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CHAPTER SEVEN: CHRISTMAS RECAPS
Christmas Holiday started as a very stressful time of year. Everyone was still shell shocked over Ginny's illness, and in horror about Harry's current condition. The first two days of it were spent in the hospital wing until Ginny was allowed to leave. She would have been released earlier, but when she was told that her mind was a week behind, she completely flipped out. No one had ever scene her that way, except for Ron, Harry and Hermione. She wouldn't believe them. Somehow her mind wouldn't even begin to imagine the possibility of having amnesia. In Ginny's mind, the world was against her.
Before Madame Pomfrey could order everyone out of the room, Ginny had begun to throw things at her brothers' heads. There was no choice but to keep her hospitalized until she was able to face the truth. They had no choice but to magically tie her to her bed, and speak to her from behind a curtain. When she was finally released, she had new wounds to on her wrists and ankles from trying to break free of the straps that were holding her down.
When Christmas Eve rolled around, and Ginny was sent back to Griffendor Tower, things looked up. She was now 'open' to the idea, although it still confused her. Luckily, there was another fifth year girl from Griffendor that was spending the break at Hogwarts. With her help, Ginny now knew what she learned in class, the assignments that were given out to be completed over Christmas, and the gossip from the week before. However, it was left up to Hermione and Ron to clue Ginny in on what happened out side of class. It was hard for her to understand everything that happened, and she couldn't believe the way that she acted during the Christmas Party and insisted that her brother was exagerating. (It was of course Ron who had to tell Ginny, because Hermione couldn't bring herself to it.)
"I'm not exagerating, Gin," Ron explained to his sister, "You were seriously that out of control."
"Honestly Ginny, it was as if you really wanted to hurt us," Hermione admitted, backing up Ron. "Like when we told you of your memory loss in the Hospital Wing. You had this glint in your eyes. It was almost," she hesitated, remembering the explosion that she had with Ron and unknowing of the response that she was going to get, "almost evil."
No matter how indepth the description that her friends gave her, she didn't remember anything. The last thought she had, was of walking back to the school after quidditch practice. But that didn't stop anyone from trying to restore what she lost. Everyone was even making sure she had some new memories to keep her going.
There were cozy fire side chats with her brothers, trips to see Hagrid, excuses not to see Gwarp. For the first week of vacation, the castle was anything but normal...Especially with the twins back in it. Flich was kept up to his ears with work, but he wasn't complaining. He missed having Fred and George around the castle causing mayhem and destruction. It gave him something to do. Now, with them gone, he only had cleaning to occupy his time. That, and lurking the corridors trying to find rule breakers.
The day after Christmas, all of the residents in Griffendor Tower woke up with a 'BANG.' Literally, Fred and George decided to test out some new products. As people started putting on robes and slippers to see 'where the fire was,' missles speeded into rooms as doors opened. Some were shaped like dragons, like the ones Ron was woken by, and others like rainbows and butterflies, like the ones that Hermione and Ginny were sent. Normally, this wouldn't have been such a big deal during Christmas but with peoples' families staying in the school housing as well, there were plenty of people upset. All in all, as people were chased into the common room (and Ron and the other Weasleys chased Fred and George) they were greeted by a final show. An advertisement saying: "Happy Holidays! From Weasleys' Wizarding Wheezes."
The entire tower was evacuated for the afternoon while Flich helped the twins track down and stop all of the displays. They had really done quite a job on this batch. Unlike the fireworks from the year before, these could be put out by magic. But, you had to find them first. These ones had the ability to lay dormant. Some of them (for a higher fee, of course) were even able to transfigure themselves into common household items! (Could you just imagine grabbing a roll of toilet paper and having it explode while using it?)
After all of the explosives were accounted for, everyone was allowed to return to their rooms, at 9:30 in the evening. Luckily, everyone was already dressed for bed since they were never able to change. Hermione thought it very funny that Ron was wearing nothing but his boxers that morning for breakfast.
"Aren't you cold at all?" She teased after sitting down, "It is pretty chilly in the castle. Especially during winter!" Hermione started laughing. The other people at the table laughed as well. He was the only one who was shirtless out of the entire bunch that had been woken so abruptly that morning. Ron turned his usual shade of red from her teasing. "Awe, I'm sorry Ron, am I embarassing you?" She asked, still enjoing his discomfort.
He just grumbled, "I'll get you back for this 'Mione. Just you wait until you least expect it," he muttered while he ate his toast. Luckily he didn't have to sit embarassed for very long. Soon enough Percy, who immediately grabbed his wand during the commotion that morning, came into the Great Gall and conjured him a shirt and pants with ease. But Ron still swore his revenge to Hermione for calling attention to him that morning. "You'll pay, Hermione. You'll pay."
