A/N - All the characters belong to mee...no, just kidding:) All the characters herein are the solemn property of J.K Rowling
Harry Potter – Salazar's Legacy
Chapter three
Harry Potter, the bachelor of the century, has had special feelings for Ginny Weasley ever since he saved her from the Chamber of secrets in his second year at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry (Ginny's First). In that episode they supposedly conquered You-Know-Who together. Which, according to Harry, has formed a special bond between the two of them. But it seems that Harry's feelings of love for Ginny have been left unanswered. At the Yule ball last year Ginny abandoned Harry in favour of Harry's fellow year Gryffindor, Neville Longbottom. It's a shame that he should waste all his love on man-eaters like Ginny Weasley and Hermione Granger. Hermione Granger infected him with a love potion only a few weeks earlier, only to abandon him for the famous Quidditch seeker Viktor Krum. The happy couple has been spotted at various Quidditch tournaments this summer, and one can only ask oneself what curse Hermione used to ensnare Krum's heart. Mixed emotions flew threw Ginny's mind when she read the article. She was happy because for once it seemed like their roles where reversed. Everyone in school knew that she was the one who had had a crush on Harry ever since the first time she saw him the year before she came to Hogwarts.
There was a really cute picture of Harry and her in the article. Harry's eyes stared mournfully at Ginny in the picture. Occasionally Harry in the picture blinked, Ginny in the picture giggled and smiled at Neville who just looked confused. The magazine she read was of course none other than Witch weekly.
"Ginny! Are you awake? I need to talk to you". Hermione shouted as she stormed into Ginny's room. "We're both featured in this years edition of Witch weekly's Harry Potter feature." Hermione said angrily. "Yes, I know" Ginny said with false anger. "That bitch Rita Skeeter got herself out of the jar somehow. What do you think your mother will do when she sees this? She might send me home" Hermione continued angrily. "Will you keep your voice down Hermione?" Ginny whispered. "Don't worry! I've got the magazine right here in my hand, thus; my mother won't need to see it. We'll just have to hide it from her". Hermione pondered this for a while and admitted to herself that perhaps she was building a hen out of a feather. "Besides, you've already been through this. My mother knows it's not true." Ginny paused for a moment, "unless you're not worried about someone else becoming upset." Hermione looked shaken, "Yes, Harry will probably be very upset over this." Ginny rolled her eyes as Hermione said this, "Oh yes, I'm sure, especially since he didn't seem to care at all in the Triwizard Tournament" she said sardonically. "Did you pick up a subscription by the way," she said smiling at her. Hermione's face went crimson, "Okay, Okay, it's because of Ron. I don't want him to get any new jealous ideas." Ginny smiled cheerfully, "There, doesn't that make you feel a lot better?" Hermione, still crimson, "Quit being so smug", she smiled as she said this, "About the subscription, I subscribed to it during the Triwizard Tournament to be able to keep an eye on Rita Skeeter." Ginny rolled her eyes back again, "And you couldn't settle for three months subscription?" she continued. When she had said this Hermione smirked and retorted, "How come you know so much about their subscription terms?" With that Ginny too went crimson. As she was momentarily stunned by that last remark Hermione quickly grabbed her copy of Witch Weekly only to find out that it was addressed to a Ginny Weasley. Now Hermione became the one with the smug smile, "So, I guess I'm not the only one who enjoys a good crossword puzzle." The girls laughed together, and started to discuss Harry's birthday.
Harry opened his eyes wearily. He had opened the window to Ron's room in the middle of the night because the room had become unbearably warm. The Burrows backyard was already filled with a myriad of sounds. Birds were singing and in the distance one could here a random explosion now and then. Fred and George had apparently moved their joke shop production out of their own room to a nearby shed. Suddenly he heard a low mumbling from the other bed in the room. It was Ron, "Hermio…zzz…what are you doing here all alone?" Harry had to bite his tongue not to laugh. He pulled on some muggle clothes and went down to the kitchen. Mrs. Weasley was already there. She kindly made him a very tasty breakfast before she excused herself and disappeared through the fireplace. After finishing his breakfast he decided that he would go see Fred and George to see how their joke shop was coming.
