Fire and Lightning- Part 5

Fire and Lightning- Part 5

It was early the next morning. Ginny Weasley was sitting in a chair on the patio, totally absorbed in an old, rather tattered book. The book, so well loved, no longer had a title on the side, for it had been rubbed to invisibility. No one else in the house was up or so Ginny thought, as she had settled in for yet another read of her favorite novel, an old muggle book she had gotten from her father. Straight away it fell open to her favorite spot and before long she was completely lost in another world.

It was quite a pretty little scene Harry Potter happened to stumble upon, eyes still foggy from sleep. Ginny was curled up in a lawn-chair with the ocean at her back, red-hair falling in her face as she leaned over reading. Harry couldn't help but stare. After a few minutes he caught himself, turned quickly away, and dashed back inside before Ginny could notice him. Even though it was but a few minutes, it was a site that would stay with him the rest of his life.

Not long after Harry's departure, Ginny was called in for breakfast. Thinking she'd come back to it later, she left her book lying in the chair. A sudden gust of win rustled the pages of the novel until it flipped to a well-marked page. On the page was an ornately drawn painting of a princess lying in a glass coffin in the woods. A handsome prince stood over her leaning in for a kiss from the young maiden.

"Do you hear that?" Hermione asked suddenly between bites of her toast, "It almost sounds like the wind is cackling."

"Yea, right," said Ron, "and the sun can sneeze." All laughed at the idea, but Hermione still seemed a bit nervous.

"You never can tell," she thought aloud, but decided to put off worrying about it until later.