1Apology: I know exactly what your going to do after reading this chapter, your going to say to yourself, "good chapter but were was the drama she said was going to be in there?" Yes I know I am sorry, because the fact was that this chapter, chapter 11 was originally going to be my drama chapter but then I'm going through my notebooks and what do I find but my birthday drinking chapter, thus the lack of the drama chapter. At first I considered leaving out this chapter or redoing it and making it a Harry birthday drinking chapter, but no, I really wanted Ginny to have this one, she needs a "I'm so happy I'm going to get wasted" chapter. So I really am sorry to all of your readers out there who where really looking forward to the Drama chapter, but I couldn't resist my party side won out (as it usually does) and this chapter was put in. Hope you enjoy anyway!!
2Apology: Also sorry for the later update, Soccer season is in full swing and when you add classes and work, I have barely any free time. So sorry if the updates keep coming later and later, I really will try! I love this story and I won't abandon it!
Thank you: Golfnjen83, you are such a loyal reviewer and I know I've never replied to your reviews but I just want you to know how much it means to me! Thanks!
Disclaimer and a Warning: I don't own Harry Potter/ this chapter includes drinking and drinking games.
Chapter 11
By the time that they returned to the Burrow the majority of Ginny's family and friends had already arrived. Her Mum was fleeting around bringing out food and seating people along the insanely long table that was set up outside. All around the backyard green and blue streamers where floating in the air, silent fireworks lit the sky also in the colour of green and blue. For the first time in a long time laughter filled the air, it warmed and saddened Ginny's heart to know that they were all moving on.
When everyone spotted her making her way over to the table, cheers of happy birthday erupted and Ginny couldn't help but grin widely.
"Presents!!" Bellowed George, reaching down and lifting a oversized package wrapped in swirling neon colours, it was obviously from him.
"Here you go baby sister, all grown up." He cooed messing up her hair annoyingly.
"George!" She yelped, and batted his hand away from her head. "This box has holes in it, should I be concerned?" She said looking up at George.
"No, don't worry it's safe." Smiled George, a mysterious gleam in his eye.
She unwrapped the paper from the box, then lifted off the lid and peered inside. Two eyes attached to a ball of purple fluff looked up at her.
"A Pygmy Puff!" Shouted Ginny in delight. Arnold her old pet had died tragically last year and she had been looking for another pet to replace him.
"Thank you George!" She said giving her older brother a hug.
"It's from Fred too, it was his idea to get you another one after Arnold died." Whispered George, Ginny nodded quietly trying not to cry. She gave him a small smile then turned back to her family.
Her parents handed forward a small box wrapped in navy blue paper, she smiled at them and then opened the box. Inside was a watch, the band silver and petite, it was small circular links attached together and then the clock face was white with small diamonds around the edges.
Ginny gasped in awe. "It's beautiful." She whispered carefully taking the watch about of the box and placing it on her right wrist. She looked up at her parents.
"Thank you so much I love it."
Her mother smiled a watery smile and patted her cheek en- wrapping her into a hug.
"We're so proud of you dear." She said softly.
Ginny smiled, tears stung her eyes guilt filled her mind but also love the fact that no matter what her mother would always be there for her.
Once she had steadied herself she turned to George, who seemed to be the one handing out her presents. The gift currently in his hands was a long thin box wrapped slightly messy in red wrapping paper.
"This ones from Harry." Said George wagging his eyebrows. Ginny rolled her eyes at him and reached out for the present, she quickly turned to Harry hoping it get a hint at what was in the package but he disclosed no information, only a small smirk was on his face.
Turning back to the package she slowly tore off the paper and lifted off the box, what was underneath took her breath away. Inside was a broom, but not just any broom the newest model of Firebolt, the broom had just recently came out, maybe a day or so before and was the most expensive broom in history. It was beautiful, the wood sleek and perfect, it was a perfectly designed broomstick. She so desperately had coveted it, she had been longing for a new broom for such a long time, but yet she couldn't accept it.
"Harry, it's to much." She said frantically shaking her head. "It's too much money, you should spend your money on something important."
Harry's face darkened, and reached down grabbing her hands as she tried to re wrap the present.
"Ginny," He said quietly. "please, I know you want it and you deserve it. Please Ginny don't do this." He said cupping her face in his hands.
"Harry that's a lot of money and-"
Harry cut her off, shaking his head. "Ginny, please I have so much money right now it's not even funny, please let me just spend a bit of it on my wonderful girlfriend who is amazing on a broomstick, I love you so much, please just take the gift." He spoke softly, then stuck out his bottom lip, pouting. Ginny couldn't help but smile at this.
"Alright, but don't come crying to me when I beat your butt at quidditch now." She laughed. He smiled and pulled her in for a light kiss.
"That's my Gin." He said, wrapping his arm around her.
After several more presents, a emerald strapless green dress from Hermione and Ron, a Dragon hide jacket from Charlie (died of natural causes) and a set of Quidditch history books from Percy, she was itching to go and try out her new broomstick. Quickly gobbling down her cake, she announced that she was going to go flying. She was followed by Ron, Harry, George and a reluctant Hermione and they began their game.
The teams had been divided up George, Ron and Hermione on one and Harry and Ginny on the other. Despite their disadvantage in numbers Harry and Ginny's team quickly dominated, both with a large amount of skill and new brooms (Harry had bought himself the same broomstick to replace his old firebolt) George and Ron were quickly defeated. The sun had just set when George and Ron admitted defeat and then all landed, happy but worn out.
Ginny was just about to head inside, her body leaning into Harry grins on each of their faces when George spoke.
