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A/N: I wanted this chapter, and chapter 5 to be one big one, but I decided at the end to keep you in suspense! 0_~
Last time on 'Midnight Quarrels', Chapter 3:
."Because... I-- I just can't Ginny," Harry spoke in a much softer tone. "It... it's not the same. I mean... I just... It's hard. Some people believe that I did cause Cedrics death. Sirius is dead, and that was my fault. And now, Seamus."
"The only people that believe it was your fault is you Harry!" Ginny turned back to him in a flash of lightning; more anger streaming on her face. "And even now you aren't even acting humane. I have had it Harry James Potter. That is final. Until you get your little snobby attitude out of your life," Ginny poked Harry hard on the chest. "I-"Poke. "Am-" Poke. "No-" Poke. "Longer-" Poke. "Your" Poke. "Friend."
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Ginny sulked up to her Dormitory. Why did he have to be so damn stubborn? She couldn't understand why he kept blaming himself for his Godfathers death. It's not like he was the one who killed him. Sirius died to protect him. He died because he loved him, and Harry couldn't get that through his thick skull.
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The next few weeks for Ginny were hard, and insufferable. Harry wouldn't look at her, and he kept to himself. Even Ron and Hermione couldn't get him to crack. Well, until the end of October, when the Gryffindors beat the Slytherins, 250 to zilch, without the Snitch.
Ginny, though, was still at the bottom of his 'Converse' list, as he on hers. The young girl thought that not having Harry talk to her was bad enough, until one Dinner.
"Students, could I please have your attention?" Headmaster Dumbledore stood up at the Teachers Table. All eyes turned on him.
"As you know, Christmas Break is coming fast. I thought that, so those who will go home may be able to, and attend the Christmas Dance this year--" He paused for giggles and moans from various students. "--that it will be held the day before you leave. Hogsmeade trips will be allowed only from the 15th til the day of the ball. So, be that as it may, please make sure all your things are packed, before you choose to attend. Sorry for the interruption. Continue as was." Dumbledore sat down as an eruption of conversations broke out among the tables.
"Well," Ginny could hear Ron speak haughtily. "I know who I'm taking with me." She saw him grip Hermione's hand, and her return a shy smile.
"Who are you taking Harry?" Neville asked.
"No one." He answered, solemnly. "I'm going solo."
Ginny could've swore that she saw him lok at her from the corner of his eye, but decided not to address it. When dinner was over, Ginny went up to her room, and rummaged for some extra coins. With luck, she managed to find 7 galleons. Keeping 5, she made up her mind she'd buy a lovely gown for three.
The next days went by without a hitch, but Ginny secretly awaited the day when she would venture out to Hogsmeade. When that day came, she headed straight to GladRags.
"I'm looking for something blue." She told the witch.
"Any particular price range?" She asked sweetly.
"Three galleons." Ginny replied, hoping that she'd have something in stock.
"Ah," the young witch said, her smile growing bigger. "I have just the thing for you, little lady. Follow me." Ginny made her way though racks of dresses, and robes, when the clerk witch stopped in front of a light blue dress. It was on a modeling mannequin, and looked very elegant. The sleeves were puffed up around the shoulder, and straightened out as they went down the arms. They stopped at a few inches above the wrist, and then flared out in the soft, silky material. The waist looked like a comfortable corset, and it was square cut below the neck. Gold trim was on the edges of the cut. Ginny could only gasp, and nod her head when the witch asked if she would care to try it on.
When Ginny stepped out of the dressing booth, she could not believe that the girl in the mirror was her. Blue fabric brought out her light green eyes, and contrasted elegantly with her Weasley hair. Ginny automatically agreed to buy the dress without a second thought.
As she went up to pay, the witch said that the dress came with shoes. for free. Ginny could not believe her ears. As she took her dress and shoes with her back to the castle, her thoughts about Harry disappeared completely.
A/N: I wanted this chapter, and chapter 5 to be one big one, but I decided at the end to keep you in suspense! 0_~
Last time on 'Midnight Quarrels', Chapter 3:
."Because... I-- I just can't Ginny," Harry spoke in a much softer tone. "It... it's not the same. I mean... I just... It's hard. Some people believe that I did cause Cedrics death. Sirius is dead, and that was my fault. And now, Seamus."
"The only people that believe it was your fault is you Harry!" Ginny turned back to him in a flash of lightning; more anger streaming on her face. "And even now you aren't even acting humane. I have had it Harry James Potter. That is final. Until you get your little snobby attitude out of your life," Ginny poked Harry hard on the chest. "I-"Poke. "Am-" Poke. "No-" Poke. "Longer-" Poke. "Your" Poke. "Friend."
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Ginny sulked up to her Dormitory. Why did he have to be so damn stubborn? She couldn't understand why he kept blaming himself for his Godfathers death. It's not like he was the one who killed him. Sirius died to protect him. He died because he loved him, and Harry couldn't get that through his thick skull.
~*~*~*~*~*~*
The next few weeks for Ginny were hard, and insufferable. Harry wouldn't look at her, and he kept to himself. Even Ron and Hermione couldn't get him to crack. Well, until the end of October, when the Gryffindors beat the Slytherins, 250 to zilch, without the Snitch.
Ginny, though, was still at the bottom of his 'Converse' list, as he on hers. The young girl thought that not having Harry talk to her was bad enough, until one Dinner.
"Students, could I please have your attention?" Headmaster Dumbledore stood up at the Teachers Table. All eyes turned on him.
"As you know, Christmas Break is coming fast. I thought that, so those who will go home may be able to, and attend the Christmas Dance this year--" He paused for giggles and moans from various students. "--that it will be held the day before you leave. Hogsmeade trips will be allowed only from the 15th til the day of the ball. So, be that as it may, please make sure all your things are packed, before you choose to attend. Sorry for the interruption. Continue as was." Dumbledore sat down as an eruption of conversations broke out among the tables.
"Well," Ginny could hear Ron speak haughtily. "I know who I'm taking with me." She saw him grip Hermione's hand, and her return a shy smile.
"Who are you taking Harry?" Neville asked.
"No one." He answered, solemnly. "I'm going solo."
Ginny could've swore that she saw him lok at her from the corner of his eye, but decided not to address it. When dinner was over, Ginny went up to her room, and rummaged for some extra coins. With luck, she managed to find 7 galleons. Keeping 5, she made up her mind she'd buy a lovely gown for three.
The next days went by without a hitch, but Ginny secretly awaited the day when she would venture out to Hogsmeade. When that day came, she headed straight to GladRags.
"I'm looking for something blue." She told the witch.
"Any particular price range?" She asked sweetly.
"Three galleons." Ginny replied, hoping that she'd have something in stock.
"Ah," the young witch said, her smile growing bigger. "I have just the thing for you, little lady. Follow me." Ginny made her way though racks of dresses, and robes, when the clerk witch stopped in front of a light blue dress. It was on a modeling mannequin, and looked very elegant. The sleeves were puffed up around the shoulder, and straightened out as they went down the arms. They stopped at a few inches above the wrist, and then flared out in the soft, silky material. The waist looked like a comfortable corset, and it was square cut below the neck. Gold trim was on the edges of the cut. Ginny could only gasp, and nod her head when the witch asked if she would care to try it on.
When Ginny stepped out of the dressing booth, she could not believe that the girl in the mirror was her. Blue fabric brought out her light green eyes, and contrasted elegantly with her Weasley hair. Ginny automatically agreed to buy the dress without a second thought.
As she went up to pay, the witch said that the dress came with shoes. for free. Ginny could not believe her ears. As she took her dress and shoes with her back to the castle, her thoughts about Harry disappeared completely.