A/N: Oh My GOODNESS!!! Sooooooo sorry about that LONG wait!!! Vacays and summer just got a little hectic for me!!! Well, I am ecstatic to see that you guys are loving this story!!! Thank you sooooo much!!!
Harry Looked down on Sirius on the couch. Vernon had unleashed the demon inside him that he knew would come one day. Sirius had a damp towel to his neck, but it didn't hurt him too much.
"Sirius," Harry began, still thinking about what he was going to ask though.
"What my boy?"
"Just a couple questions I need cleared up," Sirius fixed his eyes on Harry. "Why didn't you die back there? And, if you're on the run, won't I have to go somewhere else?" [A/N: LOL, just to clear up some of my reviewers questions. Kinda ironic how I made it this way!!!] Harry demanded for an answer. Sirius rolled his eyes, knowing this would probably pop up. "I'll explain soon about the wound, Harry. But, you're right, about having to go somewhere else,"
"Wait, but……before….you said I could live with you," Harry glared painfully back at Sirius.
"I know I did, Harry, but that was before. I don't think I'd be able to keep you,"
"oh, right," Harry stepped backwards and sat in a vacant chair. His heart had sunk with disappointment. Why did Sirius promise one thing and within ten minutes say something against it? It just wasn't right.
* * *
Harry awoke with a start to a warm bed and the smell of peach cobbler filling his nose. He pulled the covers off himself and sat straight up in bed. He rubbed his eyes and searched for his glasses, ultimately found on the nightstand. He looked about the room. He knew whose room it was, but it seemed almost impossible that he'd be there. He knew he had fallen asleep at Sirius', how could he be in this house?
He got up and shrugged it off and quickly making the bed. He pulled on a t-shirt over his bare chest, his jeans over his boxers, and walked out of the room. The stairs creaked beneath him as he slowly walked down the steps. His still was weary eyed and tried adjusting to the light. His hair was a scraggily mess, but he still looked half-way decent. From the last step, he rounded his way into the kitchen.
A mess of pots and pans were working busily to cook and then clean themselves. The same old clock hung on the wall with all the pictures of the children and telling them where they were at that moment. The pictures still were hung on the walls and coats were draped over backs of chairs. He was home, well, at least in a place that really felt like one.
He stretched his arms out in front of him and yawned. His eyes shut tightly and when they opened back up, a girl was there. Not just any girl, the youngest child in the family…….
"Hello, Ginny," Harry said pleasantly.
"Hello, Harry! Have a nice rest? Ron wanted to talk with you last night, but he said you were too zonked out to even speak a word," Ginny smiled at him. She had grown a lot since their fourth year, well at least it seemed so. It occurred to him then that Ginny Weasley was actually…….cute. Her flaming red hair was actually quite tame, maybe even a little colored darker, and was pulled in a pony tail behind her head. Her eyes had been slightly touched up with a hint of eye liner, mascara, and even a little eye shadow.
"Yes, thank you. Where is Ron, by the way?"
"Oh, he's around. Say, Harry, I was just about to talk a walk. Hermione should be coming in by portkey and I was just about to head that way. Do you want to come? I'd ask Ron, but I think he's doing something with Fred and George. Told me to tell him when you were awake, but if we're lucky, we could probably sneak out before he comes in here," Ginny giggled slightly and took Harry by the hand. Maybe this walk with Ginny would do some good.
"Okay, Gin,"
The sun beat down on his black hair as he stepped into it. Ginny let go of his hand and walked alongside of him.
"Hermione says that she has something important to tell you and Ron. She didn't tell me what it was, but I suspect it something like she's head girl or something," Ginny bent down and picked up a flower, one that it nearly invisible to the muggle eye, but in a wizard garden, the most beautiful flower one could ever see.
"Yea, well, I have something I need to tell them too," Harry said, hoping that he hadn't started something where Ginny would want to know more about. You know, it was odd to Harry, Ginny usually was quite shy towards him, well, towards practically everybody. Now, she was quite open towards him. Harry was beginning to think that maybe he liked this new Ginny, not just like, maybe even fancy.
