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I know the first chapter was short, but more will come! Science fair this week and I barely have time to post.
Thanks for reading! TalleyAnne
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Chapter 2-Mum and the Feast
"Bye, kids, have a great year! Owl post me tonight! I love you! I'll miss you! Don't forget to write me!" called Molly Weasley out of the car window as Arthur pulled out of the lot.
Ron, Ginny and Harry waved with smiles on their faces. They steered their carts toward the platform hurriedly.
"THERE you are!" cried a voice from behind. They turned around and stared.
"I've been looking ALL over for you! WHERE have you been? The train leaves in 3 minutes! I told you to meet me here at 10:30! Oh, hallo, Ginny." This girl said all of this very fast as she dragged her heavy cart full of extra course books (as always) along with the required ones that Harry and Ron had in their carts. A rather large orange and white cat with large, glinting eyes was stalking along closely at the girl's heels. The initials on the girl's shiny black trunk read HG.
"Hermione?" said Ron puzzledly.
"What? Hurry up now, we're going to miss the train!"
"Wow! Hermione, you've changed!" he breathed.
"Translation-you look great and I love you," Ginny whispered slyly under her breath to Harry and they stifled giggles.
"Thank you," said Hermione sheepishly as they boarded the shiny steamengine, The Hogwarts Express. Under her longer black robes, her jeans and striped shirt clung perfectly to all of her "new" curves. Her flyaway curls were tamed in 2 long pigtail braids. She was wearing a hint of makeup, but just enough to accent her already beautiful features. She had gotten taller, but still small.
They boarded the train after her and found and empty compartment. Ginny ran of to sit with her 4th year friends, Jaclyn Schemer (Gryffindor), Mandela Diggory (Hufflepuff), and Laura and Lily Reynolds.
Soon after they settled in and told Hermione about their little scare, the rotund lady came by with the treat trolley. Ron got an enormous supply of Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans and the new treat, super sour charm suckers. (They had spells written on them, so for example, if you got a wingardium leviosa one, then you would float a few feet up off of the ground.) Harry bought the usual cauldron cakes and avocado foam drops. Hermione didn't know that they foamed in your mouth, and she had to hit Harry and Ron powerfully and they laughed when her mouth opened wide for loads of orange-coloured foam seeped out of her mouth (along with a few tears).
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"Hufflepuff!" roared the sorting hat as a nervous-looking girl hopped off the stool and nearly fainted of fright as she walked to join her house at their table.
"And lastly, Zimmerman, Anna." Prof. McGonagall placed the sorting hat on a girl with black hair who had transferred from Tzeitle Academy in Italy and was in her 6th year.
Hermione, Ron, and Harry sat hungrily through Anna's Sorting ("Ravenclaw!") and Dumbledore's start-of-term speech. When both were finally over, Ron, as a tradition, dug into the chicken drumsticks, and Ginny came over to talk to Hermione about what Arithmancy had been like (Ginny was going to take it this year).
"Any room for me?" Ginny asked Harry with a smile.
"Uh, sure!" said Harry nervously, scooting over closer to Neville as Ginny's warm presence sat down beside him.
But, as soon as she and Hermione had engaged themselves in Arithmancy, Dumbledore glided over in deep purple robes.
"Ronald, Miss Virginia, something has happened," he said.
Ginny looked across the table at Ron with confusion wrinkling her brow. Ron shrugged, mouthing, "Charlie probably got bit by a dragon. No worries." But Ron was clearly worried.
"May I see you in my office please? Dumbledore's face was expressionless, and his voice was unusually shaky.
Ginny looked at Hermione, then at Harry, his green eyes melting her heart full of reassurance. Ginny's eyes moved to Ron, and they both slowly stood up and followed Dumbledore out of the great hall and started the trek to his office, without a word spoken.
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When they went inside, Ginny and Ron sat upon the overstuffed couch, and Dumbledore stood facing them beside Fawkes.
"Now, do try to remain calm," he warned. He took a breath. "It happened this afternoon, on the way home from King's Cross. The new Anglia stopped dead on the Muggle Highway."
Ginny looked at Ron, who was fearfully ringing his hands.
"There was a line of fast-moving traffic behind them, and Arthur couldn't move the car. It was-hit."
Ginny froze and Ron grabbed her tiny, manicured hand.
"Your father is in the hospital, and-and we lost your mother around 1:30. I'm sincerely sorry."
Ron closed his eyes, as if he thought he was dreaming. Ginny stood up in disbelief.
"NO! No, no, no, no-NO!" she cried, picking up a large goblet and throwing it at a mirror, smashing the glass that reflected her horrified face. "No, she didn't-you let her die!" she screamed shrilly at the top of her lungs, making a leap at Dumbledore-Ron yanked her back powerfully, and she shook herself loose.
"Virginia, plea-" Dumbledore started and he laid her hand on her shoulder, but she threw it off. Ron ran to her again, but she pushed him away, bawling.
"Virginia, she was in a Muggle hospital, and I was not able to heal her! I am very, very sorry. If you would like to talk, teachers are available."
"I DON'T WANT A TEACHER! I WANT MY MUTHER!" Screeched Ginny. By now even Dumbledore's eyes were shiny, and his voice was cracking.
Ginny let out a small cry of pain, agony, and angst, burst into fresh tears, and flung open the heavy oak door, leaving Ron staring behind her, starting to realise what had happened.
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She didn't know how far she ran, but she ran past the great hall, and smack into a soft body who's arms grasped hers tightly.
"Ginny, what happened?" Cried a familiar voice, struggling to keep Ginny from collapsing.
Ginny didn't care who it was-she didn't even look up at him. She just buried her face in his chest, gripping his robes, and cried.
"Shhh," the boy cooed softly. "Shhh, calm down." The mystery boy stroked her red hair. Then he guided her into an empty classroom and sat her on his lap at the desk. Ginny cried a bit more, head on his shoulder, arms around his neck. She finally wiped her eyes and cheeks streaked with eye makeup. She looked up wearily into the greenest eyes, the same ones that had melted her heart for years-the eyes of Harry Potter.
"Oh, Harry," she whispered hoarsely.
"Its okay, baby, what happened?" he soothed.
Ginny sniffed and took a slow, shaky breath. Her eyes flickered around the room and stopped on Harry's hand on her arm. "My mum-mummy-my mum died and my father hut-carcrashohharry!" She burst into another fit of tears as she gripped him tight.
Harry's jaw dropped, eyes widened, and his chest tightened. His heart felt a pang of true sympathy for young Ginny. But, he thought, maybe this was his chance! Ginny might fall in love with him, right here right now! Oh, happy day-RON!
Harry cursed himself for forgetting about Ron. He looked down at Ginny. She had fallen asleep on his shoulder, a tear stuck on her eyelashes. Harry brushed it off and sighed. He slid his quidditch-toned arm under her back and another under her knees and stood up with her. He walked out the door and headed for the common room, looking for Ron down every corridour they passed.
Hope ya liked it-I love cliffhangers-oh and if you review me ill post them but I haven't got any but ones from friends!
Sianara and goodnite! Tal.