Chapter 7
Virginia???????
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Harry was racing to Gryffindor tower, where Hermione had said that she was going. Draco and Katie were close at his heels. He looked back behind them to be surprised by seeing genuine concern on Draco's face. Something has definitely changed inside him, Harry thought, He must've finally found the courage to defy his father.
"Hermione," Harry yelled. "Hermione, where are you?"
They didn't hear an answer, so they kept on running. They finally came to the portrait of the fat lady, dressed in her wonderfully extravagant pink silk dress.
"Password?" She said lazily.
"Have you seen Hermione? We heard her scream on her way here and we haven't found her on our way here," Harry paused for breath and bent over with a stitch in his side, after about a minute he straightened up again, but found that the fat lady had left her portrait.
"Where the hell did she go?" Harry wondered out loud to Draco, and Kate.
"While you bent over she disappeared extremely fast," Draco paused not wanting to tell Harry this, but he had to. "I know where she is."
"How, where? How do you know?" Harry asked urgently.
"Well when I was in our common room this morning I heard a group of 6th years saying that their parents, who were obviously death eaters, had told them about a crystal that four people were trying to get and that they had named the names, they said that they would have to erm.. Well.. kill them." Draco said, slightly hiccuping at the end.
"How come they didn't kill you right there then?" Harry asked with anger rising somewhere near his Adams apple. (If you have read the 5th book already then you will notice that J.K Rowling refers to his Adams apple 3 times.)
"Well, you see, as I told you in Dumbledore's office, My father told me to trick all of you and get the crystal. So that is what all of the death eaters are thinking, so they want me to be the only one that lives, I mean Harry think about it they can't kill you, Voldemort can't even kill you." At the mention of this Harry remembered the prophecy he had been told about the previous year, how one of them had to die, in the end. He couldn't think about this now. Hermione was in danger.
"Harry is there something wrong?" Kate asked, noticing how silent he went after mentioning Voldemort. "Does this silence have anything to do with your battle with Voldemort last year?"
"Er... no, let's just go find Hermione." At that moment the fat lady had come bustling back to her portrait, her hair a little messy, and her silk dress torn at the bottom.
"Oh dear, they've got her!" The fat lady said breathlessly.
"Who's got who?" Katie asked.
"In Dumbledore's office.. Hermione... Voldemort!" Said that fat lady, after saying this she then gracefully fainted in her portrait.
"What does she mean in Dumbledore's office? We were just in there!" Draco said.
"Well, lets not stand here. let's go back to Dumbledore's office!" Harry yelled already down the hall. I can't let anything happen to her, not again. Harry thought panicking.
They soon reached Dumbledore's office, but instead of the usual gargoyles who stood in front of it, two rather large Slytherin 7th years were there guarding the door.
Harry suddenly had an idea. If he ran quickly back to his dormitory and got his invisibility cloak, Draco could go and tell the Slytherins to go to another place, because they would trust him, while he and Katie went up the spiraling staircase. He told the others his plan and went running of to Gryffindor tower. He got back within two minutes, and pulled Katie into the shadows to put the cloak on. He poked Draco in the back to tell him to go to the entrance of Dumbledore's office. He started talking to the Slytherins and he started walking down the hall towards the dungeons, and the two boys followed him. Good Harry thought. They quickly moved to the stairs and went up them.
They came to the door, but halted before opening it, they again heard noises from inside, one of them he recognized as Sirius' great-great- grandfather Phineas Nigellus' voice. He was one of the many portraits of the past headmasters, and headmistress'. He was saying something about how Dumbledore would never approve.
Harry couldn't take the suspense he burst into the room, surprised to see Dumbledore sitting at his desk. A portrait burning on the floor right where Phineas' portrait had hung. Buy, when he looked at the burning portrait, he noticed that there was no one in it. He must've gone to his other portrait at Grimauld Place. Must not be fun, being in that house all alone with Kreacher.
He looked up into Dumbledore's eyes, not seeing the earlier twinkle, but a kind of maniacal grin, with a glint of fire in his eyes. This could not be Dumbledore.
"Where's Hermione?" Harry asked with a shaky voice.
"Well, Harry wouldn't you like to know?" Dumbledore said with a calm kind of snakish effect to his voice. Harry had to try this; he had to know if this was Dumbledore.
"sssssssaaaaaaaa ssssiiiitheresssssss asssinosssss ssssersssi?" Harry asked once more, but this time in parseltongue.