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With only a week left of break, Harry hadn't woken up yet, and it looked like he was going to stay that way for a while yet. No one was allowed to see him except for Professior Dumbledor and Remus Lupin. He wasn't in a coma, as Hermione thought, just sleeping. Madame Pomfrey told Hermione (who told Ron, who told his family) that she sometimes had to restrain him to his bed when he had nightmares.
"I was thinking," Ron said when he returned from telling his parents about Harry.
"That's a first for you," Percy joked, recieving many chants from his other brothers.
"Shut it," he snapped at his brother, turing back to Hermione. "Why not just give him some Dreamless Sleeping potion?" he asked, "It's gotta be better than keeping him tied to the bed."
Hermione just gave him a look that screamed 'DUH!' "Ron, Madame Pomfrey is trying to wake him up, not keep him sleeping," she shook her head at him. "Do you ever think before you open your mouth?"
Ron just stared at her, as he started walking towards her. When he was within inches of her, she froze of anticipation. 'Is this actually happening?' she asked herself, but before Hermione could think of an answer Ron had placed his hands on the sides of her stomach, sending a shiver through her spine, and slid her the rest of the way over to him. There wasn't a spare inch between them and to Hermione the room was spinning. Every single Weasley was watching, waiting for the next move that their 'baby brother' would make. Slowly he leaned in and she closed her eyes. But he didn't kiss her.
Ron leaned in further, until he reached her ear. It was torture to Hermione, but finally something happened. He whispered to her, "I never think before I do anything, 'Mione." He moved his head back from her ear and looked into her eyes. She was in heaven...until he got a goofy grin on his face and looked exactly as his brothers did the week before.
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Ginny was coming down the stairs to join her brothers and Hermione in the common room, when she heard Hermione raise her voice to Ron, all she could think was, 'Not another fight. If they don't get together soon, they might actually start to hate eachother!' And she was very right until she walked in on the scene that was playing out between Ron and Hermione, with the others in the room dishing out cat calls.
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A/N: I know....I'm so mean...but, at least I'm posting this chapter and the next in the same night. It's not like I'm making you wait a month or a week to see what exactly Ginny walks in on. Or should I? DUM DUM DUM! Oh well. Even I'm not that cruel. Please keep the reviews coming...I thrive on the comments! I don't care if you just say "OvenRoastedLemonSnizzles!" It's all in good fun, Right?
CHAPTER SEVEN: CHRISTMAS RECAPS
Christmas Holiday started as a very stressful time of year. Everyone was still shell shocked over Ginny's illness, and in horror about Harry's current condition. The first two days of it were spent in the hospital wing until Ginny was allowed to leave. She would have been released earlier, but when she was told that her mind was a week behind, she completely flipped out. No one had ever scene her that way, except for Ron, Harry and Hermione. She wouldn't believe them. Somehow her mind wouldn't even begin to imagine the possibility of having amnesia. In Ginny's mind, the world was against her.
Before Madame Pomfrey could order everyone out of the room, Ginny had begun to throw things at her brothers' heads. There was no choice but to keep her hospitalized until she was able to face the truth. They had no choice but to magically tie her to her bed, and speak to her from behind a curtain. When she was finally released, she had new wounds to on her wrists and ankles from trying to break free of the straps that were holding her down.
When Christmas Eve rolled around, and Ginny was sent back to Griffendor Tower, things looked up. She was now 'open' to the idea, although it still confused her. Luckily, there was another fifth year girl from Griffendor that was spending the break at Hogwarts. With her help, Ginny now knew what she learned in class, the assignments that were given out to be completed over Christmas, and the gossip from the week before. However, it was left up to Hermione and Ron to clue Ginny in on what happened out side of class. It was hard for her to understand everything that happened, and she couldn't believe the way that she acted during the Christmas Party and insisted that her brother was exagerating. (It was of course Ron who had to tell Ginny, because Hermione couldn't bring herself to it.)
"I'm not exagerating, Gin," Ron explained to his sister, "You were seriously that out of control."
"Honestly Ginny, it was as if you really wanted to hurt us," Hermione admitted, backing up Ron. "Like when we told you of your memory loss in the Hospital Wing. You had this glint in your eyes. It was almost," she hesitated, remembering the explosion that she had with Ron and unknowing of the response that she was going to get, "almost evil."
No matter how indepth the description that her friends gave her, she didn't remember anything. The last thought she had, was of walking back to the school after quidditch practice. But that didn't stop anyone from trying to restore what she lost. Everyone was even making sure she had some new memories to keep her going.
