Disclaimer: The characters are none other than JK Rowlings.
A/N Sorry this one took a while, I'll try to be better!
*Harry's POV* (See told ya I would tell you if it changed)
I felt a gentle breeze tickle my face and grumbled something to Ron about shutting the window. Suddenly I realized that I hadn't dreamt about Sirius, for the first time that summer. Instead I had a wonderful dream about Ginny and me falling asleep under the stars. I felt something silky under my hand and realized it was hair. In my surprise, I sat straight up. So quickly that the young woman - I paused as I thought that, then decided that yes, Ginny was a young woman now, not a girl-- Was flung off of my chest.
"AHH!!! Harry!" She yelled, upset at being woke up in such a terrible way.
"Sorry." I grumbled my mind racing. Should I tell her what I thought? That I thought she was beautiful? That she was so much more strong and independent than I had thought before? That I was falling in love with her? That annoying little voice in my head told me not to, that it probably didn't mean anything to her.
"Don't be sorry, it was nice out here with you!"
SHE THOUGHT IT WAS NICE! Maybe I should tell her?
"Yeah I guess, Ron's lucky to have a sister like you." Her face, which had been radiant before, fell into a slight frown, and I saw tears in her eyes. "That was stupid Harry!" I thought to myself. "Now she thinks you just think of her as a sister." She nodded and said,
"Excuse me," before getting up and running towards the house. I just sat there on the blanket, ashamed of myself. How could I have done that to her? To make things worse, Ron was coming towards me.
"Harry, what did you do to my sister?" He sounded a little bit angry. Then again, I made her cry, so I deserved much worse.
"Er, I think I hurt her feelings a bit."
"What did you say?"
"Something about her being your sister, she probably thinks that I think of her as a sister now." Ron rolled his eyes at me, then looked like he wanted to say something and changed his mind. Then, looking extremely uncomfortable, he asked
"So, do you like her?"
"No!" He could tell I was lying, then I realized that he may be offended, since she was his sister, "I mean yes." Wait, that wouldn't work, he would be all protective of her and hate me. "I don't know!"
Ron gave me a look that said quite clearly that he thought I was hopeless. Then he said,
"Well, I'm no expert at this stuff, but I suppose you should talk to her."
Talk to her? After I made her cry? Uhhh no!
"Can't you do it for me?" He gave me another exasperated look; he seemed to be working on that. "Fine! I'll talk to her." I got up and walked inside, leaving Ron to get the blanket. I wasn't feeling real friendly toward him at the moment.
*Ginny's POV*
I raced into my room. I wasn't sure what I was feeling. At first I had been angry at how stupid Harry was. Then I felt sad, about the fact that I could never have him. Now a feeling of loneliness came crashing down on me. I was also a little embarrassed; it would be so obvious now that I still loved him. To make things even worse, I had seen Ron go out to talk to him.
I fiddled with my necklace. I t looked plain enough, just a silver chain with little emeralds in it. There was one ruby too, in the center, but that was only to be used in an emergency. The twins had bought it for me with some of Harry's tri wizard money. I pressed the emerald second from the right. They had told me that when I did that, they would know I needed them. Well I sure needed someone now, and they seemed like the best choice.
A little sob escaped me, and I heard a crack! I was thinking how strange it was that my crying was making cracking noises, when I heard a knock on the door.
"Gin? Are you in there?" A soft voice asked. It was Fred; I could tell their voices apart, his always sounded a bit lazier than George's. I heard another dim crack and knew George was now here too. I got up and opened the door, only to be wrapped up in one of Fred's bear hugs. George sounded startled,
"You're crying Gin, what's wrong?" I told them all about Harry, and what he had said. They were giving each other looks over my head so I finished with,
"You probably think that this is stupid, and I'm sure that this isn't the reason why you gave me the necklace. But I would have gone crazy if I couldn't have told someone."
Fred only shook his head at George, and said,
"Listen Gin, you're important to us. Nothing that's important to you is stupid. Ok?" I nodded my head, that meant a lot. "Now, we're going to go have a talk with Mr. Potter. We love you gin!" and with that they dissaperated.
Weeks went by, and Harry has talked to me, a little. He seems pretty embarrassed whenever he does, so I try to avoid him. I feel bad for him, kind of. Fred and George seem to be testing their products on him. One morning he came downstairs with elephant ears, the twins are working on something to transfigure you into animals. Like the canary creams, except you turn into the size of the animal too. It didn't work to well on Harry, which is good, because I can't imagine an elephant fitting in Ron's room.
