Chapter IX: A Good Intrigue
The Great Hall was nearly empty the morning of Christmas holiday. Ginny lugged her chest over to the Gryffindor table. Amilia and her older brother, Josh, were playing wizards chess at the end of the table. Ginny left her chest and walked up to them.
"Off to the Burrow," Ginny announced.
"You still haven't got.." Amilia glanced at her brother, "that one thing."
She was talking about the invisibility cloak and Ginny knew it.
"I guess I'll just have to get it after the holiday," Ginny told her.
"Do I want to know what ruddy thing you two are gibbering about?" Josh asked.
"No," Ginny and Amilia said at the same time.
"Carriage are loading up," Ron informed, walking up to them. Harry accompanied him. Both were pulling along chests. Ginny looked down at Harry's chest.
"Actually going home this holiday?" Ginny asked.
"Not exactly," Harry smiled.
"He's spending the holiday with us," Ron blurted.
Ginny and Amilia looked at each other.
"Since when?" Ginny asked.
"Mum sent an owl this morning," Ron explained. "She said she wouldn't let Harry spend another Christmas at Hogwarts."
"It's a pity thing," Harry added. "I suppose she's sorry that I am so pathetic."
"Now really, Harry," Ginny began, "anyone would pick Hogwarts over that lot you live with."
"I suppose you don't have to wait 'till after the holiday," Amilia whispered to Ginny. "Just get the cloak over Christmas."
Ginny looked back at her. Amilia raised her eyebrows and gave Ginny an insinuating smile.
"Not that again!" Ginny exclaimed.
"Not what?" Ron asked.
"I was just-," Amilia began.
Ginny put her hand over Amilia's mouth, saying, "You've gotten me in enough mess."
Harry, Ron, and Josh stared at the two girls. Ginny smiled sheepishly.
"Girl talk," Ginny stated. "Hard to understand, isn't it?"
"Anyway," Ron said, changing the subject, "Harry's bringing the Thunder Hawk 300 so we can practice on it. That'll be fun, won't it, Gin?"
"You're going to play Quidditch in the snow?" Ginny questioned. "You'll both freeze."
"C'mon, Gin," Ron laughed. "Where's your sense of adventure?"
"Besides that," Ginny went on as if Ron hadn't said a word, "that broom is demented."
"I can handle it," Harry assured her.
Ginny stopped her argument even though she wasn't convinced.
"We'd better hurry," Ron said. "Everyone else is already in the carriages."
Amilia and Josh left thier chess game and they all picked up thier trunks and started pulling them to the Entrance Hall. Harry invited Josh and "his little sister" to squeeze into a carriage with Harry, Ginny, Hermione, who had joined them in the Entrance Hall, and Ron. Josh and Amilia accepted and they all got into one carriage.
"What d'you think, Josh?" Ron asked. "What possition in Quidditch would I play best at?"
"Well, George and Fred were brilliant Beaters," Josh stated. "But Charlie was a great Keeper. Of course, you are built more like Percy and Bill. They had more brains then tallent on the Quidditch field. And, well, you're not...I mean, you don't have...I'd have to see you play to judge for sure."
Josh cleared his throat and gazed out the carriage window.
"I see," said Ron.
Things were silent for a while, in which Hermione held Ron's hand. Ginny watched suspiciously as Hermione caressed the red hairs on the back of Ron's neck. Ginny raised her eyebrows at this. Amilia started giggling.
"I think they're definating going out," Amilia whispered into Ginny's ear.
Ginny tried to hold back a snicker.
"What are you two talking about now?" Josh droned.
"Nothing," Amilia giggled.
"Girls," Josh sighed in annoyance.
Harry smiled slightly, watching the girls' giggle session.
The carriage reached the Hogmede station in no time. Harry and Ron pulled the trunk off the carriage for the girls. Hermione smiled at Ron as he handed her her trunk. Amilia and Ginny giggled at this. Josh rolled his eyes, starting off toward the train. Amilia and Ginny followed him. Hermione, Ron, and Harry brought up the rear.
"Going home, Harry?"