"Harry why are you talking to me in parseltongue? For you know very well, that I do not speak this language. Only you and the Dark Lord speak this tongue." Dumbledore said, the edges of his lips turning into a smile.
"You're not Dumbledore." Harry said under his breath. As he said these Dumbledore had crossed his office in two quick strides. He was now right in front of Harry, towering over him.
" sssssssiiisssseeesssss ssssssssollassssingssssssissssss!" Dumbledore said with a snap. And went over to Fawkes, and in a poof of fire they were gone.
"What was that all about?" Kate asked.
"That wasn't Dumbledore," Harry said.
"Well we gathered as much." Draco said with a slightly smirking.
"I wasn't finished." Harry said looking at Draco. "That was Voldemort."
"So what do we do now?" Asked Hermione, as she slowly got to her feet. Why was it always her that got into the trouble, Harry's the boy who lived, why can't fate mess with him? Hermione thought.
"We have to go to Snape." Harry said.
"What?" Hermione practically yelled. "Harry we can't go to Snape he'll fins some way to get us expelled!"
"Snape really isn't that bad." Said Draco.
"Yeah not if you're a Slytherin." Kate said.
"We have to get moving, let's go." Harry said while walking quickly out of Dumbledore's office, but stopped. If what I'm thinking is true. then where's the real Dumbledore? Oh no what if he's possessed. Well the answer to my question will determine what it is, because I know that that was not Dumbledore.
They walked to the other side of the large castle towards the Dungeons, but met Mcgonagall on the way. She didn't stop them, but she looked suspiciously at them as they passed. It was a bit strange seeing Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy working together. And going towards the dungeons no less. But she didn't want to waste energy on asking what they were doing for she already knew about the crystal. But, she was still unaware about the whole Dumbledore situation.
As they kept on walking. Hermione was having second thoughts about going to Snape. She wished that Harry would've told her what he was thinking. She had no clue as to what was going on with Dumbledore. Actually she was so deep in thought that she ran right into the dungeon door. They were here.
Harry pushed hard on the door as it opened, revealing a large dungeon with tables spread around the room. They could see Snape at the very head of the table, making a potion. Harry concluded that it was Lupin's Wolsbane potion. He was again back at Hogwarts teaching Defense against the Dark Arts. This made Snape in an even worse mood then he was usually in. And it didn't help being Harry Potter or Hermione Granger. For those were the two that he definitely did not like. Harry he hated because of how his father treated him in school. Hermione he hated, because she could make all of the potions, and knew the answers to all of his questions, which gave him no reason to take points away from Gryffindor, which put him in a bad mood at the sight of them.
Harry started to walk towards the front of the class. He was the only one that knew what he was going to ask.
Snape looked up at him.
"What do you want Potter." Putting his attention back on his potion now seeing that it was only Potter and no one special that he cared about. Or did he?
Snape still wasn't sure what to make of his relationship with Potter. He knew that on the outside he kept the evergoing story of how he utterly loathed Harry and all of his friends. But he could not forget what James had said to him the night before he died. He had called himself and Sirius over to his house to speak of what was to happen to Harry if anything ever happened to them. They knew that Voldemort was after them, and they didn't want Harry to be all alone.
They had already appointed Sirius as his Godfather, so Snape had no idea why they wanted him there. But, Sirius knew that he would not be with them much longer. People thought that he was a Death eater. They had their reasons. The whole history of his family was bad. All Slytherins. But, Sirius had definitely come out different. But the rest of the wizarding world didn't know him.
James had told them how special Harry was, and that he was ordinary boy, Voldemort was not going to defeat him. Snape scoffed at this remark. A little boy defeating the Dark Lord? It sounded completely ridiculous. But he listened to James however. James said that he was certain that Harry would be going to Hogwarts, and he knew that Snape taught there. He was hoping that Snape could maybe just watch over him, around the school and such. Snape had to think about this for a few minutes. Why would he help James, his archenemy? But, doing his request was also helping Lilly, and she was now begging Snape to do this for them. Lilly had always been kind to everyone, even if they weren't kind back. They weren't friends in school, yet they weren't enemies either. So he agreed to watch Harry. But that didn't mean he had to be nice to him. So he returned back to Hogwarts from the Potter's residence and went to sleep pondering whether Harry would be so arrogant. It didn't matter whether he was or not, he would keep Harry from being like his father. He talked down to him, during his whole life at Hogwarts, making a fool of him, making him be the recipient of all the ridicule just like he had been. But somehow Snap felt wrong about it. It was like doing to Harry what James had done to him. Harry really hadn't done anything to him.
