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Hugs.

Blurb ...

A happy hug, a sad hug, or hugging someone tall. You may not even need a hug, but any is the best hug of all. :Series of hug related oneshots RHr HG and others postDH:


CHAPTER FORTY NINE: The Hate Hug.

May, 1998.

Ginny was one of the more stubborn Weasley's, like Charlie and Mrs Weasley. So there was not a lot of surprise when she was the only one who hadn't forgiven Percy for walking out on them.

"Ginny, this is getting slightly ridiculous." Harry told her about a week after Fred's funeral. Ginny knew he was right. She just hated to admit it.

"No it's not." She said. "I think I have a right to hate my so-called brother. And I have a good enough reason not to forgive him."

Harry sighed. "But I've forgiven him. Everyone else has, even your dad."

"I'm not like everyone else." Ginny said, folding her arms protectively across her chest.

"Don't I know it." Harry chuckled. He then sighed and took her hands away from her chest, holding onto them tightly. "Look, Ginny I think you need to talk to him. He's willing to apologise, he has done on many occasions. You need to give him some sort of chance. Don't you want you're brother back?"

"Of course I do!" Ginny said, trying to pull her hands away, but he held onto them even more tightly.

"Look, I'm not letting you leave until you promise to talk to him." Harry said.

Harry could be even more stubborn than Ginny, sometimes. She sighed.

"Fine." She said.

"That's all I ask." Harry said, before kissing her lightly.

"Oh-er, I'll just leave, shall I?"

Harry and Ginny both pulled apart quickly to see Percy standing awkwardly in the doorway to the kitchen.

"Oh, no it's all right." Harry said, blushing slightly. He jumped up and Ginny made a mental note to complain about that later. "Actually, Ginny wanted to talk to you."

She canceled out that aforementioned note. Harry wasn't getting any alone time with her for this.

"No, actually I was on my way out." She said, standing up also. Harry gave her a look and pushed her back down onto the sofa.

"No, you weren't." Harry said. "Percy, feel free to talk to your hearts content." He leaned down to whisper in her ear, "I'll be listening, so don't think you can run from this. You have to talk to him."

Once Harry left the room, Percy still stood awkwardly in the doorway. He eventually walked over.

"Mind if I sit?" He asked, gesturing Harry's recently vacated seat.

"Yes." Ginny sad coolly. She could've sworn she heard Harry's exasperated sigh somewhere. Percy sat down anyway.

"Ginny, you know I'm sorry." Percy finally said after about five minutes of silence. She remained in a stony silence. "I wouldn't have done it if I didn't think it was for the best." More silence. "I thought I was doing the right thing."

"Oh the right thing?" Ginny said, breaking out of her un-responsive attitude. "So you figured the right thing was to just up and leave you family in the middle of the bloody war?!"

"Well, I didn't think there was going to be a war, so I figured-"

"Well you were way off, weren't you?" Ginny said angrily, standing up. "Don't waste your time apologising, I don't want to hear it."

But she immediately sat down when she heard Harry hissed from no where, "I am not snogging you tonight, unless you sit don and sort this out!"

She was definitely going to kill her boyfriend later.

"Why're you still here?" Percy asked after a moment.

She just shrugged. She didn't know what to say.

"You know, Ginny." Percy said, starting to get annoyed. "When we were younger, you were my favorite sibling. Because you weren't afraid to speak up if you wanted to be heard. And the one time I spoke up, I thought you'd noticed."

"Oh I did." Ginny said, unable to stop herself from commenting. "But for the wrong reasons."

Percy shook his head. "I could handle anything dad yelled at me. Anything he said, I could take it. But you … you yelled at me too. You said you were ashamed of me, ashamed to say you were related."

"I was." Ginny said. "I still am. You didn't come back, even after you realised You-Know-Who had returned."

"Pride." Percy explained. "I refused to admit I was wrong. You of all people should know how that feels."

She did-as one of the more … stubborn Weasley's, and knew what it felt like to have to admit you were wrong.

"That's no excuse!" Ginny said loudly. "You should've swallowed your stupid pride and come home! We needed the whole family together during that time, and you refused to even accept a Weasley jumper! Why should I forgive you, for that?!"

"Because like it or not, we are family!" Percy said back, almost as loudly. "And I'm sorry for what I did!"

"You stopped being my family two year's ago!" Ginny yelled back. "I hated you and your stupid views and pride, and I still do." But instead of storming off, she grabbed Percy's arm, dragged him to his feet and hugged him.

"I thought you just said you hated me?" Percy asked in disbelieve against her hair.

"I do, git." Ginny mumbled. "But I missed you. So just shut up and hug me."

When Ginny finally let go, she was crying.

"You're … crying?" Percy asked, even more bewildered.

"Yes." Ginny said, wiping a hand across her eyes.

"So … does this mean you forgive me?" Percy asked. Ginny looked up at him.

"No." She said. "But it means I'm sick of hating."

Percy grinned. "That's all I ask. For now."

Once he left, Harry was back, his arms around Ginny, wiping her tears away.

"I really don't give you enough credit." He said, almost laughing.

"Shut up." Ginny said.


A/N: This chapter has a lot of dedications. Well, three. first, to Goldenfeather, who thought of the hate hug. And then to unique.normality, who wanted a Percy hug. And then to aussiesheila47, who also wanted Percy in a hug.

The next chapter is the last chapter. I wrote it ages ago, and it's been waiting for me to finish, so i could post it. No doubt i'll be all depressed when this is over.

I hope you liked it, and please review, as they're always appreciated, until next time-

-Moon. : D