It was midday before Ginny woke up the next day, something which she was
pleased to find after the rude awakening she had received the day before.
She stumbled sleepily down the stairs to the kitchen intent on finding
something for breakfast, or as the case may be dinner.
Looking around the kitchen Ginny was surprised to find it was empty. There wasn't a single parent or brother in sight and that was unusual, her brothers practically lived in the kitchen. Glancing up at the clock Ginny saw that her father and Percy were at work and her mother was shopping. Fred, George and Ron were all still sleeping, Ginny wasn't surprised by this; they had all been at last night's party as well. Bill and Charlie were travelling, which wasn't a very helpful thing to know if you wanted to know exactly where they were.
Ginny was pouring a bowl of snapping sugar squares when Bill and Charlie came into the kitchen. Bill spotted his sister and said, "Morning Gin, sleep well." Ginny grunted in what was probably agreement. "Are the others still asleep?"
"Yeah, I haven't seen them all morning." Ginny replied. She added, "I got something that'll scare you."
"What?" Bill asked curiously.
"Fred and George are being quite. I haven't heard a single explosion or anything since I woke up and that was over 10 minutes ago." Ginny replied with a smile on her face.
"That is worrying," Charlie said in mock agreement with his sister, "I know something more worrying."
"What?" Ginny and Bill both asked together.
"They were supposed to be at work three hours ago. That shop won't run itself." Charlie replied talking about the joke shop Fred and George had opened down Diagon Alley.
"We were?" Fred asked walking into the kitchen. Suspiciously he added "What day is it?"
"Sunday, but what's that got to do with it." Bill answered.
George walked into the kitchen, he had already changed his pyjamas into his robes and was ready to get to work, "We close on Wednesdays remember."
Charlie shook his head as Fred (now in his robes as well) and George both apparated to their shop. "Guess we won't get to ask them if they had a good party," Charlie said, "But we can ask you. Did you have a good time last night Gin?"
"It was alright but I was so tired by the time the party came around I didn't have much energy left to dance or anything so I ended up sitting in the corner all the time." Ginny replied.
"Tough luck Gin, maybe next time you'll keep a bit of energy for the party. It's Hermione's birthday in September isn't it?"
"It wasn't too bad really, I had company," Ginny blushed when she thought about the company she had last night. Ginny pushed all thoughts of Remus out of her mind and answered Charlie's question, "Yeah it's Hermione's birthday but I'll be at school in September and I don't know if I'll be allowed to go, especially if it's on a school night."
Bill spoke before Charlie could reply, "How could we forget? Little Ginny's gonna be a seventh year. All grown up, she's not going to want to know us anymore, we'll lose our little sister forever."
Ginny just chuckled at Bill's words before Charlie decided to add his little bit, "You know what Gin, you think he would have learnt by now that we don't move out, him being the oldest and everything. We're all still here aren't we?"
"Yeah, all though I think he might be right about me moving out, Mel's already said that all us Gryffindor girls should move in together." Ginny replied.
"You can't," Charlie shouted before calming down and saying, "Well if you're sure that's what you want then… then it's OK with me."
"Thanks Charlie," Ginny said as she was exiting the kitchen she turned around and asked, "Since when do I need your permission to do anything?" Charlie didn't say anything back to his sister.
Ginny climbed the stairs to her room. She could here footsteps on the top floor, which meant that Ron was awake at last. It wasn't as though she needed him for anything; it was just that she didn't think he deserved to sleep in since he woke her up yesterday.
When Ginny reached her bedroom she unlocked the little chest under her bed and got out her diary. Even after the incident involving Tom Riddle's diary, Ginny kept her own diary, in a plain book bought from a muggle shop fair enough, but she still had to write down her thoughts or she would never be able to cope.
Turning to the first clean page Ginny began to write Dear diary, didn't write yesterday because I was busy all day. Yesterday started badly. That idiot of a brother Ron woke me up at 7:30 to go help with the decorations for Harry's party. It wasn't that I minded but I would like to have been told first. We took ages to get there because I felt like being awkward. Quidditch in the afternoon was amazing, Harry gets better with every match, we won as well. I think we'll do better in the World Cup this year; Harry might get us tickets so we can go. Then came the actual party, I was too tired to do anything but that didn't matter; Remus came and sat with me. It's still strange calling him that even though he hasn't been our teacher since I was in second year. That aside, how come in second year I never realised how cute he was? I know it sounds weird but he is. I remember Hermione telling me about the crush she used to have on him (she doesn't have one of those anymore, I swear she likes Ron, now that is weird) and I remember almost laughing at her. Now though I can so see her point, I mean he has really nice eyes, he's really nice (I mean we talked all night) and he's smart. I mean how often do you find a guy so perfect?
The worst bit though is that I can't go out with him. He's too old for me (he is right?) and even if I wanted to he would never like me.
