It's Complicated
Chapter 2: Hogwarts Letters and Diagon Alley
As morning broke, Molly rushed around the kitchen to prepare a large breakfast for the household. They had a busy day ahead of them, Hogwarts letters would be arriving today which meant a trip to Diagon Alley. Looking at the clock Molly decided that it was time to get the children out of bed.
Upstairs, her daughter was already awake, she had been for hours. Sitting on her bed, staring out her window, all she wanted was to hide. To hide from everything, from everyone, from one person in particular. The way they made her feel inside was amazing but she hated it, she hated that no matter what she did she couldn't get rid of this feeling. A knock at the door awoke her from her thoughts.
"Ginny dear, breakfast is nearly ready," Molly spoke softly.
"Okay Mum," Ginny replied.
"Can you please wake the others?"
"Yeah okay," Ginny sighed. Hearing her mother's footsteps moving away and down the stairs Ginny turned to look at the occupant of the bed next to her. Releasing a heavy sigh Ginny moved out of bed and over to the other, bending down she gently shook the other girl in an attempt to wake her.
"Hermione...Hermione wake up, breakfast is ready," Hermione stirred slight but did not wake.
"Hermione, wake up, breakfast is ready," Ginny said firmly. It seemed to do the trick, Hermione's eyes began to flicker open.
"Mornin'" Hermione smiled, stretching to wake herself up properly. After realising how close they were, Ginny moved towards the door.
"I'm going to go and, um, wake the others up," Ginny stuttered looking at the door.
"Okay, I'll see you downstairs," Looking up, Hermione saw Ginny had already left. Sighing she moved the covers off of her and made her way downstairs.
"Pass the toast Hermione," Ron asked.
"Ronald, manners!" Molly shouted.
"Pass the toast, pleeeaassee," Ron exaggerated. Hermione chuckled passing the toast along the table. Ginny walked into the kitchen and sat at the table. Everyone was laughing, talking and eating, Hermione looked over at Ginny and noticed Ginny picking at her food. She had hardly touched anything on her plate.
"Ginny are you o-" Hermione was interupted by a loud bang. Everyone turned to look at the window. After a few seconds an owl jumped up onto the window ledge.
"Errol you stupid bird, both windows were open and you still manage to miss?" Ron ranted as he walked over and took the letters from his beak. After handing the letters out to everyone he sat back down and began to read his.
"Oh my god!" Hermione exclaimed.
"What is it dear?" Asked Mrs. Weasley.
"I...I'm a prefect!" Hermione held up a small golden badge with the word 'PREFECT' scribed into it.
"That's wonderful dear!" Molly congratulated. After everyone congratulated her she turned to look at Ginny. The younger girl felt Hermione's eyes on her so she turned to meet them.
"Congratulations Hermione, I knew you'd get it, who else could they of picked but the brightest witch of our generation?" Ginny smiled.
"Right, everyone upstairs and get dressed we leave for Diagon Alley in half an hour!" Molly commanded.
As Ginny entered her room she was greeted by the sight of Hermione in nothing but her underwear.
"Sorry!" Ginny shouted, her eyes as large as saucers. Hermione giggled at the sight of her.
"It's okay Ginny, it's nothing you haven't seen before.
"I, I've never seen, I mean, I've never watched you...-" deciding to put the redhead out of her misery.
"Ginny, calm down, I meant we both have the same parts so its not like you don't know what the female body looks like," Hermione laughed.
"Oh, right, yeah," Ginny blushed, turning the same colour as her hair.
"You best get ready, you know what your mother is like if we're late," Hermione smiled. Ginny smiled back and nodded in agreement. Ginny walked over to her wardrobe and pulled out a par of low cut jeans and her 'Holyhead Harpies' jersey. She began to change but she had an odd feeling that she was being watched. Thinking she was being paranoid she shook off the feeling and she finished getting changed. Just as she was pulling her jersey over her head she turned round and caught Hermione's eye. Hermione quickly turned away and ducked her head.
