(A/N) Okay everyone! Today is the 16th and I just got back from seeing the
"Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone" movie! I loved it!!! I loved it so
much! I loved every minute of it! In my opinion, they couldn't have made
better choices in casting Ron, Harry, and Hermione. Also, the quidditch
scenes are very awesome! Well, no more about that (unfortunately!). One
more thing to put: I've decided to remove Brittany from my story. She (the
real one) has decided that Harry Potter is evil and teaches people about
evil witchcraft and black magic. Of coarse, all of us here don't believe
that and we know that it's not about that. If you think that, then what are
you doing here in the first place??? Let me add that Brittany has never
ever seen the movie or read any of the books. So, if Brittany hates Harry
Potter so much (she called him a 'pot head'!!! How offensive is that???),
she's no longer is in this story. Not much else to say really.except on
with chapter 5!
Disclaimer: As much as I wish I was J.K. Rowling, I'm not, so you all know what I own and what I don't.
Harry stepped back suddenly.
"Ginny? I-I don't understand! What did you do that for?" he asked.
"Harry," sobbed Ginny, "don't you see? You can't just do this and expect me to fall all over myself for you! I won't let it happen again because you'll just get scared again and run off!"
"I would never run away from you, Ginny!"
"You did it once! How do I know you won't again? I gave you my heart, and what did you do with it? You squashed it like a-a bug, spit on it, then you threw it in front of the Hogwarts Express just before it went by!"
"Ginny, I-I'm sorry! I didn't want to do it!" Harry protested.
"Harry! If you didn't want to do it, then why did you? You keep telling me that you didn't want to do it, but you never tell me why you did it if you didn't want to do it! Why did you do it, Harry? Why?"
"I-I thought that was what you wanted," Harry said meekly.
"Harry James Potter! That is absolutely the lamest excuse I have ever heard, and that's saying something!" Ginny yelled. "Now tell me the truth!"
"O-Okay. I was scared, all right? Scared that you would stop having feelings for me because I wasn't right there to be with you. Scared that you would find someone else to replace me. Scared that I would find someone else. I was just-scared." Harry mumbled.
Ginny stepped forward and embraced him in hug, burying her face in his chest. "Oh, Harry, you had no reason to be! I would never have done any of those things. I know you wouldn't have either. You should have had more confidence in me, Harry."
"So-so you're forgiving me?"
"Harry, I-yes, I'm forgiving you." Ginny looked up at Harry, her tear stained face lit with that glow that Harry loved about her.
{I'm so glad Ginny's forgiving me} Harry thought. But then came some of the words Harry feared most.
"I'm sure we can still be great friends!" Ginny said happily. She walked off towards the castle.
"B-but Ginny!" Harry called after her. But Ginny didn't hear him.
Harry sunk down to the ground. Just friends? He wanted to be more than just friends with Ginny. Even though he was a teacher and she was his student, Dumbledore would surly understand that they had been together since Harry's sixth year and that it wouldn't matter. Dumbledore! That was it! He would talk to Dumbledore.
Ginny entered the Great Hall. Breakfast was just finishing up with a few late risers still eating, and though Ginny was an early bird herself, and had been up for hours, she still hadn't really eaten anything. So she sat down at the almost empty Gryffindor table and helped herself to eggs, bacon, sausages, and toast.
{Why did I say that to Harry? I want to be more than friends with him. Maybe I'm scared too. Maybe it's because I don't want to have a secret relationship with him because I'd rather have it be out in the open. Even if he is a teacher, and I'm, well, not.}
Ginny sighed. What could she do? She couldn't go back out there and tell Harry that she hadn't meant what she had said. Hermione! That was it! She would go talk to Hermione.
Up in Professor Dumbledore's office, Harry sat waiting for him to say something. But Dumbledore just stared at Harry, waiting for him to say something.
{I'd better talk first, I guess}
"So, uh, Professor Dumbledore, I, uh, wanted to see you," Harry said, stumbling over his words.
"I gathered as much, Harry," said Dumbledore, chuckling slightly. "What did you want to talk about?"
{Why does he have to ask that? I'm sure he already knows.}
"Well, um, there's this, um, person, that, uh, wants to be j-just friends, but I, uh, don't think they really want to be, and I-well, um, I'm confused because, well, the person is, well, not a teacher, but I, uh, had a-a relationship before I, uh, started teaching here, so-so I don't know what, to, uh, think," stuttered Harry.
"I am assuming this person is a girl," Professor Dumbledore said, smiling.
"She is, yes."
"I am also assuming this person goes by the name Ginny Weasley."