"Professor? Are you all right?" Snape heard Hermione's voice ask.
"Of course. So why are you four here on a Saturday, surely you did not come to just say hi?" Snape said looking suspiciously at them.
"Well, professor, I had a question. About a potion." Harry said, pausing.
"Really Potter? Well out with it!" Snape said, still not moving his eyes up to the group of people.
"Well, the polyjuice potion, if someone is taking the polyjuice potion, will he still have any special powers of his own, while being the other person is being the person they want to be?" Harry asked slightly confused on what he was saying himself.
"Give me an example Potter." Snape said, now interested in what Harry had to say.
"Well, say if Voldemort were taking the polyjuice potion to be someone else, would he still be able to speak parseltongue?" Harry asked.
"Yes, that would be possible, but why so curious?" Snape asked.
"Because its true!" Hermione said, "We just saw Dumbledore, and he was speaking parseltongue to Harry!" She said.
"What?" Snape said now on his feet.
"You four need to go back to your dormitories, I'm going to go find Mcgonagall. Where is Voldemort now?" Snape asked.
"He went with his phoenix and disappeared in a puff of smoke." Kate said quickly.
And with that Snape ran off to find Mcgonagall, and Harry and the others went back to their dormitories.
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Harry and Hermione were sitting in the Gryffindor common room, staring into the fire. Hermione was resting her head on Harry's chest and he was resting his chin on her head.
"Harry?" Hermione said.
"Yes." Harry answered.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
Hermione brought her eyes to his level.
"Do you really love me?" Hermione asked.
Harry stared into her gorgeous chestnut brown eyes. His eyes traveled across her face and took in every detail. Her eyes, full of energy and caring, they astounded him sometimes, the emotions he could see in her eyes. Then his eyes fell upon her lips. They were a light pink. He put his fingers to her lips and traced them; they felt soft and smooth. He brought her face to his and they shared a short and sweet kiss full of emotion. They broke apart softly.
Hermione looked at him for a few minutes, and said that she had to start studying and went up to her room. Harry was left alone in the common room to ponder the kiss they had just shared. They had had a few before but this one felt different.
He slowly started to feel drowsy and went off to bed, on his way to the stairs, he noticed two people lying together sleeping, one was a red head. Ron and Parvati fell asleep on one of the couches in the far corner of the common room.
He quickly shook this off. He knew Ron had a girlfriend, so he kept on walking up the stairs to the boy's dormitories. He walked in to see that his other three roommates (not including Ron) were asleep, just as they should be. He changed from his uniform into his pj's, and crawled slowly into bed. He was starting to drift off when he heard tapping on the window.
He noticed right away that it was Hedwig. He got out of bed and went over and unlocked the window. The owl came in and held out her leg, where a piece of paper was tied. He took the letter off of her leg, and gave her a treat. He sat down at the desk by the window, and unfolded the letter. It was from Ginny.
Dearest Harry,
I saw you and Hermione in the common room tonight. Are you really in love with her? I'm just curious of course. But, keep in mind that there are other girls out there who love you, and have loved you since they first set eyes on you, just remember. I'm always here to talk to. And when you and Hermione are no more. I will be a shoulder to cry on, and I will be your friend, but maybe we will end up being more than what we are now. I love you Harry. Always remember that.
Love always,
Virginia Anne Weasley (Your future wife.)
Harry was staring at the letter. His mouth hanging open. Harry knew that Ginny had fancied him. But thought that she had stopped this obsession last year. Of course he could not deny that he had feelings for Ginny last year. He had almost matched her feelings, but then Hermione told him how she felt about him. And he realized that it was Hermione he wanted. Now he wasn't so sure.
He knew Ginny for losing control of her emotions and doing things that were very drastic. Harry just hoped that this would not lead Ginny to harming Hermione. I mean it must be serious. Virginia??????
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A/N: Well??? How did ya like it? Don't just think it. Tell me how you liked it. And duz anyone know ginny's middle name. I just said anne cuz it sounded good. Well. the next chapter will be up in a few days im already workling on it.. And im tryin to make these chapters longer. srry peeps who like long chapters. (Im on of them) pleeeez just have faith in me and I will deliver an entertaining fic! And could anyone suggest who I should have as the 2 main characters for this fic? Kk thanx., REVIEW!!!
