A/N: Hey all. I'd like to thank thestewman, and emochic29 from DM 'cause
they beta read my last chapter and made it better. I wanna thank everyone
who reviewed the last chapter (which wasn't many). I hope you like this
chapter
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em. Sorry.
Do you remember
Why I walked on water for you
Do you remember
My first steps on the moon
Have you ever wondered why
I gave three wishes to you
You asked that question
But the answer lies
In you, in you
The answer lies in you
Ginny walked past compartment and compartments full of people, all having fun. How they all could have fun when I'm miserable was beyond her. She felt tears falling down from her eyes. Were they tears of anger, or tears of sadness? She tried to hold them back. Weasleys don't cry, she thought, to hell with that! This Weasley will cry when she wants. The tears came. She needed to find an empty compartment to sit in, all on her lonesome. She needed to cry. These tears were waiting to fall forever. Ginny remembered that she had to find Ron and Hermione, tell them where Harry was. She searched for a bit, but it wasn't too hard to find a redhead and a bushy- haired girl snogging on the floor, oblivious to the fact that their friend was in mourning. She quietly opened the door and cleared her throat.
"Ahem." They didn't notice. "Hello?" she tried.
"What now?" Ron asked, annoyed. They seemed to have been interrupted many times before. Ron looked up. At the sight of his sister's tear-streaked face, his tone immediately changed, "Oh, Ginny what happened?" Carefully Ginny sat down on the seat next to the window. Looking out so no one could see, she said very quietly,
"Harry broke it off." Hermione came over and put a comforting arm around her shoulder.
"What happened?" she asked, almost as quiet. Still avoiding Ron and Hermione's eyes she said, in the same tone,
"He said he didn't want me to get mixed up in everything that's going on. He didn't want me to get hurt. He thought he was putting me in danger."
"Ginny, you realize that's all true?" Ron asked, with more sarcasm then he expected. "You realize that none of us want you to be hurt? None of us want you going through what we go through year after year? I'm sure it was all for the best."
"Yeah, anyway, he wanted me to tell you guys that he was down at the other end of the train. He said he wanted to talk to his friends without knowing they've been snogging on the train. I'm sure you can find him. He's most likely surrounded by girls that he doesn't even know asking him out," Ginny said the last part bitterly.
"Well, I guess we'll see you," Hermione said. And at that moment they left her alone, with no one to notice her. Ginny wished they would stay. She needed her friends. Ginny thought bitterly, Now what'll I do? I've been dumped and left all alone.. great. She sat and stared at the window, looking at nothing. She heard people at the other end of the door; all she could hear was hushed voices. She knew it. Draco Malfoy and his cronies walked in, smug looks on their faces.
"Well, look what the cat brought in, a weasel," Draco commented coldly, "A crying weasel at that. Listen Weasley you'd better leave this compartment before you get jinxed to death."
"What's the matter, Malfoy, couldn't get anyone else to move?" Ginny replied, just as coldly, "Well, you won't have to make me move either. I was leaving anyway. I don't want to be anywhere near scumbags like you." she said. She got up and walked out the door, "I need to go to the prefects' compartment and sign in anyway." And with that she walked out of the room.
A smile curved on her lips as she thought about what she just saw. What happened to him? She thought, His hair, it looks different. It's not gelled back anymore. It's weird. He actually looks . . . well . . . hot! What am I thinking? She shook her head and walked down the train, a smile on her face. I never knew I could think he was cute. Oh my god, Ron's gonna kill me, she thought. She walked into the prefect compartment, completely forgetting what happened between her and Harry.
"Hi, Ginny!" Colin Creevy exclaimed.
"Colin! How good to see you!" she replied with forced enthusiasm. Ginny signed her name on the prefect sign in sheet. One was for Gryffindor and Slytherin, the other Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. The Gryffindor/Slytherin sheet read:
Name of Prefect house year are you willing to assist 1st years?
Colin Creevy Gryffindor 6 sure why not
Ron Weasley (HB) Gryffindor 7 can't sorry
Hermione Granger (HG) Gryffindor 7 okay only if you need me
Draco Malfoy Slytherin 7 okay
Pansy Parkinson Slytherin 7 how about. . . no?
Robert Clementine Slytherin 6 sure Thalia Parks Slytherin 6 okay
Ginny Weasley Gryffindor 6 I'd love to
Ginny was the last one on the list. The fifth years didn't have to sign in (which made no sense to her). She was surprised to see that Malfoy said okay to help the first years. Ginny sat down and talked to Colin until the train stopped around 7 PM.