A/N: Ok, I ran out of ideas for the summer. So, let's assume right now that we have fast forwarded it's a week before school starts. They are staying at the leaky cauldron, because Fred and George accidentally set something off in the house that made it smell like an apothecary. The smell won't go away. Hermione is with them. Harry, Ron and Hermione have gotten their O.W.L's back. Harry and Ron did alright, well enough to take the N.E.W.T. classes in everything they need to become aurors. Hermione got O's in everything.
I woke up to my alarm clock yelling at me,
"Wake up Ginny, your gorgeous enough! No more beauty sleep!" I have always thought that if my alarm clock was a person. It would be one of those guys that always get things thrown at him for saying corny things.
"Shut up, I'm up."
"Whatever you say babe!" Hermione walked into the room,
"I got up early, had to review a bit of last years essays so I don't forget." I yawned and nodded. She continued, "Hey, Ginny, if you need help this year, I could tutor you for O.W.L.s." I nodded, to tired to argue with her.
After showering, getting dressed, and doing my hair and makeup, I set off for breakfast. I had a cinnamon roll, and finished before everyone else so I could run to visit Fred and George.
When I got to Weasleys Wizarding Wheezes the first person I spotted who I knew was Dean Thomas. He was looking at the extendable ears curiously. Last year I said that I liked Dean, but it was just to make Ron mad, me and Dean are buddies. We had both developed an interest in being chasers, and have helped each other practice. I decided to sneak up on him. I tip toed up behind him, and poked him in the sides.
"AHHHH! What?-who?- HEY GINNY!" He sounded pretty excited to see me so I gave him a quick hug.
"What are you doing?" I asked. He laughed then said,
"I was trying to figure out a way to get me mum to buy me some of these" He gestured to the extendable ears. "She only wants to get me educational things though, so I was thinking I would tell her that we were studying them or something." I giggled at this explanation. Then his face got serious, "so what do you think of the news?" I was confused,
"What news?"
"You haven't heard? It was all over the Dailey prophet, some nutters claim that they saw death eaters in ollivianders. Only turns out maybe they weren't nutters, because Mr. Oliviander turned up dead a few days ago, and whenever anyone touches a wand that is in that store they shriek things like, 'You Know Who's coming here!' or 'leave Diagon alley!'" Suddenly I remembered how mom was squashing away all of the newspapers in the leaky cauldron, and not letting us talk to anyone. She is so overprotective.
"Wow, that's kind of scary! Do you think they'll come back?" He never got the chance to answer though, because at that moment, Fred, George, Ron, Hermione, and Harry came over, all shouting greetings to Dean and Me. Ron looked at me, and then said
"Gin, you'll never believe what Fred and George just told us-" I cut him off.
"Something about death eaters and Oliviander's?" Ron looked startled
"Yeah, did Dean tell you? I can't believe mum didn't tell us!" I nodded; I was upset about that too.
"Well, I'm off to try and convince mum to buy these for me." We waved goodbye to Dean as he left to find her.
"So Gin, would you guys like too see some of our-" George started. What he wanted to show us though, we'll never know, because suddenly I felt a pulling sensation behind my navel, everything went kind of grey and foggy. I heard screaming around me and saw that everyone was disappearing, as though they were all on different Portkeys. Then I saw a cloaked and masked figure. All I could make out was fiery red long hair, before the death eater pulled on her hood.
In the midst of it all I found myself thinking that Voldemort had apparently been getting new recruits, because I don't think he had any red headed woman death eaters before.
That had taken about a millisecond to happen, and I found myself reaching for whatever I could, hoping to grab onto something and have a miracle happen, so I didn't get taken away. Instead I felt muscular arms snake around me, and pull me into their body. I immediately knew it was a death eater, so I fought with all I was worth, but I felt myself being taken somewhere as though on a portkey anyway.
It was odd, not like most Portkey trips are. Whoever had me from behind was almost pulled away several times. It felt like I was being drawn like a magnet in one direction, but whoever had me was being pulled in the opposite. It wasn't very pleasant.
However it was all over almost before it began and I found myself on the edge of a cliff, almost falling over it, but being held up by someone else. Once I regained my balance I turned to whoever was behind me, while drawing my wand at the same time.
"Let me go, you good for noth-" but I stopped when I saw who it was. I was on a cliff, in who knows where, with none other than Harry Potter.
A/N: Ok, boring chapter, sorry. It was important though, like setting up the plot. Please review, once I get a few, I'll post the next chapter.