"What's it about? Will you tell me?" She picked at the flower as they turned onto a sidewalk.
"Nothing, Ginny. You're too young,"
"Too Young!" Ginny heatedly paused and threw her flower in the air. "I'm going into my fourth year and still people think I'm too young for everything!"
"I didn't mean to upset you, Ginny, it's just there are some things I can tell Ron and Hermione that they'd understand and you wouldn't," Harry bent down to where her flower had landed and picked it up. He looked her in the eyes, her big beautiful brown eyes, and returned it to her.
"Thank you," she whispered. She looked down at it and then back at Harry. "Sorry for snooping, just curious I guess,"
"It's alright, Ginny. I can understand," Harry looked at Ginny a bit, mesmerized by her new personality and looks, which was odd because still, she seemed like the same old Ginny. He wanted to kiss her then, but it was his best friend's sister, maybe he shouldn't. But, his hormones worked against him. He slowly began to lean in. Ginny closed her eyes and just as they were close enough to touch…..
"HARRY!! GINNY!!" Hermione called, as she ran towards them in her clunky clogs. Ginny and Harry abruptly pulled apart. Harry's face grew a wide smile. He, too, began to run and eventually they reached each other. Hermione swung her arms around his neck and kissed him on the cheek. "How are you doing?"
"Been better. You?"
"Great. What's wrong?" The two began to walk towards where Ginny stood, still picking at her flower.
"I'll explain later, but it deals with Sirius and something he won't explain to me,"
"Well, does it have to deal with the WADM?"
A/N: Well, that's it kiddies. For now anyways. So, I bet you're still confused. Well, don't worry, I'll explain later!! Sorry that this story so far is kinda jumpy, from once thing to another, but trust me, as this story moves along, it will soften out. Hmmmm, what do you think about Ginny and Harry?? Well, I think I mentioned everything I needed to.
Well, don't forget to read stories by my friend TANI and SATINE!!!! Please review!!! And thank you soooooooo much for those who did!!!
Harry Looked down on Sirius on the couch. Vernon had unleashed the demon inside him that he knew would come one day. Sirius had a damp towel to his neck, but it didn't hurt him too much.
"Sirius," Harry began, still thinking about what he was going to ask though.
"What my boy?"
"Just a couple questions I need cleared up," Sirius fixed his eyes on Harry. "Why didn't you die back there? And, if you're on the run, won't I have to go somewhere else?" [A/N: LOL, just to clear up some of my reviewers questions. Kinda ironic how I made it this way!!!] Harry demanded for an answer. Sirius rolled his eyes, knowing this would probably pop up. "I'll explain soon about the wound, Harry. But, you're right, about having to go somewhere else,"
"Wait, but……before….you said I could live with you," Harry glared painfully back at Sirius.
"I know I did, Harry, but that was before. I don't think I'd be able to keep you,"
"oh, right," Harry stepped backwards and sat in a vacant chair. His heart had sunk with disappointment. Why did Sirius promise one thing and within ten minutes say something against it? It just wasn't right.
* * *
Harry awoke with a start to a warm bed and the smell of peach cobbler filling his nose. He pulled the covers off himself and sat straight up in bed. He rubbed his eyes and searched for his glasses, ultimately found on the nightstand. He looked about the room. He knew whose room it was, but it seemed almost impossible that he'd be there. He knew he had fallen asleep at Sirius', how could he be in this house?
He got up and shrugged it off and quickly making the bed. He pulled on a t-shirt over his bare chest, his jeans over his boxers, and walked out of the room. The stairs creaked beneath him as he slowly walked down the steps. His still was weary eyed and tried adjusting to the light. His hair was a scraggily mess, but he still looked half-way decent. From the last step, he rounded his way into the kitchen.
