Hey guys! Sorry this one took longer, I had already finished the next one, and then I realized the dates didn't match up and I'd have to put this one in between. But, it's here now, and the next one should be up in a few minutes, so I hope you enjoy! (Btw, some lines are spelt weird because toddlers can't pronounce their sounds right. Ok? ok.)
A little over a year had come and gone before the infamous 'spider teddy' incident. It had been a nice crisp October evening, and Charlie decided it would be a lovely time for flying. As he began to leave the house, the 5-year old twins stopped him. "Can we come too Charlie? Please?" They begged together. Charlie was reluctant at first. On one hand, the twins were a handful to look over, especially on brooms. But on the other, since Bill was off at his 2nd year at Hogwarts, and Percy hated flying, it wasn't like he had anyone else to fly with.
"Ok." Charlie sighed eventually. The twins cracked identical grins, and followed their older brother out to the apple orchard to fly. Little two year old Ginny had been sitting on the floor with her picture book watching this happen. She sadly watched her two favourite brothers go outside, leaving her in the living room alone. So, when she was sure her mother wasn't looking, the small girl snuck out after them. Being outside was her favourite thing to do at that age. She could run around and yell as much as she wanted, and no one could stop her. She ran up the hill that overlooked the apple orchard, and watched her big brothers fly for a bit.
After about a half hour, Ron came outside and sat next to his sister. "Hey Ginny, whatcha doin?" He asked.
"Wooking" Ginny replied simply. Ron gave her a confused look.
"Looking at what?" He asked. Ginny shrugged.
"Evyfing." She explained. "I can see Fweddy Geowgie and Charwie fwying, I can see Percy fwough his window weading, I can see Daddy pwaying in his muggoh sed, I can even see mummy wassing disses." Ron nodded, taking in what she had told him. Then he got an idea.
"So, wanna play a game?" He asked his little sister. Ginny smiled and nodded. "Good, come with me." He told her, standing up and holding his hand out to her. She took it, and they walked down the hill towards the wood.
Ginny was looking at her brother, extremely confused. "So, I just stand stiww?" She asked him.
"Yeah," Ron answered, nodding. "It's a fun game, promise. Now, you stay here, I'll be right back." With that, he turned around and left the wood. He had finally gotten rid of her. Ever since Ginny had been born, he was kind of shunted to the side. Mummy payed much more attention to her, and his older brothers all defended her as if she was the reincarnation of Merlin or something. But today, as she sat alone on the hill, and had pointed out that everyone was too far away to notice anything, he had gotten her. This had been a good day. And it was about to get better. He could see Charlie and the twins walking back towards the house. They had finished flying, now it was his turn.
Back in the wood, Ginny was still standing right where Ron had told her to. He may not have been her favourite of her brothers, but she still trusted him. As she stood, she noticed all the cute little squirrels and birds in the trees, and the gnomes running along the ground, and even an owl flying overhead towards the house. Or was it flying away from the house? Ginny stopped looking at animals for a minute, and realized that she had no idea where she was. All she saw was trees, in every direction. Don't worry, she tried to tell herself. Ronnie will come back. He promised. But the more time past, and the darker it got, the less she believed that.
After what felt like hours (and had been a few), Ginny decided to move. It was almost pitch black now, and she knew that if it became so, she wouldn't be able to even try to get home. Now, which way had Ron taken her from? She couldn't remember. So, the small toddler just decided to go in a straight line. To keep herself calm, Ginny kept track of everything she passed on the way. A pond surrounded by big rocks, a creek she crossed by stepping stones, two little dear sleeping peacefully on the ground, and so on. Eventually, she ended up out of the forest, but she couldn't see her house. She just saw a pretty little garden, a shed, and a house she didn't recognize. There was a small girl about her age with dirty blonde hair, sitting on a bench in the garden and feeding squirrels. "Scuze me?" Ginny called to the girl. The blonde looked up, and smiled kindly, waving.
"Hi!" She called back in an airy voice.
"I'm wost, can you hewp me pwease?" Ginny asked. The girl nodded, standing up.
