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Hold You Until I Die
Chapter five: Never Walk in Anyone's Shadows
Ginny got up early to pack the next day. She had shrugged it off for a long time, but, since this was the day that school started, she needed to do it. As she placed her school robes into her large trunk, she found Voldemort's necklace sitting on top of her clothes. She tossed it away and continued to pack. Ginny had decided not to let that necklace bother her. It was apparent that it would continue to appear in odd places until she wore it again, so she would just ignore it. It was getting really hard to ignore. Everytime she turned around, Ginny found the necklace at the top of her trunk.
Once she was packed and all ready for school, Ginny threw the necklace away once more and went down stairs, dragging her trunk along. Mrs. Weasley was in the kitchen making a quick lunch. Mr. Weasley was outside enchanting the car for more convenience. Ginny was surprised to see that Ron and Harry had not come down stairs yet.
"Mum, where's Ron?" Ginny asked casually, leaving her trunk in the living room.
"I do believe he and Harry had a late night last night," Mrs. Weasley explained over her sauce pan of porridge. "They might not be up for a bit."
"What's for breakfast?" Ron muttered as he scuffled into the kitchen. He looked like the living dead with the circles around his eyes and with his slouching.
"Something the matter, Ron?" Ginny asked.
"Harry wouldn't let me sleep," Ron groaned, dropping into a chair at the kitchen table. "He woke me up every time he woke up."
"Why'd he keep waking up?" Mrs. Weasley queried, worriedly. "I could have brewed him some slumber potion if he was having trouble sleeping."
"No," Ron murmured. "He kept saying he wasn't dreaming what he wanted. Whatever that means. He refused to come down with me. He said he still had time to try to sleep."
Ginny felt a shiver move up her arms. She shouldn't have gone, even if it was just once. Because of it, Harry was suffering. Ginny did get a certain amount of joy out of the idea of him being infatuated with her, though. Still, she shouldn't have gone.
"I do believe Harry is going mental," Ron said, looking hungerly at the porridge Mr. Weasley just served him.
Ginny barely poked at her porridge.
"Ready!" Mr. Weasley shouted from the front yard. "C'mon all!"
"Go get Harry," Mrs. Weasley ordered Ron, taking his bowl away.
"But, Mum," Ron whined. "My breakfast!"
"Go now!" Mrs. Weasley commanded.
Ron picked himself off the chair and ran up to his room.
"I'll put my trunk in the car," Ginny said, getting up from the table.
She grabbed her trunk handle and headed to the car. Mr. Weasley packed it into the back of the car while Ginny climbed into the back seat and waited. In moments, Harry and Ron packed themselves into the back seat with Ginny. Harry was still tucking in his oversized shirt and Ron had drifted off as Mr. Weasley drove the car from the driveway.
Ginny wanted to ask Harry about his dream, but she knew it would make both of them uncomfortable. It would just make her wish she had gone back and it would depress poor Harry. So, Ginny just left it alone and stared out the car window.
By the time they got to King's Cross Station, Harry was also asleep. Ginny liked to watch him sleep. He looked so peaceful.
When the car stopped, jerking Ron and Harry awake. Harry stretched his back and then followed Ron out of the car. Ginny pushed open her car door and got out. Mr. Weasley unpacked all the trunks. Each grabbed their own and proceeded to Platforms nine and ten. They passed through the barrier and entered Platform nine and three-quarters.
"Don't get into trouble," Mrs. Weasley warned, tenderly hugging Ginny and Ron.
"Oh, Mum," Ron whined. "People are watching."
Mrs. Weasley went and hugged Harry too.
"Have a good year, kids," Mrs. Weasley said, waving to them as the three rushed off toward the train.
"Coming in our car?" Harry asked Ginny as they traveled through the corridor on the train.
"I suppose so," Ginny said, smiling weakly.
"Seen Hermione at all, Ron?" Harry asked, turning into an empty compartment and putting up his trunk.
"Just once around July," Ron muttered, sitting down. "Saw her at the dragon festival in Ilfracombe. It was the sixty-fourth annual anniversary since the dragon attack on that area."
"They have a festival celebrating an attack?" Harry asked, looking perplexed.
"The anniversary of an attack," Ron corrected.
The train started moving.
"About Hermione," Harry reminded.
"Yes, I saw her there," Ron told him. "We talked some before her parents started wigging out when they started the parade of dragons."
"I'd be a little freaked myself," Harry admitted.
"Anyway," Ron went on, "You should have seen Hermione. She sure looks good."
"Talking about me?"
Ron, Harry and Ginny looked around at Hermione. She looked different. Her hair was waist- length with blonde highlights. She was quite tall, dressed fashionably with a brilliant tan. Ginny envied the effect it had on Harry. She wished he would kindly get his chin off the floor.
"'Mione, you look-" Harry began, but didn't continue.
Hermione didn't seem to mind. She just sat herself beside Ginny.
"Ready for Hogwarts?" Hermione asked, eyeing Ron flirtatiously.
As the conversation proceeded, Ginny felt quite invisible. Harry and Ron's full attentions were on Hermione and she was eating it up. They acted like Ginny wasn't even there. This made her angry, jealous, and severely depressed.
Suddenly, Ginny glimpsed Voldemort's necklace sticking out of her trunk.
A/N: Had to put some Ron and Hermione in there. Did anyone else think that part on the Harry Potter 2 movie was, like, so obvious. You know, when Ron and Hermione were all awkward at the end about not hugging. It was the funniest thing ever.