Ginny turned around, clutching Amilia's arm. Cho had joined the slow trio.
"Is that..is that-" Amilia sputtered.
"Yes it is," Ginny grumbled.
"I'm going to the Weasley's for Christmas," Harry told Cho.
"How fun," Cho said, glaring toward Ginny.
"What's her probelm?" Amilia asked.
Ginny stared into Cho's vicious almond eyes foe a moment. Quickly, Ginny pulled Amilia on to the train. They rushed to a compartment.
"What-what are you doing?" Amilia asked.
"I think she knows," Ginny blurted, glancing into the hall.
"Knows what?" Amilia began and the gasped. "You mean she knows that we know?"
"Must be," Ginny said. "Why else would she give me a look like that?"
"What would she do to us?" Amilia whispered.
"I don't know," Ginny admitted.
Ginny and Amilia watched form thier window as Cho, Harry, Ron, and Hermione got aboard the train. They, then, glanced into the hall. Cho and Harry went into a compartment with a few Ravenclaw girls. Ron and Hermione joined neville Longbottum. Ginny supposed that Ron was no longer threatened by him.
"Now what?" Amilia asked.
"Doesn't matter," Ginny stated. "There's nothing we can do unless Cho's bat chases Harry out of that compartment again. Besides that, we have no reason to worry. All of Ravenclaw can't be in on this. I'm sure he's safe as long as those other girls are in there."
Amilia nodded.
They sat down calmly.
"What d'you want to talk about?" Amilia asked.
Ginny shrugged, staring out the window as the station slowly went passed.
"How do you think Cho found out?" Amilia queried.
Ginny looked at Amilia.
"I'm not sure."
"Who could have told her?" Amilia questioned. "Maybe Ernie-"
"How would Ernie find out?" Ginny snapped.
"You know how nosey and suspicious he is," Amilia said.
"I don't think it was him," Ginny muttered. "Cho might have just figured it out."
"Maybe she heard you following her on Halloween," Amilia suggested.
"No, she knew before that," Ginny told her.
"What do you mean?" Amilia asked.
"The day I saw her wearing Gebo, she looked at me so smugly," Ginny explained. "She, also, purposefully bumped into me."
"Listen to yourself," Amilia commanded. "That was the day you saw her wearing Gebo."
"Yes, I said that."
"How could she know we knew before we even knew?" Amilia asked.
Ginny thought about it.
"Good point," she said.
"There must be another reason why she doesn't like you," Amilia told her.
"Why wouldn't she like me?"
"Wait!" Amilia exclaimed. "She glared at you today when Harry said he was going to your house for the holiday. What happened before she bumped you in the hall?"
"I was talking to Harry," Ginny stated. "He was about to ask me something."
Amilia grinned, saying, "Do you see what this means?"
"No," Ginny said, looking perplexed.
"Cho is jealous," Amilia declared.
"Of me?" Ginny laughed. "That's ubserd!"
"Yes," Amilia insisted. "Harry was probably going to ask you to the dance. Cho had to stop him. Now he's going to your house. She's upset at you because you're taking Harry's attention and ruining her plan."
"You must be crazy," Ginny commented. "You and Cho and that stupid broom should have a demetia party."
"You're in denial," Amilia assured her. "Harry likes you. You just don't realize it."
Ginny just shook her head.
"Ouch! Ruddy bat!"
Amilia and Ginny ran to the hall. Harry was leaving Cho's compartment.
"Wait, Harry!" Cho exclaimed.
"I'm sorry, Cho," Harry appologized, "but that bat has it in for me."
"Just like the broom," Amilia whispered.
Ginny looked back at Amilia. Suddenly, Ginny pulled her into the compartment and stared at her.
"What?" Ginny said urgantly.
"The broom has it in for him too," Amilia clearified. "The bat and the broom.
"The bat and the broom," Ginny repeated. "It's a sign."
"A sign?"
"Fate is trying to tell Harry something," Ginny explained. "Cho's bat keeps biting him and the broom Cho got him to buy keeps throwing him off."
"I guess the bat should join the demetia party," Amilia giggled.