A mess of pots and pans were working busily to cook and then clean themselves. The same old clock hung on the wall with all the pictures of the children and telling them where they were at that moment. The pictures still were hung on the walls and coats were draped over backs of chairs. He was home, well, at least in a place that really felt like one.
He stretched his arms out in front of him and yawned. His eyes shut tightly and when they opened back up, a girl was there. Not just any girl, the youngest child in the family…….
"Hello, Ginny," Harry said pleasantly.
"Hello, Harry! Have a nice rest? Ron wanted to talk with you last night, but he said you were too zonked out to even speak a word," Ginny smiled at him. She had grown a lot since their fourth year, well at least it seemed so. It occurred to him then that Ginny Weasley was actually…….cute. Her flaming red hair was actually quite tame, maybe even a little colored darker, and was pulled in a pony tail behind her head. Her eyes had been slightly touched up with a hint of eye liner, mascara, and even a little eye shadow.
"Yes, thank you. Where is Ron, by the way?"
"Oh, he's around. Say, Harry, I was just about to talk a walk. Hermione should be coming in by portkey and I was just about to head that way. Do you want to come? I'd ask Ron, but I think he's doing something with Fred and George. Told me to tell him when you were awake, but if we're lucky, we could probably sneak out before he comes in here," Ginny giggled slightly and took Harry by the hand. Maybe this walk with Ginny would do some good.
"Okay, Gin,"
The sun beat down on his black hair as he stepped into it. Ginny let go of his hand and walked alongside of him.
"Hermione says that she has something important to tell you and Ron. She didn't tell me what it was, but I suspect it something like she's head girl or something," Ginny bent down and picked up a flower, one that it nearly invisible to the muggle eye, but in a wizard garden, the most beautiful flower one could ever see.
"Yea, well, I have something I need to tell them too," Harry said, hoping that he hadn't started something where Ginny would want to know more about. You know, it was odd to Harry, Ginny usually was quite shy towards him, well, towards practically everybody. Now, she was quite open towards him. Harry was beginning to think that maybe he liked this new Ginny, not just like, maybe even fancy.
"What's it about? Will you tell me?" She picked at the flower as they turned onto a sidewalk.
"Nothing, Ginny. You're too young,"
"Too Young!" Ginny heatedly paused and threw her flower in the air. "I'm going into my fourth year and still people think I'm too young for everything!"
"I didn't mean to upset you, Ginny, it's just there are some things I can tell Ron and Hermione that they'd understand and you wouldn't," Harry bent down to where her flower had landed and picked it up. He looked her in the eyes, her big beautiful brown eyes, and returned it to her.
"Thank you," she whispered. She looked down at it and then back at Harry. "Sorry for snooping, just curious I guess,"
"It's alright, Ginny. I can understand," Harry looked at Ginny a bit, mesmerized by her new personality and looks, which was odd because still, she seemed like the same old Ginny. He wanted to kiss her then, but it was his best friend's sister, maybe he shouldn't. But, his hormones worked against him. He slowly began to lean in. Ginny closed her eyes and just as they were close enough to touch…..
"HARRY!! GINNY!!" Hermione called, as she ran towards them in her clunky clogs. Ginny and Harry abruptly pulled apart. Harry's face grew a wide smile. He, too, began to run and eventually they reached each other. Hermione swung her arms around his neck and kissed him on the cheek. "How are you doing?"
"Been better. You?"
"Great. What's wrong?" The two began to walk towards where Ginny stood, still picking at her flower.
"I'll explain later, but it deals with Sirius and something he won't explain to me,"
"Well, does it have to deal with the WADM?"
A/N: Well, that's it kiddies. For now anyways. So, I bet you're still confused. Well, don't worry, I'll explain later!! Sorry that this story so far is kinda jumpy, from once thing to another, but trust me, as this story moves along, it will soften out. Hmmmm, what do you think about Ginny and Harry?? Well, I think I mentioned everything I needed to.
Well, don't forget to read stories by my friend TANI and SATINE!!!! Please review!!! And thank you soooooooo much for those who did!!!