AN: Well, it's the fourth chapter! This story is coming along pretty well,
as I have other activities to do each day as well as write this. So, here's
the next chapter!
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters. They are all owned by the all- powerful J.K. Rowling *bows and hums*.
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Connections
Chapter 4: I don't have to tell you what this is all about
Cause baby ??
So why you gotta ask me what I'm doing now
Cause I don't ??
What I still haven't found
So don't turn off the lights
I don't wanna be in the dark night
Cause I can read your mind
I need to know if what I'm dong is right
So don't turn off the lights
So tell me I'm gonna get you
It's so hard to even try
But if we move together
We'll end up on the second song If you could know what you're feeling
If you could know where you go
If you want to know what I'm thinking
So don't
So don't turn off the lights
I don't wanna be in the dark night
Cause I can read your mind
I need to know if what I'm dong is right
So don't turn off the lights
You don't have to tell me
I want you listen to me
Everything that we can be
Don't turn off the lights...
Harry sat up in bed, wondering why he had woken up. Was it a nightmare? He waited for horrible thoughts to invade his mind. None came. Ummm.
"Oof!!" Harry wheezed, as a fluffy, white pillow hit him in the face. That was it.
"Get up, you lazy prat!" Ron exclaimed, chuckling. Harry reached for his glasses, and blinked blearily. Ron was standing next to his bed, fully dressed. Harry looked over at the clock. It was 10:11 a.m.
Harry groaned, threw back the covers, and swung his legs over the side of the bed. When Ron was convinced Harry was up, he went back downstairs. Harry got his clothes together, and walked down the hall to the bathroom.
Ten minutes later, Harry was downstairs eating breakfast. Harry, Ron and Hermione were all down, along with the rest of the family, minus Ginny.
"Where's Ginny?" Harry wondered out loud. Ron looked over suspiciously at Harry, but then Hermione answered, "When I got back from my shower, Ginny was still asleep. Maybe she's in the shower now."
"Oh." Harry answered. They continued to eat breakfast in peace, chatting contentedly. Ginny came down ten minutes later, Ginny came down, wearing denim trousers and a blue t-shirt. Harry, Hermione, and the Weasleys said goodmorning, and she sat down across from Harry and began to pile food onto her plate.
"Did you sleep alright?" Harry asked quietly. Ron, who was sitting next to Harry, looked over in shock and disbelief (he always jumps to conclusions).
"Yeah, I was fine. I only had one nightmare." Ginny answered, not noticing Ron's stare.
"Same here. I got to sleep about a half hour after we talked, and then only had one nightmare." Harry explained.
Just then Ron exploded. "What?! You talked?! Last night. Late. Harry, you asked if she 'slept alright'? What's going on?"
Ginny and Harry looked at Ron, then at eachother, then around the room. Everyone was staring at the three of them.
"What are you talking about?" Hermione asked, speaking for everyone.
"Um."Harry started.
"Exuse us." Ginny said, and grabbed Harry's hand dragging him out of the room.
"What?" Harry asked, once in the other room.
"Are we going to tell them?" Ginny asked urgently.
From the kitchen they heard Ron yell, "Tell us what?"
Ginny looked at Harry exasperatedly, waiting for his answer.
"About us being connected?" Harry questioned.
"Connected?!?" Ron screeched frantically.
Ginny nodded, and Harry said "I don't think we have much of a choice anymore."
"I guess. Alright." Harry answered.
They walked back in the kitchen into a scene of utter chaos. Ron and Hermione were exchanging frantic glances, Mrs. Weasley was talking to Mr. Weasley in worried tones, wringing her hands (the phrase "scarlet woman" could be discerned from her mumbling), Fred and George were rubbing their hands together, a wicked gleam in their eyes, and Percy was just sitting calmly, eating his breakfast.
When they were back in the kitchen, the room went silent. Harry and Ginny exchanged glances, and Ginny started talking.
"As you know, I get nightmares every once in a while. You also know that Harry does." Ginny started.
"Last night, I had a nightmare, so I went downstairs to the living room to think it over, and Ginny was already there." Harry continued. At this point, Ron was clutching the table, knuckles white, looking livid.
"Well, I had had a nightmare too. Harry and I started talking about it, and discovered that. well, we had had the same nightmare." Ginny said.
"It wasn't so unusual, until we worked out the other nightmares we had had over the summer, and how right after we both got to sleep, we had the same nightmare. Again." Harry explained.
"We talked it out, and realized, that we were somehow.we're connected, through our nightmares." Ginny told everyone.
"But, how? How is that possible?" Hermione asked, coming out of shock long enough to ask questions.
"Well, Ginny and I figure it was through Voldemort. (here the Weasleys, minus Ginny, flinched) I'm not sure how that happened though. Maybe since both of us came into contact so much with him." Harry answered.
"It's possible." Hermione said slowly.
"Yes. it could happen. And around here, the unlikely is a regular occurrence." Mr. Weasley added.
"So, that's it? Nothing's going on?" Ron questioned, almost worried.
"Yes." Ginny and Harry answered in unison.
"Ok." Was all Ron said.
"Are you going to do anything about it?" Mrs. Weasley asked, worried about the answer.
"What can we do?" Ginny questioned back.
"There's nothing we can do. So, we're going to keep going on as normal." Harry said.
Around the table there were nods and murmurs of agreement. Everyone went back to eating, with Ginny and Harry's connection in the back of their minds.
AN: Whew! This took a while to write, cause I had to do homework, and I had four tests to study for. So, I typed it over a period of two days. Basically, it was just a lot of descriptions because we only exposed Harry and Ginny's connection to the world (actually, just the Weasley family and Hermione). So, as always, let me know what you think!