A/N Sorry this one took a while, I'll try to be better!
*Harry's POV* (See told ya I would tell you if it changed)
I felt a gentle breeze tickle my face and grumbled something to Ron about shutting the window. Suddenly I realized that I hadn't dreamt about Sirius, for the first time that summer. Instead I had a wonderful dream about Ginny and me falling asleep under the stars. I felt something silky under my hand and realized it was hair. In my surprise, I sat straight up. So quickly that the young woman - I paused as I thought that, then decided that yes, Ginny was a young woman now, not a girl-- Was flung off of my chest.
"AHH!!! Harry!" She yelled, upset at being woke up in such a terrible way.
"Sorry." I grumbled my mind racing. Should I tell her what I thought? That I thought she was beautiful? That she was so much more strong and independent than I had thought before? That I was falling in love with her? That annoying little voice in my head told me not to, that it probably didn't mean anything to her.
"Don't be sorry, it was nice out here with you!"
SHE THOUGHT IT WAS NICE! Maybe I should tell her?
"Yeah I guess, Ron's lucky to have a sister like you." Her face, which had been radiant before, fell into a slight frown, and I saw tears in her eyes. "That was stupid Harry!" I thought to myself. "Now she thinks you just think of her as a sister." She nodded and said,
"Excuse me," before getting up and running towards the house. I just sat there on the blanket, ashamed of myself. How could I have done that to her? To make things worse, Ron was coming towards me.
"Harry, what did you do to my sister?" He sounded a little bit angry. Then again, I made her cry, so I deserved much worse.
"Er, I think I hurt her feelings a bit."
"What did you say?"
"Something about her being your sister, she probably thinks that I think of her as a sister now." Ron rolled his eyes at me, then looked like he wanted to say something and changed his mind. Then, looking extremely uncomfortable, he asked
"So, do you like her?"
"No!" He could tell I was lying, then I realized that he may be offended, since she was his sister, "I mean yes." Wait, that wouldn't work, he would be all protective of her and hate me. "I don't know!"
Ron gave me a look that said quite clearly that he thought I was hopeless. Then he said,
"Well, I'm no expert at this stuff, but I suppose you should talk to her."
Talk to her? After I made her cry? Uhhh no!
"Can't you do it for me?" He gave me another exasperated look; he seemed to be working on that. "Fine! I'll talk to her." I got up and walked inside, leaving Ron to get the blanket. I wasn't feeling real friendly toward him at the moment.
*Ginny's POV*
I raced into my room. I wasn't sure what I was feeling. At first I had been angry at how stupid Harry was. Then I felt sad, about the fact that I could never have him. Now a feeling of loneliness came crashing down on me. I was also a little embarrassed; it would be so obvious now that I still loved him. To make things even worse, I had seen Ron go out to talk to him.
I fiddled with my necklace. I t looked plain enough, just a silver chain with little emeralds in it. There was one ruby too, in the center, but that was only to be used in an emergency. The twins had bought it for me with some of Harry's tri wizard money. I pressed the emerald second from the right. They had told me that when I did that, they would know I needed them. Well I sure needed someone now, and they seemed like the best choice.
A little sob escaped me, and I heard a crack! I was thinking how strange it was that my crying was making cracking noises, when I heard a knock on the door.
"Gin? Are you in there?" A soft voice asked. It was Fred; I could tell their voices apart, his always sounded a bit lazier than George's. I heard another dim crack and knew George was now here too. I got up and opened the door, only to be wrapped up in one of Fred's bear hugs. George sounded startled,
"You're crying Gin, what's wrong?" I told them all about Harry, and what he had said. They were giving each other looks over my head so I finished with,
"You probably think that this is stupid, and I'm sure that this isn't the reason why you gave me the necklace. But I would have gone crazy if I couldn't have told someone."
Fred only shook his head at George, and said,
"Listen Gin, you're important to us. Nothing that's important to you is stupid. Ok?" I nodded my head, that meant a lot. "Now, we're going to go have a talk with Mr. Potter. We love you gin!" and with that they dissaperated.
Weeks went by, and Harry has talked to me, a little. He seems pretty embarrassed whenever he does, so I try to avoid him. I feel bad for him, kind of. Fred and George seem to be testing their products on him. One morning he came downstairs with elephant ears, the twins are working on something to transfigure you into animals. Like the canary creams, except you turn into the size of the animal too. It didn't work to well on Harry, which is good, because I can't imagine an elephant fitting in Ron's room.
