A/N: I think this chapters formatting is a little wierd, i'm not using my normal program cause it's bust and the other one doesn't like me copy and pasting into notepad.
Chapter 11
Ginny sat alone in her bed back her dorm room. Her mind was still fuzzy, but at least she remembered the most important things. She smiled to herself as she thought about Hermione. Ginny sighed as she looked down at a picture of last summer. Her, Hermione, Harry and Ron at the burrow, all smiling and waving. Having fun. A tear trickled down her cheek as she thought of how angry her brother was now. "Why?" She asked the empty room "Why is he so full of anger and hate?" She sighed and burrowed under the covers, wrapping them around her like a cocoon as she prepared to go to sleep. On the other side of the room the door slowly creeped open and Hermione poked her head in.
"You awake?" She asked
Ginny sat up and grinned "Very" She beckoned for Hermione to come closer
"How are you feeling?" Hermione asked as she sat down on the edge of the bed.
"Excellent" Ginny said, scooting over and placing her head in the brunette's lap and looking up "I got some excellent news"
"What?" Hermione asked as she absently ran her fingers through Ginny's hair
"That I have a wonderful loving girlfriend" Ginny spoke softly, watching as tears formed in Hermiones eyes
"Ginny" She sniffed as she pulled the other girl into a hug "I was so scared you wouldn't remember, or wouldn't want me"
Ginny hugged the girl back "I was so scared they were dreams and not memories
Hermione sniffed and wiped away her tears and smiled at her girlfriend "Don't ever scare me like that again"
"I'll try not to" Ginny smiled then pulled the covers of her bed around them "but right now I'd like to get some sleep"
Ron walked into the hall for breakfast the next morning sporting a swollen jaw. Harry smiled as he watched the other boy, obviously in some pain from his beating. Hermione stared into her cereal, she couldn't believe she'd done that. "Harry -" Ginny started to speak
"We didn't do anything to him Ginny, honest" Harry said before Ginny could finish
"I did" Hermione said softly, a tear running down her cheek
"Hermione?" Harry asked looking at her in shock, suddenly she got up and ran out of the room, Harry cast a glance over at Ron who was grinning as he watched Hermione flee. Harry turned back to speak to Ginny but found, she too, had gone. Harry sighed and decided to leave them to sort it out, he then grabbed some toast and headed off to the garden.
Ginny followed Hermione back to her dorm room and watched as she threw herself onto her bed. "Hermione?" Ginny sat down next to the sobbing girl
"Just leave me alone" Hermione mumbled into her bed. Ginny got up and started towards the door but stopped "No" she said firmly. "He's not going to do this Hermione" She sat back down "He's winning you know, he's breeding fear and anger in this school. 'Mione I won't let him do this to us, I love you, I don't want to see you corrupted by his hate"
Hermione sat up and looked at Ginny, her cheeks stained with tears. Ginny brushed her fingers over Hermiones' cheeks wiping away some of the tears still lingering.
"I'm so sorry" Hermione whispered "I don't know why, I was so ..." Hermione trailed off
"I understand" Ginny said wrapping her arms around the brunette "Hermione, we can get through this, I promise"
"Are you sure?" Hermione asked
"No" The redhead looked at her girlfriend "But if as long as I have you I'll try to my last breath" she smiled "I don't want his hate to infect us 'Mione"
Hermione nodded "So you forgive me?"
"For beating him up?" Ginny smirked "Of course"
Hermione smiled as she buried her face in Ginny's neck "I love you Ginny" She mumbled
"I love you too" Ginny whispered as she ran her fingers through Hermione's unruly hair.
Harry wandered aimlessly through the garden, it was very quiet at the moment as most of the school was in the great hall eating breakfast. Harry sat down next to a small stream a gazed at the moving water. Things were starting to get out of hand. Ron had tried to kill his own sister and Hermione, Hermione of all people had used violence, against a boy who used to be one of her best friends. Harry sighed as he watched a lone goldfish dart towards his toast crumbs that had fallen into the stream "What I'd give to be you" Harry spoke to the fish "You get to swim around all day, no worries, except for food, and bigger fish I suppose" Harry sighed then took one last longing glance at the goldfish before standing up and starting back towards the entrance. He looked across the flower beds and for the first time he wondering how this garden got here in the first place, there were lots of secret passages and rooms, even a chamber that housed a Muggle killing Balsik. But he'd never heard anything about a garden, he'd never seen it on his fathers old map. He wondered if the place had appeared almost by coincidence. Harry smiled to himself, he wouldn't be surprised if Dumbledore had built the garden recently for this very purpose. Or perhaps Salazar wasn't the only Hogwarts founder to build a secret chamber. He wondered who would know, who he could ask, most importantly, who could he trust to ask.