"This is serious," Ginny said, holding back a laugh.
"Harry doesn't believe in fate," Amilia informed.
"Well, I do," Ginny whispered.
Amilia raised her eyebrows expectantly.
"Does fate think you and Harry Potter should be together?" Amilia asked.
"I don't know," Ginny admitted.
"Ask it," Amilia suggested.
Ginny glanced at Amilia and then pulled her rune stones out.
"Fine," she said, "I will."
Using the Norn spread, Ginny lined three stones up.
"What does it say?" Amilia asked.
"Algiz represents an important element of the past," Ginny explained, pointing to the left stone. "Algiz is the Elk. The elk is the object of the hunt, and hence Algiz speaks to the pursuit of goals and the thrill of that pursuit. Also, Algiz represents the protective sanctuary. This is a place to feel the full pain and not to shy away, for there is a lesson here. The meditation here is to focus on the marks on our past to direct us in our future plans."
"The persuit can be your crush on Harry Potter," Amilia voiced. "So you should meditate about the past."
"I suppose so," Ginny agreed. "The right rune represents the critical element of the future. It is Teiwaz, the spiritual warrior. This is the protector of the warrior and the giver of victory. For meditiation, this rune is best known for gaining strength in overcoming an adversarial situation."
"Cho," Amilia said simply.
"The third stone is blank," Ginny informed. "Therefore, The Unknowable is what represents a deciding element of the present. The unknowable is the black hole of knowledge. It is our darkest fears and represents the nothingness we may come from and may return to. Use meditation on this concept to confront-"
"It's upside down," Amilia blurted.
"What?" Ginny questioned.
"The stone," Amilia pointed out.
"Hey, you're right," Ginny gasped.
She turned over the third stone. Her eyes widened when she saw that familiar "X" symbol. A chill ran down Ginny's spine.
"What is it?" Amilia asked.
"It's Gebo."
"What-what is that supposed to mean?" Amilia stuttered.
"Gebo means," Ginny began slowly, "gebo is the gift of harmonic relationships.
When we acknowledge our destiny, then we have harmony. Any relationship can work out as long as we know how to maneuver through contentious situations. This is a powerful rune for the rune spell caster, for the one who understands this force can have great power of influence. We need to meditate on the magic of working with knowing our destiny and surrendering to it to allow us to set us up for good things to come."
"First you meditate about the past, then you surrender to your destiny, and then you defeat Cho," Amilia listed. "So...that doesn't exactly answer your question."
"It's telling me how to find out for myself," Ginny explained.
"You can't know whether you belong with Harry Potter or not unless you do all that?" Amilia asked.
The Hogwarts Express began to slow down. Ginny and Amilia jumped to thier feet.
"This is it," Ginny whispered. "What am I supposed to do?"
"Get that cloak!" Amilia exclaimed.
Ginny nodded.
Amilia and Ginny hugged and then got thier trunks from under thier seats.
"I'll see you at Hogwarts," Ginny said as they got off the train.
"Don't have too good a time," Amilia smiled. "I know you're looking forward to watching Harry Potter sleep."
Ginny silently laughed, shaking her head.
"Maybe he wears Owl shorts to bed," Amilia proposed, running off toward her parents.
Ginny turned and watched Harry, Ron and Hermione get off the train. She pulled her chest in thier direction. By the time she had got there it was only Harry.
"Where's Ron and Hermione?" Ginny asked him.
"Saying goodbye," He told her, raising his eyebrows.
Ginny gave him a puzzled look.
"C'mere," He whispered, climbing back on the train.
Ginny left her trunk and followed Harry. He peeked into the first compartment on the left and the pointed at it. Ginny crouched down beside Harry and looked inside too. Ron and Hermione stood inside. They were hugging, apperently, tightly. Holiday was only a week. There was no need for such sorrow. Ofc ourse, Ginny felt that way everytime she had to say goodbye to Harry. If only thier goodbyes were as intimate. Ginny glanced up at Harry and then back in the compartment. Hermione pulled away from Ron and ran her hand down his cheek. Ron leaned and kissed her. Ginny gasped quite loudly. Quickly, Harry took Ginny's hand and pulled her off the train.
