packing had been done last night, so nobody had any problem finding their school things. They left the Burrow in the Ministry's cars that Mr. Weasley had borrowed from work. They reached King's Cross station in plenty of time. They all said good-bye to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, and climbed on the train, ready for a new year at Hogwarts.
(T/N: Me~ Oh my!
Heather~ Well, this has to be a first.
Me~ The first time in history! I can't even believe it myself.
Heather~ You're writing a chapter story from Lily's story?!?
Me~ Oh, like I can control even my brilliant mind? When I started this, I had never would have expected THIS to happen.
Heather~ A fanfic chapter book about a fanfic chapter book? It's a miracle if LILY recovers from the shock.
Me~ She's on vacation, I'll have to call her when she gets home.
Heather~ You can't post this yet.
Me~ I know, I just had to start typing it. Are you staying with me for a while Heather?
Heather~ Somebody has to control you and that "brilliant" mind. I think I will.
Me~ Aren't you going to miss SIRIUS?
Heather~ I can leave you know.
Me~ I'm sorry. I have to get a cool cloth. I can't believe this is happening!
Heather~ You can't believe it? Think about Lily!
Me~ I know. I'm afraid. I'm VERY afraid. I think people need to pray for me. I hope everybody likes this. Review! * puts cool cloth to head while Heather complains about crazy girls* Heather!
Heather~ Sorry!
Me~ Please review. And don't be mad!)