This is going to be totally Harry and Ginny, well, maybe not totally,
but.anyway.what more is there to say? Well, they go to Dublin and begin to
discover each other, and then more conflict arises. It isn't finished yet,
but I here is Ch. 2! Thanks for reading. I know the first chapter was a
little blah, but this is my first fan fiction and I could really use some
input! Please read and review!! Thanks! ~Gigi
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The Hogwart's students had a week left of summer vacation, and they were planning to spend it having a great time. Hermoine, Ron, Harry, and Ginny were going to go to a Quidditch match in Dublin, and then stay there in Ireland for a few days, just having fun!
Ginny had thought it was just going to be her and Ron, and maybe Fred and George as well. Harry and Hermoine were a big surprise, yet she wasn't disappointed!
The four of them left the next day, arriving in Dublin around noon. They checked in to a small bed and breakfast (run by a witch, of course) and went to explore the town. There was a small pub near the bed and breakfast, so the four stopped and had some lunch. When they were through, they went to the stadium where the game was being held. They got middle seats, which were, in Ron's view (excuse the pun.ha ha.), the best, and sat down. Somehow or another, their seating arrangement landed Ginny in the middle, with Hermoine and Harry on either side of her. They talked about school, and Ginny was warned about all the sixth-year teachers.
They quieted down when the game began. It was a good game: Ireland against France-Ireland won. When the Irish players came out, they flew around the field and made a big show of it, which was usual of course. One player in particular-a redheaded girl-seemed to notice and wave at the four of them. They thought nothing of it, though.
At the end, the crowds slowly exited the arena. The friends did not hurry; they sat for a long time just sitting and enjoying the summer night air.
Ginny loved being with those who had earned the name "The Trio." They were so kind, especially, Ginny noticed, Harry. She could tell his qualities had not changed one bit since their first meeting at the Hogwarts Express before Ron's first year.
To Ginny, Harry was perfect in every way. His eyes were her medicine, and his voice was the most comforting thing she knew. She had kept her true feelings for him secret for so long. Everyone had known about her silly girlhood crush back in her first few years at Hogwarts, but this was real. She could tell, though she wasn't ready for anything to come of it.yet.
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Ginny was fearful that she would lose Harry after his last year at Hogwarts. He would go off and work for the ministry and be all caught up and she would never see him again. She was also terrified that he could be killed and she would lose him forever.
After a while of sitting and talking, the four of them stood up to leave, when a pretty looking Irish girl walked up to them. It was the Quidditch player they had seen earlier.
"Excuse me," she began, "But I just had to know.are.are you.are." Oh great, they all thought, another Potter fan. "Are you Ron Weasley?" "WHAT?" Ron said, almost shouting. The girl continued speaking with a thick Irish-English accent.
"You know, Ron Weasley.your dad's on the ministry? Right? And you're Ginny Weasley! Hello! I'm Bridget Deary. Me da's also on the ministry. He works in the Preservation of Muggle Rights department. He was so impressed on how your dad handled that incident with the ca' a few years ago. Who was it that took the ca', anyway? Well, whoever was pretty stupid! Don't you think?" Ginny and Hermoine struggled not to laugh. Ron turned red as his hair as she continued.
"Well, I just wanted to meet you-make sure it was really you, ya' know? You go to Hogwarts, don't you? I wish I could. I never got in, but me mum's been teaching me all sorts of things! I can summon and charm and the whole lot."
She paused. She seemed to be waiting for something. Ron, after a few seconds, realized he was supposed to speak.
"Yeah.uhhh.I didn't know that anyone actually looked up to my dad.I mean, he's great and all but.Thanks!"
"Oh, you shouldn't thank me.it's your da that should get the credit! And your brothers opened that shop down in Diagon Ally in London, didn't they? I love that store! I order stuff from their Owl Service here in Dublin. It's great! Aye, would you like to come for tea tomorrow? I don't know if you'll be around."
"Yeah!" Ron interrupted. "That would be great.I.I can't wait!"
"Okay then," Bridget said. "I will meet you here at tea time tomorrow! My da'll love to meet you!" She ran off and waved when she got to the exit.
"Bye!" Ron called.
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Ron didn't say anything on their way back to the bed and breakfast. Ginny had never seen him like this, and it was all she could do to keep from laughing. The "Trio" and Ginny went to dinner and then sat in the cozy lounge at the B&B (bed and breakfast). After a while, Ron announced he was tired and went to bed.
