~Chapter 10: The hand of Time~

How would he knows she was worth the fight?

It has been weeks since Ron first found poisoned and stayed in the hospital wing, he hasn't been conscious but Madam Pomfrey made sure that his condition remained stable. Hermione has been busy, fighting with Lavender whenever she met her in the hospital wing, finished up her homework fast so she could go back to the hospital wings, and spent her night class in the hospital wing with N.E.W.T books in her hand. Lavender has been gotten in trouble for spending so much time in hospital wing and unable to finish up her works which made Hermione more comfortable, especially during the night.

Like Hermione, Ginny has been busying herself. Apart from taking care of Ron, she has been reviewing for her upcoming O.W.L exams and she has Quidditch game coming up. She loves flying. It made her feel confident, free and she feels that she could be herself up there. It reminded her when she was young and she used to try one of each her parents' and her brothers' brooms in the broom shed. She wasn't allowed to be free in The Burrow, to do things that she is able to do, just because she has always been the youngest and the only daughter.

The Holyhead Harpies is coming during the Quidditch Game, to keep their eyes on the good quidditch players to be recruited later on. Ginny is looking forward to it, and she didn't want to miss out this opportunity.

Ginny really hasn't had any time to talk to her dorm friends or anyone. Her mind hasn't been at peace ever since Ron went unconscious. Her parents come once a week and ask Madam Pomfrey if it is better for them to bring Ron's back to The Burrow, with his condition, bringing him by Flying Car or Flo Powder would be too risky, she said. Molly Wesley is a heck one good mother and Ginny loves her for that. Bill and Fleur came once to check on Ron's condition, Charlie and Percy each sent letters and chocolates for Ron, Fred and George went once too drawing funny faces on Ron's face which Madam Pomfrey had to clean for up to an hour because the special marker that they use was able to move around Ron's skin whenever it knew that it would be erased. Ginny wondered when did they ever care about Ron before? Almost never.

It was around 5 o'clock and the Gryffindor team has just finished their practice. For once, Katie came. Her flexes got worse because she hasn't come for some time. Alicia snapped at her almost all the time. Dean were chosen to play instead for the upcoming game. Harry should be the quidditch captain as it is his last year, the past months with Mocks N.E.W.T burdening the senior years, Harry isn't able to make it into the practice. At least he still has time to check on Ron once everyday or two. Ginny was in charge most of the time, she likes the idea of being in charge, of leading others in the right direction.

"Okay, everyone. We'll meet again next week. Katie, as a reserve keep your flexes up. We need a good reserve chaser. Dean, hurry up. Don't hesitate when you throw. Alicia. Nice Job as a beater there. We are unsure if the seniors are able to play on this game coming up, Ron is definitely out of the Keeker place with his condition." Ginny explained. "Alicia and I will discuss our plan and confirm it with Harry. If Harry is able to play, he'll probably be the seeker, but we also have Cormac here as our keeper replacement. So we have nothing to worry about. Team dismissed." Ginny made the last statement. All the players ran out of the Quidditch field to place their brooms in the storage selectively. "Cormac, Dean. Please bring this box in too." Ginny gestured at the big compartment where quidditch's equipment. The boys hurriedly bring the box in.

"Let's go for dinner, Ginny." Romilda invited her, followed by Katie behind her.

"No. Sorry. I'll practice more and I have to go to the Hospital Wing. I'll just grab a snack or something in the common room."

"Oh. Okay." The two girls nodded and waved at her.

"Are you sure?" Alicia asked. "You need a break, Ginny. You'd been really busy."

"I'm fine." She smiled and Alicia went ahead. "I'll talk to you about our quidditch plan tonight."

Alicia waved and said, "OK".

Ginny stepped on to the middle of the grass field and felt the wind blowing on her face. The air was still cold, but it is quite warm for her. Her cheeks went pink from the cool air. She observe where the wind blowed, and attentively looked at the spiral little tornado it made on the dead leaves. She got onto her broom and inhaled, as she stepped onto the ground, giving a little launch on the broom and exhaled, she swiftly moved up. She increases her pace and went around the goal hoops, swiftly do some blatching, a tac-tic movement which where she pretends to collide. Then once she fled up in a straight line, she made a U-turn where she almost hit the ground and turn right-angle once she is 2 meters away above the ground, in a few seconds movement, she landed on her right foot and turn her broom around, away from her. In the end she was standing on the ground and her broom stood nicely next to her clasped in her hand.

