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The only connection I have to Harry Potter is the fact that all the books are sitting on the bookshelf behind me. Plus the one up in my room that my dog chewed the corner of. That dog of mine really has some great taste in literature I must say!
This chapter is dedicated to…
Well, I already wrote about Mei1105, my favorite Lily/James author, so this is for my favorite Harry/Ginny author- Charmingly Holly! I don't think any HG fic has made me laugh as much as Holly's Help the Butter Dish is Attacking Me! and Quick Grab the Cheese Wheels and Run! Both stories are written from Ginny's point of view and saying they are hysterical is such an understatement! Quick Grab the Cheese Wheels and Run! is still being written, and hopefully chapter 19 will appear soon (hint, hint Holly!)
'Who Stole My Goddamn Girlfriend?!'
Chapter 7
A Fitting End to One Erratic Week
Ginny's POV
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no! Tell me I'm dreaming! I pinched myself, no such luck.
Right, I just need to calm down and think logically about this. Let's see…
Luna is coming home tomorrow,
Bartholomew is missing,
and I am completely and irrevocably in love with Harry!
Excuse me, what was that? I'm completely and irrevocably in lo- Well, you know what? I'm just going to ignore that comment and pretend I never heard it in the first place.
So, as I was saying (before I was rudely interrupted by a highly unnecessary comment) Luna is planning on coming home tomorrow and Bartholomew is nowhere to be seen. I would know, I had turned my whole flat upside-down in a fruitless search for him.
I had never even taken that stupid stuffed rabbit out of the building! And yet, I couldn't find him anywhere in my miniscule flat! Nope, nothing', nada, zip, zero, null!
I guess someone else could have taken him out of here. Why, I have no clue- hey, maybe Harry did! Oh god! Harry! I'd forgotten about that minor technicality. My revenge, the snowmen! Why oh why did I have to do something so stupid in my moment of weakness? He'll be here any minute to lead me to the gallows. I'd best head him off before he comes.
Harry's POV
I was headed out onto the street that lead from my apartment's garage, when something bright red hurled itself at my car. I stopped short of the road and turned to see a frantic Ginny pounding on my car window. She moved aside as I opened the door, got out and closed it behind me.
Leaning against the car I folded my arms over my chest and gave her my full attention.
"Look, Harry," she started nervously, "I'm sorry. I swear I'll stop trying to get revenge on you."
"Revenge?"
"Yeah, er ya know, the ad…"
I grimaced.
…the snowmen," she continued.
"Ginny-"
"Bloody hell," she screeched suddenly, cutting me off, "Is that Bartholomew?"
"What?"
She continued gesturing wordlessly to the front passenger seat. "What is Bartholomew doing in your car?"
She'd lost me. "Come again?" Why would she think her boyfriend was in my car? At this point Ginny put her head in her hands.
"Er, Gin, are you alright?"
"Here Harry," she said stepping forward, seeming rather vexed, "let me spell it out for you" I looked at her intently, eager to learn the logistics of this odd situation.
"That stuffed animal rabbit, named Bartholomew, in your car, belongs to Luna. I was taking care of it for her while she was traveling in Indonesia. Therefore, I need it back because she will be returning tomorrow," she finished, glaring, as if challenging me to say otherwise.
"Luna had you taking care of her stuffed animal rabbit?"
"That's Luna for you!" she said nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders.
I stared at her, but she turned her gaze away and I pulled open the car door to take Bartholomew out. I held him out to her and she took him, but not without our hands brushing slightly making us both flush crimson. A tingling sensation went up my arm from the point at which we accidentally touched.
"But, but," I stuttered, "I thought Bartholomew was your boyfriend!"
Ginny stared at me for a few seconds then burst out laughing. "Oh Harry," she said, "You can be so thick sometimes. I wasn't going out with anyone!"
"Oh," I felt my face heat up even more if that was possible.
"I wouldn't want to be with anyone except fo-" Ginny stopped, bent her head away letting her hair fall in front of her face as if embarrassed and started to walk away.
"Ginny, wait!" I called after her, but she was already gone.
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Later that day, my head was still reeling from my conversation with Ginny. What had she been about to say? She wouldn't want to be with anyone except for-? Me? She couldn't possible have feelings for me anymore. That's just too much to ask for.
But, just as I thought that I heard a small knock, coming from the front door. I had half a mind just to ignore it. At that moment I wanted nothing more than to be alone with my thoughts.
Even so, I went to the door and opened it. Ginny stood before me in the doorway, leaning slightly against the doorframe. Her dark amber eyes were locked onto mine and her hair glinted in the last fading, dappled sunlight.
"Hi Harry," she said with a slight smile, "I came to inquire about that ad in the Daily Prophet."
I grinned and pulled her inside.
Wow, I loved writing this chapter! Especially the ending! What did you think?
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