"What d'ya say we get a carriage?" Colin asked.
"Okay," Ginny said quite plainly. They found a carriage and Colin helped her in, which was very polite of him to do. They sat and talked until Colin asked,
"I heard you and Harry broke up." Wow, news travels fast, Ginny thought.
"Yeah, well, it's not all it's cracked up to be, dating him. He said he didn't want me to get hurt or be in danger."
"Well, I could understand that."
"Yeah," was all she could say. The carriage came to a stop in front of Hogwarts. Ginny was glad to get out. Ginny and Colin walked together to the
Great Hall and took a seat. Ginny almost fell asleep during the sorting, until she heard a name that stuck in her head. Thomas Malfoy. Who was he?
"Hey that's Malfoy's cousin," Colin said. Well that answered it. Thomas Malfoy just got sorted into Hufflepuff, under quite surprise of everyone. Everyone in school knew the Malfoy's reputation. This would surly ruin it. Everyone around the Great Hall looked at each other in shock. Then, out of no where, someone screamed, "WOW! A MALFOY. IN HUFFLEPUFF! BIG DEAL! GET ON WITH IT!" Ginny had a strange thought that she knew who that voice was. It was Seamus Finnagin. She didn't care much though. She was busy looking at the blonde across the room. He looked like he was going to kill Dumbledore.
"That's enough!" McGonagall screamed. Everyone shut up abruptly. Thomas was the last person to get sorted and he sat down at the Hufflepuff table.
"Can I have your attention please?" Dumbledore said. It was an order, not a question. "Welcome back to Hogwarts. I am happy to see you all back for another year. For those of you who don't know, or for those of you who forgot, the dark forest is off limits to all students. Now for a new announcement! We have a new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. Most of you should know her. It is Miss Cho Chang, former Ravenclaw student at Hogwarts." Cho stood up and waved. "And on a more serious note, due to the fact that the Dark Lord is indeed returning, all of the students will stay in the Great Hall instead of their common rooms and dormitories. For some, this is a good thing, because there are a few that forget the passwords easily. For others, it's a bad thing because they don't like the other students. You will all have to adjust to this fact. Also all of you will have classes together. First years together, second years, and so on. You will all have a 'war buddy' to stay with in case of danger. You will help your 'buddy' in case they get hurt, you'll help them with defenses, and anything else that comes along. You will receive the name of your 'buddy' in the Great Hall tomorrow morning.On a happier note there will be balls around Christmas, Valentine's Day, in May, and one at the end of the year. The head of households will give you more information. Thank you. And with that in mind, let the feast begin!" With that last note food appeared on the tables, and everyone ate. Everyone giggled, laughed, and talked about the new arrangements at Hogwarts.
"What does he think he's going at? Putting everyone together like that? He knows for a fact that the Slytherins and Gryffindors will bite each others heads off," Ron said angrily.
"I think it's a good idea. This will give all of us a chance to get to know all of the other houses better. I am with Dumbledore on this," Hermione said matter-of-factly.
"I agree with Dumbledore also," Ginny said.
"I'm with Ron on this one guys. I'm sorry to say he's made a bad decision. It's bad enough having classes once a week with Slytherins, but every day? Come one. I mean, it's going to be horrible." Harry said.
"And what about this whole ball deal? He knows most of us guys can't dance. The girls are the only ones who actually dance at those things," Ron said.
"I can dance," Harry said simply, "Maybe you can't, but I can."
"Yes, that's true, Ron. You have made a complete generalization. What you should've said was 'Even boys that can dance are too embarrassed to. They'd rather hang out with their friends who can't dance and say that they can't,'" Ginny said and shot a grin at Harry. He smiled one of his big, huge grins back. Hermione laughed.
"That is extremely true, Ginny. So true," Hermione said, still laughing. They all ate and talked until dessert came. They stuffed their faces until they were ready to burst. Then Dumbledore stood and said,
"Now, I'm sure you all are stuffed to burst, please wait until the teachers and I arrange for the beds and chairs." All of a sudden the Great Hall got divided. By the end it looked like this: in the center was a big common room. Then there were four doors, one for Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw. Through those doors were two more doors, for the boy and girls' dormitories. Ginny slowly walked through the girls' door, collapsed on her bed, and fell asleep immediately, without even changing.