A/N: Ok, I ran out of ideas for the summer. So, let's assume right now that we have fast forwarded it's a week before school starts. They are staying at the leaky cauldron, because Fred and George accidentally set something off in the house that made it smell like an apothecary. The smell won't go away. Hermione is with them. Harry, Ron and Hermione have gotten their O.W.L's back. Harry and Ron did alright, well enough to take the N.E.W.T. classes in everything they need to become aurors. Hermione got O's in everything.
I woke up to my alarm clock yelling at me,
"Wake up Ginny, your gorgeous enough! No more beauty sleep!" I have always thought that if my alarm clock was a person. It would be one of those guys that always get things thrown at him for saying corny things.
"Shut up, I'm up."
"Whatever you say babe!" Hermione walked into the room,
"I got up early, had to review a bit of last years essays so I don't forget." I yawned and nodded. She continued, "Hey, Ginny, if you need help this year, I could tutor you for O.W.L.s." I nodded, to tired to argue with her.
After showering, getting dressed, and doing my hair and makeup, I set off for breakfast. I had a cinnamon roll, and finished before everyone else so I could run to visit Fred and George.
When I got to Weasleys Wizarding Wheezes the first person I spotted who I knew was Dean Thomas. He was looking at the extendable ears curiously. Last year I said that I liked Dean, but it was just to make Ron mad, me and Dean are buddies. We had both developed an interest in being chasers, and have helped each other practice. I decided to sneak up on him. I tip toed up behind him, and poked him in the sides.
"AHHHH! What?-who?- HEY GINNY!" He sounded pretty excited to see me so I gave him a quick hug.
"What are you doing?" I asked. He laughed then said,
"I was trying to figure out a way to get me mum to buy me some of these" He gestured to the extendable ears. "She only wants to get me educational things though, so I was thinking I would tell her that we were studying them or something." I giggled at this explanation. Then his face got serious, "so what do you think of the news?" I was confused,
"What news?"
"You haven't heard? It was all over the Dailey prophet, some nutters claim that they saw death eaters in ollivianders. Only turns out maybe they weren't nutters, because Mr. Oliviander turned up dead a few days ago, and whenever anyone touches a wand that is in that store they shriek things like, 'You Know Who's coming here!' or 'leave Diagon alley!'" Suddenly I remembered how mom was squashing away all of the newspapers in the leaky cauldron, and not letting us talk to anyone. She is so overprotective.
"Wow, that's kind of scary! Do you think they'll come back?" He never got the chance to answer though, because at that moment, Fred, George, Ron, Hermione, and Harry came over, all shouting greetings to Dean and Me. Ron looked at me, and then said
"Gin, you'll never believe what Fred and George just told us-" I cut him off.
"Something about death eaters and Oliviander's?" Ron looked startled
"Yeah, did Dean tell you? I can't believe mum didn't tell us!" I nodded; I was upset about that too.
"Well, I'm off to try and convince mum to buy these for me." We waved goodbye to Dean as he left to find her.
"So Gin, would you guys like too see some of our-" George started. What he wanted to show us though, we'll never know, because suddenly I felt a pulling sensation behind my navel, everything went kind of grey and foggy. I heard screaming around me and saw that everyone was disappearing, as though they were all on different Portkeys. Then I saw a cloaked and masked figure. All I could make out was fiery red long hair, before the death eater pulled on her hood.
In the midst of it all I found myself thinking that Voldemort had apparently been getting new recruits, because I don't think he had any red headed woman death eaters before.
That had taken about a millisecond to happen, and I found myself reaching for whatever I could, hoping to grab onto something and have a miracle happen, so I didn't get taken away. Instead I felt muscular arms snake around me, and pull me into their body. I immediately knew it was a death eater, so I fought with all I was worth, but I felt myself being taken somewhere as though on a portkey anyway.
It was odd, not like most Portkey trips are. Whoever had me from behind was almost pulled away several times. It felt like I was being drawn like a magnet in one direction, but whoever had me was being pulled in the opposite. It wasn't very pleasant.
However it was all over almost before it began and I found myself on the edge of a cliff, almost falling over it, but being held up by someone else. Once I regained my balance I turned to whoever was behind me, while drawing my wand at the same time.
"Let me go, you good for noth-" but I stopped when I saw who it was. I was on a cliff, in who knows where, with none other than Harry Potter.
A/N: Ok, boring chapter, sorry. It was important though, like setting up the plot. Please review, once I get a few, I'll post the next chapter.