Chapter 11
Ginny sat alone in her bed back her dorm room. Her mind was still fuzzy, but at least she remembered the most important things. She smiled to herself as she thought about Hermione. Ginny sighed as she looked down at a picture of last summer. Her, Hermione, Harry and Ron at the burrow, all smiling and waving. Having fun. A tear trickled down her cheek as she thought of how angry her brother was now. "Why?" She asked the empty room "Why is he so full of anger and hate?" She sighed and burrowed under the covers, wrapping them around her like a cocoon as she prepared to go to sleep. On the other side of the room the door slowly creeped open and Hermione poked her head in.
"You awake?" She asked
Ginny sat up and grinned "Very" She beckoned for Hermione to come closer
"How are you feeling?" Hermione asked as she sat down on the edge of the bed.
"Excellent" Ginny said, scooting over and placing her head in the brunette's lap and looking up "I got some excellent news"
"What?" Hermione asked as she absently ran her fingers through Ginny's hair
"That I have a wonderful loving girlfriend" Ginny spoke softly, watching as tears formed in Hermiones eyes
"Ginny" She sniffed as she pulled the other girl into a hug "I was so scared you wouldn't remember, or wouldn't want me"
Ginny hugged the girl back "I was so scared they were dreams and not memories
Hermione sniffed and wiped away her tears and smiled at her girlfriend "Don't ever scare me like that again"
"I'll try not to" Ginny smiled then pulled the covers of her bed around them "but right now I'd like to get some sleep"
Ron walked into the hall for breakfast the next morning sporting a swollen jaw. Harry smiled as he watched the other boy, obviously in some pain from his beating. Hermione stared into her cereal, she couldn't believe she'd done that. "Harry -" Ginny started to speak
"We didn't do anything to him Ginny, honest" Harry said before Ginny could finish
"I did" Hermione said softly, a tear running down her cheek
"Hermione?" Harry asked looking at her in shock, suddenly she got up and ran out of the room, Harry cast a glance over at Ron who was grinning as he watched Hermione flee. Harry turned back to speak to Ginny but found, she too, had gone. Harry sighed and decided to leave them to sort it out, he then grabbed some toast and headed off to the garden.
Ginny followed Hermione back to her dorm room and watched as she threw herself onto her bed. "Hermione?" Ginny sat down next to the sobbing girl
"Just leave me alone" Hermione mumbled into her bed. Ginny got up and started towards the door but stopped "No" she said firmly. "He's not going to do this Hermione" She sat back down "He's winning you know, he's breeding fear and anger in this school. 'Mione I won't let him do this to us, I love you, I don't want to see you corrupted by his hate"
Hermione sat up and looked at Ginny, her cheeks stained with tears. Ginny brushed her fingers over Hermiones' cheeks wiping away some of the tears still lingering.
"I'm so sorry" Hermione whispered "I don't know why, I was so ..." Hermione trailed off
"I understand" Ginny said wrapping her arms around the brunette "Hermione, we can get through this, I promise"
"Are you sure?" Hermione asked
"No" The redhead looked at her girlfriend "But if as long as I have you I'll try to my last breath" she smiled "I don't want his hate to infect us 'Mione"
Hermione nodded "So you forgive me?"
"For beating him up?" Ginny smirked "Of course"
Hermione smiled as she buried her face in Ginny's neck "I love you Ginny" She mumbled
"I love you too" Ginny whispered as she ran her fingers through Hermione's unruly hair.
Harry wandered aimlessly through the garden, it was very quiet at the moment as most of the school was in the great hall eating breakfast. Harry sat down next to a small stream a gazed at the moving water. Things were starting to get out of hand. Ron had tried to kill his own sister and Hermione, Hermione of all people had used violence, against a boy who used to be one of her best friends. Harry sighed as he watched a lone goldfish dart towards his toast crumbs that had fallen into the stream "What I'd give to be you" Harry spoke to the fish "You get to swim around all day, no worries, except for food, and bigger fish I suppose" Harry sighed then took one last longing glance at the goldfish before standing up and starting back towards the entrance. He looked across the flower beds and for the first time he wondering how this garden got here in the first place, there were lots of secret passages and rooms, even a chamber that housed a Muggle killing Balsik. But he'd never heard anything about a garden, he'd never seen it on his fathers old map. He wondered if the place had appeared almost by coincidence. Harry smiled to himself, he wouldn't be surprised if Dumbledore had built the garden recently for this very purpose. Or perhaps Salazar wasn't the only Hogwarts founder to build a secret chamber. He wondered who would know, who he could ask, most importantly, who could he trust to ask.