"Sorry, I just-" Ginny breathed.
"I know," Harry said. "It's alright."
Ginny looked into Harry's stuningly green eyes and smiled.
"Ginny, dear!" Mrs. Wealsey called from across the platform.
Mrs. Weasley came over to Harry and Ginny.
"Where's Ron?" She asked.
"He's-er," Harry stammered.
"He's socializing," Ginny blurted, glancing at Harry.
Harry smiled, "Yeah, socializing."
"Mum!" Ron gasped form the train door.
Harry and Ginny looked back and him and Hermione.
"There's no time for all that, you two!" Mrs. Wealsey exclaimed. "You knew we were waiting. And you go off fraternizing."
Ron turned red and Harry and Ginny started laughing.
"It means hobnob, Ron," Hermione whispered.
"Oh," Ron sighed.
"C'mon then," Mrs. Weasley ordered.
Ron stepped off the train, still holding Hermione's hand.
"I'll be needing that," Hermione said, refering to her hand.
"Sorry," Ron appologized. "I'll see you at Hogwarts then."
"Bye," She giggled.
Ron, Harry, and Ginny followed Mrs. Weasley off the platform and to the muggle world, eyeing Ron, teasingly.
"What're you two smiling about?" Ron snapped to Harry and Ginny in the car.
"Nothing," Harry assured him.
"Were we smiling?" Ginny asked. "Maybe you're just seeing all smiles."
Harry chuckled.
"Just let me in on the joke, alright?" Ron demanded.
"What joke?" Harry asked.
"Nevermind," Ron grumbled. "If you two want to have an intrigue, that's fine with me."
It wasn't much fun teasing him after that. Ginny watched out the window, looking for Ottery St. Catchpole. She missed her bed and her own room.
The reached the Burrow not too long later. Things were too quiet as they got out of the car. Ginny wondered if Ron was really mad about the joke. Harry followed him up to his room. If anyone could patch things up, it was Harry.
The Great Hall was nearly empty the morning of Christmas holiday. Ginny lugged her chest over to the Gryffindor table. Amilia and her older brother, Josh, were playing wizards chess at the end of the table. Ginny left her chest and walked up to them.
"Off to the Burrow," Ginny announced.
"You still haven't got.." Amilia glanced at her brother, "that one thing."
She was talking about the invisibility cloak and Ginny knew it.
"I guess I'll just have to get it after the holiday," Ginny told her.
"Do I want to know what ruddy thing you two are gibbering about?" Josh asked.
"No," Ginny and Amilia said at the same time.
"Carriage are loading up," Ron informed, walking up to them. Harry accompanied him. Both were pulling along chests. Ginny looked down at Harry's chest.
"Actually going home this holiday?" Ginny asked.
"Not exactly," Harry smiled.
"He's spending the holiday with us," Ron blurted.
Ginny and Amilia looked at each other.
"Since when?" Ginny asked.
"Mum sent an owl this morning," Ron explained. "She said she wouldn't let Harry spend another Christmas at Hogwarts."
"It's a pity thing," Harry added. "I suppose she's sorry that I am so pathetic."
"Now really, Harry," Ginny began, "anyone would pick Hogwarts over that lot you live with."
"I suppose you don't have to wait 'till after the holiday," Amilia whispered to Ginny. "Just get the cloak over Christmas."
Ginny looked back at her. Amilia raised her eyebrows and gave Ginny an insinuating smile.
"Not that again!" Ginny exclaimed.
"Not what?" Ron asked.
"I was just-," Amilia began.
Ginny put her hand over Amilia's mouth, saying, "You've gotten me in enough mess."
Harry, Ron, and Josh stared at the two girls. Ginny smiled sheepishly.
"Girl talk," Ginny stated. "Hard to understand, isn't it?"
"Anyway," Ron said, changing the subject, "Harry's bringing the Thunder Hawk 300 so we can practice on it. That'll be fun, won't it, Gin?"