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters. They are all owned by the all- powerful J.K. Rowling *bows and hums*.
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Connections
Chapter 4: I don't have to tell you what this is all about
Cause baby ??
So why you gotta ask me what I'm doing now
Cause I don't ??
What I still haven't found
So don't turn off the lights
I don't wanna be in the dark night
Cause I can read your mind
I need to know if what I'm dong is right
So don't turn off the lights
So tell me I'm gonna get you
It's so hard to even try
But if we move together
We'll end up on the second song If you could know what you're feeling
If you could know where you go
If you want to know what I'm thinking
So don't
So don't turn off the lights
I don't wanna be in the dark night
Cause I can read your mind
I need to know if what I'm dong is right
So don't turn off the lights
You don't have to tell me
I want you listen to me
Everything that we can be
Don't turn off the lights...
Harry sat up in bed, wondering why he had woken up. Was it a nightmare? He waited for horrible thoughts to invade his mind. None came. Ummm.
"Oof!!" Harry wheezed, as a fluffy, white pillow hit him in the face. That was it.
"Get up, you lazy prat!" Ron exclaimed, chuckling. Harry reached for his glasses, and blinked blearily. Ron was standing next to his bed, fully dressed. Harry looked over at the clock. It was 10:11 a.m.
Harry groaned, threw back the covers, and swung his legs over the side of the bed. When Ron was convinced Harry was up, he went back downstairs. Harry got his clothes together, and walked down the hall to the bathroom.
Ten minutes later, Harry was downstairs eating breakfast. Harry, Ron and Hermione were all down, along with the rest of the family, minus Ginny.
"Where's Ginny?" Harry wondered out loud. Ron looked over suspiciously at Harry, but then Hermione answered, "When I got back from my shower, Ginny was still asleep. Maybe she's in the shower now."
"Oh." Harry answered. They continued to eat breakfast in peace, chatting contentedly. Ginny came down ten minutes later, Ginny came down, wearing denim trousers and a blue t-shirt. Harry, Hermione, and the Weasleys said goodmorning, and she sat down across from Harry and began to pile food onto her plate.
"Did you sleep alright?" Harry asked quietly. Ron, who was sitting next to Harry, looked over in shock and disbelief (he always jumps to conclusions).
"Yeah, I was fine. I only had one nightmare." Ginny answered, not noticing Ron's stare.
"Same here. I got to sleep about a half hour after we talked, and then only had one nightmare." Harry explained.
Just then Ron exploded. "What?! You talked?! Last night. Late. Harry, you asked if she 'slept alright'? What's going on?"
Ginny and Harry looked at Ron, then at eachother, then around the room. Everyone was staring at the three of them.
"What are you talking about?" Hermione asked, speaking for everyone.
"Um."Harry started.
"Exuse us." Ginny said, and grabbed Harry's hand dragging him out of the room.
"What?" Harry asked, once in the other room.
"Are we going to tell them?" Ginny asked urgently.
From the kitchen they heard Ron yell, "Tell us what?"
Ginny looked at Harry exasperatedly, waiting for his answer.
"About us being connected?" Harry questioned.
"Connected?!?" Ron screeched frantically.
Ginny nodded, and Harry said "I don't think we have much of a choice anymore."
"I guess. Alright." Harry answered.
They walked back in the kitchen into a scene of utter chaos. Ron and Hermione were exchanging frantic glances, Mrs. Weasley was talking to Mr. Weasley in worried tones, wringing her hands (the phrase "scarlet woman" could be discerned from her mumbling), Fred and George were rubbing their hands together, a wicked gleam in their eyes, and Percy was just sitting calmly, eating his breakfast.
When they were back in the kitchen, the room went silent. Harry and Ginny exchanged glances, and Ginny started talking.
"As you know, I get nightmares every once in a while. You also know that Harry does." Ginny started.
"Last night, I had a nightmare, so I went downstairs to the living room to think it over, and Ginny was already there." Harry continued. At this point, Ron was clutching the table, knuckles white, looking livid.
"Well, I had had a nightmare too. Harry and I started talking about it, and discovered that. well, we had had the same nightmare." Ginny said.
"It wasn't so unusual, until we worked out the other nightmares we had had over the summer, and how right after we both got to sleep, we had the same nightmare. Again." Harry explained.
"We talked it out, and realized, that we were somehow.we're connected, through our nightmares." Ginny told everyone.
"But, how? How is that possible?" Hermione asked, coming out of shock long enough to ask questions.
"Well, Ginny and I figure it was through Voldemort. (here the Weasleys, minus Ginny, flinched) I'm not sure how that happened though. Maybe since both of us came into contact so much with him." Harry answered.
"It's possible." Hermione said slowly.
"Yes. it could happen. And around here, the unlikely is a regular occurrence." Mr. Weasley added.
"So, that's it? Nothing's going on?" Ron questioned, almost worried.
"Yes." Ginny and Harry answered in unison.
"Ok." Was all Ron said.
"Are you going to do anything about it?" Mrs. Weasley asked, worried about the answer.
"What can we do?" Ginny questioned back.
"There's nothing we can do. So, we're going to keep going on as normal." Harry said.
Around the table there were nods and murmurs of agreement. Everyone went back to eating, with Ginny and Harry's connection in the back of their minds.
AN: Whew! This took a while to write, cause I had to do homework, and I had four tests to study for. So, I typed it over a period of two days. Basically, it was just a lot of descriptions because we only exposed Harry and Ginny's connection to the world (actually, just the Weasley family and Hermione). So, as always, let me know what you think!