Hold You Until I Die
Chapter five: Never Walk in Anyone's Shadows
Ginny got up early to pack the next day. She had shrugged it off for a long time, but, since this was the day that school started, she needed to do it. As she placed her school robes into her large trunk, she found Voldemort's necklace sitting on top of her clothes. She tossed it away and continued to pack. Ginny had decided not to let that necklace bother her. It was apparent that it would continue to appear in odd places until she wore it again, so she would just ignore it. It was getting really hard to ignore. Everytime she turned around, Ginny found the necklace at the top of her trunk.
Once she was packed and all ready for school, Ginny threw the necklace away once more and went down stairs, dragging her trunk along. Mrs. Weasley was in the kitchen making a quick lunch. Mr. Weasley was outside enchanting the car for more convenience. Ginny was surprised to see that Ron and Harry had not come down stairs yet.
"Mum, where's Ron?" Ginny asked casually, leaving her trunk in the living room.
"I do believe he and Harry had a late night last night," Mrs. Weasley explained over her sauce pan of porridge. "They might not be up for a bit."
"What's for breakfast?" Ron muttered as he scuffled into the kitchen. He looked like the living dead with the circles around his eyes and with his slouching.
"Something the matter, Ron?" Ginny asked.
"Harry wouldn't let me sleep," Ron groaned, dropping into a chair at the kitchen table. "He woke me up every time he woke up."
"Why'd he keep waking up?" Mrs. Weasley queried, worriedly. "I could have brewed him some slumber potion if he was having trouble sleeping."
"No," Ron murmured. "He kept saying he wasn't dreaming what he wanted. Whatever that means. He refused to come down with me. He said he still had time to try to sleep."
Ginny felt a shiver move up her arms. She shouldn't have gone, even if it was just once. Because of it, Harry was suffering. Ginny did get a certain amount of joy out of the idea of him being infatuated with her, though. Still, she shouldn't have gone.
"I do believe Harry is going mental," Ron said, looking hungerly at the porridge Mr. Weasley just served him.
Ginny barely poked at her porridge.
"Ready!" Mr. Weasley shouted from the front yard. "C'mon all!"
"Go get Harry," Mrs. Weasley ordered Ron, taking his bowl away.
"But, Mum," Ron whined. "My breakfast!"
"Go now!" Mrs. Weasley commanded.
Ron picked himself off the chair and ran up to his room.
"I'll put my trunk in the car," Ginny said, getting up from the table.
She grabbed her trunk handle and headed to the car. Mr. Weasley packed it into the back of the car while Ginny climbed into the back seat and waited. In moments, Harry and Ron packed themselves into the back seat with Ginny. Harry was still tucking in his oversized shirt and Ron had drifted off as Mr. Weasley drove the car from the driveway.
Ginny wanted to ask Harry about his dream, but she knew it would make both of them uncomfortable. It would just make her wish she had gone back and it would depress poor Harry. So, Ginny just left it alone and stared out the car window.
By the time they got to King's Cross Station, Harry was also asleep. Ginny liked to watch him sleep. He looked so peaceful.
When the car stopped, jerking Ron and Harry awake. Harry stretched his back and then followed Ron out of the car. Ginny pushed open her car door and got out. Mr. Weasley unpacked all the trunks. Each grabbed their own and proceeded to Platforms nine and ten. They passed through the barrier and entered Platform nine and three-quarters.
"Don't get into trouble," Mrs. Weasley warned, tenderly hugging Ginny and Ron.
"Oh, Mum," Ron whined. "People are watching."
Mrs. Weasley went and hugged Harry too.
"Have a good year, kids," Mrs. Weasley said, waving to them as the three rushed off toward the train.
"Coming in our car?" Harry asked Ginny as they traveled through the corridor on the train.
"I suppose so," Ginny said, smiling weakly.
"Seen Hermione at all, Ron?" Harry asked, turning into an empty compartment and putting up his trunk.
"Just once around July," Ron muttered, sitting down. "Saw her at the dragon festival in Ilfracombe. It was the sixty-fourth annual anniversary since the dragon attack on that area."
"They have a festival celebrating an attack?" Harry asked, looking perplexed.
"The anniversary of an attack," Ron corrected.
The train started moving.
"About Hermione," Harry reminded.
"Yes, I saw her there," Ron told him. "We talked some before her parents started wigging out when they started the parade of dragons."
"I'd be a little freaked myself," Harry admitted.
"Anyway," Ron went on, "You should have seen Hermione. She sure looks good."
"Talking about me?"
Ron, Harry and Ginny looked around at Hermione. She looked different. Her hair was waist- length with blonde highlights. She was quite tall, dressed fashionably with a brilliant tan. Ginny envied the effect it had on Harry. She wished he would kindly get his chin off the floor.
"'Mione, you look-" Harry began, but didn't continue.
Hermione didn't seem to mind. She just sat herself beside Ginny.
"Ready for Hogwarts?" Hermione asked, eyeing Ron flirtatiously.
As the conversation proceeded, Ginny felt quite invisible. Harry and Ron's full attentions were on Hermione and she was eating it up. They acted like Ginny wasn't even there. This made her angry, jealous, and severely depressed.
Suddenly, Ginny glimpsed Voldemort's necklace sticking out of her trunk.
A/N: Had to put some Ron and Hermione in there. Did anyone else think that part on the Harry Potter 2 movie was, like, so obvious. You know, when Ron and Hermione were all awkward at the end about not hugging. It was the funniest thing ever.
