Ok so my next chapter this one will be proof read thanks to The Girl Of Many Fandoms so it will have better grammar and so on
Ok so we all remember where the last chapter left off... if not the last line is the starting line of this... just for a recap
Chapter 4
"Fine!" yelled Ginny. "It's you!"
Hermione looked taken aback by this comment and tilted over backwards slightly,which ended up making her fall off the edge of the bed onto the hard wooden floor.
"W-what?" asked Hermione, laying sprawled on the floor and rubbingher head.
"It's - you!" said Ginny, still loudly but seeming to be calmer,she realised what she had just said, and looked down at her bedsheets, which were worn and looked quite dirty although they actually weren't.
"Um – well – I-" said Hermione, stumbling over words, trying to figure out what was going on.
"It's alright, I get it," said Ginny grouchily, "You hate me now– I'm sorry I told you, and that's why I didn't tell you, you weren't supposed to know!" said Ginny who rolled over and put her face into her pillow.
"Gin," said Hermione reaching her hand to put it on Ginny's back, which was covered by her long red hair.
"Don't," said Ginny, rolling over to move away from Hermione's hand."No contact – ever," said Ginny reinforcing her point.
"Ginny, I'm sure you're just going through a phase, it'll pass," said Hermione gently.
"How would you know, you have no idea what it feels like, and I bet you like Ron... and I'm going to be sitting in this house, sleeping in thishouse, eating in this house - having to put up with that and how it feels,and this is my house! And I have to feel like that in my house, my room, my bathroom... all the time!" said Ginny looking down at the bed she was laying on, tears started falling from her brown eyes, and rolled down her pale faceonto the bed.
"Ginny..." said Hermione, sitting on Ginny's bed with her, tried to comfort Ginny by putting her arm around her, but Ginny moved back and fell off the bed, stood up very quickly and had now turned very red.
"What – did – I – say, no contact – ever, ok, do you get that Hermione? No – contact." said Ginny, emphasising what she had just said.
"But Ginny-"
"You don't like me, do you? No," said Ginny, answering her own question. "So yeah, just don't," Ginny finished lamely, losing the words to describe what she was trying to say.
"No, I don't. Not like that anyway," said Hermione, looking at Ginny.
"And you like Ron, right?" continued Ginny.
"I- well, yes," said Hermione, her eyes starting to water as Ginny continued to have tears drop from her eyes, onto her dirty looking blanket.
"Well, go to him, I'm sure you and him will be very happy, and I might even get over this – what did you say it was? 'Phase'?" said Ginny bitterly.
"Ginny..." Hermione said, at a loss for words, and she looked straight at Ginny who looked away, around the room.
"Look, just go ok, I want to be alone, go see Ron," said Ginny scornfully, and as she finished speaking, rolled back over into her bed. Hermione walked out of the room, not knowing what else she could say to the other girl who was laying on her bed, and had tear stains down her face and on her bed and pillow.
Ginny sat in her room for hours, until it was about 11 at night, and thought about what had happened, and why she was so stupid to let her anger let slip to Hermione that she liked her, it was the most stupid thing she had ever done. She decided she would write in her little book, as she couldn't sleep, and had no idea what else to do.
Dear book,
Well, I told her, well not so much as told her, more like yelled it at her, and I was right with my suspicions, she likes Ron – my brother. I'm going to see them all the time. In my house! Making me feel miserable while they walk around all happy and cheerful, looking into each other's eyes and snogging all over the place.Grrrr stupid Ron, why'd he have to meet Hermione,and more importantly why did we both have to like her... why?! At least I've got Harry to hang around with... he took it pretty well, although so did Hermione, but I just can't be around her, it's too hard.
- GINNY-
The page was covered in tears, and the ink was smudged, so some words were hard to read, which Ginny thought was good, it meant Ron probably wouldn't be able to read it if he tried. Ginny put her book back over on her table, which was covered in a lot of useless things, such as scrap paper and rubbish from food, and put the book with her school books, which made her little book look even smaller.
When she had put her book away, she returned to her bed,which was now quite wet near where her head had been, and her pillow was soaked on one side, so she turned it over onto the other side, and fell asleep at around midnight.
She woke up and looked over to the bed on the opposite side of the room, still tucked in as it was the night before; Ginny assumed Hermione hadn't come back in after Ginny told her to go. Ginny suddenly had a guilty feeling in her stomach, she hadn't handled the situation with much dignity and now she had to face Hermione knowing everything. Ginny rolled over and slowly got out of bed. She was still in her clothes from yesterday, and decided she would leave them on till she had her shower.
She walked downstairs and into the kitchen – she was the last one up, as Ron, Harry, Hermione and Mrs. Weasley were already up and all eating their breakfast.
"Oh, good morning, Ginny dear," said Mrs. Weasley. "You want to sit down?"
"I guess," replied Ginny as she sat down at the large wooden dining table,which had an assortment of food from toast to bacon, and helped herself to a piece of toast, bacon and pancakes.
"So, Ginny" said Mrs. Weasley "what were you yelling about last night?"
"Oh, it – it was nothing," said Ginny looking down at the table going red, fearing what her mum had heard from the 'conversation' last night with Hermione
"It didn't sound like nothing, all I hear is 'Fine, it's you' and in the morning I wake up to see Hermione sleeping on the couch," said Mrs.Weasley looking at her daughter, and Hermione trying to see who looked most like cracking and telling her.
"Mum, it was nothing, I was just over tired and – and I took it out on Hermione," said Ginny, continuing to eat her food and not make eye contact with anyone.
"Mrs. Weasley, everything is fine," said Hermione backing up Ginny's story.
Ginny looked up and smiled at Hermione, and then mentally smacked herself in the head for doing so, and blushed quite a deep red, then looked back down at her food so no one would notice.
"Oh, well, if you're sure, dear," said Mrs. Weasley completely unconvinced, but could make nothing else of the situation.
"Yeah, I'm sure, just one of those things, we're alright now though," said Hermione looking in Ginny's direction, Ginny looked up and added to the conversation.
"Oh - yeah, we're fine now, like I said, everything is fine. Can I be excused? I think I have some homework I need to do," Ginny lied and picked up her plate which she had cleared, and placed it on the sink with a few other dishes that had been put there already. Ginny left the kitchen, and walked up the stairs, and sat on her bed and Harry came to the door.
"Hey, can I come in?" Harry asked Ginny.
"Yeah, sure," said Ginny, moving over so harry would be able to sit on the bed as well.
"Ok, so I'm gathering the yelling the whole house heard was you telling her?" Harry asked while sitting down on Ginny's bed next to her.
"Yes... I'm so stupid, I yelled it at her Harry, what idiot does that..." Ginny said while leaning on his shoulder, and beginning to cry.
"It's alright, I mean, that probably wasn't the best way to tell her – but you've done it now so... I guess you'll just have to ride it through." Harry said while stroking Ginny's hair
"Sorry, Harry," said Ginny laughing while looking at his tear stained shirt. "I messed your shirt up."
"No big deal. I might go see Hermione and Ron, if you're ok here,"
"Yeah, I'll deal. See you, Harry" said Ginny as Harry left the room and went down the stairs, and she sat in silence for a few minutes contemplating everything that was going on, and was interrupted when she heard footsteps coming up the stairs.
"Harry, really I'm fine," said Ginny to the unknown figureclimbing up the stairs.
"Oh, I'm glad you are, 'cause Hermione's not, what the bloody hell have you done?"
Ok thought I'd end it there as I need other stuff for other chapters lol so yeah hopefully you liked it and thanks to all my reviewers and others reading the fic :D
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