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A/N ~
Damn, I'm cruel for making you guys wait two extra days. I was going to split this chapter up in two, but I figured since I was so mean I should just post it as one. You better enjoy it. :P Oh, and when I say "growled" I mean as in tough voice. I'm sure you get the gist... I could have used that way more in the next chapter so I'm unsure if this note goes here or there.
One last note... REVIEW!
They keep me going and keep my eyes on the story and not trying to make fanart for it. Trust me, it's going to get way better and make some VERY unexpected turns.
~gevauden
CHAPTER TWO: THE FIRST YEAR
Ron Weasley and a small black haired boy went through to Platform 9 3/4.
It was strange how amazed the young boy was at the mere sight of the magic that allowed them to go through. It was as if the boy had never heard the words "magical barrier" before.
As soon as they were on the other side, the boy went to the train, leaving the Weasleys to their traditional goodbyes.
Ron said goodbye to his mother and followed after Fred and George onto the Hogwarts Express. A few minutes later he struggled to find himself a compartment, shuffling around to seek an empty one or one that was not completely full of girls.
Fred and George were already in one with some kids from his year and made it pretty clear that it was "big kids only."
He came upon a compartment with only one person in it. It was the black haired boy from the platform.
Without thinking, Ron took a deep breath and opened the door, "Hi, would you mind if I shared this compartment with you? There aren't anymore..."
The boy nodded and smiled. His hair moving as his head did to expose the scar on his forehead.
Ron's eyes widened as he spotted the lightning bolt scar. "Bloody hell, you're Harry Potter!"
The boy grinned and nodded.
"Wicked!" Ron grinned back, his eyes looking as if he won the lottery.
The boys quickly began talking about where they had been and what they had done for the past eleven years. Harry seemed reluctant to open up to Ron about the Dursleys, but it was OK since Ron seemed to enjoy one sided conversations. Ron was describing his family when it really hit the Weasley boy about Ginny.
"We're all red haired with freckles. They knew we're Weasleys because of that." Ron grinned wickedly as he opened a chocolate frog that Harry had bought for them, "Six siblings too! There's Bill, he's working in Egypt as a curse breaker. And Charlie is working at a new job in Romania with dragons!" Ron took a bite of the frog, carefully holding onto the struggling candy as it tried to escape his hand, "Percy is here... he's prefect for Gryffindor... sort of a stubborn git, but he can be a real Weasley when he tries! Fred and George are going to Hogwarts, they're twins. They like pranking. A lot. You'll notice them, don't worry."
"Then there's my sister Ginny, she's going to Hogwarts next year, she's..." Ron stopped speaking, the color in his face draining.
Just as he was going to continue with stuttered speech about how she was the youngest, the door opened and a bushy haired girl appeared, "Have any of you seen Neville's toad?"
Harry and Ron shook their heads, not knowing who Neville was. They just hadn't seen a toad.
"Has to be someone on the train..." mumbled the girl. She looked at Harry and then did a double take.
"You're Harry Potter!"
Harry nodded, rolling his eyes, "Yes I am, scar and all." He lifted the hair on his forehead as if to present the scar. The boy was very polite, but if you looked closely you could tell he hated the attention he was getting. Harry was excellent at hiding it though.
"Hermione Granger," The girl said as she put out her hand. Harry shook it, a weak smile on his face.
"I've read about you -" the girl stared and she enter the compartment to take a seat next to Ron, her words were interrupted though.
"Well, what do we have here? A weasel with friends!" A sinister voiced call from the door.
Harry glared at the boy, already forming a distinct dislike for him.
"Hmmm, hair like yours is not familiar, who are you?" the boy asked Hermione.
"Hermione Granger," she answered proudly.
"Granger... you must be a mudblood!" the boy looked at Hermione as if she was a disgusting bug. "I am Draco Malfoy, heir to the Malfoy estate... who would you be?" Draco asked Harry.
"Harry Potter."
Draco's eyes bugged out of his head. It was as if Harry said that he was really Albus Dumbledore in disguise.
"Oi! Weasley!" Draco called, looking like he had an evil glint in his eyes.
A blond haired boy and two giants of first years flanked him, "How's your dear sister?"
Ron glared at the boy, praying he would say no more.
"I hear she needed to be taken to St. Mungo's Creature Hospital."
Harry and Hermione looked at Ron, confused and curious. Ron gave Draco daggers, "Shut up."