"You're going to play Quidditch in the snow?" Ginny questioned. "You'll both freeze."
"C'mon, Gin," Ron laughed. "Where's your sense of adventure?"
"Besides that," Ginny went on as if Ron hadn't said a word, "that broom is demented."
"I can handle it," Harry assured her.
Ginny stopped her argument even though she wasn't convinced.
"We'd better hurry," Ron said. "Everyone else is already in the carriages."
Amilia and Josh left thier chess game and they all picked up thier trunks and started pulling them to the Entrance Hall. Harry invited Josh and "his little sister" to squeeze into a carriage with Harry, Ginny, Hermione, who had joined them in the Entrance Hall, and Ron. Josh and Amilia accepted and they all got into one carriage.
"What d'you think, Josh?" Ron asked. "What possition in Quidditch would I play best at?"
"Well, George and Fred were brilliant Beaters," Josh stated. "But Charlie was a great Keeper. Of course, you are built more like Percy and Bill. They had more brains then tallent on the Quidditch field. And, well, you're not...I mean, you don't have...I'd have to see you play to judge for sure."
Josh cleared his throat and gazed out the carriage window.
"I see," said Ron.
Things were silent for a while, in which Hermione held Ron's hand. Ginny watched suspiciously as Hermione caressed the red hairs on the back of Ron's neck. Ginny raised her eyebrows at this. Amilia started giggling.
"I think they're definating going out," Amilia whispered into Ginny's ear.
Ginny tried to hold back a snicker.
"What are you two talking about now?" Josh droned.
"Nothing," Amilia giggled.
"Girls," Josh sighed in annoyance.
Harry smiled slightly, watching the girls' giggle session.
The carriage reached the Hogmede station in no time. Harry and Ron pulled the trunk off the carriage for the girls. Hermione smiled at Ron as he handed her her trunk. Amilia and Ginny giggled at this. Josh rolled his eyes, starting off toward the train. Amilia and Ginny followed him. Hermione, Ron, and Harry brought up the rear.
"Going home, Harry?"
Ginny turned around, clutching Amilia's arm. Cho had joined the slow trio.
"Is that..is that-" Amilia sputtered.
"Yes it is," Ginny grumbled.
"I'm going to the Weasley's for Christmas," Harry told Cho.
"How fun," Cho said, glaring toward Ginny.
"What's her probelm?" Amilia asked.
Ginny stared into Cho's vicious almond eyes foe a moment. Quickly, Ginny pulled Amilia on to the train. They rushed to a compartment.
"What-what are you doing?" Amilia asked.
"I think she knows," Ginny blurted, glancing into the hall.
"Knows what?" Amilia began and the gasped. "You mean she knows that we know?"
"Must be," Ginny said. "Why else would she give me a look like that?"
"What would she do to us?" Amilia whispered.
"I don't know," Ginny admitted.
Ginny and Amilia watched form thier window as Cho, Harry, Ron, and Hermione got aboard the train. They, then, glanced into the hall. Cho and Harry went into a compartment with a few Ravenclaw girls. Ron and Hermione joined neville Longbottum. Ginny supposed that Ron was no longer threatened by him.
"Now what?" Amilia asked.
"Doesn't matter," Ginny stated. "There's nothing we can do unless Cho's bat chases Harry out of that compartment again. Besides that, we have no reason to worry. All of Ravenclaw can't be in on this. I'm sure he's safe as long as those other girls are in there."
Amilia nodded.
They sat down calmly.
"What d'you want to talk about?" Amilia asked.
Ginny shrugged, staring out the window as the station slowly went passed.
"How do you think Cho found out?" Amilia queried.
Ginny looked at Amilia.
"I'm not sure."
"Who could have told her?" Amilia questioned. "Maybe Ernie-"
"How would Ernie find out?" Ginny snapped.
"You know how nosey and suspicious he is," Amilia said.
"I don't think it was him," Ginny muttered. "Cho might have just figured it out."
"Maybe she heard you following her on Halloween," Amilia suggested.
"No, she knew before that," Ginny told her.
"What do you mean?" Amilia asked.
