Title : One Night
Author: Ceara
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter of anything associated with it. That pleasure belongs to the talented J.K. Rowling. I also don't own "Ancient Souls". That belongs to Gabrielle Angelique as well as a line in this story. I have no idea who owns "The Overalls in Mrs. Murphy's Chowder" so if anyone does, please tell me so that I can put it in the next disclaimer. Thanks very much and I hope you all enjoy the story.
Chapter One
Ron Weasley smiled to his friends Harry Potter and Hermione Granger. In just a few hours their friends would arrive to stay a few weeks at Ron's house. After finding out that Ron and his sister Ginny would be the only two of her children staying home that summer, Mrs. Weasley had Ron invite some of his friends to spend the summer holidays at the Burrow. Owls went off to Harry, Hermione, Dean Thomas, Neville Longbottom, and Seamus Finnigan. Since Dean and Seamus were already spending the holidays together, it wasn't a big deal to change were they would be staying. It was a little more complicated to get Neville to come. His grandmother seemed to think that Neville's time during the summer would be better spent studying for his upcoming year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry were they all attended school. However, after talking to Molly Weasley, Mrs. Longbottom relented and said that Neville could go and stay for two weeks as long as he studied once in a while.
So, three weeks into the summer, Hermione arrived. The day before Mr. Weasley went with Ron to collect Harry from his aunt and uncle's, Ginny was in a panic. For years she had had a crush on the famous Mr. Potter. In her eyes, he could do no wrong. Of course he never saw her as anything other than Ron's little sister, but Ginny was sure that this year that would change. This had to be the year. It was her last chance because this would be Harry's last year at Hogwarts. He, Ron, and Hermione would be graduating at the end of this year. Ginny still had one year left to go and she couldn't even imagine Harry not being there. Yet when Harry had come the next day, he didn't look at Ginny any differently than he had the past six years. That night Ginny cried to herself silently in her bed, trying not to let Hermione, who was sharing her room, hear. It was that night that Ginny gave up on Harry Potter.
Ginny was down in the basement a few weeks later when she heard the doorbell ring, signaling that Seamus and Dean had arrived. During the summer holiday, Ginny took dance classes and she was actually quite good. Her father had turned the basement into her little private practice area. That's were she was when Ron led Dean, Seamus, and Neville, who had just arrived, down to say hi. So intent was she on her dance that she didn't even notice the boys standing there watching her, Ron looking bored and the others looking either somewhat interested in what she was doing or, in Harry's case shocked that little clumsy Ginny Weasley could be so graceful. As she hit the last pose and the music stopped, Ginny sank back into reality to hear clapping. Before she could turn two arms wrapped around her waist and picked her up, twirling her in the air. Ginny squealed, knowing instantly who it was.
"Seamus! Put me down!" she laughed. "I'm all sweaty and smelly!"
Seamus was laughing. He did that often and when he did people just couldn't help but join in. Smiling his Irish grin, he set her down and gave her a hug. "Nice to see you Ginny. How've you been?" Ginny smiled at him then turned to great the rest of their guests. In the past few years Ginny and her older brother had grown close and she had started spending more time with him and his friends than she did with people of her own year. She was especially friendly with Seamus and Hermione. As she gave Dean and Neville hugs, she didn't notice the way Neville's face flushed a bright red color or the fact that Dean couldn't take his eyes off her. Over the past few weeks Ginny had changed. She didn't realize that since she let go of Harry she had been happier than she had been since she was eleven, and it showed on her face. Somehow, the boys understood that this wasn't a little girl standing before them, but someone on the verge of becoming a woman.
As Harry watched Ginny dance he was amazed. Could this really be little Ginny Weasley? Ron's little sister? When she was done he saw Seamus run over and pick her up. Ginny was laughing. Was she flirting? That wasn't right. She's supposed to like him. Even though Ginny didn't notice Dean or Neville's reaction to her, Harry did, and he wasn't happy. Actually the only one who was treating Ginny the way he always did was Seamus. Harry watched them laughing and teasing together like they always did, and was somehow comforted. At least Seamus was staying away from her. Wait! Why should he care? Harry mentally shook himself. "This is Ginny we're talking about." He told himself. "GINNY!" Harry was sure of one thing: this was going to be an interesting summer.
Despite what Harry thought, it was not an interesting summer at all. Ginny spent more of her time down in the basement or at dance class than she did with her older friends playing Quidditch or walking around the village. The only people she really spent time with were Hermione and Seamus, but that wasn't really a surprise for anyone. One night, a few days before school began, all seven of them, joined by Fred and George sat around the living room eating candy, talking, telling stories, and laughing.