"Now that she's half dog it's not too bad though, right?"
"Stop it!" Ron growled.
"What's going on?" Hermione asked in a confused tone.
"Oh, she doesn't know? I suppose your other little friend doesn't know either..."
Harry looked at Malfoy curiously, nothing he said seemed to make sense.
"His little sister just got bit by a werewolf. She's a halfbreed!" Malfoy snickered.
"Get out of here!" Ron said, his fist clenched.
"Weasley's sister is a werewolf!" Draco chanted over and over again, watching Ron get up from his seat, ready to take a whack at him. Before he could, two fists came at Draco from behind.
"Bloody," Fred started.
"Idiot," George ended.
"You best get your school robes on, we're almost there." The girl stated as she left the compartment. She didn't stop to tell them that attacking another student was against the rules as she wanted to. Hermione thought Malfoy deserved it.
o*o*o*o*o
Ginny got home on September second. She was unable to go to King's Cross to say goodbye to her siblings the day before because of the many forms she needed to sign at the Ministry.
She was frustrated and upset. Her life had taken a horrible turn.
Going to her room she opened the knob only to lash away at the touch of it. Her hand had stung where the Ministry worker had cut it so they could make a tracking charm out of it. The worker did not care that she screamed in agony as the silver cut across her flesh, burning like fire. It was an open wound that would be a scar, for the worker had cut it with silver.
Ginny was treated like an animal.
She opened the door with her other hand and sat down on the floor, her head in her hands.
Ginny cried. She didn't like crying. As the youngest sibling, and being the only girl sibling, there had always been the point where showing weakness never helped.
Bill had heard her from the kitchen. He was staying a few days to make sure Ginny would be alright before a man that Dumbledore had promised was to come. The man would help Ginny. However, at the moment that was his job. He went to her room to find a small figure crying. Her back was to him and she made no movement to say that she heard him.
"I heard you," Ginny said as if reading his mind, "It's an extra side effect. Improved hearing. Like a dog's hearing." Her voice was harsh, full of anger and pain.
"Gin, it's going to be alright. Nothing's going to change. You'll always be my favorite little sister." Bill sat down next to her and put a hand on her good shoulder, knowing that the shoulder that Fenrir bit was still sore and probably would never heal. The cuts would never go away.
Ginny turned to give Bill a one armed hug as she cried into his chest, "Life isn't fair!"
Bill smiled weakly at his little sister before pulling her closer. The eldest Weasley knew Ginny's life had changed for the worst. He also realized that reality wasn't always great. Bill could only hope that his family would figure that out too.
o*o*o*o*o
"Eat up Ginny, you need to eat to stay healthy."
Molly Weasley frowned at her daughter. The always happy and active daughter she had two weeks ago was gone and nowhere to be found.
Ginny's self esteem and mind had taken a horrible blow from her new condition.
The changes were not things you could see, unless being upset counted. Ginny knew of all of the hidden changes.
She was constantly angry. Her vision, hearing, and smelling had improved. Ginny's appetite had changes when she was angry. And the as the days got closer to the full moon, she seemed angrier. As her body got used to her condition she would be able to control her temper, but for now it was a raging wildfire.
Ginny also didn't care for many veggitables as she had before she was bitten. She craved meat. It was another side effect that made her feel like a pig.
A figure stepped out of the fireplace at the Burrow followed by another one.
Dumbledore stepped towards Ginny before speaking.
"Ms Weasley, I would like you to meet Remus Lupin."
o*o*o*o*o
Ginny had gotten to know Remus quite well.
He was a werewolf as well. He had been for a while now and knew a lot about the condition and the pros and cons.
He was also her idol.
For the first few days they just talked about the condition itself. They talked about the changes in their lives and how strange it was.
They also talked about how they got their Lycanthropy.
Remus had been bitten when he was just a child. He was wandering in a field on a full moon one night and suddenly he was bitten.
Ginny was proud to know that Remus was bitten by the same werewolf as her. It felt like a brother and sister connection if you thought about it enough. Having to cope with the condition by herself would have been horrible, but having Remus to help her was much better.
One day they were in Remus's apartment. It was a old place that he lived in. Full of dust and torn furniture. Most likely from the years where Remus had been a werewolf and had torn the furniture as if it was his prey.
He was explaining to Ginny about what happened on the full moon.
