Disclaimer: Do not own HP and all that hoopla….
Ginny Weasley awoke with a start. It was happening again; the one thing that made Ginny different from any other witch. It was him. But this time, it seemed as if it was not her he was trying to possess, but someone else…but why did she know about it?
The sweat that had originally soaked her forehead was beginning to dry now. She would usually see the sun rise at this time at the burrow, but since number 12 was physically hidden, the only thing that could awaken her was either a nightmare or a cough from Kretcher, the house elf.
The dreams had been haunting her since the Triwizard Tournament one year ago in June. She hadn't told any one about the dreams she was having. She felt as if she wasn't important enough to be worried over.
'Harry needs more care than I do', she thought.
Harry. She could still see his face when he had ran past her in the department of mysteries. It was filled with anger, torment, and pure hatred. She had never seen Harry look the way he did before that night. His emerald eyes had become a deep forest green overshadowed with rage. And still when he looked as though he would kill, Ginny could still see the fearful little boy that she had fallen in love with.
'Oh God. Why did this come back to me again?'
Ginny had originally gotten over Harry the previous year, and even started dating. But it wasn't until that night that she realized her feeling had never gone away. They had just been hiding in the back of heart for the past year. And when she finally rediscovered them again, she realized her crush was gone, and now a profound love remained in its place. She mentally shook herself of the thought of love when her world was crashing down right before her eyes.
Her brother Percy, had become estranged to the family. Even when the ministry declared that You-know-who had indeed returned, he still thought the whole idea of the matter was plain rubbish. It was then that he left his position at the ministry and went to travel abroad. His decision to leave had of course had not gone over well with the rest of the family. She tried to block out the family argument of the century and focus on something else.
She thought of writing to Harry, but realized that it might be to painful. After all, he had his own grief to cope with, and she highly doubted he wanted to be pestered by his best friend's 15- year- old sister.
"GINNY! MOM WANTS YOU TO HELP HER CLEAN THE KITCHEN TODAY!", a disgruntled voice called.
'Oh Ron.'
Maybe something's still the same. Even if it is your prat of a brother.
Ginny Weasley awoke with a start. It was happening again; the one thing that made Ginny different from any other witch. It was him. But this time, it seemed as if it was not her he was trying to possess, but someone else…but why did she know about it?
The sweat that had originally soaked her forehead was beginning to dry now. She would usually see the sun rise at this time at the burrow, but since number 12 was physically hidden, the only thing that could awaken her was either a nightmare or a cough from Kretcher, the house elf.
The dreams had been haunting her since the Triwizard Tournament one year ago in June. She hadn't told any one about the dreams she was having. She felt as if she wasn't important enough to be worried over.
'Harry needs more care than I do', she thought.
Harry. She could still see his face when he had ran past her in the department of mysteries. It was filled with anger, torment, and pure hatred. She had never seen Harry look the way he did before that night. His emerald eyes had become a deep forest green overshadowed with rage. And still when he looked as though he would kill, Ginny could still see the fearful little boy that she had fallen in love with.
'Oh God. Why did this come back to me again?'
Ginny had originally gotten over Harry the previous year, and even started dating. But it wasn't until that night that she realized her feeling had never gone away. They had just been hiding in the back of heart for the past year. And when she finally rediscovered them again, she realized her crush was gone, and now a profound love remained in its place. She mentally shook herself of the thought of love when her world was crashing down right before her eyes.
Her brother Percy, had become estranged to the family. Even when the ministry declared that You-know-who had indeed returned, he still thought the whole idea of the matter was plain rubbish. It was then that he left his position at the ministry and went to travel abroad. His decision to leave had of course had not gone over well with the rest of the family. She tried to block out the family argument of the century and focus on something else.
She thought of writing to Harry, but realized that it might be to painful. After all, he had his own grief to cope with, and she highly doubted he wanted to be pestered by his best friend's 15- year- old sister.
"GINNY! MOM WANTS YOU TO HELP HER CLEAN THE KITCHEN TODAY!", a disgruntled voice called.
'Oh Ron.'
Maybe something's still the same. Even if it is your prat of a brother.