I hate my life I love Remus (I have got it bad haven't I?)
Ginny
Ginny stopped writing and sighed. It was times like this she wished she had a sister, someone she could talk to about this stuff. Hermione was alright but she had a life, by now she was probably at work, (either that or she was in bed) but Ginny still couldn't talk to her. Ginny decided the best thing to do was to do something to take her mind off him; grabbing her school books she got out her potions text and began to read.
Back at his house Remus was on the receiving end of a rude awakening from a post owl, "Go away." He mumbled sleepily. The owl stayed a pecked Remus on the ear again. Remus took the letter off his leg and put it on his bedside cabinet, picking up his jeans from the floor he began to search the pockets for some money to pay the owl. After finding a couple of Knuts he turned around to discover the owl had flown away immediately. "Stupid post owls, not wanting paying, always wake me up." Remus mumbled, asking no one in particular he added "Where did that letter go?" Spotting the letter on the cabinet he reached for it. Turning it over he was surprised to notice that the envelope bore the Hogwarts crest; he hadn't had a Hogwarts letter for quite a few years now. He pulled out the letter and read;
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Dear Mr Lupin
The Defence Against the Dark Arts post has recently become available at Hogwarts. This letter is to request your services as a teacher for the aforementioned post. You know that you have performed this position admirably in the past and I believe you would be the best person for the position. The governors of Hogwarts agree with me on this and I have enclosed a sheet of signatures proving this. It was at this that Remus noticed the small sheet of signatures which had been included in the letter. Precautions will of course have to be taken but as before I believe that this can be more than satisfactory.
I expect your owl to finalise the arrangements
Yours truly,
Professor Albus Dumbledore
Remus almost thought the situation amusing, Dumbledore was writing as though he didn't have a choice in the matter. Maybe he didn't, but he didn't have to take the job. Lying back in bed Remus got out a piece of parchment and began to write. Part of him longed to say that he would take the job as he had missed teaching. He had also enjoyed the job, but he couldn't take it. It just wasn't safe, that was why he had resigned in the first place.
"I shouldn't have to do this," Remus said out loud. Getting a coin out of his pocket he said, "Heads I teach, tails I don't." He tossed the coin in the air, it landed with heads up. "Fine I'll do it. I know I'm going to regret this but I'm too bloody tired to think straight." With that Remus wrote his letter back to Professor Dumbledore saying he would take the post. Afterwards he returned to the warm covers of his bed for more of his much needed sleep.
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Looking around the kitchen Ginny was surprised to find it was empty. There wasn't a single parent or brother in sight and that was unusual, her brothers practically lived in the kitchen. Glancing up at the clock Ginny saw that her father and Percy were at work and her mother was shopping. Fred, George and Ron were all still sleeping, Ginny wasn't surprised by this; they had all been at last night's party as well. Bill and Charlie were travelling, which wasn't a very helpful thing to know if you wanted to know exactly where they were.
Ginny was pouring a bowl of snapping sugar squares when Bill and Charlie came into the kitchen. Bill spotted his sister and said, "Morning Gin, sleep well." Ginny grunted in what was probably agreement. "Are the others still asleep?"
"Yeah, I haven't seen them all morning." Ginny replied. She added, "I got something that'll scare you."
"What?" Bill asked curiously.
"Fred and George are being quite. I haven't heard a single explosion or anything since I woke up and that was over 10 minutes ago." Ginny replied with a smile on her face.
"That is worrying," Charlie said in mock agreement with his sister, "I know something more worrying."
"What?" Ginny and Bill both asked together.
"They were supposed to be at work three hours ago. That shop won't run itself." Charlie replied talking about the joke shop Fred and George had opened down Diagon Alley.
"We were?" Fred asked walking into the kitchen. Suspiciously he added "What day is it?"
"Sunday, but what's that got to do with it." Bill answered.
George walked into the kitchen, he had already changed his pyjamas into his robes and was ready to get to work, "We close on Wednesdays remember."
Charlie shook his head as Fred (now in his robes as well) and George both apparated to their shop. "Guess we won't get to ask them if they had a good party," Charlie said, "But we can ask you. Did you have a good time last night Gin?"
"It was alright but I was so tired by the time the party came around I didn't have much energy left to dance or anything so I ended up sitting in the corner all the time." Ginny replied.
"Tough luck Gin, maybe next time you'll keep a bit of energy for the party. It's Hermione's birthday in September isn't it?"
"It wasn't too bad really, I had company," Ginny blushed when she thought about the company she had last night. Ginny pushed all thoughts of Remus out of her mind and answered Charlie's question, "Yeah it's Hermione's birthday but I'll be at school in September and I don't know if I'll be allowed to go, especially if it's on a school night."
Bill spoke before Charlie could reply, "How could we forget? Little Ginny's gonna be a seventh year. All grown up, she's not going to want to know us anymore, we'll lose our little sister forever."