"You can feel it coming. It seems like ages, but it comes in a matter of seconds. You feel pain. It's the worst part. Then you go through the two steps. You grow fur and turn into something you are not is the first step. The second is the takeover. It's what allows you remain yourself and what takes away your freedom and become taken over by the wolf," Remus hesitated at the next part, "If you do not get away, far away from humans at that point, you could just turn on the ones you love most."
Ginny stared at Remus. She feared the next full moon, as she knew it would not be a peaceful night for her.
"Where do I go?"
"Well, that's simple. You can go where I went when I was a little older than you," Remus smiled.
"Where is that?"
"It's a place by humans, but the building is so well guarded it's certainly the one place you will never hurt anyone."
"Where?" Ginny asked again.
"Hogwarts."
o*o*o*o*o
The full moon came. It came fast.
Remus and Ginny sat in front of the great castle. Waiting patiently. Ginny was nervous and shaking. She didn't know what to expect other than pain.
Finally, the when the moon had shown at its brightest point, it began.
The first thing Ginny could recall was that she heard screaming. She turn to see that it was not Remus, but herself.
He looked concerned as he was suddenly taken over by a different form.
Ginny felt herself change. She grew fur everywhere. She could feel her tail as a stub on her backside. Ginny felt her senses heighten and the full transformation take place.
The pain was the first and last thing she knew. It was like being stabbed by knives constantly. It was like having invisible hands stretch her for to impossible measures. It was like diving underwater and then being drowned mercilessly when she needed to come up for air.
Part two was coming. She could feel it coming. It was almost like a rush of emotion flooding over the pain. And then everything she did was lost over by the animal instincts inside of her.
o*o*o
Remus watched the girl go by through the transformation. He was able to remember all he did through his transformation and as a werewolf, but was not able to control himself. It was more like someone else was controlling him and that he was just there to watch. Just to remember his time as a werewolf was something that had taken him many years. It was all part of breaking through step two of the changes. Slowly. Things like that couldn't be rush.
He looked at the small red werewolf in front of him. The brown eyes that Ginny owned were still there. Ginny was inside there somewhere. She suddenly stared at him with intensity, as if giving him a message. Ginny went into a full sprint. Remus was happy that his wolf instincts made him follow. He continued as they both entered the Forbidden Forest.
It would be a long night, but at least, since the time of Prongs, Moony, Padfoot, and Wormtail, he had a companion to go through with this with.
o*o*o*o*o
Ginny opened her eyes. She was lying in her bed. Her body ached and he mind didn't want to agree with the thought of getting up.
She had made it through her first full moon. It was a start.
There was a knock on the window and Ginny mumbled something. After a few more minutes she finally got up and opened the window to find an owl.
Ginny took the letter and gave the owl a few treats from the container on her nightstand. She carefully opened the letter, her mind waking up slowly as she did so.
Dear Gin,
Hope you're OK. It's been a long few weeks here, and I'm sorry I didn't write sooner.
You wouldn't believe who I met and who is my dorm mate in Gryffindor... Harry Potter. He's pretty cool. Brilliant that I'm one of his only friends and he doesn't know a thing about the wizarding world. We have flying lessons soon. I hope I can amaze the class like Charlie did on a broom.
It's been quite the year so far. I'm not sure if I can take a whole year, or seven of them, mind you, with Professor Snape taking house points away from us Gryffindors for breathing too loudly.
Full moon last night. I hope you were alright for it. Turning into a werewolf sounds horrible.
Best wishes,
Ron
Ginny smiled and closed the letter. She placed it on her nightstand and went back to bed. She didn't feel like she could get up again, as she was drained of much of her energy from the transformation the night before. Writing back could wait.
o*o*o*o*o
"Hello Ginny, good morning Mrs. Weasley," a polite Remus Lupin said as he entered the Burrow through the fireplace.
Ginny was eating breakfast and her mother was reading the Daily Prophet. On the cover was news about a break in at Gringotts.
Molly looked up from her paper and smiled at Remus before ushering him down to take a seat and dig in to breakfast.
"Disturbing news, isn't it? The goblins have never let anyone past them in a lifetime," Remus said as he took a seat and reached for some bacon.
"Yes, you could say that. What's even stranger is that a few days ago Hagrid said he needed to get something from that vault, then stuttered away saying he shouldn't have said that and nonsense," said Molly, her eyes skimming the page she was on.
