The Sisterhood Ch. 6

Author's Notes: It's me again, dear readers. Chapter six already! I know that I am slow with updates and I beg your forgiveness. With the end of term coming, I have my hands absolutely full. Anyway, prepare yourselves for the next chapter of The Sisterhood.



It had begun to mist as the family reached the haphazard house known as the Burrow. Professor Dumbledore and Ginny removed their cloaks and hanged them on the cloak rack beside the door.

"It's so good to be home!" Ginny sighed while stretching. She had no idea how she rode all the way from the mansion to the Burrow, in a dress no less. Pluto had told her that she would be a good rider, and that animals would take naturally to her, but she never expected Shimmering Storm (Simmer for short) to be so loving of her. Rei had taken the horse back with her.

"Good to have you back, Gin." The twins exclaimed in unison while enveloping her in a double hug.

"How much damage have you done?"

"None." Answered Fred.

"Like you really expected us to pull off anything without our genius in training to witness it. It was hard enough without you at Hogwarts, and there was more victims there."

Harry knew that, like he, the twins had been worried about Ginny. That accounted for their subdued attitude. However, he resolved to be on his guard, as he expected that they would need to release all of that pent up energy.

"I am glad to find you well." Said Percy, formally.

"Oh, come on Perce. Just give her a hug already." George said, pretending to be exasperated with his brother. Percy shot a dirty look at George before giving Ginny a millisecond hug.

Charlie was much warmer.

"There's my favorite little sis! Ya know, we were worried about you there for a while." He said as he hugged her.

"Yeah," agreed Bill, "I thought Ronnikins over there was going to do something drastic. He went ballistic one morning at breakfast."

Ginny turned to Ron, whose ears were very pink.

"Well, of course I was! According to the unwritten law of older brothers, I would have had to expose the inner organs of anyone who hurt you. Besides, Harry was worried too. He twitched all day."

The entire family looked at Harry, who chose the moment to inspect his shoes. Sure he was worried, but he couldn't tell Ginny's six older brothers that he was madly in love with their sister and he about went crazy wondering where she was. Voldemort wouldn't be a problem anymore, they'd have him lynched. Arthur stepped in.

"Why don't you tell us all about your summer, Ginny."

Ginny looked guilty. "I can't." she replied.

"Well why on earth not?" cried Mrs. Weasley.

"I just can't. It's too dangerous."

"Miss Weasley is right." Interrupted the Headmaster. "She can't tell you. It would put not only her life, but yours, and all the people who know her in danger. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, may I speak to you in the living room."

With a look at each other, they followed Albus into the living room. Ron looked at Ginny for a moment.

"What do you mean you can't tell us? You get sick, disappear for a summer, come back in a dress I know you can't afford and you say you can't tell us anything? We're family Gin. And besides, you're much to young to be keeping secrets."

"Ron, don't…" Charlie began.

"No, Charlie. You know what, Ron? You seem to have forgotten, I am only a year younger than you. What about all those times you disappeared with Harry? Never bothered to tell me where you were going, risked your life several times, and I always had to hear it from the local gossip. We're family, Ron. Did you ever stop to think that I might worry about you? No. Of course you didn't. You don't stop to think about anything."

Ron stared at Ginny, his mouth gaping.

"Nothing to say now? Well, if that's the end of your big brother rant, I'm going for a walk."

Ginny turned and walked right out the door, right into the storm. At about this time Professor Dumbledore came back into the kitchen.

"Mum, Dad, Professor! Gin just went out into the storm!" exclaimed George.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Weasley. Don't worry about her; she's in her element. As for all of you, sit down. We need to establish some things."

All of the people in the room took a seat where they could, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley left the room to allow the Headmaster room.

"Now. I must ask you not to pester Miss Weasley with questions as to where she has been these past months. She knows very well that she cannot answer you, and I hope that she will not. I am going to give you all of the information you need to know. Due to her 'illness' earlier in the summer, Ginny has developed some new abilities. Setsuna took her to a mansion in the country that she and eight other women share. She learned there to control her new talent. You will probably notice that she will have clothes that you have not seen her in before. These were gifts to her. She has also been given a pension. The symbol on her forehead marks her relationship to her 'sisters' as she will refer to them. She will return to Hogwarts tomorrow with the rest of you, but she will retain the symbol. I expect it will be the subject of much discussion."