"Ginny lass, why don't we let everyone hear some of those wonderful Irish songs I've been teachin' you?" Seamus suggested. Though Ginny didn't really want to sing in front of everyone, Seamus had a way of asking so that she didn't have any choice but to laugh and go along with whatever he wanted to do. It also seemed as if the other people in the room WANTED to hear them sing. Ron was already bragging to Dean.
"You should hear her. Ginny has a voice of any angle, she does. Never really lets us hear her, but sometimes, if we beg enough, she'll sing just a little something. Not that she couldn't sing more than just a little song, mind you."
At this, Fred put his hand over Ron's mouth, silencing whatever it was that Ron wanted to say. George rolled his eyes at his brother and grinned. "Ron, no one's going to get to hear our Gin if you don't shut your bloody mouth!" Ginny laughed at the indignant look upon her youngest brother's face and turned to face Seamus, asking him what he had in mind for them to sing
They started out with "Who Put the Overalls In Mrs. Murphy's Chowder?" and had everyone laughing. Ginny did have a remarkable voice and mixed with Seamus's strong voice and Irish brogue they surprisingly good. When George and Fred had finally stopped making jokes about chowder-covered overalls and who would have to wear them, Ginny again turned to her friend.
"How about "Ancient Souls"?
Seamus thought for a moment, a pensive look on his face. "Are you sure about that Ginny-gal?" he questioned softly. Shooting a glace at Harry and then back at her. Ginny nodded somewhat hesitantly. "Very well then. You can start."
"Walking through the mist, she listens with her heart. Searching for someone to touch her soul."
"Shadows up ahead, hiding in the trees. She's young but she feels so very old." Seamus picked up the tune
"Songs are running less, the silence of the night. Blend and mix together all around.
Star-crossed lovers path, that's seen through the dark. Two ancient bells where their souls run across"
As the song continued the room fell silent. All eyes were fixed upon the two singers. Ginny was sitting on the hearth while Seamus stood beside her, hand resting on her shoulder in a casual manor yet it was as if the two weren't themselves. It seemed to those listening that someone else was talking through the singers, telling a tale of the quest for completeness in love through the bonding of souls. Hermione actually felt tears coming to her eyes at the longing in the song and she grabbed for Ron's hand. When the song was finished the room remained silent. Harry looked at Ginny and found that she was gazing back at him. Unable to break contact they both sat where they were and stared. Seamus noticed what was passing between his two friends and smiled.
Author: Ceara
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter of anything associated with it. That pleasure belongs to the talented J.K. Rowling. I also don't own "Ancient Souls". That belongs to Gabrielle Angelique as well as a line in this story. I have no idea who owns "The Overalls in Mrs. Murphy's Chowder" so if anyone does, please tell me so that I can put it in the next disclaimer. Thanks very much and I hope you all enjoy the story.
Chapter One
Ron Weasley smiled to his friends Harry Potter and Hermione Granger. In just a few hours their friends would arrive to stay a few weeks at Ron's house. After finding out that Ron and his sister Ginny would be the only two of her children staying home that summer, Mrs. Weasley had Ron invite some of his friends to spend the summer holidays at the Burrow. Owls went off to Harry, Hermione, Dean Thomas, Neville Longbottom, and Seamus Finnigan. Since Dean and Seamus were already spending the holidays together, it wasn't a big deal to change were they would be staying. It was a little more complicated to get Neville to come. His grandmother seemed to think that Neville's time during the summer would be better spent studying for his upcoming year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry were they all attended school. However, after talking to Molly Weasley, Mrs. Longbottom relented and said that Neville could go and stay for two weeks as long as he studied once in a while.
So, three weeks into the summer, Hermione arrived. The day before Mr. Weasley went with Ron to collect Harry from his aunt and uncle's, Ginny was in a panic. For years she had had a crush on the famous Mr. Potter. In her eyes, he could do no wrong. Of course he never saw her as anything other than Ron's little sister, but Ginny was sure that this year that would change. This had to be the year. It was her last chance because this would be Harry's last year at Hogwarts. He, Ron, and Hermione would be graduating at the end of this year. Ginny still had one year left to go and she couldn't even imagine Harry not being there. Yet when Harry had come the next day, he didn't look at Ginny any differently than he had the past six years. That night Ginny cried to herself silently in her bed, trying not to let Hermione, who was sharing her room, hear. It was that night that Ginny gave up on Harry Potter.