There were cozy fire side chats with her brothers, trips to see Hagrid, excuses not to see Gwarp. For the first week of vacation, the castle was anything but normal...Especially with the twins back in it. Flich was kept up to his ears with work, but he wasn't complaining. He missed having Fred and George around the castle causing mayhem and destruction. It gave him something to do. Now, with them gone, he only had cleaning to occupy his time. That, and lurking the corridors trying to find rule breakers.
The day after Christmas, all of the residents in Griffendor Tower woke up with a 'BANG.' Literally, Fred and George decided to test out some new products. As people started putting on robes and slippers to see 'where the fire was,' missles speeded into rooms as doors opened. Some were shaped like dragons, like the ones Ron was woken by, and others like rainbows and butterflies, like the ones that Hermione and Ginny were sent. Normally, this wouldn't have been such a big deal during Christmas but with peoples' families staying in the school housing as well, there were plenty of people upset. All in all, as people were chased into the common room (and Ron and the other Weasleys chased Fred and George) they were greeted by a final show. An advertisement saying: "Happy Holidays! From Weasleys' Wizarding Wheezes."
The entire tower was evacuated for the afternoon while Flich helped the twins track down and stop all of the displays. They had really done quite a job on this batch. Unlike the fireworks from the year before, these could be put out by magic. But, you had to find them first. These ones had the ability to lay dormant. Some of them (for a higher fee, of course) were even able to transfigure themselves into common household items! (Could you just imagine grabbing a roll of toilet paper and having it explode while using it?)
After all of the explosives were accounted for, everyone was allowed to return to their rooms, at 9:30 in the evening. Luckily, everyone was already dressed for bed since they were never able to change. Hermione thought it very funny that Ron was wearing nothing but his boxers that morning for breakfast.
"Aren't you cold at all?" She teased after sitting down, "It is pretty chilly in the castle. Especially during winter!" Hermione started laughing. The other people at the table laughed as well. He was the only one who was shirtless out of the entire bunch that had been woken so abruptly that morning. Ron turned his usual shade of red from her teasing. "Awe, I'm sorry Ron, am I embarassing you?" She asked, still enjoing his discomfort.
He just grumbled, "I'll get you back for this 'Mione. Just you wait until you least expect it," he muttered while he ate his toast. Luckily he didn't have to sit embarassed for very long. Soon enough Percy, who immediately grabbed his wand during the commotion that morning, came into the Great Gall and conjured him a shirt and pants with ease. But Ron still swore his revenge to Hermione for calling attention to him that morning. "You'll pay, Hermione. You'll pay."
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With only a week left of break, Harry hadn't woken up yet, and it looked like he was going to stay that way for a while yet. No one was allowed to see him except for Professior Dumbledor and Remus Lupin. He wasn't in a coma, as Hermione thought, just sleeping. Madame Pomfrey told Hermione (who told Ron, who told his family) that she sometimes had to restrain him to his bed when he had nightmares.
"I was thinking," Ron said when he returned from telling his parents about Harry.
"That's a first for you," Percy joked, recieving many chants from his other brothers.
"Shut it," he snapped at his brother, turing back to Hermione. "Why not just give him some Dreamless Sleeping potion?" he asked, "It's gotta be better than keeping him tied to the bed."
Hermione just gave him a look that screamed 'DUH!' "Ron, Madame Pomfrey is trying to wake him up, not keep him sleeping," she shook her head at him. "Do you ever think before you open your mouth?"
Ron just stared at her, as he started walking towards her. When he was within inches of her, she froze of anticipation. 'Is this actually happening?' she asked herself, but before Hermione could think of an answer Ron had placed his hands on the sides of her stomach, sending a shiver through her spine, and slid her the rest of the way over to him. There wasn't a spare inch between them and to Hermione the room was spinning. Every single Weasley was watching, waiting for the next move that their 'baby brother' would make. Slowly he leaned in and she closed her eyes. But he didn't kiss her.
Ron leaned in further, until he reached her ear. It was torture to Hermione, but finally something happened. He whispered to her, "I never think before I do anything, 'Mione." He moved his head back from her ear and looked into her eyes. She was in heaven...until he got a goofy grin on his face and looked exactly as his brothers did the week before.
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Ginny was coming down the stairs to join her brothers and Hermione in the common room, when she heard Hermione raise her voice to Ron, all she could think was, 'Not another fight. If they don't get together soon, they might actually start to hate eachother!' And she was very right until she walked in on the scene that was playing out between Ron and Hermione, with the others in the room dishing out cat calls.
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A/N: I know....I'm so mean...but, at least I'm posting this chapter and the next in the same night. It's not like I'm making you wait a month or a week to see what exactly Ginny walks in on. Or should I? DUM DUM DUM! Oh well. Even I'm not that cruel. Please keep the reviews coming...I thrive on the comments! I don't care if you just say "OvenRoastedLemonSnizzles!" It's all in good fun, Right?