Ginny, Harry, and Hermoine burst out laughing when he left the room. They all started talking at once. "Did you see his face?" "Can you believe it?" "Ron-and a girl! Ha!"
"Even Professor Dumbledoor couldn't have predicted that one, let alone Professor Trelawny!" Hermoine said in between laughs. "He almost fainted on the spot!"
"That was The Best of Ron, I think," Harry said.
"Wow." (This is Ginny) "I'll never let him live that one down! As my sisterly duty, he will never forget this day!"
Eventually, the laughter died down, and Hermoine went up to bed, leaving Harry and Ginny alone. Neither of them were tired, so they stayed up and played a few games of wizard's chess.
"Wow Ginny. I can tell you're related to Ron! You're great at this."
"Well, he taught me well." She paused. "Harry?"
"Yeah?"
"What's it like?" He looked up from the chessboard.
"What's what like?"
"Life." Ginny said. "I mean.without your parents and all." Their eyes met, and Ginny could see the pain in his eyes. The chess game was forgotten at once.
"Do you really care?" he asked curiously, yet sensitively.
"Harry.I'm surprised. I have always cared for you." Her voice trailed off when she realized what she had said. "I mean.y.you're one of my best friends. How could I not care?"
"Well, why now? Why here? And what does it matter?"
"Harry.I care. I really care. I want to understand.to try to understand, at least. I need to understand." I need to know, she thought.
"Well," he sounded uncertain. "It's like.like."
Does she really care about me? Why would she ask if she didn't? Could it be.she.? No one has ever tried to talk to me about it before.how do I respond? Who is she? She isn't the same Ginny I once knew. She's.different; I guess.more.I don't know.
"Well." he began.
It was nice, Harry thought, talking to Ginny. He liked the way she handled things. He could tell she wasn't the same little girl he had once known. She has grown up beautifully, Harry kept thinking. Wow. She is incredible. I can't believe I've never noticed this before! Wow.
Ginny had thoughts as well. He has really gone through a lot. I mean, I knew his parents had died and all, but then he has had to live with the memory all this time. Wow. He is amazing. Wow.
That night would live in the minds of Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley for a long time. Both of them knew it. They were both beginning to see each other in new light. The times were changing.and no one knew what to expect anymore, including the blossoming friends.
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The Hogwart's students had a week left of summer vacation, and they were planning to spend it having a great time. Hermoine, Ron, Harry, and Ginny were going to go to a Quidditch match in Dublin, and then stay there in Ireland for a few days, just having fun!
Ginny had thought it was just going to be her and Ron, and maybe Fred and George as well. Harry and Hermoine were a big surprise, yet she wasn't disappointed!
The four of them left the next day, arriving in Dublin around noon. They checked in to a small bed and breakfast (run by a witch, of course) and went to explore the town. There was a small pub near the bed and breakfast, so the four stopped and had some lunch. When they were through, they went to the stadium where the game was being held. They got middle seats, which were, in Ron's view (excuse the pun.ha ha.), the best, and sat down. Somehow or another, their seating arrangement landed Ginny in the middle, with Hermoine and Harry on either side of her. They talked about school, and Ginny was warned about all the sixth-year teachers.
They quieted down when the game began. It was a good game: Ireland against France-Ireland won. When the Irish players came out, they flew around the field and made a big show of it, which was usual of course. One player in particular-a redheaded girl-seemed to notice and wave at the four of them. They thought nothing of it, though.
At the end, the crowds slowly exited the arena. The friends did not hurry; they sat for a long time just sitting and enjoying the summer night air.
Ginny loved being with those who had earned the name "The Trio." They were so kind, especially, Ginny noticed, Harry. She could tell his qualities had not changed one bit since their first meeting at the Hogwarts Express before Ron's first year.
To Ginny, Harry was perfect in every way. His eyes were her medicine, and his voice was the most comforting thing she knew. She had kept her true feelings for him secret for so long. Everyone had known about her silly girlhood crush back in her first few years at Hogwarts, but this was real. She could tell, though she wasn't ready for anything to come of it.yet.
~ ~ ~
Ginny was fearful that she would lose Harry after his last year at Hogwarts. He would go off and work for the ministry and be all caught up and she would never see him again. She was also terrified that he could be killed and she would lose him forever.