"Come wif me!" The girl told her, taking her hand and leading he towards the house. When they entered, Ginny saw a man with long blonde hair writing with a quill, and a woman with similar hair reading a book on herbology. "Mummy, Daddy, this girl said she's lost." The girl told the two adults. They both looked up, and appeared shocked by the sight of Ginny. The woman put her book down and kneeled down in front of her.
"What's your name dear?" She asked kindly.
"Ginny Weezwy." Ginny replied. The woman turned to her husband.
"Xenophilius, call Arthur and Molly, tell them Ginny's here, and that she's ok." She told him. The man nodded and left the room to use the fireplace.
"You know my mummy and daddy?" Ginny asked. The woman smiled again.
"Yes, you live just beyond the small village." She told her. Then her husband re-entered the room.
"Arthur says that he'll be by to pick up Ginny in the morning, and they were just relieved she's ok." He told his wife. She nodded, turning back to Ginny.
"Are you fine to spend the night love? Because we can take you home now if you want." She explained. Ginny shrugged.
"I can stay if it's not too much twoubwe." She replied simply. The woman smiled, shaking her head.
"It's no trouble at all dear." She assured her before turning to her daughter. "Luna, sweetheart, can you take Ginny upstairs and let her borrow some pajamas for tonight?" The blonde girl nodded.
"Yes mummy. Come wif me Ginny!" She said, leading Ginny upstairs, still holding her hand.
As Ginny laid on some spare blankets on Luna's bedroom floor hearing rain begin to hit the roof, she thought of home. She thought of her mummy and daddy kissing her goodnight, she thought of the twins, who she would be with right now if she were home. Rain at night had always terrified Ginny, and whenever it occurred, he would sneak out of bed and spend the night on their bedroom floor, where they could keep her safe. She thought of Flamey and Griffin, the dragon and hippogriff she had gotten for her birthday and had never slept without since. See thought of Ron, accidentally forgetting her there in the woods. He must have felt horrible. Reluctant, Ginny tried to go to sleep under an odd smelling blanket.
At the Weasley house, everyone was relieved when the call came from the Lovegoods, saying that Ginny was ok. Except Ron. Every time he tried to get rid of her, it had always backfired. And this time, it did in a big way. Not only had the twins yelled at him for accidentally breaking Fred's broom, but he also hadn't eaten, since his mother had been to busy looking for Ginny to cook anything. And when Ginny got back in the morning, he'd be in really big trouble. He dreaded the morning as e fell asleep as well.
The next morning, as promised, Arthur came by to come get Ginny. "Daddy!" Ginny cried happily, running over and hugging him. Her father picked her up and hugged her too.
"What were you thinking Ginny?" He asked gently.
"I was waiting for Wonnie to come back." She told him. "He said we werwe pwaying a game, and he'd be wight back." Arthur sighed.
"Alright, well, let's get home." He told her before turning to the adults. "Thanks so much Pandora, Xenophilius." The woman smiled.
"No trouble Arthur." She said with a smile. "She was just so sweet in asking for help. The girls seemed to get on well too."
"Thanks again!" Arthur called as they left.
"Bye Wuna!" Ginny called.
"Buh-bye Ginny!" Luna called in her dreamy little voice. And with that, Ginny finally went home.
As they walked down the road from the village, Molly ran out to meet them. "Ginny, darling, we were so worried!" She cried, taking her daughter from her husband. Then she switched from relieved to angry. "How dare you go in the wood all by yourself! You know you aren't allowed to!"
"I wasn't awone mummy." Ginny started.
"Ron took her to the wood and then left her there." Arthur explained. Molly stormed back to the house, putting Ginny down in the living room, before going upstairs to Ron's room.
"Ginny!" Two voices said together from behind her. The little girl turned around, and saw the identical smiling faces of the twins.
"Fweddy! Geowgie!" She cried, hugging her big brothers tight.
"Where were you?" George asked her.
"I got lost in da fowest." The girl explained.
"What were you doing in there?" Fred asked. Just then, they heard Molly's voice explode upstairs.
"RONALD WEASLEY I HAVE NEVER BEEN SO ANGRY IN ALL MY LIFE! LEAVING YOUR SISTER ALONE IN THE WOODS? DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW DANGEROUS THAT WAS! SHE COULD HAVE BEEN KILLED!" She screamed.