"Aww, Ginny it's your birthday still it's time to celebrate you being newly of age with a little game." Said George with a gleam in his eye.
"What kind of game?" asked Ginny questioningly.
"A drinking game of course, you are of age now and what better way of celebrating than a drinking game!" Laughed George.
"Well I'm in." Said Ron, turning to sit down at the table George had just conjured up. "Come on you guys." He waved his hand over, indicating they sit at the table.
Ginny laughed, she wanted to play but she was also nervous, the only drink she had ever had was some firewhiskey, she knew that George had, well, be a bit heavy on the alcohol ever since Fred had died and she didn't know if she could handle the stuff George would be playing with. Pushing away her fears she grabbed Harry's hand and dragged him over to the table. Hermione was the only one left, she stood off a ways from them casting all of them disapproving looks.
"Come on Hermione! It will be fun!" Said Ron, patting the seat next to him. Hermione rolled her eyes and groaned then walked over to the table and grudgingly sat down. George cheered and then set down a bottle of mysterious brown liquid on the table, and began to conjure up 5 shot glasses, placing one in front of each of them.
"Okay this is how we play, each person will go around the table and state one thing that they have never done. If anyone else has done the thing they have to take a shot, if you haven't done it your safe until the next question." Said George as he pored a large amount of alcohol in each glass. "I'll start." George looked thoughtful for a moment then smiled turning back down and looking at all of them.
" I have never faced Voldemort." Said George, grinning from ear to ear. Ginny groaned inwardly and lifted up her shot glass.
"Cheers." She said and downed the liquid. She almost choked, the alcohol was so strong, it seared her throat and seemed to burn her insides when she finally swallowed. She coughed violently and looked over at Harry who was grinning down at her, he picked up his own shot and swallowed it in one gulp, no reaction what so ever. Ginny stuck her tongue out and him and watched as Hermione coughed violently. This sight made Ginny feel a little better but not much, she wasn't sure if she could handle this game.
"It gets easier the more you have." whispered Harry in her ear, still grinning. Ginny felt a wave of relief flood her, at least she had that to hang onto.
"Okay Ginny you've got next question." Said George who was leaning back dangerously in his seat.
Ginny thought for a bit, she wanted something good, something funny but she couldn't think of anything.
"Ummm...I've never dropped out of school." Said Ginny, satisfied that she had gotten them all. After Hermione coughed down the alcohol it was her turn.
"I have never played on the school quidditch team." She rasped. Ginny reluctantly reached for the next shot. She swallowed and was pleased to find that Harry was right, this one didn't hurt near as much, it was more of a warm feeling than a burning sensation, as with firewhiskey. Now it was Harry's turn.
"I've never had red hair." Said Harry, taking pity on Hermione. Ginny's head began to swim and she felt more at ease as she downed another shot. The world began to slide out of focus and Ginny felt slower and calmer.
"I've never dated someone older than me." Said Ron, smirking at them all, his eyes slightly droopy from alcohol.
Ginny, along with all of the others drank their shot. Now here world was worling, she could hear her head thumping and jolting the world shook around her, all the thoughts that had been bugging her head, all her fears and guilt seemed to fade and all that sat before her was the moment.
"I've never snogged someone in the common room before." Said George. This time Ginny was happy to pick up the glass full of alcohol and sighed when it slid warmly down her throat. She tried to think of a question, but her mind seemed fuzzy and jumbled up.
"I've never been the oldest in the family." Ginny slurred. She was surprised by the sound of her own voice, it was as if he tongue was stuck on the roof of her mouth. But so was everyone else, Ginny decided.
"I've never had a broomstick." Said Hermione, her voice equally slurred. Ginny drank her shot and her head spun more.
"I've never kissed a boy." Said Harry, laughing loudly as Ginny and Hermione drank.
"I've never had sex." Laughed Ron. Ginny picked up her glass, it was calling for her, it never occurred to her what might happen if she did this. She tipped her head back and swallowed the hot liquid, it was then that everything fell apart.
"Whowasit!?" Yelled Ron, standing up flinging his chair back behind him. Ginny looked up at Ron and laughed, he looked ridiculous his words slurred and his feet unstable.
"It obviously wasn't Harry! You and George are the only ones who took a shot." Bellowed Ron, now pointing his finger at Ginny looking at her in disgust.
"Just stay out of this Ron." Said Harry calmly, his voice was serious it had a drunken undertone but his voice was a thousand times more sober than hers or Ron's.
"Hey! It's her right now, see, she- haha- it's not you! Dean or Michael!? I'll kill 'em! I'll-" Yelled Ron stumbling forward.
"Ron seriously forget it." Said Hermione her voice sounding like her tongue had been cut from her mouth. Ginny had stopped laughing now, she had realised what Ron was saying, anger boiled in her and she stood up unstable on her two feet, the world spinning around her.
"So your in on it too!" Bellowed Ron, turning to Hermione.
"It's none of your business!" Screamed Ginny shoving back her own chair.
"You're my little sister and you can't be doing things like that!"
"You don't know anything." Cried Ginny. Tears where pooling in her eyes causing her vision to become even more blurred. She couldn't handle it any more, she turned and slowly made her way back into the house and up to her bed hoping that nightmares wouldn't plague her sleep tonight.
Harry quickly followed Ginny, glaring blatantly at Ron before he left. Hermione stood up sighing and stumbled her way back inside. Ron turned to George who was shaking his head slowly.
"We'll that was fun." Said George then apparated on the spot, leaving Ron all alone.
Thanks for reading! Hope you enjoyed the chapter! I'll try to update soon! AE