"I got a letter from Ron the other day," Ginny said.
"Oh? What did he say?" asked Molly as she set the paper down and gave her full attention to her daughter.
"Well, he's got a very nice friend and they're starting flying soon," said Ginny as she took a bite of eggs.
"What's his friend's name?" Molly asked as she poured herself some tea and took a sip.
"Harry. His friend's name is Harry," Ginny replied quite quickly. She knew her mother would give her hell for it being her old crush being her brother's best friend.
"Ginny, would you like to come over my friend's house today? He owns a wonderful library and is bound to have some interesting information on controlling the transformation," Remus offered.
Ginny nodded quickly, happy to be given something to do other than de-gnome the garden for the day.
As soon as Ginny finished breakfast, Remus and her headed to the fireplace.
"Oh, read this," Remus said as he took out a worn piece of paper.
Ginny's eyes lay on the words of the paper; 12 Grimmauld Place, and she nodded, understanding that the only way to get to their destination by floo was that if she knew where it was. Why he didn't just tell her, she didn't know, but she figured it didn't matter as long as she got there successfully.
Remus stepped in the fireplace and took a pinch of floo powder, "12 Grimmauld Place." And he disappeared into green flames.
Ginny took a pinch of powder and did the same. Flames engulfed her quickly and the sensation of traveling by floo suddenly came upon her.
She entered an old living room. It looked as if it hadn't been touched in years. Dust was heavy on the floor and furniture.
Remus smiled as she entered, "Welcome to my friend's old house."
Ginny grinned and followed as Remus walked into a hallway toward two large black doors encased in dust. The colors of the house were mostly black, but seemed to welcome the many snake decorations and green wallpaper in some rooms.
"Remus, who was your friend? Were they a Slytherin?" Ginny asked carefully, as not to offend his friend for being a Slytherin if he was one.
"Oh, he wasn't. Just his family was..." Remus started, "He was a very clever Gryffindor who hasn't been here in years."
Ginny watched Remus's thoughtful look turn into a frown. "Is he.. dead?"
"No, no, no, at least I hope not. He is currently suffering a fate worst than death," Remus paused, "Ginny, what do you know about dementors?"
Ginny was looking strangely at the man by now, she had read about the creatures before, but didn't really pay attention to it, dementors where controlled by the Ministry. Why need to know more than she had to? "They are vile and horrible creatures. They make you relive your worst fears while feeding off your good memories."
Remus nodded, "My friend who owned this place... his name is not one you will like. His name was..." Ginny stared at Remus for a good minute or two before he finally finished his sentence, "Sirius Black."
Her eyes were fill with shock and wonder, "You knew him? I thought he was a ruthless old man who loved to kill?"
"Oh, yes, I knew him. There were four of us, me, Prongs, Padfoot, and Wormtail. I was known as Moony." Remus's face became a large smile as he continued, "They knew about my furry little problem, but embraced my friendship still. They were so kind to me. They even learned how to become an animagus so they could run with me on the full moon."
Ginny smiled at how nice his friends sounded, and realized what Remus was doing for her and himself. He was being like his friends and running with her, and she was his company, bringing back the memories.
"Padfoot was Sirius, he was a shaggy black dog... mutt really. Wormtail... Peter Pettigrew. Literally a little rat. He was killed - no, destroyed - by Sirius that terrible night that the Potters were attacked. They say his finger is all that remained," Remus sucked in a breath, "Prongs was... he was like our leader, always coming up with a crazy idea. He was James Potter. His animagus was a stag."
Ginny's eyebrows were raised in amazement of how her life was suddenly being tied to the past. Since she became a werewolf, she had given up on ever liking Harry Potter. She wouldn't get married with her condition, for it wasn't something that did not go well through well with the Ministry. So Ginny just dropped it. It was easier than she thought, and after all those years she finally let go.
"I'm sorry for you Remus. I wish there was something I could do..." Ginny sympathized.
"Oh, it's fine. You have already done a lot for me. I'm not alone anymore on the full moon for one thing," Remus grinned.
Ginny smiled and turned her attention to the large black set of double doors they were standing in front of, "To the library?"
"To the library," agreed Remus.