"I'm going to go and see if the boys are ready, I'll see you downstairs," Hermione said as she rushed out of the room. Ginny frowned and shook her head.
"She couldn't of been watching me...right?" Ginny thought. Se decided it was best to forget about what happened and just concentrate on what she needed from Diagon Alley.
A knock at the door interrupted Harry and Ron's conversation about who would with the Quidditch league cup this year.
"Harry, Ron, are you nearly ready," Hermione quiried.
"We'll be down in a minute Hermione," Harry replied.
"Okay but don't take too long, we're leaving in a few minutes." With that Hermione made her way down to the kitchen.
"So, what's going on with you and Ginny then?" Ron asked.
"What do you mean? Nothing is going on between me and Ginny," Harry answered looking confused.
"Well you do like her don't you?" Harry looked down at the floor.
"Yes of course I like her Ron, I do like her but I don't think she feels the same way," Harry said sadly.
"What are you talking about? She's been nuts about you since she was 10!" Ron explained.
"Have you not noticed how she's been acting lately, she barely talks to me, she hardly looks at me, I just dont think she likes me like that anymore," Harry replied.
"That's just Ginny being Ginny," Ron explained.
"I really don't think it is, she's been like that since the end of last summer,"
"What happened at the end of last summer?" Ron asked. A guilty look swept across Harry's face.
"Well, it's when, it's when we err, it's when I kissed her," Harry looked at the floor, unable to look at his best friend.
"What?! When? Where?" Ron shouted.
"It was just after my birthday, I went for a walk up to the old barn and she was there, she was upset-"
"So you thought kissing her would make her feel better?!" Ron asked, his face turning red with anger.
"No! We sat and talked for a while, she wouldn't tell me what was wrong so we talked abot quidditch I was trying to cheer her up. I finally got her to laugh and, well, kissed her, it felt like it was right but after she just looked confused," Harry explained. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you any sooner, I just, I felt embarrassed."
"It's okay," Ron sighed, sounding calmer, "I would probably of felt the same way if it happened to me."
"Thanks Ron. Anyway, we should probably get going, otherwise you're mother will have us cleaning out the chicken coop everyday till we go back to Hogwarts!" Harry laughed.
Ginny was sat in the living room when she heard someone coming downstairs. She looked towards the entrance of the living room to see Hermione stood there smiling at her. Smiling back she moved over on the sofa so that Hermione could sit down.
"You seem to be in a better mood today," Hermione commented.
"Oh yeah, I am. I'm really sorry about how I acted yesterday Hermione, I was out of line, I just, I have a lot on my mind right now, but that's no excuse to take it out on you," Ginny apologised.
"Don't worry about it Gin, if you ever want to talk about what's happening then I'll always be here for you,"
"That's really kind 'Mione, but I'm just stressing over school, we begin preparation for N.E.W.T's this year and I don't know if I can handle the work load, O.W.L's were hard enough but this year it's going to be even worse!" Ginny confessed but Hermione wasn't convinced, usually, if Ginny was lying she would play with her hands and she was doing just that.
"Okay, but as you said before, I am the smartest witch of our generation so if anyone can help you with school, it's me," Hermione joked. After looking at each other for a few moments the girls burst into a fit of laughter.
"Everyone, it's time to go!" Mrs. Weasley informed. Hermione and Ginny walked to the kitchen, still laughing.
"What's so funny?" Ron asked as he and Harry walked into the kitchen.
"Nothing that concerns you," Hermione giggled.
"Right everyone, you know the drill, Ron first, then Harry, Hermione next and finally Ginny. We'll go to the leaky cauldron first then we'll begin shopping." Mr. Weasley said, trying to keep the children as organised as possible. Ron stepped into the fireplace, took a handful of powder cleared his throat and loudly and clearly spoke the words,
"Diagon Alley!" Dropping the powder, a green flame engulfed him Sending him to his chosen destination.
"Right Harry, you next."
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