"You assumed correct."
"You are worried about having a more-intimate relationship with this person because she is not a teacher. Am I right?"
"Yes. I love her so much Professor. I can't stop thinking about her! I know I broke up with her when I graduated, but that was only because I was scared. I want her back, but she just wants to be friends. I know she doesn't really, though. I know her to well; I can tell when she lies. Or at least I hope she's lying. If she's not, then-well, my world no longer has much meaning," rushed Harry.
"How do you know she wants to just be friends?"
"Well, she told me so." Harry launched into an explanation of what had happened earlier that morning. Dumbledore sat listening patiently. When Harry had finished, Dumbledore just sat there, as if he was thinking. After a long time, he spoke.
"Harry, I do not know how to help you with this, as I can not make Miss Weasley change her mind. But I can tell you this. Teachers and students are not to have the sort of relationships with students such as you want to have with Miss Weasley. If you two had still been seeing each other before you started teaching that would have been different. But, seeing as you broke up with her, all I can tell you is that you must wait until after she graduates. If you still feel that way. I wish you the best of luck sorting this out and remember if you ever need to talk to me again, then my door is always open."
"Thank you Professor Dumbledore. Good bye."
"Good bye Mr. Potter."
Harry left Dumbledore's office and went to take another walk on the grounds.
At that same time, Ginny was in Hermione's room. She had been telling her sister-in-law about what had happened.
"Well, Ginny, I don't know what to say, really. Just be true to your feelings. You can't be scared of love. I almost ran from Ron. If I had, look what I would have missed out on," Hermione said, indicating her twins, Kyle and Nick, who were playing on the rug with baby Lanett.
"You would have missed out on a lot."
"Yes, I would have. But my mum told me the same thing. 'Be true to your feelings' she always says. It's a good thing I listened to her."
"But I'm a student. He's not."
"Well, you should probably wait until after graduation, Ginny."
"But it could be to late by then!"
Hermione sat quietly for a minute, thinking hard.
"No, I don't think so," she said after a few minutes. "I think he would wait forever for you, Ginny."
"How do you know that?" Ginny asked.
"I just do. I can tell. I know the signs."
"I hope you're right. Thanks Hermione. I have plenty to think about now. I'll see you later."
"Bye honey."
Out on the grounds, Harry walked slowly down to the lake, lost deeply in his thoughts, when suddenly a cry erupted from a window above him.
"Oi! Harry! Wait up!" It was Ron, calling to him from his room. Harry stopped and looked up.
"All right, then!" He called back. Ron's face disappeared from the window and soon after, Harry saw Ron running down to him, panting.
"I-I"
"What?" Harry asked, bewildered.
"Lemme-catch-breath!" Ron panted.
Harry waited patiently, and soon Ron could breathe normally again.
"I was in mine and Hermione's room taking a nap, when I woke up," stated Ron.
"Uh, so? You run all the way down here to tell me that? You do that every day!"
"Harry, you prat! Listen to me! I was saying that I woke up from the nap and I hear voices in the children's playroom next to the TV room. It's Ginny and Hermione. Well, I lay there, listening to them. It seems Ginny was asking Hermione's advice about something."
"What did she need advice for?"
"Shut up and listen! Well, she was all worried because she told you, apparently, that she just wanted to be friends with you. That she told you that this morning. But she wasn't sure she meant it." At this point, Ron stopped and lifted one eyebrow at Harry, giving him a quizzical look. Harry knew that Ron wanted an explanation to this, but Harry just told him,
"I'll tell you about it later. You were saying?"
"They talked some more about you. Ginny was saying how she was all confused and didn't know what to do about you. Hermione told her to be true to her feelings. But to make sure it was after she graduated. Then Ginny got all worried 'cause she thought it would be a bit late by then. Hermione told her it wouldn't and that you would wait forever for her. Ginny wanted to know how Hermione knew that and Hermione told her that she just did."
Harry stared, bewildered, at Ron.
"And you heard all of this? Every word?" Harry asked him.
"You better believe I did! They thought I was napping, so they weren't concerned that I would hear them. But I did."
"Wow. I-I don't know what to say!"
"Say 'Thank you Ron!' and then go off and find Ginny to confront her about it!"
"Well, thanks Ron. I don't think I should go find Ginny. She needs to tell me herself. But I'm glad, in this case, to know she's lying." Harry turned and walked back up to the castle.
"Crazy in love, that one is," Ron muttered to himself, laughing and shaking his head.
Ginny sat in the Gryffindor common room talking to Jessica, Amy, Alex, and Beth. The 7th years had been told of their choices on where to go on their trip. They were to vote on Wednesday.