A clapping sound was heard from behind her. She turned around with surprise, and there it is, Harry, on his broom, sitting nicely, just fee inches away from the ground.

"Great moves." Harry smiled.

"Oh..." Ginny stumbled on her own broom as she turned around to face Harry. Harry laughed, got down from his own broom and helped her up. "Thanks."

"Your welcome." He smiled. Their face was just inches away from each other and Ginny was scared he could hear her heartbeats. "Where did you learn those moves?"

"Alone. I used to hide in the broom shed when i was young and just made a spin with Bill's or Charlie's brooms. They were quite big for me at that time. George's and Fred's were the ones that suitable for me, they just aren't so fast."

Harry looked at her filled with amazement.

"But fred's once put this magic gum on the broom, and it purposely stained and torn any clothes made contact with it. He put it as a prank to george's. I have to throw that shirt away to make sure nobody know I'd been using their brooms." She laughed, and Harry's laughed followed.

"I miss the Burrow, indeed." He smiled at her, while looking at the sky that turns red as the sun is going down.

"What are you doing here?"

"For a spin. It puts my mind of things." Harry simply said, while Ginny nodded for awhile. "Hermione talked to me. More of an apology. I hadn't been myself these days.m Oh, I don't know. Fighting a Norwegian Dragon is much easier than all of this." He sat on the grass, as Ginny followed him and sat down on the grass.

"You mean Katie?" She looked at him in wonderment, follow by his strange expression. "or perhaps, cho?" Nice guess, Ginny! What are you trying to ask him? Keep your jealousy to yourself, will you?

Harry made a little laugh in between his breath. "Yeah, that. I guess."

The both of them keep quite for awhile.

"Well..." he continued. "None of them really that important i guess. There has been so many things in my mind."

Ginny waited for him to continue.

"I've felt this before. Like someone is getting as a part of me. Or perhaps it is a part of me that comes out." Harry continued. "I didn't want anyone to talk to me."

"Well, that was a bit stupid of you, seeing as how you don't know anyone but me who's been possessed by You-Know-Who, and I can tell you how it feels." Ginny said sarcastically.

"I forgot."

"Lucky you." She commented sarcastically and the two of them laughed.

"Hermione did tell you about this secret society of the Order of The phoenix right?" He asked her. "I found this connection between my parents and this society. Also this guy, named Prince. He was closed with his mother, from what the people have said. They lived near each other in Privet Drive, I meant Muggle's house. He got accepted in Hogwarts too."

Ginny listened to him. "Sirius didn't want to tell you anything?"

Harry shook his head, almost giving up.

"Do you think Cho and Katie.. well.. put your mind away? off things?"

"I just can't really... get them. It's a questioning thing. Did my dad feel that way towards my mother? How would he knows she was worth the fight? How could I be the one who hold the prophecy?"

"That sounded like a question you should ask Professor Trowlawney." Ginny laughed and Harry followed her laugh. "You're happy with Katie now, yeah?"

Harry looked at Ginny for awhile. He shook his head. "It's finished."

Ginny kept quite, she wanted to ask HOW? WHEN? WHY? but none of it really matters to Harry. She knows it doesn't matter.

"She was fine. Something just wasn't there. I gladly agree when she wanted to break up with me again." Harry smiled at Ginny.

Ginny got up and take a hold of Harry's broom. "Here you go, let's go for a spin. If your flexes is still good, captain, you'll be our seeker on the next game. Then we can get a supper or check on Ron or something."

Harry laughed. "Yeah. That's a good idea."

Ginny gave him a hand to hold as he stand up. Once he stood up, the moment stopped for awhile. They were holding hands, and their eyes locked onto each other. His lips grew closer to Ginny's, somehow Ginny stopped. "Here's your broom." She breathed out her nervousness.

"Oh. Yeah." He laughed. He bend down and took Ginny's broom. "Here's yours. Ready for a spin?"

She nodded. They took a hold of each other their brooms', and as soon as they feel the wind blow and they are stable enough. They smiled at each other and took a launch up together.

"By the way, Harry," Ginny stopped to say as they clashed, trying to push each other down the ground. "Your dad just know when the moment is right." She smiled at him. The moon started shining and her eyes glitters. Harry thought for awhile, and he knows that Ginny was always right.

Rule #10: Don't try so hard finding the answer that always has been there the whole time. Stop looking at the bigger world when the answer is in your own home.