~Brie~
Virginia???????
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Harry was racing to Gryffindor tower, where Hermione had said that she was going. Draco and Katie were close at his heels. He looked back behind them to be surprised by seeing genuine concern on Draco's face. Something has definitely changed inside him, Harry thought, He must've finally found the courage to defy his father.
"Hermione," Harry yelled. "Hermione, where are you?"
They didn't hear an answer, so they kept on running. They finally came to the portrait of the fat lady, dressed in her wonderfully extravagant pink silk dress.
"Password?" She said lazily.
"Have you seen Hermione? We heard her scream on her way here and we haven't found her on our way here," Harry paused for breath and bent over with a stitch in his side, after about a minute he straightened up again, but found that the fat lady had left her portrait.
"Where the hell did she go?" Harry wondered out loud to Draco, and Kate.
"While you bent over she disappeared extremely fast," Draco paused not wanting to tell Harry this, but he had to. "I know where she is."
"How, where? How do you know?" Harry asked urgently.
"Well when I was in our common room this morning I heard a group of 6th years saying that their parents, who were obviously death eaters, had told them about a crystal that four people were trying to get and that they had named the names, they said that they would have to erm.. Well.. kill them." Draco said, slightly hiccuping at the end.
"How come they didn't kill you right there then?" Harry asked with anger rising somewhere near his Adams apple. (If you have read the 5th book already then you will notice that J.K Rowling refers to his Adams apple 3 times.)
"Well, you see, as I told you in Dumbledore's office, My father told me to trick all of you and get the crystal. So that is what all of the death eaters are thinking, so they want me to be the only one that lives, I mean Harry think about it they can't kill you, Voldemort can't even kill you." At the mention of this Harry remembered the prophecy he had been told about the previous year, how one of them had to die, in the end. He couldn't think about this now. Hermione was in danger.
"Harry is there something wrong?" Kate asked, noticing how silent he went after mentioning Voldemort. "Does this silence have anything to do with your battle with Voldemort last year?"
"Er... no, let's just go find Hermione." At that moment the fat lady had come bustling back to her portrait, her hair a little messy, and her silk dress torn at the bottom.
"Oh dear, they've got her!" The fat lady said breathlessly.
"Who's got who?" Katie asked.
"In Dumbledore's office.. Hermione... Voldemort!" Said that fat lady, after saying this she then gracefully fainted in her portrait.
"What does she mean in Dumbledore's office? We were just in there!" Draco said.
"Well, lets not stand here. let's go back to Dumbledore's office!" Harry yelled already down the hall. I can't let anything happen to her, not again. Harry thought panicking.
They soon reached Dumbledore's office, but instead of the usual gargoyles who stood in front of it, two rather large Slytherin 7th years were there guarding the door.
Harry suddenly had an idea. If he ran quickly back to his dormitory and got his invisibility cloak, Draco could go and tell the Slytherins to go to another place, because they would trust him, while he and Katie went up the spiraling staircase. He told the others his plan and went running of to Gryffindor tower. He got back within two minutes, and pulled Katie into the shadows to put the cloak on. He poked Draco in the back to tell him to go to the entrance of Dumbledore's office. He started talking to the Slytherins and he started walking down the hall towards the dungeons, and the two boys followed him. Good Harry thought. They quickly moved to the stairs and went up them.
They came to the door, but halted before opening it, they again heard noises from inside, one of them he recognized as Sirius' great-great- grandfather Phineas Nigellus' voice. He was one of the many portraits of the past headmasters, and headmistress'. He was saying something about how Dumbledore would never approve.
Harry couldn't take the suspense he burst into the room, surprised to see Dumbledore sitting at his desk. A portrait burning on the floor right where Phineas' portrait had hung. Buy, when he looked at the burning portrait, he noticed that there was no one in it. He must've gone to his other portrait at Grimauld Place. Must not be fun, being in that house all alone with Kreacher.
He looked up into Dumbledore's eyes, not seeing the earlier twinkle, but a kind of maniacal grin, with a glint of fire in his eyes. This could not be Dumbledore.
"Where's Hermione?" Harry asked with a shaky voice.
"Well, Harry wouldn't you like to know?" Dumbledore said with a calm kind of snakish effect to his voice. Harry had to try this; he had to know if this was Dumbledore.
"sssssssaaaaaaaa ssssiiiitheresssssss asssinosssss ssssersssi?" Harry asked once more, but this time in parseltongue.