"I think we should go to France," sighed Amy dreamily. "Seeing all of those romantic places with Stephen would be, well, romantic."
"Yeah, if you had someone special to share it with," muttered Alex sulkily. Janella had just broken up with him.
"I think it should be America. I've always wanted to go there," said Ginny.
"I agree with Ginny," said Jessica.
"I think that anyone who doesn't want to go to Australia is nutters! I mean, the 'Land Down Under'! How cool is that? Tell me that's not a trip worth taking!" said Alex.
"All right, then. It's not," Ginny said, giggling.
Alex just glared.
That Wednesday, after classes, all of the seventh year students sat at their House tables, waiting for Dumbledore. Finally, he entered. Immediately, the buzz of voices died away. They waited in silence for what seemed like forever.
"As you all know, Hogwarts is trying something new with its seventh year students this year. You will be going on a class trip for a few weeks. Late last week, we gave you your choices and told you that it was up to you to decide where to go by voting. Your choices were America, France, or Australia. Today, we are going to vote on which place to see," said Dumbledore.
"Excuse me Professor, but how are we going to vote?"
"Mr. Creevey, I was just going to get to that if you would give me some time. Now, as I was saying, we are going to vote. Listen carefully as I explain how you are going to vote. I want you all to take out your wands."
When everyone had done this, Dumbledore continued.
"Now, wait until I'm done explaining before you do anything with them. If you wish to visit America, simply say, 'Americalus' for France, you say, 'Franceulus' or for Australia, you say, 'Australius'. The word America, France, or Australia will come out of your wand tip and find its way into one of these three boxes. After each box has counted its votes, a number will appear above it. That number will indicate the vote. The highest one wins! You may begin!"
There was a great deal of noise for a few minutes as everyone shouted out his or her votes. After awhile, everyone was finished and it was once again silent. Everyone watched the boxes intently. Ginny prayed that America would win. She could hear Alex beside her muttering,
"Australia! Make it Australia! Come on! You know you want to!"
Finally, the first number appeared. It was above the France box. It said 192. The next number appeared above the Australia box. It was 203. At last, the third number appeared above the America box. It was..
(A/N) Oooh, what will the number be? Will America win or not? I decided to give you another cliffie! Call it my Thanksgiving gift for you all. As I don't know how many students are in the seventh year, much less the entire number of students in Hogwarts, I made the number up. I'm assuming it's a big number because Hogwarts is so big. Has anybody out there reading this seen the Harry Potter movie yet? Isn't the quidditch scene awesome??? I found it wonderful and impressive. The movie is very good! I can't stop thinking about it! Please review! I love you all!
~WolfEyes~
Disclaimer: As much as I wish I was J.K. Rowling, I'm not, so you all know what I own and what I don't.
Harry stepped back suddenly.
"Ginny? I-I don't understand! What did you do that for?" he asked.
"Harry," sobbed Ginny, "don't you see? You can't just do this and expect me to fall all over myself for you! I won't let it happen again because you'll just get scared again and run off!"
"I would never run away from you, Ginny!"
"You did it once! How do I know you won't again? I gave you my heart, and what did you do with it? You squashed it like a-a bug, spit on it, then you threw it in front of the Hogwarts Express just before it went by!"
"Ginny, I-I'm sorry! I didn't want to do it!" Harry protested.
"Harry! If you didn't want to do it, then why did you? You keep telling me that you didn't want to do it, but you never tell me why you did it if you didn't want to do it! Why did you do it, Harry? Why?"
"I-I thought that was what you wanted," Harry said meekly.
"Harry James Potter! That is absolutely the lamest excuse I have ever heard, and that's saying something!" Ginny yelled. "Now tell me the truth!"
"O-Okay. I was scared, all right? Scared that you would stop having feelings for me because I wasn't right there to be with you. Scared that you would find someone else to replace me. Scared that I would find someone else. I was just-scared." Harry mumbled.
Ginny stepped forward and embraced him in hug, burying her face in his chest. "Oh, Harry, you had no reason to be! I would never have done any of those things. I know you wouldn't have either. You should have had more confidence in me, Harry."
"So-so you're forgiving me?"
"Harry, I-yes, I'm forgiving you." Ginny looked up at Harry, her tear stained face lit with that glow that Harry loved about her.
{I'm so glad Ginny's forgiving me} Harry thought. But then came some of the words Harry feared most.
"I'm sure we can still be great friends!" Ginny said happily. She walked off towards the castle.
"B-but Ginny!" Harry called after her. But Ginny didn't hear him.