"This is really great Gred," said George. "Well it wasn't my idea to use the double amount of Gnome hair Forge," said Fred crossly. "Er.." said Harry who was confused over not being able to see neither of the twins. "Harry? Is that you?", said George happily, "have a seat my old friend," he continued. As Harry sat down the chair cried out in incredible pain, "Get off me, get off me". Harry stood up quickly. The cupboard had begun to wobble back and forth in joy. "I'm sorry, is that you Fred?" he said to the chair. "Yes, We've been stuck like this all morning. It's our newest invention," said Fred who hadn't really recovered yet. "Yes, a surprise party transfiguration kit," continued George. "Only problem is, we haven't worked out how to turn ourselves back into our old charming selves at will yet." Said Fred. "When is it going to wear off?" said Harry in an amused tone. "We don't know really," said Fred nervously. "But it should wear off before this evening at least." Said George. "Is there anything I can do for you in the mean time?" asked Harry. "Well, you can give George a new coat of paint and give him to Ginny for her birthday" said Fred gleefully. "Yeah, so much furniture lack personality these days" continued George. "Well, I was going to practice some quidditch, guess I'll have to do it alone since Ron is busy dreaming about Hermione." There was a short pause, which Harry new that the twins usually would use to exchange knowing glances at each other. "Don't tell us," said Fred, "He's been going on and on about her ever since we came back from Kings Cross," said George. "Is she in love with him as well Harry?" George continued. "I don't know, I suppose it might be possible. I never realized that they might be in love before Ginny told me," he responded. "Well, she's very perceptive, our little sister," said George. "Yeah, actually, she told us that too. She must have gotten her brains from us." Said Fred. Harry laughed hard before he said, "Well you've certainly outdone yourselves this time. I'll check in on you too later". "I guess we gave you that one for free. Please don't tell anyone about this, especially mom" said Fred in a pleading voice. "Will do," said Harry before he left them.
Harry decided to go back into the house. After all, quidditch wasn't much fun to play all by yourself. When he got to Ron's room he was glad to see that Ron had finally woken up. "Did you have a nice dream?" Harry asked him mischievously. Ron looked startled, silently praying to himself that he hadn't been talking in his sleep again. "Yeah! I was keeper for the Chudley Canons," he began excitedly, "We played against the Weber Whippers," he paused for a moment to make up the rest of his story, "the Whippers seeker tied the game when he caught the snitch. So the game had to be decided by penalty shots." He waved furiously with his hands while explaining how the chasers had flown, and how he miraculously had saved the last one ending the game in favour of the Chudley Canons. Harry had listened with great interest all through Ron's story. When Ron had finished he asked, "Hermione wasn't there by any chance?" Ron looked out the window to hide his blushing face from Harry. "Oh yes! I almost forgot about that part," he made another pause to make up the rest of the story, "In the middle of the celebrations she came to remind me about the O.W.L's, and how I would fail them miserably if I didn't start studying," he said in an embarrassed voice. "No kiss or anything then?" said Harry who had started to laugh uncontrollably by now. Ron wrestled him down on the floor and yelled, "I don't know where everybody gets their ideas from". Harry was laughing too hard to make any kind of resistance. But he was saved by a knock on the door. "Harry? Ron? Are you in there?" Hermione's voice sounded through the door. Ron got off Harry and let Hermione and Ginny in. He was still blushing, to cover it up, he trough himself on the bed and bore his face in his pillow. "What's up with him?" Hermione asked. "He's just been having a terrible dream I think," said Harry smirking. Hermione looked at him sceptically before she spoke, "Anyway, we were wondering if you would like to go to London with us over the day." Harry caught a glance at Ginny, and lost himself in his own thoughts for a moment. "Well, I guess we could go alone if you don't want to spend time with us," she continued. "No, no, I mean, I think it's a great idea don't you, snuckums?" he replied as he poked at Ron. Ron cleared his throat and declared his consent," Yes, that would be great." The girls looked at each other and shock their heads, "So, are we leaving? Get your things while we go ask Fred and George," Hermione continued. "You might want to leave them alone today Hermione, I visited them earlier, apparently their hard at work with something for Ginny's birthday" he said smiling. "Or yours," said Ginny smiling, "remember, I know all their tricks." Harry smiled at this since he knew that their previous tricks didn't involve self-transfiguration into inanimate objects.
The boys gathered some of their things before they all went down to the fireplace in the kitchen and left for the Leaky Cauldron by Floo powder.