A/N: ::sighs:: that took so long. I couldn't figure out when to end it. So I just ended it there. Curses to Microsoft Word. I hate it. It has to correct every single f*%&ing thing.
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em. Sorry.
Do you remember
Why I walked on water for you
Do you remember
My first steps on the moon
Have you ever wondered why
I gave three wishes to you
You asked that question
But the answer lies
In you, in you
The answer lies in you
Ginny walked past compartment and compartments full of people, all having fun. How they all could have fun when I'm miserable was beyond her. She felt tears falling down from her eyes. Were they tears of anger, or tears of sadness? She tried to hold them back. Weasleys don't cry, she thought, to hell with that! This Weasley will cry when she wants. The tears came. She needed to find an empty compartment to sit in, all on her lonesome. She needed to cry. These tears were waiting to fall forever. Ginny remembered that she had to find Ron and Hermione, tell them where Harry was. She searched for a bit, but it wasn't too hard to find a redhead and a bushy- haired girl snogging on the floor, oblivious to the fact that their friend was in mourning. She quietly opened the door and cleared her throat.
"Ahem." They didn't notice. "Hello?" she tried.
"What now?" Ron asked, annoyed. They seemed to have been interrupted many times before. Ron looked up. At the sight of his sister's tear-streaked face, his tone immediately changed, "Oh, Ginny what happened?" Carefully Ginny sat down on the seat next to the window. Looking out so no one could see, she said very quietly,
"Harry broke it off." Hermione came over and put a comforting arm around her shoulder.
"What happened?" she asked, almost as quiet. Still avoiding Ron and Hermione's eyes she said, in the same tone,
"He said he didn't want me to get mixed up in everything that's going on. He didn't want me to get hurt. He thought he was putting me in danger."
"Ginny, you realize that's all true?" Ron asked, with more sarcasm then he expected. "You realize that none of us want you to be hurt? None of us want you going through what we go through year after year? I'm sure it was all for the best."
"Yeah, anyway, he wanted me to tell you guys that he was down at the other end of the train. He said he wanted to talk to his friends without knowing they've been snogging on the train. I'm sure you can find him. He's most likely surrounded by girls that he doesn't even know asking him out," Ginny said the last part bitterly.
"Well, I guess we'll see you," Hermione said. And at that moment they left her alone, with no one to notice her. Ginny wished they would stay. She needed her friends. Ginny thought bitterly, Now what'll I do? I've been dumped and left all alone.. great. She sat and stared at the window, looking at nothing. She heard people at the other end of the door; all she could hear was hushed voices. She knew it. Draco Malfoy and his cronies walked in, smug looks on their faces.
"Well, look what the cat brought in, a weasel," Draco commented coldly, "A crying weasel at that. Listen Weasley you'd better leave this compartment before you get jinxed to death."
"What's the matter, Malfoy, couldn't get anyone else to move?" Ginny replied, just as coldly, "Well, you won't have to make me move either. I was leaving anyway. I don't want to be anywhere near scumbags like you." she said. She got up and walked out the door, "I need to go to the prefects' compartment and sign in anyway." And with that she walked out of the room.
A smile curved on her lips as she thought about what she just saw. What happened to him? She thought, His hair, it looks different. It's not gelled back anymore. It's weird. He actually looks . . . well . . . hot! What am I thinking? She shook her head and walked down the train, a smile on her face. I never knew I could think he was cute. Oh my god, Ron's gonna kill me, she thought. She walked into the prefect compartment, completely forgetting what happened between her and Harry.
"Hi, Ginny!" Colin Creevy exclaimed.
"Colin! How good to see you!" she replied with forced enthusiasm. Ginny signed her name on the prefect sign in sheet. One was for Gryffindor and Slytherin, the other Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. The Gryffindor/Slytherin sheet read:
Name of Prefect house year are you willing to assist 1st years?
Colin Creevy Gryffindor 6 sure why not
Ron Weasley (HB) Gryffindor 7 can't sorry
Hermione Granger (HG) Gryffindor 7 okay only if you need me
Draco Malfoy Slytherin 7 okay
Pansy Parkinson Slytherin 7 how about. . . no?
Robert Clementine Slytherin 6 sure Thalia Parks Slytherin 6 okay
Ginny Weasley Gryffindor 6 I'd love to
Ginny was the last one on the list. The fifth years didn't have to sign in (which made no sense to her). She was surprised to see that Malfoy said okay to help the first years. Ginny sat down and talked to Colin until the train stopped around 7 PM.