"Harry why are you talking to me in parseltongue? For you know very well, that I do not speak this language. Only you and the Dark Lord speak this tongue." Dumbledore said, the edges of his lips turning into a smile.
"You're not Dumbledore." Harry said under his breath. As he said these Dumbledore had crossed his office in two quick strides. He was now right in front of Harry, towering over him.
" sssssssiiisssseeesssss ssssssssollassssingssssssissssss!" Dumbledore said with a snap. And went over to Fawkes, and in a poof of fire they were gone.
"What was that all about?" Kate asked.
"That wasn't Dumbledore," Harry said.
"Well we gathered as much." Draco said with a slightly smirking.
"I wasn't finished." Harry said looking at Draco. "That was Voldemort."
"So what do we do now?" Asked Hermione, as she slowly got to her feet. Why was it always her that got into the trouble, Harry's the boy who lived, why can't fate mess with him? Hermione thought.
"We have to go to Snape." Harry said.
"What?" Hermione practically yelled. "Harry we can't go to Snape he'll fins some way to get us expelled!"
"Snape really isn't that bad." Said Draco.
"Yeah not if you're a Slytherin." Kate said.
"We have to get moving, let's go." Harry said while walking quickly out of Dumbledore's office, but stopped. If what I'm thinking is true. then where's the real Dumbledore? Oh no what if he's possessed. Well the answer to my question will determine what it is, because I know that that was not Dumbledore.
They walked to the other side of the large castle towards the Dungeons, but met Mcgonagall on the way. She didn't stop them, but she looked suspiciously at them as they passed. It was a bit strange seeing Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy working together. And going towards the dungeons no less. But she didn't want to waste energy on asking what they were doing for she already knew about the crystal. But, she was still unaware about the whole Dumbledore situation.
As they kept on walking. Hermione was having second thoughts about going to Snape. She wished that Harry would've told her what he was thinking. She had no clue as to what was going on with Dumbledore. Actually she was so deep in thought that she ran right into the dungeon door. They were here.
Harry pushed hard on the door as it opened, revealing a large dungeon with tables spread around the room. They could see Snape at the very head of the table, making a potion. Harry concluded that it was Lupin's Wolsbane potion. He was again back at Hogwarts teaching Defense against the Dark Arts. This made Snape in an even worse mood then he was usually in. And it didn't help being Harry Potter or Hermione Granger. For those were the two that he definitely did not like. Harry he hated because of how his father treated him in school. Hermione he hated, because she could make all of the potions, and knew the answers to all of his questions, which gave him no reason to take points away from Gryffindor, which put him in a bad mood at the sight of them.
Harry started to walk towards the front of the class. He was the only one that knew what he was going to ask.
Snape looked up at him.
"What do you want Potter." Putting his attention back on his potion now seeing that it was only Potter and no one special that he cared about. Or did he?
Snape still wasn't sure what to make of his relationship with Potter. He knew that on the outside he kept the evergoing story of how he utterly loathed Harry and all of his friends. But he could not forget what James had said to him the night before he died. He had called himself and Sirius over to his house to speak of what was to happen to Harry if anything ever happened to them. They knew that Voldemort was after them, and they didn't want Harry to be all alone.
They had already appointed Sirius as his Godfather, so Snape had no idea why they wanted him there. But, Sirius knew that he would not be with them much longer. People thought that he was a Death eater. They had their reasons. The whole history of his family was bad. All Slytherins. But, Sirius had definitely come out different. But the rest of the wizarding world didn't know him.
James had told them how special Harry was, and that he was ordinary boy, Voldemort was not going to defeat him. Snape scoffed at this remark. A little boy defeating the Dark Lord? It sounded completely ridiculous. But he listened to James however. James said that he was certain that Harry would be going to Hogwarts, and he knew that Snape taught there. He was hoping that Snape could maybe just watch over him, around the school and such. Snape had to think about this for a few minutes. Why would he help James, his archenemy? But, doing his request was also helping Lilly, and she was now begging Snape to do this for them. Lilly had always been kind to everyone, even if they weren't kind back. They weren't friends in school, yet they weren't enemies either. So he agreed to watch Harry. But that didn't mean he had to be nice to him. So he returned back to Hogwarts from the Potter's residence and went to sleep pondering whether Harry would be so arrogant. It didn't matter whether he was or not, he would keep Harry from being like his father. He talked down to him, during his whole life at Hogwarts, making a fool of him, making him be the recipient of all the ridicule just like he had been. But somehow Snap felt wrong about it. It was like doing to Harry what James had done to him. Harry really hadn't done anything to him.
