A/N: This is for you who have already read the first chapter! Hope its
better then my first attempt at chapter two!
This is dedicated to Jenny; we lived next door to each other for about a year. She moved I moved. Then we talked to each other online after meeting on FF.net for about 6 months without realizing that we had already known eachother! What a small world!
Chapter two Harry looked down at the tiny puppy that was currently sleeping peacefully in his lap. Ann, he had named her. It had taken him nearly a week to think of a proper name for her. It was silly, it shouldn't have been such a big deal, naming a dog, but something about her made him want it to be something special.
An old woman that had worked in Mr. Weasly's department of the Ministry had a retriever that had given birth to a large litter of puppies. Not knowing what to do with them all offered them to Mr. Weasly, who in turn had taken them home to an un-amused Mrs. Weasly.
Mr. Weasly, Bill, Charlie, Fred, George, Ron and Harry had each taken one. (Percy had refused immediately claiming of allergies.)
Neither less he had to name her.
By luck he came across the name in an old baby book that held records and pictures of the entire Weasly clan. After flipping through several pages of Ron and the twins as toddlers he came to Ginny's section. It read: Virginia Ann Weasly, born March twentieth, 1981, five pounds six ounces.
There he found a few baby photos of a very round-faced, toothless baby with tons of bright red hair. In the next few pages he found pictures of a smiling five-year-old clad in patched pyjamas as she opened her very first broom. Another showed a six year old Ginny snuggled deeply in her fathers arms as he read to her; an eleven year old Ginny, who looked up at him with a mixture of fear, excitement and anticipation in her eyes as she posed for her mother in her first school robes.
The last picture he found was in an envelope and had been tucked between the back binding. Harry recognised it as the one Hermione had taken in his fifth year. Ron and Seamus were concentrating on the chess match before them, and Ginny was snuggled up in her favourite blanket on a sofa as she read. Harry had watched himself run into the picture with a wide grin on his face and plop next down to Ginny. She had stared at him quizzically as opened a large book and started to explain something hurriedly to her. Ginny laughed and leaned into him as they she peered down at the book, as he continued to talk and gesture wildly with his hands.
Harry had realized with shock that just two days after that picture had been taken, was the last time he had ever seen Ginny alive. The memory came rushing back to him as though it had happened the day before.
He remembered how her eyes shined with tears as she looked at him one final time before Lucius Malfoy bound her with ropes and dragged her away. Her dead body stood out clearly in his mind as he burrowed through the remains of the chamber; the same chamber that a little girl with a crush laid just three years before.
Ron who was staring down at him with a worried expression on his face snapped Harry out of his thoughts. Harry blinked and reached to push up his glasses, wiping away the hot tears with the end of his sleeve.
"You coming in? Mums' going to make dinner and everyone's already gone inside to play gobstones with the kids." Said Ron, shaking off Harry's odd behaviour.
"Sure..." Said Harry sliding his hands under the sleeping dog's belly. She growled in response and Ron chuckled.
"I see why you wanted to name her after Gin. Same bloody temper..."
Harry laughed softly and stood up carefully holding Ann in his arms, and started to walk back into the house with Ron at his side. *
"I knew you would find me here," She said tearing her eyes from Ron and Harry and to the old man who stood beside her. "You really never miss a trick do you, Professor?
He looked the same as always; his long sliver beard flowed down the front of his robes and his light blue eyes twinkled softly through his small glasses.
"When Professor Figg informed me of your coming back I presumed you would want to tell your family first." Said Dumbledore.
Ginny nodded and glanced back at the Burrow.
"Yes, I... I just don't know how to go about it." She said bursting with frustration. "Its not everyday that a family member who's supposed to have died two years ago just pops in and says, 'Hey mum, hey dad, remember me? You know-your dead daughter?'" She looked down and stared her worn shoes, as Dumbledore continued to regard her thoughtfully through his gold-rimmed spectacles; and looked up as he started to speak softly.
"Would it be easier if I accompanied you to inform your parents?"
Ginny shook her head slowly.
"No. I think I need to do this on my own; thanks for offering though."
Dumbledore nodded and gave her hand a reasuring pat.
"Miss Weasly, I assure you your family will be ecstatic when you arrive. I happen to know for a fact a certain green-eyed young man will," Said Dumbledore, his eyes twinkling more then ever as Ginny blushed. "Now I must get back to the ministry, Cornelius ran the whole wizarding community into the ground...."
"Ah well, I shall see you soon, and Ginny; I expect to see you on September first for the next term. Professor MgGonagall with meet with you to figure out how we're going to catch you up on your studies."
Dumbledore turned and paused.
"Before I forget, I think this belongs to you."
He took a small red velvet bag out of his robe pocket and held it out for her. Ginny took it curiously and pulled the golden drawstrings. A small amber pendant came out, along with the golden chain it rested on. Her lips formed into a small smile and she looked up to thank him through teary eyes. Dumbledore just nodded his understanding and gave her one last smile, and then disappeared without another word.
Ginny wiped her tears and slipped the necklace on. The pendant glowed scarlet for a minuite and faded back into its original depth. Feeling a lot more confindent she picked up her suitcase and started to walk down the slope that lead to the Burrow. * REVIEW!! I know its not very good, but be kind and tell me what you think!
