Sometimes, just sometimes, I'm convinced Ginny Weasley qualified as "Miss. Creepy-Little-Stalker Girl"
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"Another summer come and gone." Hanny said as he packed his trunk, "Ready to hit the books again, Hed?"
The snow white owl let out a bark of agreement, as if saying "Let's roll!" Oddly enough, Hedwig didn't really seem all that fazed by her human's changes, though she did feel the need to see if they were real. Aside from that, as far as she was concerned, he was still her Harry; just with extra stuff.
He chuckled, "At least now we can get away from 'Little Miss Creepy'." A shudder ran down his spine at what the younger female Weasley had tried to do since their trip to Diagon. He'd actually learned to go invisible in a split second due to to the girl almost constantly following him around, a rather unsettling smile on her face as she do so. Hedwig had actually started taking the role of 'watchowl' during some of his catnaps; even she knew the girl was becoming a bit of a stalker. What was scarier was the fact that he had caught her trying to 'snuggle' up to him a couple times, and Mrs. Weasley was nearby! The woman didn't even seem to mind..in fact, she actually looked like she approved!
"Well, that's everything." He said, tossing the last of his clothes into the box and closing it up. After putting Hedwig back in her cage, he heard Fred whistle.
"Oi, Harry! Hurry up, we need to get going!"
"I'm coming!" He called back, grabbing the cage and dragging his trunk behind him.
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Once they arrived at the station, Harry quickly hid his ears and tail, getting an odd feeling in his gut, "C, you don't think that crazy elf'll try something else to keep me from going, do you?"
"Judging from what he did before, I wouldn't doubt it. I'd suggest some kind of distraction."
Harry thought for a moment before snapping his fingers, "I got it.. Hey, George, I gotta hit the loo. Can you go ahead and get my stuff through the portal? I'll meet you on the platform."
"Sure, Harry." The twin said as he and his dad hoisted the trunk and Hedwig's cage onto one of the trolleys when he headed towards the restrooms.
As soon as he opened the door to hide himself, he made sure no one saw as he vanished and quickly made his way to the portal. He had to drop to all fours to keep ahead of the Weasleys as they headed to the entryway to Platform 9 3/4, that and hoping that nutter of an elf wouldn't notice he was there.
It didn't take long for him to reach the pillar, and with a quick pounce, he dove through the portal. A few minutes later, Percy and the twins came through and he reappeared nearby a few seconds later, "Thanks guys." He said, getting their attention.
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Unbeknown to him, outside the portal, Dobby lay in wait to seal the entrance in an another misguided attempt to protect Harry. As soon as the nearby clock indicated the train would be leaving in a few minutes, he noticed a boy pushing a loaded trolly towards the portal as fast as he could. Soon he heard a woman mutter "Harry better hurry." while she went through, he quickly used his magic to close the portal, "It is for Harry Potter's own good." He rationalized before disappearing, "He must stay away from Hogwarts"
However, what he failed to realize was that the remark was actually Molly wanting him to hurry from the bathroom. And, had he stuck around and taken a better look, he would have seen the boy that had now crashed into the pillar was one Ronald Weasley.
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"So...many...cup sizes..." Harry gasped as he staggered into an empty train compartment. It would seem the article spoke true, he lost count of the times a girl had succumbed to the desire to snuggle him. Not he truly minded, mind you, but the fact most of the girls were somewhat older, and several times he was embraced face-first, and level with a certain part of their body..two items to be specific.
"I'll say. Girls around here are definatly cat lovers."
By the time he managed to get away, his hair was even messier than normal and his face redder than a tomato.
After a few minutes he was able to settle down and let himself go limp as he got his trunk put up and the . Before he could nod off, the door opened and a familiar face came in.
"Hey, Hermione." He said, freezing when he saw the look on her face, "What..?"
"You pummeled Gilderoy Lockheart! Our new DA teacher!" She yelled, flailing her arms madly.
"He almost fondled me!" He said in his defense, "Besides, I've read his books, and to be honest, I find them to be complete and utter bovine fecal matter."
The bushy-haired Gryffindor's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets at this statement, "H-Harry! How can you say that!? Look at everything he's done!"