Ginny and Remus had gathered a great amount of books from the library with concepts they had never heard of. At the time when Sirius was not being held in Azkaban, the house had not been accessible, therefore Moony, Padfoot, Prongs, and Wormtail had never been able to check out the library. As well as the fact that Sirius had hated the house. Every last dust particle.
Ginny was reading over a book about werewolves when she found an interesting subject in it.
The portion that allows "the beast," as many of the ones with the condition call it, to take over can be overcome. However, the average human does not have enough energy to overcome "the beast's" takeover. Therefore, the Wolfsbane potion, does the extra kick that allows one to have control over oneself in their werewolf form.
Wolfsbane, or more specifically with the type, aconitum maximum, is extremely rare and if obtained you can sell it for a fortune. It's said to only be collected in high places, therefore hard to find as well because of how similar the plant looks like other plants that are under the Wolfsbane category. However, the only one that works with the potion is the aconitum maximum.
"Remus, come over here for a second," Ginny muttered as she placed the book to where Remus could easily read it, "Ever hear about that before?"
As Moony read he was surprised and both full of joy. There could be a way out after all.
"No I haven't... perhaps we can find someone somewhere who provides this..." his eyes scanned the page for more information as he spoke.
Ginny's heart dropped as she reread the page. She wasn't rich. Her family couldn't get the money for it. "I can't afford it."
"Nonsense, I have enough money that can last me some time. And if it will get us both out of the pain of the takeover then I'll be more than willing to spend it. We only live once," Remus smiled kindly.
Ginny ran to Remus and hugged him, "Thanks so much!"
o*o*o*o*o
Dipping her quill into the ink pot, Ginny started writing back to her brother.
Dear Ron,
Things are going well. The first full moon was very strange. I can't remember anything, only that I am exhausted. I appreciate you writing to me. It does mean a lot.
I've looked up some things and another werewolf, Remus Lupin, and I have looked up some cures. We couldn't find anything that would totally eliminate the changes that happen on the full moon, but we did seem to find something that would at least allow us to control our actions. The problem is that it is extremely rare and it has to be a certain type. Plus it costs a lot. Remus has offered to buy it for me if we can find some. I hope we do. I hate the bloody transformation already.
Oh, and about you... How are classes? Anything interesting going on? And Harry Potter? You got lucky. What are the odds of you meeting him and becoming friends with him? Good luck on the broomsticks.
I need to go now. Tell the twins I said hi, will you?
Love you,
Gin
o*o*o*o*o
Ginny reached for the letter on the owl Ron sent. This time it held three letters.
Gin,
Hope you have been getting along well now. We've been through the wickedest thing since I last wrote to you. Well, more than one really!
Harry, it turns out, is brilliant on a broom. Even a school broom. He made the quidditch team his first year as the seeker! We're going to win with him catching the snitch every game. Did I mention he almost outshines the Chudley Canon's seeker?
On Halloween there was a mountain troll in the dungeon. We don't know how it got there, but somehow it found Hermione (she's this really smart witch in our year from Gryffindor) in the girl's bathroom. We found her before it got her and I levitated its club up and dropped it on its head. We took on a fully grown troll and got house points for dumb luck (my brilliance)!
Really am missing the Burrow, but I could get used to Hogwarts (other than Snape making us loose points for taking notes).
Best wishes,
Ron
Ginny was amazed that her brother took on a mountain troll. They were supposed to be huge and hard to capture even for the best aurors. She was also impressed with a first year making the team, but it didn't strike her as hard as the mountain troll did.
She moved onto the next letter from Fred and George.
Dearest little Ginny,
Been doing anything that would get you into trouble lately? If so, very good! We've trained you well.
Missed you a lot. We totally forgot about the full moon until just a few minutes ago where we wanted to know if you made it through alright. You mean a lot to us, you know. It's not like Ron's actually going to take on our tradition and prank the school, now is it?
We've also got a surprise for you. The next letter is it.
Lots of mischief,
Gred and Forge
Wondering what the next letter was all about, she picked it up and read it.
Hello Ginny,
My name is Harry Potter. Your brothers are currently forcing me to write this (the twins), but I don't mind. I've heard a little bit about you. The first day on the train Draco Malfoy spilled out things about your... condition. I thinks it's rather cool. I've never met a werewolf before. I haven't done a lot of things in the magical world really.
I know I wouldn't want some stranger to send a letter asking all about what it's like to be a werewolf, so I won't.