This is dedicated to Jenny; we lived next door to each other for about a year. She moved I moved. Then we talked to each other online after meeting on FF.net for about 6 months without realizing that we had already known eachother! What a small world!
Chapter two Harry looked down at the tiny puppy that was currently sleeping peacefully in his lap. Ann, he had named her. It had taken him nearly a week to think of a proper name for her. It was silly, it shouldn't have been such a big deal, naming a dog, but something about her made him want it to be something special.
An old woman that had worked in Mr. Weasly's department of the Ministry had a retriever that had given birth to a large litter of puppies. Not knowing what to do with them all offered them to Mr. Weasly, who in turn had taken them home to an un-amused Mrs. Weasly.
Mr. Weasly, Bill, Charlie, Fred, George, Ron and Harry had each taken one. (Percy had refused immediately claiming of allergies.)
Neither less he had to name her.
By luck he came across the name in an old baby book that held records and pictures of the entire Weasly clan. After flipping through several pages of Ron and the twins as toddlers he came to Ginny's section. It read: Virginia Ann Weasly, born March twentieth, 1981, five pounds six ounces.
There he found a few baby photos of a very round-faced, toothless baby with tons of bright red hair. In the next few pages he found pictures of a smiling five-year-old clad in patched pyjamas as she opened her very first broom. Another showed a six year old Ginny snuggled deeply in her fathers arms as he read to her; an eleven year old Ginny, who looked up at him with a mixture of fear, excitement and anticipation in her eyes as she posed for her mother in her first school robes.
The last picture he found was in an envelope and had been tucked between the back binding. Harry recognised it as the one Hermione had taken in his fifth year. Ron and Seamus were concentrating on the chess match before them, and Ginny was snuggled up in her favourite blanket on a sofa as she read. Harry had watched himself run into the picture with a wide grin on his face and plop next down to Ginny. She had stared at him quizzically as opened a large book and started to explain something hurriedly to her. Ginny laughed and leaned into him as they she peered down at the book, as he continued to talk and gesture wildly with his hands.
Harry had realized with shock that just two days after that picture had been taken, was the last time he had ever seen Ginny alive. The memory came rushing back to him as though it had happened the day before.
He remembered how her eyes shined with tears as she looked at him one final time before Lucius Malfoy bound her with ropes and dragged her away. Her dead body stood out clearly in his mind as he burrowed through the remains of the chamber; the same chamber that a little girl with a crush laid just three years before.
Ron who was staring down at him with a worried expression on his face snapped Harry out of his thoughts. Harry blinked and reached to push up his glasses, wiping away the hot tears with the end of his sleeve.
"You coming in? Mums' going to make dinner and everyone's already gone inside to play gobstones with the kids." Said Ron, shaking off Harry's odd behaviour.
"Sure..." Said Harry sliding his hands under the sleeping dog's belly. She growled in response and Ron chuckled.
"I see why you wanted to name her after Gin. Same bloody temper..."
Harry laughed softly and stood up carefully holding Ann in his arms, and started to walk back into the house with Ron at his side. *
"I knew you would find me here," She said tearing her eyes from Ron and Harry and to the old man who stood beside her. "You really never miss a trick do you, Professor?
He looked the same as always; his long sliver beard flowed down the front of his robes and his light blue eyes twinkled softly through his small glasses.
"When Professor Figg informed me of your coming back I presumed you would want to tell your family first." Said Dumbledore.
Ginny nodded and glanced back at the Burrow.
"Yes, I... I just don't know how to go about it." She said bursting with frustration. "Its not everyday that a family member who's supposed to have died two years ago just pops in and says, 'Hey mum, hey dad, remember me? You know-your dead daughter?'" She looked down and stared her worn shoes, as Dumbledore continued to regard her thoughtfully through his gold-rimmed spectacles; and looked up as he started to speak softly.
"Would it be easier if I accompanied you to inform your parents?"
Ginny shook her head slowly.
"No. I think I need to do this on my own; thanks for offering though."
Dumbledore nodded and gave her hand a reasuring pat.
"Miss Weasly, I assure you your family will be ecstatic when you arrive. I happen to know for a fact a certain green-eyed young man will," Said Dumbledore, his eyes twinkling more then ever as Ginny blushed. "Now I must get back to the ministry, Cornelius ran the whole wizarding community into the ground...."
"Ah well, I shall see you soon, and Ginny; I expect to see you on September first for the next term. Professor MgGonagall with meet with you to figure out how we're going to catch you up on your studies."
Dumbledore turned and paused.
"Before I forget, I think this belongs to you."
He took a small red velvet bag out of his robe pocket and held it out for her. Ginny took it curiously and pulled the golden drawstrings. A small amber pendant came out, along with the golden chain it rested on. Her lips formed into a small smile and she looked up to thank him through teary eyes. Dumbledore just nodded his understanding and gave her one last smile, and then disappeared without another word.
Ginny wiped her tears and slipped the necklace on. The pendant glowed scarlet for a minuite and faded back into its original depth. Feeling a lot more confindent she picked up her suitcase and started to walk down the slope that lead to the Burrow. * REVIEW!! I know its not very good, but be kind and tell me what you think!