After a while of sitting and talking, the four of them stood up to leave, when a pretty looking Irish girl walked up to them. It was the Quidditch player they had seen earlier.
"Excuse me," she began, "But I just had to know.are.are you.are." Oh great, they all thought, another Potter fan. "Are you Ron Weasley?" "WHAT?" Ron said, almost shouting. The girl continued speaking with a thick Irish-English accent.
"You know, Ron Weasley.your dad's on the ministry? Right? And you're Ginny Weasley! Hello! I'm Bridget Deary. Me da's also on the ministry. He works in the Preservation of Muggle Rights department. He was so impressed on how your dad handled that incident with the ca' a few years ago. Who was it that took the ca', anyway? Well, whoever was pretty stupid! Don't you think?" Ginny and Hermoine struggled not to laugh. Ron turned red as his hair as she continued.
"Well, I just wanted to meet you-make sure it was really you, ya' know? You go to Hogwarts, don't you? I wish I could. I never got in, but me mum's been teaching me all sorts of things! I can summon and charm and the whole lot."
She paused. She seemed to be waiting for something. Ron, after a few seconds, realized he was supposed to speak.
"Yeah.uhhh.I didn't know that anyone actually looked up to my dad.I mean, he's great and all but.Thanks!"
"Oh, you shouldn't thank me.it's your da that should get the credit! And your brothers opened that shop down in Diagon Ally in London, didn't they? I love that store! I order stuff from their Owl Service here in Dublin. It's great! Aye, would you like to come for tea tomorrow? I don't know if you'll be around."
"Yeah!" Ron interrupted. "That would be great.I.I can't wait!"
"Okay then," Bridget said. "I will meet you here at tea time tomorrow! My da'll love to meet you!" She ran off and waved when she got to the exit.
"Bye!" Ron called.
~ ~ ~
Ron didn't say anything on their way back to the bed and breakfast. Ginny had never seen him like this, and it was all she could do to keep from laughing. The "Trio" and Ginny went to dinner and then sat in the cozy lounge at the B&B (bed and breakfast). After a while, Ron announced he was tired and went to bed.
Ginny, Harry, and Hermoine burst out laughing when he left the room. They all started talking at once. "Did you see his face?" "Can you believe it?" "Ron-and a girl! Ha!"
"Even Professor Dumbledoor couldn't have predicted that one, let alone Professor Trelawny!" Hermoine said in between laughs. "He almost fainted on the spot!"
"That was The Best of Ron, I think," Harry said.
"Wow." (This is Ginny) "I'll never let him live that one down! As my sisterly duty, he will never forget this day!"
Eventually, the laughter died down, and Hermoine went up to bed, leaving Harry and Ginny alone. Neither of them were tired, so they stayed up and played a few games of wizard's chess.
"Wow Ginny. I can tell you're related to Ron! You're great at this."
"Well, he taught me well." She paused. "Harry?"
"Yeah?"
"What's it like?" He looked up from the chessboard.
"What's what like?"
"Life." Ginny said. "I mean.without your parents and all." Their eyes met, and Ginny could see the pain in his eyes. The chess game was forgotten at once.
"Do you really care?" he asked curiously, yet sensitively.
"Harry.I'm surprised. I have always cared for you." Her voice trailed off when she realized what she had said. "I mean.y.you're one of my best friends. How could I not care?"
"Well, why now? Why here? And what does it matter?"
"Harry.I care. I really care. I want to understand.to try to understand, at least. I need to understand." I need to know, she thought.
"Well," he sounded uncertain. "It's like.like."
Does she really care about me? Why would she ask if she didn't? Could it be.she.? No one has ever tried to talk to me about it before.how do I respond? Who is she? She isn't the same Ginny I once knew. She's.different; I guess.more.I don't know.
"Well." he began.
It was nice, Harry thought, talking to Ginny. He liked the way she handled things. He could tell she wasn't the same little girl he had once known. She has grown up beautifully, Harry kept thinking. Wow. She is incredible. I can't believe I've never noticed this before! Wow.
Ginny had thoughts as well. He has really gone through a lot. I mean, I knew his parents had died and all, but then he has had to live with the memory all this time. Wow. He is amazing. Wow.
That night would live in the minds of Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley for a long time. Both of them knew it. They were both beginning to see each other in new light. The times were changing.and no one knew what to expect anymore, including the blossoming friends.