Harry sunk down to the ground. Just friends? He wanted to be more than just friends with Ginny. Even though he was a teacher and she was his student, Dumbledore would surly understand that they had been together since Harry's sixth year and that it wouldn't matter. Dumbledore! That was it! He would talk to Dumbledore.
Ginny entered the Great Hall. Breakfast was just finishing up with a few late risers still eating, and though Ginny was an early bird herself, and had been up for hours, she still hadn't really eaten anything. So she sat down at the almost empty Gryffindor table and helped herself to eggs, bacon, sausages, and toast.
{Why did I say that to Harry? I want to be more than friends with him. Maybe I'm scared too. Maybe it's because I don't want to have a secret relationship with him because I'd rather have it be out in the open. Even if he is a teacher, and I'm, well, not.}
Ginny sighed. What could she do? She couldn't go back out there and tell Harry that she hadn't meant what she had said. Hermione! That was it! She would go talk to Hermione.
Up in Professor Dumbledore's office, Harry sat waiting for him to say something. But Dumbledore just stared at Harry, waiting for him to say something.
{I'd better talk first, I guess}
"So, uh, Professor Dumbledore, I, uh, wanted to see you," Harry said, stumbling over his words.
"I gathered as much, Harry," said Dumbledore, chuckling slightly. "What did you want to talk about?"
{Why does he have to ask that? I'm sure he already knows.}
"Well, um, there's this, um, person, that, uh, wants to be j-just friends, but I, uh, don't think they really want to be, and I-well, um, I'm confused because, well, the person is, well, not a teacher, but I, uh, had a-a relationship before I, uh, started teaching here, so-so I don't know what, to, uh, think," stuttered Harry.
"I am assuming this person is a girl," Professor Dumbledore said, smiling.
"She is, yes."
"I am also assuming this person goes by the name Ginny Weasley."
"You assumed correct."
"You are worried about having a more-intimate relationship with this person because she is not a teacher. Am I right?"
"Yes. I love her so much Professor. I can't stop thinking about her! I know I broke up with her when I graduated, but that was only because I was scared. I want her back, but she just wants to be friends. I know she doesn't really, though. I know her to well; I can tell when she lies. Or at least I hope she's lying. If she's not, then-well, my world no longer has much meaning," rushed Harry.
"How do you know she wants to just be friends?"
"Well, she told me so." Harry launched into an explanation of what had happened earlier that morning. Dumbledore sat listening patiently. When Harry had finished, Dumbledore just sat there, as if he was thinking. After a long time, he spoke.
"Harry, I do not know how to help you with this, as I can not make Miss Weasley change her mind. But I can tell you this. Teachers and students are not to have the sort of relationships with students such as you want to have with Miss Weasley. If you two had still been seeing each other before you started teaching that would have been different. But, seeing as you broke up with her, all I can tell you is that you must wait until after she graduates. If you still feel that way. I wish you the best of luck sorting this out and remember if you ever need to talk to me again, then my door is always open."
"Thank you Professor Dumbledore. Good bye."
"Good bye Mr. Potter."
Harry left Dumbledore's office and went to take another walk on the grounds.
At that same time, Ginny was in Hermione's room. She had been telling her sister-in-law about what had happened.
"Well, Ginny, I don't know what to say, really. Just be true to your feelings. You can't be scared of love. I almost ran from Ron. If I had, look what I would have missed out on," Hermione said, indicating her twins, Kyle and Nick, who were playing on the rug with baby Lanett.
"You would have missed out on a lot."
"Yes, I would have. But my mum told me the same thing. 'Be true to your feelings' she always says. It's a good thing I listened to her."
"But I'm a student. He's not."
"Well, you should probably wait until after graduation, Ginny."
"But it could be to late by then!"
Hermione sat quietly for a minute, thinking hard.
"No, I don't think so," she said after a few minutes. "I think he would wait forever for you, Ginny."
"How do you know that?" Ginny asked.
"I just do. I can tell. I know the signs."
"I hope you're right. Thanks Hermione. I have plenty to think about now. I'll see you later."
"Bye honey."
Out on the grounds, Harry walked slowly down to the lake, lost deeply in his thoughts, when suddenly a cry erupted from a window above him.
"Oi! Harry! Wait up!" It was Ron, calling to him from his room. Harry stopped and looked up.
"All right, then!" He called back. Ron's face disappeared from the window and soon after, Harry saw Ron running down to him, panting.
"I-I"
"What?" Harry asked, bewildered.
"Lemme-catch-breath!" Ron panted.