Ummm, sorry I couldn't make this longer. I need to go to double potions to get antagonized by a selfish man who dislikes me for having black hair and glasses.
Harry
Ginny scanned the letter once more.
What the hell was wrong with Fred and George?!
She was so angry at them for making him write to her. Sure, they were trying to help... but forcing her old crush to send her letter.... that was cruel. To both of them. Either way, she figured it would only be polite to write back. So she did.
Hi Harry,
I'm not sure what the twins have told you about me, but most it it isn't true. Yeah, I am a werewolf. Fate is a bloody moron who thinks he can mess up my life. And Fred and George will not be getting out of this one... do pass that on for me.
As you would find it strange for someone asking about your condition, I'm not going to ask about how it feels to have your parents killed at a young age.
How is my brother doing? He a big git at school too?
The table does not set itself (at least not until I am 17!), so I must be going,
Ginny
PS: I'm going to kill you Ronald Billius Weasley if you have even spoken a word about my bedtime stories.
o*o*o*o*o
The next full moon came by and Ginny and Remus went to Hogwarts once again.
The red werewolf and the brown one ran through the grounds of the castle.
As the two were running, an eleven year old boy looked out the window. His name was Harry Potter. He watched the two figures as he wrote his letter to Ginny. Harry hadn't ever had a use for Hedwig, so he thought that writing to Ginny would give her a job.
He watched the smaller form turn into the Forbidden Forest, the larger one following.
Harry would ask Ginny about if she was at Hogwarts when she was a werewolf. He had noticed the two figures every full moon and wondered if it was her from time to time. The chances were more than slim. For one thing there were two werewolves, and he did not know if Ginny knew any other werewolves. Harry would ask though.
The boy quickly finished his letter and went to sleep.
o*o*o*o*o
Ginny was excited to receive her next letter from Harry.
The day after the full moon, a beautiful white owl had been tapping its beak on her window. Ginny opened the window for her let her in.
"You're very pretty," said Ginny and she stroked the snowy owl's white feathers. The owl nipped at her affectionately.
"And nice too." Ginny said taking off the letter that the owl was holding and giving her a treat.
Ginny,
School has been great. It's much better than living with my muggle relatives. They don't believe in magic, even if Hagrid did give Dudley (their son who is my age), a tail.
We won our first quidditch match. It was very fun, I love flying a broom. Well, until your Potions Master decides to jinx it. Everything ended up OK though. Have you ever flown on a broom? I know that sounds silly because you grew up around magic, but it's never too wrong to ask, right?
I do realize this may be a question you won't like me asking, but I have been seeing some figures outside Hogwarts every full moon, and I've been meaning to ask you if you know anything about them? There is a smaller one and a larger one who usually go into the Forbidden Forest. I didn't want to jump to any conclusions that it was or wasn't you because there were two of them.
Best of luck until I write to you again,
Harry
o*o*o*o*o
Harry,
I love flying. When I was little I would sneak into the broom shed and fly for hours at night. It's an incredible free feeling you get. I sometimes still sneak out, but it's been a bit harder lately.
Your Potions Master jinxing your broom? Tell the headmaster or someone who can do something. That's not legal as far as I know and only adds to how dangerous the sport it... not that I'm complaining or anything.
To answer your question about the figures outside Hogwarts... That would be me and Remus Lupin. Remus is another werewolf who has been a great friend to me this past year. We go to Hogwarts because its the safest place where we won't hurt anyone. The building makes sure of that.
Stay safe,
Ginny
She didn't know why she had opened up to him like she did. It just felt nice to be able to trust someone for once. Ginny hadn't even met the boy and she trusted him immensely. Maybe it was a dog instinct to know who you could trust and who you couldn't?
o*o*o*o*o
Ginny,
You know that break-in to Gringotts? Well Hagrid had to get something important from the same vault that was robbed. Ron, Hermione, and I went into the third floor corridor on accident and found a three headed dog. It was guarding a trapdoor. We think whatever was in that vault is what the dog Is guarding.
We also have come to think that Snape is trying to steal whatever the dog is guarding. After the troll incident Snape was limping. We think he was trying to get past the dog by using the troll as a diversion. Ron, Hermione, and I all plan to try and get past the dog and get whatever they are guarding before Snape does.