"The day I saw her wearing Gebo, she looked at me so smugly," Ginny explained. "She, also, purposefully bumped into me."
"Listen to yourself," Amilia commanded. "That was the day you saw her wearing Gebo."
"Yes, I said that."
"How could she know we knew before we even knew?" Amilia asked.
Ginny thought about it.
"Good point," she said.
"There must be another reason why she doesn't like you," Amilia told her.
"Why wouldn't she like me?"
"Wait!" Amilia exclaimed. "She glared at you today when Harry said he was going to your house for the holiday. What happened before she bumped you in the hall?"
"I was talking to Harry," Ginny stated. "He was about to ask me something."
Amilia grinned, saying, "Do you see what this means?"
"No," Ginny said, looking perplexed.
"Cho is jealous," Amilia declared.
"Of me?" Ginny laughed. "That's ubserd!"
"Yes," Amilia insisted. "Harry was probably going to ask you to the dance. Cho had to stop him. Now he's going to your house. She's upset at you because you're taking Harry's attention and ruining her plan."
"You must be crazy," Ginny commented. "You and Cho and that stupid broom should have a demetia party."
"You're in denial," Amilia assured her. "Harry likes you. You just don't realize it."
Ginny just shook her head.
"Ouch! Ruddy bat!"
Amilia and Ginny ran to the hall. Harry was leaving Cho's compartment.
"Wait, Harry!" Cho exclaimed.
"I'm sorry, Cho," Harry appologized, "but that bat has it in for me."
"Just like the broom," Amilia whispered.
Ginny looked back at Amilia. Suddenly, Ginny pulled her into the compartment and stared at her.
"What?" Ginny said urgantly.
"The broom has it in for him too," Amilia clearified. "The bat and the broom.
"The bat and the broom," Ginny repeated. "It's a sign."
"A sign?"
"Fate is trying to tell Harry something," Ginny explained. "Cho's bat keeps biting him and the broom Cho got him to buy keeps throwing him off."
"I guess the bat should join the demetia party," Amilia giggled.
"This is serious," Ginny said, holding back a laugh.
"Harry doesn't believe in fate," Amilia informed.
"Well, I do," Ginny whispered.
Amilia raised her eyebrows expectantly.
"Does fate think you and Harry Potter should be together?" Amilia asked.
"I don't know," Ginny admitted.
"Ask it," Amilia suggested.
Ginny glanced at Amilia and then pulled her rune stones out.
"Fine," she said, "I will."
Using the Norn spread, Ginny lined three stones up.
"What does it say?" Amilia asked.
"Algiz represents an important element of the past," Ginny explained, pointing to the left stone. "Algiz is the Elk. The elk is the object of the hunt, and hence Algiz speaks to the pursuit of goals and the thrill of that pursuit. Also, Algiz represents the protective sanctuary. This is a place to feel the full pain and not to shy away, for there is a lesson here. The meditation here is to focus on the marks on our past to direct us in our future plans."
"The persuit can be your crush on Harry Potter," Amilia voiced. "So you should meditate about the past."
"I suppose so," Ginny agreed. "The right rune represents the critical element of the future. It is Teiwaz, the spiritual warrior. This is the protector of the warrior and the giver of victory. For meditiation, this rune is best known for gaining strength in overcoming an adversarial situation."
"Cho," Amilia said simply.
"The third stone is blank," Ginny informed. "Therefore, The Unknowable is what represents a deciding element of the present. The unknowable is the black hole of knowledge. It is our darkest fears and represents the nothingness we may come from and may return to. Use meditation on this concept to confront-"
"It's upside down," Amilia blurted.
"What?" Ginny questioned.
"The stone," Amilia pointed out.
"Hey, you're right," Ginny gasped.
She turned over the third stone. Her eyes widened when she saw that familiar "X" symbol. A chill ran down Ginny's spine.
"What is it?" Amilia asked.
"It's Gebo."
"What-what is that supposed to mean?" Amilia stuttered.
"Gebo means," Ginny began slowly, "gebo is the gift of harmonic relationships.