Ginny just chuckled at Bill's words before Charlie decided to add his little bit, "You know what Gin, you think he would have learnt by now that we don't move out, him being the oldest and everything. We're all still here aren't we?"
"Yeah, all though I think he might be right about me moving out, Mel's already said that all us Gryffindor girls should move in together." Ginny replied.
"You can't," Charlie shouted before calming down and saying, "Well if you're sure that's what you want then… then it's OK with me."
"Thanks Charlie," Ginny said as she was exiting the kitchen she turned around and asked, "Since when do I need your permission to do anything?" Charlie didn't say anything back to his sister.
Ginny climbed the stairs to her room. She could here footsteps on the top floor, which meant that Ron was awake at last. It wasn't as though she needed him for anything; it was just that she didn't think he deserved to sleep in since he woke her up yesterday.
When Ginny reached her bedroom she unlocked the little chest under her bed and got out her diary. Even after the incident involving Tom Riddle's diary, Ginny kept her own diary, in a plain book bought from a muggle shop fair enough, but she still had to write down her thoughts or she would never be able to cope.
Turning to the first clean page Ginny began to write Dear diary, didn't write yesterday because I was busy all day. Yesterday started badly. That idiot of a brother Ron woke me up at 7:30 to go help with the decorations for Harry's party. It wasn't that I minded but I would like to have been told first. We took ages to get there because I felt like being awkward. Quidditch in the afternoon was amazing, Harry gets better with every match, we won as well. I think we'll do better in the World Cup this year; Harry might get us tickets so we can go. Then came the actual party, I was too tired to do anything but that didn't matter; Remus came and sat with me. It's still strange calling him that even though he hasn't been our teacher since I was in second year. That aside, how come in second year I never realised how cute he was? I know it sounds weird but he is. I remember Hermione telling me about the crush she used to have on him (she doesn't have one of those anymore, I swear she likes Ron, now that is weird) and I remember almost laughing at her. Now though I can so see her point, I mean he has really nice eyes, he's really nice (I mean we talked all night) and he's smart. I mean how often do you find a guy so perfect?
The worst bit though is that I can't go out with him. He's too old for me (he is right?) and even if I wanted to he would never like me.
I hate my life I love Remus (I have got it bad haven't I?)
Ginny
Ginny stopped writing and sighed. It was times like this she wished she had a sister, someone she could talk to about this stuff. Hermione was alright but she had a life, by now she was probably at work, (either that or she was in bed) but Ginny still couldn't talk to her. Ginny decided the best thing to do was to do something to take her mind off him; grabbing her school books she got out her potions text and began to read.
Back at his house Remus was on the receiving end of a rude awakening from a post owl, "Go away." He mumbled sleepily. The owl stayed a pecked Remus on the ear again. Remus took the letter off his leg and put it on his bedside cabinet, picking up his jeans from the floor he began to search the pockets for some money to pay the owl. After finding a couple of Knuts he turned around to discover the owl had flown away immediately. "Stupid post owls, not wanting paying, always wake me up." Remus mumbled, asking no one in particular he added "Where did that letter go?" Spotting the letter on the cabinet he reached for it. Turning it over he was surprised to notice that the envelope bore the Hogwarts crest; he hadn't had a Hogwarts letter for quite a few years now. He pulled out the letter and read;
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Dear Mr Lupin
The Defence Against the Dark Arts post has recently become available at Hogwarts. This letter is to request your services as a teacher for the aforementioned post. You know that you have performed this position admirably in the past and I believe you would be the best person for the position. The governors of Hogwarts agree with me on this and I have enclosed a sheet of signatures proving this. It was at this that Remus noticed the small sheet of signatures which had been included in the letter. Precautions will of course have to be taken but as before I believe that this can be more than satisfactory.
I expect your owl to finalise the arrangements
Yours truly,
Professor Albus Dumbledore
Remus almost thought the situation amusing, Dumbledore was writing as though he didn't have a choice in the matter. Maybe he didn't, but he didn't have to take the job. Lying back in bed Remus got out a piece of parchment and began to write. Part of him longed to say that he would take the job as he had missed teaching. He had also enjoyed the job, but he couldn't take it. It just wasn't safe, that was why he had resigned in the first place.
"I shouldn't have to do this," Remus said out loud. Getting a coin out of his pocket he said, "Heads I teach, tails I don't." He tossed the coin in the air, it landed with heads up. "Fine I'll do it. I know I'm going to regret this but I'm too bloody tired to think straight." With that Remus wrote his letter back to Professor Dumbledore saying he would take the post. Afterwards he returned to the warm covers of his bed for more of his much needed sleep.
A/N: What did you think? Leave a review or email me and let me know. Thanks for the reviews everyone who already reviewed, much appreciated. The next bit should be up soon. Trinity xxx.