I hope I don't die and that this is my last letter,
Harry
o*o*o*o*o
Harry,
WOAH! You're nuts. It's a THREE HEADED DOG. You don't just go up to three headed dogs guarding trapdoors and ask for admission in return for a juicy steak. It doesn't work like that. Maybe in the muggle world, but not here. No, I'm not going to be a bloody git and try to stop you. I'm a werewolf AND a female Weasley if you hadn't figured that out. I embrace danger. Personally, I would recommend music. It always works for the strange creatures we find around here. Playing them a little music makes them go to sleep in a blink of an eye.
Be careful, Harry. I'm bored out of my mind here and writing to you is actually the only excitement in my life. Don't get yourself killed.
Good luck you idiot,
Ginny
o*o*o*o*o
The school year for her brother was nearly over.
Ginny was to go to King's Cross – public – for the first time since she went to the Ministry to have her blood taken. She could still feel the fine line of the cut where the silver had gone through her hand.
She also could tell that the bite on her shoulder had mended itself. At least the inside did. The outside was a large scar which was easily noticeable. Ginny wrapped it in a bandage so that where she was bitten close to the neck would not show.
As Ginny and her mother waited for the Weasley boys to get off the Hogwarts express, she listened to the nearby conversations. Her enhanced hearing let her hear things that you would normally need to be right next to the person saying it to hear.
As she listened to a man and woman debating on how they should travel back home – through a nearby floo or apparate – when she saw the Weasley red hair approach.
The twins smiled at the sight of her and gave her a big hug. Next was Percy, looking rather prefecty, and then there was Ron.
"How was it?" Ginny asked him, a grin on her face.
"Brilliant, you won't believe how amazing it is – wait until you see it next year!" Ron managed to say in one breath.
"Not with your adventures..." mumbled Ginny.
A dark haired boy stood next to him. He looked shy with his glasses and skinny form. Ginny eyed him, and it finally got through to Ron that she was wondering who he was.
"This is Harry," Ron said.
Harry extended a hand to Ginny. She shook it with ease, not acting at all like Fred and George expected her to; running away and sticking his elbow in butterdishes. She watched the twins hand Percy a knut.
"Hello there Harry, where are your parents?" Molly asked kindly.
Ron spoke before Harry could say anything, "Mum... he doesn't have them... he's Harry Potter. They died... Didn't Ginny tell you?"
"Oh," was all Mrs Weasley managed to say before a large man who very much resembled an elephant and a walrus came to take Harry away. Ginny smiled at Harry one last time before she turned away to walk with her family.
And with that, the Weasleys were going home.
A/N ~ Prices to Pay - Chap 2
OOO my first hp story! What will happen?
Like it? Well, if you didn't I will assure you that there is a lot of H/G interaction in the next chapter... and there should be until the end of the story. I personally hate the stories where Ginny is the little weak girl who didn't stand up for herself when Harry tried to break up with her. I'd rather have her yell at him about being a git and that he needed her.
Ginny's going to be a very strong and emotional girl in this story... complete with her werewolf temper and adolescents. you may find her to be OOC, but she isn't really. This is how I see her to be if she was really bitten by a werewolf, unable to stop biting the person to her left's head off with they greet her. We've only ever seen glints of her in JK's books. Enjoy this strong female with a furry little problem.
Oh, and the plant I used IS real. I picked it out randomly. The fact about finding it in higher places is true, but I didn't do other research. I actually think the plant is quite common in some places and doesn't look like the other types of wolfsbane Maybe I'll change it later when I'm less lazy to something that is actually rare.
If you do have a problem with the way I'm writing or a tip... not a "you suck" or anything like that, then I'd love for you to list it in a review. In a natural way where you're under control. I read and reply to all of them and REALLY appreciate it when someone acknowledges my work.
And no, I do NOT have a beta. I do the dirty work going through the document quickly and fixing smallish typos and crap. If you want to be one, contact me. I may or may pick you. I will consider you though.
I like down to earth people. ;)
Music which inspired this chapter (lg my odd taste!)~
Lost - Michael Buble (You gotta check this one out. Romantic side of the story is based off of it~ as well as Ginny's deep inside feelings... you'll understand when the later chapters are up)
Disloyal Order of Water Buffaloes - Fall Out Boy (Honestly I'd rather you not ask, I've been working on the guitar part for too long... Nice song though if you have odd taste like me.)
How Far We've Come - Matchbox Twenty (OMG YEAH! No need to say anything else, just listen to this.)