All the occupants of the room sat in a sort of stunned silence. Harry thought that all of this was a bit dodgy. Sure, he knew a little about what had happened to Ginny, but who were these women exactly? And what were these new 'abilities' that Professor Dumbledore spoke of? Were they really rich enough to grant Ginny a pension?

"One last thing. Do you remember, when you were younger, making things happen when you were angry or upset?"

They all nodded.

"Miss Weasley may do the same thing. The reason she was taken to the mansion was so that she would get a handle on the power, to take the brunt off the accidents. However, if she becomes extremely angry or upset she may loose control, and that is dangerous for those around her. Please try not to anger her past the usual extent. You must also keep others from doing so. I will not address the students about this matter, as it may frighten them, so I will hold you responsible for keeping her relatively calm."

She looked really upset when she had left. Harry wondered what was going on outside.

"I will leave now. Remember what I have told you, please." With that, Albus Dumbledore collected his cloak and dissappearated.

"Harry," Harry turned to Ron, "please go and get my sister. She'll listen to you, maybe." Harry nodded and Ron, along with Hermonie, climbed the stairs to his room. The rest of the Weasley brothers took their cue and found someplace else to be. Harry put on his cloak and stepped outside the door. The rain was falling hard and the lightning and thunder was violent. He couldn't see worth anything. As he ventured out into the rain, he saw a bolt of lightning strike the ground. His first thought was Ginny's safety, so he rushed to the clearing where the lightning had hit. When he got there, all he could see was the vague outline of trees.

"Were you really worried about me, Harry?" Harry turned to the source of the small voice to see Ginny stepping from what seemed to be a curtain of rain. Her symbol was glowing brightly and lit her face with and emerald glow.

"Well, yeah. I would never want anything bad to happen to you Gin." Harry replied.

"Oh Harry!" She sobbed, throwing herself onto him. "I feel so bad. I could tell Ron was hurt, but I really can't tell him. I would if I could, but I can't."

"I know Gin, I know." He said, awkwardly patting her back. "Ron's not hurt, he was just worried. He picked the wrong way to tell you. He can be a git sometimes, I should know. Professor Dumbledore told us what he could. We know you can't tell. It's no problem."

Ginny looked up at Harry with a grateful smile on her face. "Thank you so much."

"Right then. We'd better go inside now, Ron'll murder me if I let you catch so much as a sniffle."

She giggled and Harry smiled. With his arm around her, he led her back to the house. The whole way his mind was troubled. What was it he had just seen back there?

When they got back to the house, they were greeted by the twins.

"Sure took you along time out there." Fred said, almost complacently.

"You weren't snogging our sister, were you Potter?" George asked.

Harry gaped at them. As he tried to form words, Ginny smacked each of them upside the head.

"Of course not. Even if he was, that's not your business is it?"

"No, m'lady. Besides, I really didn't want to kill the best Seeker we've ever had." George said.

"Ginny, dear. You've had a long day. Go take a warm bath and get to bed. The rest of you, go to bed now. Hogwarts tomorrow."

They all filed up the stairs. About an hour later, Harry had to go to the bathroom, and tip toed down the all. When he got there, the door opened to reveal Ginny in the sweetest long, white cotton gown with ruffles in all the right places. Her hair had been dried and braided with an emerald ribbon tied at the bottom. She looked like an absolute angel emerging from the steam with her cheeks flushed from the heat.

"Oh, Harry. I'm sorry. I was just finishing my bath."

"No problem." He answered. He wasn't really capable of much of an answer seeing as he had just been confronted with a vision of beauty and his bladder was exceptionally full. As he passed Ginny to get to the bathroom, and she went down the hall, she called to him.

"Harry?"

"Yes."

"Thanks for today." Quickly, she stood on her tiptoes to give him a kiss on the cheek. Harry grinned a goofy sort of grin as he watched her walk (walk, his brain said, more like float) back down the hall. He watched her until she had shut the door to her room and then remembered that he desperately had to go and dashed into the bathroom.