"What d'ya say we get a carriage?" Colin asked.
"Okay," Ginny said quite plainly. They found a carriage and Colin helped her in, which was very polite of him to do. They sat and talked until Colin asked,
"I heard you and Harry broke up." Wow, news travels fast, Ginny thought.
"Yeah, well, it's not all it's cracked up to be, dating him. He said he didn't want me to get hurt or be in danger."
"Well, I could understand that."
"Yeah," was all she could say. The carriage came to a stop in front of Hogwarts. Ginny was glad to get out. Ginny and Colin walked together to the
Great Hall and took a seat. Ginny almost fell asleep during the sorting, until she heard a name that stuck in her head. Thomas Malfoy. Who was he?
"Hey that's Malfoy's cousin," Colin said. Well that answered it. Thomas Malfoy just got sorted into Hufflepuff, under quite surprise of everyone. Everyone in school knew the Malfoy's reputation. This would surly ruin it. Everyone around the Great Hall looked at each other in shock. Then, out of no where, someone screamed, "WOW! A MALFOY. IN HUFFLEPUFF! BIG DEAL! GET ON WITH IT!" Ginny had a strange thought that she knew who that voice was. It was Seamus Finnagin. She didn't care much though. She was busy looking at the blonde across the room. He looked like he was going to kill Dumbledore.
"That's enough!" McGonagall screamed. Everyone shut up abruptly. Thomas was the last person to get sorted and he sat down at the Hufflepuff table.
"Can I have your attention please?" Dumbledore said. It was an order, not a question. "Welcome back to Hogwarts. I am happy to see you all back for another year. For those of you who don't know, or for those of you who forgot, the dark forest is off limits to all students. Now for a new announcement! We have a new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. Most of you should know her. It is Miss Cho Chang, former Ravenclaw student at Hogwarts." Cho stood up and waved. "And on a more serious note, due to the fact that the Dark Lord is indeed returning, all of the students will stay in the Great Hall instead of their common rooms and dormitories. For some, this is a good thing, because there are a few that forget the passwords easily. For others, it's a bad thing because they don't like the other students. You will all have to adjust to this fact. Also all of you will have classes together. First years together, second years, and so on. You will all have a 'war buddy' to stay with in case of danger. You will help your 'buddy' in case they get hurt, you'll help them with defenses, and anything else that comes along. You will receive the name of your 'buddy' in the Great Hall tomorrow morning.On a happier note there will be balls around Christmas, Valentine's Day, in May, and one at the end of the year. The head of households will give you more information. Thank you. And with that in mind, let the feast begin!" With that last note food appeared on the tables, and everyone ate. Everyone giggled, laughed, and talked about the new arrangements at Hogwarts.
"What does he think he's going at? Putting everyone together like that? He knows for a fact that the Slytherins and Gryffindors will bite each others heads off," Ron said angrily.
"I think it's a good idea. This will give all of us a chance to get to know all of the other houses better. I am with Dumbledore on this," Hermione said matter-of-factly.
"I agree with Dumbledore also," Ginny said.
"I'm with Ron on this one guys. I'm sorry to say he's made a bad decision. It's bad enough having classes once a week with Slytherins, but every day? Come one. I mean, it's going to be horrible." Harry said.
"And what about this whole ball deal? He knows most of us guys can't dance. The girls are the only ones who actually dance at those things," Ron said.
"I can dance," Harry said simply, "Maybe you can't, but I can."
"Yes, that's true, Ron. You have made a complete generalization. What you should've said was 'Even boys that can dance are too embarrassed to. They'd rather hang out with their friends who can't dance and say that they can't,'" Ginny said and shot a grin at Harry. He smiled one of his big, huge grins back. Hermione laughed.
"That is extremely true, Ginny. So true," Hermione said, still laughing. They all ate and talked until dessert came. They stuffed their faces until they were ready to burst. Then Dumbledore stood and said,
"Now, I'm sure you all are stuffed to burst, please wait until the teachers and I arrange for the beds and chairs." All of a sudden the Great Hall got divided. By the end it looked like this: in the center was a big common room. Then there were four doors, one for Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw. Through those doors were two more doors, for the boy and girls' dormitories. Ginny slowly walked through the girls' door, collapsed on her bed, and fell asleep immediately, without even changing.
A/N: ::sighs:: that took so long. I couldn't figure out when to end it. So I just ended it there. Curses to Microsoft Word. I hate it. It has to correct every single f*%&ing thing.