Harry waited patiently, and soon Ron could breathe normally again.
"I was in mine and Hermione's room taking a nap, when I woke up," stated Ron.
"Uh, so? You run all the way down here to tell me that? You do that every day!"
"Harry, you prat! Listen to me! I was saying that I woke up from the nap and I hear voices in the children's playroom next to the TV room. It's Ginny and Hermione. Well, I lay there, listening to them. It seems Ginny was asking Hermione's advice about something."
"What did she need advice for?"
"Shut up and listen! Well, she was all worried because she told you, apparently, that she just wanted to be friends with you. That she told you that this morning. But she wasn't sure she meant it." At this point, Ron stopped and lifted one eyebrow at Harry, giving him a quizzical look. Harry knew that Ron wanted an explanation to this, but Harry just told him,
"I'll tell you about it later. You were saying?"
"They talked some more about you. Ginny was saying how she was all confused and didn't know what to do about you. Hermione told her to be true to her feelings. But to make sure it was after she graduated. Then Ginny got all worried 'cause she thought it would be a bit late by then. Hermione told her it wouldn't and that you would wait forever for her. Ginny wanted to know how Hermione knew that and Hermione told her that she just did."
Harry stared, bewildered, at Ron.
"And you heard all of this? Every word?" Harry asked him.
"You better believe I did! They thought I was napping, so they weren't concerned that I would hear them. But I did."
"Wow. I-I don't know what to say!"
"Say 'Thank you Ron!' and then go off and find Ginny to confront her about it!"
"Well, thanks Ron. I don't think I should go find Ginny. She needs to tell me herself. But I'm glad, in this case, to know she's lying." Harry turned and walked back up to the castle.
"Crazy in love, that one is," Ron muttered to himself, laughing and shaking his head.
Ginny sat in the Gryffindor common room talking to Jessica, Amy, Alex, and Beth. The 7th years had been told of their choices on where to go on their trip. They were to vote on Wednesday.
"I think we should go to France," sighed Amy dreamily. "Seeing all of those romantic places with Stephen would be, well, romantic."
"Yeah, if you had someone special to share it with," muttered Alex sulkily. Janella had just broken up with him.
"I think it should be America. I've always wanted to go there," said Ginny.
"I agree with Ginny," said Jessica.
"I think that anyone who doesn't want to go to Australia is nutters! I mean, the 'Land Down Under'! How cool is that? Tell me that's not a trip worth taking!" said Alex.
"All right, then. It's not," Ginny said, giggling.
Alex just glared.
That Wednesday, after classes, all of the seventh year students sat at their House tables, waiting for Dumbledore. Finally, he entered. Immediately, the buzz of voices died away. They waited in silence for what seemed like forever.
"As you all know, Hogwarts is trying something new with its seventh year students this year. You will be going on a class trip for a few weeks. Late last week, we gave you your choices and told you that it was up to you to decide where to go by voting. Your choices were America, France, or Australia. Today, we are going to vote on which place to see," said Dumbledore.
"Excuse me Professor, but how are we going to vote?"
"Mr. Creevey, I was just going to get to that if you would give me some time. Now, as I was saying, we are going to vote. Listen carefully as I explain how you are going to vote. I want you all to take out your wands."
When everyone had done this, Dumbledore continued.
"Now, wait until I'm done explaining before you do anything with them. If you wish to visit America, simply say, 'Americalus' for France, you say, 'Franceulus' or for Australia, you say, 'Australius'. The word America, France, or Australia will come out of your wand tip and find its way into one of these three boxes. After each box has counted its votes, a number will appear above it. That number will indicate the vote. The highest one wins! You may begin!"
There was a great deal of noise for a few minutes as everyone shouted out his or her votes. After awhile, everyone was finished and it was once again silent. Everyone watched the boxes intently. Ginny prayed that America would win. She could hear Alex beside her muttering,
"Australia! Make it Australia! Come on! You know you want to!"
Finally, the first number appeared. It was above the France box. It said 192. The next number appeared above the Australia box. It was 203. At last, the third number appeared above the America box. It was..
(A/N) Oooh, what will the number be? Will America win or not? I decided to give you another cliffie! Call it my Thanksgiving gift for you all. As I don't know how many students are in the seventh year, much less the entire number of students in Hogwarts, I made the number up. I'm assuming it's a big number because Hogwarts is so big. Has anybody out there reading this seen the Harry Potter movie yet? Isn't the quidditch scene awesome??? I found it wonderful and impressive. The movie is very good! I can't stop thinking about it! Please review! I love you all!
~WolfEyes~