When we acknowledge our destiny, then we have harmony. Any relationship can work out as long as we know how to maneuver through contentious situations. This is a powerful rune for the rune spell caster, for the one who understands this force can have great power of influence. We need to meditate on the magic of working with knowing our destiny and surrendering to it to allow us to set us up for good things to come."
"First you meditate about the past, then you surrender to your destiny, and then you defeat Cho," Amilia listed. "So...that doesn't exactly answer your question."
"It's telling me how to find out for myself," Ginny explained.
"You can't know whether you belong with Harry Potter or not unless you do all that?" Amilia asked.
The Hogwarts Express began to slow down. Ginny and Amilia jumped to thier feet.
"This is it," Ginny whispered. "What am I supposed to do?"
"Get that cloak!" Amilia exclaimed.
Ginny nodded.
Amilia and Ginny hugged and then got thier trunks from under thier seats.
"I'll see you at Hogwarts," Ginny said as they got off the train.
"Don't have too good a time," Amilia smiled. "I know you're looking forward to watching Harry Potter sleep."
Ginny silently laughed, shaking her head.
"Maybe he wears Owl shorts to bed," Amilia proposed, running off toward her parents.
Ginny turned and watched Harry, Ron and Hermione get off the train. She pulled her chest in thier direction. By the time she had got there it was only Harry.
"Where's Ron and Hermione?" Ginny asked him.
"Saying goodbye," He told her, raising his eyebrows.
Ginny gave him a puzzled look.
"C'mere," He whispered, climbing back on the train.
Ginny left her trunk and followed Harry. He peeked into the first compartment on the left and the pointed at it. Ginny crouched down beside Harry and looked inside too. Ron and Hermione stood inside. They were hugging, apperently, tightly. Holiday was only a week. There was no need for such sorrow. Ofc ourse, Ginny felt that way everytime she had to say goodbye to Harry. If only thier goodbyes were as intimate. Ginny glanced up at Harry and then back in the compartment. Hermione pulled away from Ron and ran her hand down his cheek. Ron leaned and kissed her. Ginny gasped quite loudly. Quickly, Harry took Ginny's hand and pulled her off the train.
"Sorry, I just-" Ginny breathed.
"I know," Harry said. "It's alright."
Ginny looked into Harry's stuningly green eyes and smiled.
"Ginny, dear!" Mrs. Wealsey called from across the platform.
Mrs. Weasley came over to Harry and Ginny.
"Where's Ron?" She asked.
"He's-er," Harry stammered.
"He's socializing," Ginny blurted, glancing at Harry.
Harry smiled, "Yeah, socializing."
"Mum!" Ron gasped form the train door.
Harry and Ginny looked back and him and Hermione.
"There's no time for all that, you two!" Mrs. Wealsey exclaimed. "You knew we were waiting. And you go off fraternizing."
Ron turned red and Harry and Ginny started laughing.
"It means hobnob, Ron," Hermione whispered.
"Oh," Ron sighed.
"C'mon then," Mrs. Weasley ordered.
Ron stepped off the train, still holding Hermione's hand.
"I'll be needing that," Hermione said, refering to her hand.
"Sorry," Ron appologized. "I'll see you at Hogwarts then."
"Bye," She giggled.
Ron, Harry, and Ginny followed Mrs. Weasley off the platform and to the muggle world, eyeing Ron, teasingly.
"What're you two smiling about?" Ron snapped to Harry and Ginny in the car.
"Nothing," Harry assured him.
"Were we smiling?" Ginny asked. "Maybe you're just seeing all smiles."
Harry chuckled.
"Just let me in on the joke, alright?" Ron demanded.
"What joke?" Harry asked.
"Nevermind," Ron grumbled. "If you two want to have an intrigue, that's fine with me."
It wasn't much fun teasing him after that. Ginny watched out the window, looking for Ottery St. Catchpole. She missed her bed and her own room.
The reached the Burrow not too long later. Things were too quiet as they got out of the car. Ginny wondered if Ron was really mad about the joke. Harry followed him up to his room. If anyone could patch things up, it was Harry.