Ginevera Weasley and the Reseer Quill
By DiggaDigga
A/n- okay, this is my first story so please be patient. Also, I have regents and finals next week, so the next update might take a little while. Oh, and I accept flames
Ginevera Weasley settled down in the grass surrounding her home. She sighed as she opened her notebook and took out an ordinary pen. One would not suspect anything abnormal about her, and in a way, nothing was. Ginny, for that is what everyone called her, silently swore as her pen ran out of ink. It was her last one, and her father wasn't going into the muggle shops for at least a month. But there was a thought that she had just had to get down. So Ginny went through her school bag until she found an ordinary quill. Her favorite one, the purple one with a single eagle feather, and nervoulsly dipped it in ink and started writing. Not her real feelings of course. That would come later. Ginny hated writing anything about herself using a quill, in anything resembling a diary. Her paranoia was all because of a certain incident in her first year at school. Now she was in her 5th year at Hogwarts and still never forgot that incident. After many test sentences, she began.
July 30, I had one of those dreams again. Harry was in it. I know he was trying to
tell me something, but I couldn't understand what he was saying. What
should I do???? My brothers would make fun of me if I told them, so
what?????
All of a sudden Ginny's quill took a life of its own. It wrote the Harry/Neville and Voldemort cant both survive. Ginny screamed, and her mom came rushing over, as did Dumbledore whose head had been sticking out of the fire.
"What happened Ginny?" Dumbledore asked, concerned.
"My quill. Something's wrong with it. I was writing in my journal and all of a sudden it... it.... Well, this happened" Ginny said, hysterical while thrusting the paper to Dumbledore.
"Oh my, this is very serious, very serious indeed. But may I ask, when did Harry tell you? I mean, you guys left right away, and he must now he can't owl out this information. What if it had been intercepted?"
"What do you mean? This is about H-H-Harry???? Impossible! That means... And he knows about it? That's horrible. Wait a minute. That means that this is true. It can't possibly be true"
"I'm afraid it is. But it doesn't do good to try to stop fate. Instead could you explain this sentence. I don't get it" He was pointing to one of the practice sentences.
"Well, you see. I have been always careful about my journals these days that I am always writing these sentences. Though I don't think that I'll be doing that again anytime soon." Ron was confused. They were talking about Harry, that much he understood. "I demand to know what is going on!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is my best mate that your talking about and I want to know what's happening!"
"Demand as you may, this is Harry's business. It is his decision and your sister should not even know. I am afraid that I can not tell you." Ron turned to ask more, but Dumbledore already floo'd out of the burrow. He then went to find Ginny, but she was already in her room. No doubt to owl Harry.
Dear Harry, I'm not really sure what happened today, but I found out about the prophesy that may have something to do with you. Now before you get all mad, no one
knows what it is other than Dumbledore and I, and he won't even really explain it to me. I am trying to get you permission to go to the burrow. I know that I can't even guess at what you're going through, but I want you
to know that I'll be there.
Love (crossed out) from,
Ginny
By DiggaDigga
A/n- okay, this is my first story so please be patient. Also, I have regents and finals next week, so the next update might take a little while. Oh, and I accept flames
Ginevera Weasley settled down in the grass surrounding her home. She sighed as she opened her notebook and took out an ordinary pen. One would not suspect anything abnormal about her, and in a way, nothing was. Ginny, for that is what everyone called her, silently swore as her pen ran out of ink. It was her last one, and her father wasn't going into the muggle shops for at least a month. But there was a thought that she had just had to get down. So Ginny went through her school bag until she found an ordinary quill. Her favorite one, the purple one with a single eagle feather, and nervoulsly dipped it in ink and started writing. Not her real feelings of course. That would come later. Ginny hated writing anything about herself using a quill, in anything resembling a diary. Her paranoia was all because of a certain incident in her first year at school. Now she was in her 5th year at Hogwarts and still never forgot that incident. After many test sentences, she began.
July 30, I had one of those dreams again. Harry was in it. I know he was trying to
tell me something, but I couldn't understand what he was saying. What
should I do???? My brothers would make fun of me if I told them, so
what?????
All of a sudden Ginny's quill took a life of its own. It wrote the Harry/Neville and Voldemort cant both survive. Ginny screamed, and her mom came rushing over, as did Dumbledore whose head had been sticking out of the fire.
"What happened Ginny?" Dumbledore asked, concerned.
"My quill. Something's wrong with it. I was writing in my journal and all of a sudden it... it.... Well, this happened" Ginny said, hysterical while thrusting the paper to Dumbledore.
"Oh my, this is very serious, very serious indeed. But may I ask, when did Harry tell you? I mean, you guys left right away, and he must now he can't owl out this information. What if it had been intercepted?"
"What do you mean? This is about H-H-Harry???? Impossible! That means... And he knows about it? That's horrible. Wait a minute. That means that this is true. It can't possibly be true"
"I'm afraid it is. But it doesn't do good to try to stop fate. Instead could you explain this sentence. I don't get it" He was pointing to one of the practice sentences.
"Well, you see. I have been always careful about my journals these days that I am always writing these sentences. Though I don't think that I'll be doing that again anytime soon." Ron was confused. They were talking about Harry, that much he understood. "I demand to know what is going on!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is my best mate that your talking about and I want to know what's happening!"
"Demand as you may, this is Harry's business. It is his decision and your sister should not even know. I am afraid that I can not tell you." Ron turned to ask more, but Dumbledore already floo'd out of the burrow. He then went to find Ginny, but she was already in her room. No doubt to owl Harry.
Dear Harry, I'm not really sure what happened today, but I found out about the prophesy that may have something to do with you. Now before you get all mad, no one
knows what it is other than Dumbledore and I, and he won't even really explain it to me. I am trying to get you permission to go to the burrow. I know that I can't even guess at what you're going through, but I want you
to know that I'll be there.
Love (crossed out) from,
Ginny