Ginny was down in the basement a few weeks later when she heard the doorbell ring, signaling that Seamus and Dean had arrived. During the summer holiday, Ginny took dance classes and she was actually quite good. Her father had turned the basement into her little private practice area. That's were she was when Ron led Dean, Seamus, and Neville, who had just arrived, down to say hi. So intent was she on her dance that she didn't even notice the boys standing there watching her, Ron looking bored and the others looking either somewhat interested in what she was doing or, in Harry's case shocked that little clumsy Ginny Weasley could be so graceful. As she hit the last pose and the music stopped, Ginny sank back into reality to hear clapping. Before she could turn two arms wrapped around her waist and picked her up, twirling her in the air. Ginny squealed, knowing instantly who it was.
"Seamus! Put me down!" she laughed. "I'm all sweaty and smelly!"
Seamus was laughing. He did that often and when he did people just couldn't help but join in. Smiling his Irish grin, he set her down and gave her a hug. "Nice to see you Ginny. How've you been?" Ginny smiled at him then turned to great the rest of their guests. In the past few years Ginny and her older brother had grown close and she had started spending more time with him and his friends than she did with people of her own year. She was especially friendly with Seamus and Hermione. As she gave Dean and Neville hugs, she didn't notice the way Neville's face flushed a bright red color or the fact that Dean couldn't take his eyes off her. Over the past few weeks Ginny had changed. She didn't realize that since she let go of Harry she had been happier than she had been since she was eleven, and it showed on her face. Somehow, the boys understood that this wasn't a little girl standing before them, but someone on the verge of becoming a woman.
As Harry watched Ginny dance he was amazed. Could this really be little Ginny Weasley? Ron's little sister? When she was done he saw Seamus run over and pick her up. Ginny was laughing. Was she flirting? That wasn't right. She's supposed to like him. Even though Ginny didn't notice Dean or Neville's reaction to her, Harry did, and he wasn't happy. Actually the only one who was treating Ginny the way he always did was Seamus. Harry watched them laughing and teasing together like they always did, and was somehow comforted. At least Seamus was staying away from her. Wait! Why should he care? Harry mentally shook himself. "This is Ginny we're talking about." He told himself. "GINNY!" Harry was sure of one thing: this was going to be an interesting summer.
Despite what Harry thought, it was not an interesting summer at all. Ginny spent more of her time down in the basement or at dance class than she did with her older friends playing Quidditch or walking around the village. The only people she really spent time with were Hermione and Seamus, but that wasn't really a surprise for anyone. One night, a few days before school began, all seven of them, joined by Fred and George sat around the living room eating candy, talking, telling stories, and laughing.
"Ginny lass, why don't we let everyone hear some of those wonderful Irish songs I've been teachin' you?" Seamus suggested. Though Ginny didn't really want to sing in front of everyone, Seamus had a way of asking so that she didn't have any choice but to laugh and go along with whatever he wanted to do. It also seemed as if the other people in the room WANTED to hear them sing. Ron was already bragging to Dean.
"You should hear her. Ginny has a voice of any angle, she does. Never really lets us hear her, but sometimes, if we beg enough, she'll sing just a little something. Not that she couldn't sing more than just a little song, mind you."
At this, Fred put his hand over Ron's mouth, silencing whatever it was that Ron wanted to say. George rolled his eyes at his brother and grinned. "Ron, no one's going to get to hear our Gin if you don't shut your bloody mouth!" Ginny laughed at the indignant look upon her youngest brother's face and turned to face Seamus, asking him what he had in mind for them to sing
They started out with "Who Put the Overalls In Mrs. Murphy's Chowder?" and had everyone laughing. Ginny did have a remarkable voice and mixed with Seamus's strong voice and Irish brogue they surprisingly good. When George and Fred had finally stopped making jokes about chowder-covered overalls and who would have to wear them, Ginny again turned to her friend.
"How about "Ancient Souls"?
Seamus thought for a moment, a pensive look on his face. "Are you sure about that Ginny-gal?" he questioned softly. Shooting a glace at Harry and then back at her. Ginny nodded somewhat hesitantly. "Very well then. You can start."
"Walking through the mist, she listens with her heart. Searching for someone to touch her soul."
"Shadows up ahead, hiding in the trees. She's young but she feels so very old." Seamus picked up the tune
"Songs are running less, the silence of the night. Blend and mix together all around.
Star-crossed lovers path, that's seen through the dark. Two ancient bells where their souls run across"
As the song continued the room fell silent. All eyes were fixed upon the two singers. Ginny was sitting on the hearth while Seamus stood beside her, hand resting on her shoulder in a casual manor yet it was as if the two weren't themselves. It seemed to those listening that someone else was talking through the singers, telling a tale of the quest for completeness in love through the bonding of souls. Hermione actually felt tears coming to her eyes at the longing in the song and she grabbed for Ron's hand. When the song was finished the room remained silent. Harry looked at Ginny and found that she was gazing back at him. Unable to break contact they both sat where they were and stared. Seamus noticed what was passing between his two friends and smiled.