"Everything he CLAIMS he's done, Hermione. I read that 'Year with the Yeti'one...there are entire chapters dedicated soley to him primping and offering fashion and haircare tips. As for what he says to have done.." Harry popped his trunk open and took out the book. Flipping through pages, he came on the chapter he wanted, "Here we go, according to this, he claims he faced off against the leader of a yeti tribe and trounced it with his bare hands. Tell me, Hermione, you know how big a yeti can get?"
"Well," She crossed her eyes as she recalled one of the books she had read, "Most range from eight to nine feet tall and can weigh up to half a ton. Though some have been known to reach twelve feet and a full ton or more."
"All right. And Lockheart's what, five-nine? Five-ten? And looks to be about a hundred eighty at most, soaking wet? Add the fact that the majority of wizards don't really to exercise their bodies. Merlin, girl, Hagrid could rip his spine out and floss with it without even trying; do you honestly think that man could take on something that can be even bigger than our groundskeeper?"
The compartment was dead silent as she processed the information Harry just dropped on her.
"But..but...all the things in his books.." She said weakly.
Harry moved beside her and set a paw on her shoulder (technically his hands are cat paws now) , "Hermione, just because something is in a book doesn't automatically make it true." He noticed the somewhat despondent look on her face and moved his arm so it was around both her shoulders, "Look, if it'll help, I'll give him the benefit of the doubt and save my final judgement for after we have his class, ok? If he can prove he's as good as he says he is, I'll gladly admit I was wrong."
Hermione blushed a bit at the gesture but quickly composed herself, "Ok..I'm going to hold you to that."
He chuckled, "Ok. Oh..and one more thing..Hermione, I wanna apologize."
"For what?" She asked, wondering what he had done.
"Not saying or doing something when Ron ripped you like he did last year." He said, "You were just trying to help. In all honesty, you may have been a wee bit pushy, but that was no ecxuse for him to go off like that."
"Well, maybe I did overdo it a little." She said sheepishly, "On the upside, though. In a way, you and I would probably still be at odds. So, I guess Ron did have SOME use."
Harry could only grin.
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In another part of the train, a small group of new students were chattering like mad.
"He was so CUTE! *fangirl squeal*"
"You really think that tail's real..?"
"Didn't look all THAT impressive, if you ask me.."
"'Cause no one did!!" Several girls snapped at the one responsible for the offending remark.
Off to the side, however, Ginny Weasley was glaring at them, "They actually think MY Harry will notice them?? How stupid can you get? Once I get sorted into Gryffindor like Mum said I would, all I have to do is get him to know I'll be all he needs, and he'll be mine, hehehe, all mine!"
The other kids quickly scooted away from the redhead who began to cackle insanely.
Nearby, Luna peeked over the top of the Quibbler copy she was reading and shook her head at her former friend's actions. Didn't take a seer to know the girl was starting to lose it
"That was one of our biggest differences, Gineva Weasley. You swoon over the Boy-Who-Lived. Me; now that I've gotten to talk to him, I just like Harry." The girl said to herself before returning to her magazine, "The other difference: I'm crazy by choice, you're just nuts."
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As the Hogwarts Express arrived at the end of it's journey, and the first years were escorted by Hagrid while everyone else took to the carrages, no one noticed the powder-blue Ford rapidly descending rapidly from the sky..and right onto the Whomping Willow.
Inside, the car's sole occupant, Ronald Weasley. having stolen it in order to catch up with the train, watched the surrounding branches rear back in order to deliver an arboreal can of whoopass onto the offending vehicle and muttered one thing...
"This is Potter's fault somehow..I'm sure of it."
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Now, before any Luna fans get mad at me, let me explain. In this fic, Luna will be a little crazy, when she feels like it. Ginny, however, will become the 'don't look them in the eye, and back away slowly' kinda crazy.
Without being a horcoux, and having the Cheshire Cat backing him up, Harry'll be more clear-headed and take his work more seriously without Ron distracting him. Though he'll still be kinda off the wall, (I.E. getting the suits of armor to play reggae just 'cause their there and wondering out loud what Malfoy's head would sound like if he took a croquet mallet to it.)
Next time: Let the meyhem begin! Meow!
