A World without the Hate is What We
Wish For

Prologue/Summary thingy

Several changes had occurred over the summer break, though no one noticed them so far. It was Christmas break now, and few close friends had been told and more friends would eventually find out, but that would be later yet. What would their families do when they found out? The changes weren't necessarily bad in their minds, but others would have kittens about them.

Chapter One: Hot Coco

Ginny Weasley ducked behind a suite of armor as a ghost glided passed. She held her breath until the being was safely out of sight, then slipped down the hall. After a few more tense minutes of keeping to the shadows, the red head arrived at the portrait of the Fat Lady. The woman in the painting shared a wink with her and silently swung open to admit the Gryffindor in to bed. "Just in time, Miss Weasley!" The girl smiled and thanked her.

Ginny sneaked to the stairs, then at the last minute turned to the 6th year boy's dormitory. Poking her head in, the red head paled at the sight of her brother's and Harry's empty beds. Uh oh. She thought. Ginny moved farther into the room, thankful that everyone else was home for Christmas. Harry's bed was still made, but her brother's was messed up. Where would they be? Ginny suddenly had a horrible thought. What if they followed me?!

"Ginny?! What the bloody hell are you doing in the boy's room?!" The said girl yelped at the voice and spun around. Ronald was standing in the doorway, he's face red with anger.

"I—I was—. " Ginny stammered, trying to think up an excuse.

"She was waiting for me, Ron. Calm down." Ron moved into the room to let Harry in. The raven boy was holding two steamy mugs of hot coco. Ron's face turned purple. Harry just shook his head, "She fell asleep in the common room and had a nightmare. Since you were at detention she came to me; I had gone to get us something hot to drink in order to calm her down."

Ron relaxed. "Oh." He shrugged, and then yawned nosily. "Go drink your stuff down stairs and don't bother me; I going to bed."

Ginny felt a twinge of hurt that her brother didn't seem to care if she had a nightmare, even if it was a lie. She followed Harry out of the chamber, and he closed the wooden door to Ron. The black haired boy smiled at Ginny. "Let's go to Hermione." He suggested. "She's the only 6th year Gryffindor girl that dorm."

"Okay." Ginny said hesitantly, following the slightly taller boy to the girl's dormitory.

Knocking quietly on the door, Harry lightly pushed it open. "Hey Hermit." He greeted cheerfully.

"Harry? And Ginny? To what do I owe the pleasure of two's company on this lovely night?" The curly brown haired witch asked teasingly, closing the book that she had been reading on her lap.

Harry grinned and handed her one of the cup of hot coco. "To cheer you up of course." He turned, and gave the other cup to Ginny. "Here, drink up!"

Hermione took a sip of the warm drink and hummed with pleasure. "You are really good at make these, Ry!" Ginny nodded in agreement.

Harry bowed gracefully, sweeping his arms around. "Thank you very much, my beautiful Ladies."

The two girls laughed at the raven's antics. "Thanks Harry, for saving me back there." Ginny said. "I thought I'd have to endure Ron fury once again today."

Harry scowled. "Ron is being a down right prat about everything this year. First he beats up Malfoy for no apparent reason on the train, then he slaps Hermit, and now he yells at people for not moving out of his way and other bloody stupid stuff!" Ry tugged at his chin length black hair. "I can hardly stand being in the same room as him!"

Ginny stared wide eyed at Hermione. "He slapped you?! When?!"

The older witch bit her lip and nodded. "On the train to school…I don't even know why." She said softly. "All I did was ask him why he didn't write back to me this summer. I sent at least 30 letters and none got a reply!"

Ginny huffed. "Dump him." She advised gravely.

Hermione grinned. "Already done; Harry helped me with that."

Ry grinned. "Don't forget your end of the deal!"

Ginny looked between the two. "Deal?"

Hermione laughed. "He wants me to get up to date on all the latest gossip and have my help to pick out his new wardrobe for the New Year!"

Ginny's face brightened. "Can I help?"

Harry and Hermione looked at each other then shrugged. "Sure. But you have to promise me one thing."

"What's that?"

"Borrow my invisibility cloak next time you rendezvous with your loved one, okay?"

Ginny blushed scarlet. "You know about that?"

Ry smiled warmly and patted her head. "Ever since the beginning of the year, doll."

The 5th year's jaw dropped, "That long?"

The raven shrugged. "I had a hard time falling asleep in the beginning of the year, so I would sit in the common room all night."

Hermione laughed and winked at Ginny. "I think you have earned the right to know who Ginny breaks all the ruled for."

Ginny gnawed on her bottom lip nervously. "Um…"

Hermione put a comforting hand the younger girl's shoulder. "I don't think he'll react badly, Ginny. Harry's changed to, haven't you Harry?"

Harry sat with a soft thump on the empty bed parallel to Hermione's. "Indeed I have." He patted the blanket next to him. "Sit, doll. Or you'll fall down."

Ginny smiled at the raven and dropped down next to him. Then she realized what he called her. "Doll?" She asked, raising a fiery eyebrow.

Ry lifted on shoulder then dropped it. "You needed a nick name." He wrinkled his button nose, "And Gin is an alcoholic drink as well as it doesn't fit you; Doll is much better." He gave her another one of his famous grins. "And nothing you can say is gonna stop me from calling you that!"

The red head sighed, and then laughed. "I guess I can live with 'Doll' as my nickname." Ginny looked at Hermione. "He gave you the name 'Hermit'?"

The witch dictionary chuckled. "Despite all my protests, yes."

Ry snorted, "Well, would you rather be called 'Hermy' or 'Herm-herm'?"

Hermione chocked on her drink. "No!!"

The raven sniffed. "Then don't complain Hermit."

Ginny changing herself into a more comfortable position on her stomach as the two older students continued to banter back and forth. She liked this feeling of belonging deep in her heart that she had only ever experienced with Him. She grinned as Harry seemed to win the banter war, and started to pay attention to what the two were saying.

"Okay Ginny," Hermione looked sternly at her with doe brown eyes that showed her spark of life. "Spill you guts to Ry!"

The 16 year old boy leaned forward. Ginny took a deep breath. "We met over summer break," She explained to her keen audience. "I already knew of him, but never really met him." The red head paused again, "The guy I like is…"





Ha, ha! Cliffy! Tell me if this is a good cliffy b/c this is my first time writing a story like that. I actually dreamt this last night, and it stayed with me all day so I started to write it down… YAY!

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