"That was the idea." They heard Ron distantly reply.
"HOW DARE YOU SAY SUCH A THING! SHE'S ONLY TWO YEARS OLD! YOU ARE STAYING IN HERE FOR SO LONG, YOU WON'T REMEMBER WHAT SUNLIGHT LOOKS LIKE!" They heard their mother shriek before hearing a door slam upstairs. The twins turned back to Ginny, shocked.
"Ron left you in the woods alone?" They asked. Ginny's eyes were brimmed with tears as she nodded.
"I thought he just forgot to come get me." She sniffed, sitting down on the floor. "I didn't know he wanted me to die." The twins looked at each other, then sat down on either side of her.
"He didn't mean it Gin," Fred assured her.
"He's just still not used to not being the youngest anymore." George added.
"We did worse to him." They finished together, wearing identical smirks. Ginny looked up at them, but didn't smile. They realized that she was really upset.
"Don't worry about Ron Ginny," George told her.
"We won't let him try to get rid of you ever again." Fred finished.
"Promise." They added together. Ginny smiled weakly up at them.
"Ok." She mumbled, hugging them again. Then she got up and went up to her room.
"We're going to kill Ron, right?" Fred asked his twin quietly as they watched Ginny climb the stairs.
"Yep." George replied simply.
That night, while everyone was asleep, Fred and George were plotting revenge against Ron. "We could always just carry him out the house and he could wake up in the garden?" George suggested weakly. Fred shook his head.
"Remember, he also broke my broom, so that's a double offence." He reminded his twin.
"Triple offence technically, it was raining last night, and Ginny hates rain at night." George pointed out.
"Exactly." Fred agreed. "Putting him outside is only a single offence punishment."
"So, what would be triple offence worthy?" George asked. The two thought for a minute, and then something clicked in both their heads.
"What did mum do when we wouldn't stop calling Ron names a few years ago?" Fred asked.
"She put a silencing charm on us for the rest of the night." George answered, knowing where Fred was going with this.
"So, we need a punishment," Fred began.
"That fits the crime." George finished.
"What did Ron do?" Fred asked.
"He wrecked your favourite toy and scared Ginny senseless." George replied. Fred smirked.
"I say we return the favour." Fred said slyly. George nodded, cracking an identical smirk, knowing exactly what he was thinking.
About 20 minutes later, Fred came rushing out of their parent's bedroom, where George was waiting for him. "Did you get it?" The latter asked. Fred smirked and held up their father's wand. "Wicked." George said under his breath, grinning. Fred grinned back.
"Let's do this." He said quietly, as the two of them turned to sneak upstairs to Ron's room.
As the two stood over the sleeping 3 year old hugging his teddy, and Fred held out the wand, George snapped back into reason. "Wait, Freddy, what are we doing again?" He asked.
"Blowing up his teddy." Fred replied simply.
"And you're sure that's a good idea?" George asked. "I mean, yeah, Ron messed up, but you could miss and hit him." Fred sighed.
"As usual Georgie, you're right." He they were similar in nearly every other way, Fred had always been a bit more impulsive. George was the one who thought things through, thought a bit before speaking. Fred on the other hand just did what came to mind, leaving consequences as an afterthought. Although no one else could tell the difference, both the boys knew it. "I'm just mad at the little brat." Fred continued.
"I know, but maybe we shouldn't-" George tried to get in.
"Ah well." Fred said quickly, hitting the bear with the wand. There was a spark, but instead of exploding, the bear transfigured into a spider. Fred shrugged. "Close enough." He said, as the two boys ran out of the room to replace the wand and get to bed before Ron started screaming.
And ever since that night, Ron's suffered from severe arachnophobia.
Woah, Luna was there! I always loved her and thought, since they lived so close, Ginny would have met her before going to school, even though she probably doesn't even remember this encounter anymore. And a bit of info on how the twins act around each other, as opposed to other people! This chapters just full! Btw, I wanted to thank both of my reviewers for the feed back! I love hearing it! So, please review!
~Anwyn:)