"Professor? Are you all right?" Snape heard Hermione's voice ask.
"Of course. So why are you four here on a Saturday, surely you did not come to just say hi?" Snape said looking suspiciously at them.
"Well, professor, I had a question. About a potion." Harry said, pausing.
"Really Potter? Well out with it!" Snape said, still not moving his eyes up to the group of people.
"Well, the polyjuice potion, if someone is taking the polyjuice potion, will he still have any special powers of his own, while being the other person is being the person they want to be?" Harry asked slightly confused on what he was saying himself.
"Give me an example Potter." Snape said, now interested in what Harry had to say.
"Well, say if Voldemort were taking the polyjuice potion to be someone else, would he still be able to speak parseltongue?" Harry asked.
"Yes, that would be possible, but why so curious?" Snape asked.
"Because its true!" Hermione said, "We just saw Dumbledore, and he was speaking parseltongue to Harry!" She said.
"What?" Snape said now on his feet.
"You four need to go back to your dormitories, I'm going to go find Mcgonagall. Where is Voldemort now?" Snape asked.
"He went with his phoenix and disappeared in a puff of smoke." Kate said quickly.
And with that Snape ran off to find Mcgonagall, and Harry and the others went back to their dormitories.
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Harry and Hermione were sitting in the Gryffindor common room, staring into the fire. Hermione was resting her head on Harry's chest and he was resting his chin on her head.
"Harry?" Hermione said.
"Yes." Harry answered.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
Hermione brought her eyes to his level.
"Do you really love me?" Hermione asked.
Harry stared into her gorgeous chestnut brown eyes. His eyes traveled across her face and took in every detail. Her eyes, full of energy and caring, they astounded him sometimes, the emotions he could see in her eyes. Then his eyes fell upon her lips. They were a light pink. He put his fingers to her lips and traced them; they felt soft and smooth. He brought her face to his and they shared a short and sweet kiss full of emotion. They broke apart softly.
Hermione looked at him for a few minutes, and said that she had to start studying and went up to her room. Harry was left alone in the common room to ponder the kiss they had just shared. They had had a few before but this one felt different.
He slowly started to feel drowsy and went off to bed, on his way to the stairs, he noticed two people lying together sleeping, one was a red head. Ron and Parvati fell asleep on one of the couches in the far corner of the common room.
He quickly shook this off. He knew Ron had a girlfriend, so he kept on walking up the stairs to the boy's dormitories. He walked in to see that his other three roommates (not including Ron) were asleep, just as they should be. He changed from his uniform into his pj's, and crawled slowly into bed. He was starting to drift off when he heard tapping on the window.
He noticed right away that it was Hedwig. He got out of bed and went over and unlocked the window. The owl came in and held out her leg, where a piece of paper was tied. He took the letter off of her leg, and gave her a treat. He sat down at the desk by the window, and unfolded the letter. It was from Ginny.
Dearest Harry,
I saw you and Hermione in the common room tonight. Are you really in love with her? I'm just curious of course. But, keep in mind that there are other girls out there who love you, and have loved you since they first set eyes on you, just remember. I'm always here to talk to. And when you and Hermione are no more. I will be a shoulder to cry on, and I will be your friend, but maybe we will end up being more than what we are now. I love you Harry. Always remember that.
Love always,
Virginia Anne Weasley (Your future wife.)
Harry was staring at the letter. His mouth hanging open. Harry knew that Ginny had fancied him. But thought that she had stopped this obsession last year. Of course he could not deny that he had feelings for Ginny last year. He had almost matched her feelings, but then Hermione told him how she felt about him. And he realized that it was Hermione he wanted. Now he wasn't so sure.
He knew Ginny for losing control of her emotions and doing things that were very drastic. Harry just hoped that this would not lead Ginny to harming Hermione. I mean it must be serious. Virginia??????
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A/N: Well??? How did ya like it? Don't just think it. Tell me how you liked it. And duz anyone know ginny's middle name. I just said anne cuz it sounded good. Well. the next chapter will be up in a few days im already workling on it.. And im tryin to make these chapters longer. srry peeps who like long chapters. (Im on of them) pleeeez just have faith in me and I will deliver an entertaining fic! And could anyone suggest who I should have as the 2 main characters for this fic? Kk thanx., REVIEW!!!
~Brie~
