A/n Okay this is all that I have written, so the chapters will be coming out alot slower from now on. I had alot written ahead of time but this is all. I have testing coming up soon, too. So I have to make sure I get all my shcoolwork done, so that I can go on to 10th grade lol.
Brown-Sugar- Hey, I just wanted to tell you thanks alot. I saw that you put me and this story in your favorite's. Although it's corny it really means alot. I wasn't sure if anyone was going to like it. And also that about their being a twist and plot everywhere, yeah I know sorry. Lol when I was writing I kept thinking of more and more things that I really wanted to add, but when they FINALLY get to school, I'm not sure if it will be exciting. It depends on my muse's cooperation.
hapter 10. They Don't Remember.
"Uh.....nothing." she lied. Harry frowned, as he landed on the ground beside her. He moved her hand aside and his eyes widened.
" Ginny those look like bite marks, your weren't bit by something were you."
" Ummm." What exactly could she say to that? " Listen Harry, I don't really wanna talk about it. Will you please just take me home?" she asked starting to feel woozy, from the loss of blood combined with the drowsiness she had felt since she woke up in the middle of the woods. Harry stared at her a moment, still wanting to know what happened, but obviously seeing that she was exhausted, he gave in.
" Sure thing Gin, climb aboard." he said smiling. Ginny climbed onto his broom so that she was sitting in front of him holding onto the handle, and he was holding on to the handle too (with one hand, the other was holding onto her waist.) and he soared straight up, and into the night.
After Harry leveled out the broom, Ginny closed her eyes, feeling the increasing wind on her face, as she whispered " Faster......Faster." and Harry obeyed her comand, miracuously. Flying was the most incredible feeling in the world to Ginny. And as Ginny soared through the sky with Harry, she left all her troubles on the forest floor, mixed with her blood and the ashes of the vampire.
Ginny woke the next morning still feeling incredibly sick, but pushing that thought aside, trying to remember why. I came home, she thought, took a shower. Then I went to sleep, and when I woke up, Harry was here, and then...... At first Ginny didn't remember, everything was hazy, as if it had been a dream, and her minds eye had a crack in it or something. Slowly the image became clearer, and then Ginny remembered. Malfoy, and the vampire and Harry, oh no, Harry! He's probobly going to tell mum and dad. Ginny groaned and was about to get out of bed to go find Harry, when someone knocked oh her door.
" Come in." she mumbled faintly aware of laughter rising to her window from outside. The door opened, and Harry shyly popped his head inside.
" Hey Ginny, Ron told me to come wake you up, were're playing quidditch, and he wants to know if you'll be on his team?"
" Ooh, no thanks." she grumbled clutching her head as if it were weary of falling off.
" Okay, see ya later." he said, and Ginny couldn't help but notice a trace of dissapointment
" Wait, Harry, can we talk for a minute?" She wasn't sure how she was going to say this. She looked up at Harry who was looking quite nervous.
" Yeah sure, what about?"
" Um, about what happened last night." she paused. " I would really apreciate it if you wouldn't tell anyone what happened" Harry looked utterly bewildered.
" What are you talking about, Ginny?" he asked.
" You know, finding me in the woods with the bite marks and then flying me home on your broom. Don't you remember?" she asked increduiously. I can't believe he doesn't remember. she thought feeling very inadequate. She thought of how his arm had felt around her waist, the way her back molded into his firm chest, and his warm breath on her neck.
" Ginny? Earth to Ginny." Harry said. Ginny blushed slightly with the embarasment of her thoughts.
" Did you say something?"
" Yeah, I asked you if you are okay, because I stayed in Ron's room the whole night."
After Harry had left Ginny got a change of clothes and headed into the bathroom. I must have dreamt it all.......but it was so real. She turned on the showerhead and then started to brush her teeth when she looked into the mirror. She gasped, whiched prooved to be a very stupid thing to do, since she still had toothpaste in her mouth. After managing not to choke to death, she looked back into the mirror. There on her neck, were two swollen bite marks. She turned off the shower and ran down the stairs screaming, " I'm going to turn into a vampire!"
When she had reached the bottem floor her mother rushed back inside. She had most obviously been working in the garden, for her clothes and face were smudged with dirt.
" Ginny, what in Merlin's name, are you on about?" she asked grumpily.
" Mom, Last night I got bit by a vampire and now im going to turn into one. Mom!" she yelled, finally noticing the open shutters. " The sun, it's so bright." she winced, squinting her eyes. " It hurts mom, I think im going to need black drapes!" Her mother chuckled. She actually chuckled at her daughter, who was in tears now, because she thought she was going to have to get a coffin!
" Your laughing!" she yelled at her mother. " I can't believe this! Does anyone care about me in this house? Harry doesn't remember bringing me home, and now my mother, MY OWN FLESH AND BLOOD, is laughing at her only daughter! Whom could sprout fangs ANY MINUTE!" she yelled. Molly Weasley frowned.
" Every one in this house cares about you, Ginny. Even Fred and George do." she stated matter-of-factly.
" EWWW, no we don't." Fred and George shouted from outside.
" You know that you do!" her mother retorted, then turning back to Ginny added, " And you are not turning into a vampire, Ginny."
" How can you know for sure?" she asked, hopefully.
" Because, you'd have to have been bitten, and you don't hav any bite marks." She turned and went back outside. Ginny's hand flew up to her neck and she didn't have to go make sure in a mirror. She could feel the sore, puffy reminder of the Vampires bite.
" Throughout the day, Ginny asked other people if they saw something on her neck, but they all said the same thing as her mother- There was nothing there, but Ginny could see it and could feel it.
Brown-Sugar- Hey, I just wanted to tell you thanks alot. I saw that you put me and this story in your favorite's. Although it's corny it really means alot. I wasn't sure if anyone was going to like it. And also that about their being a twist and plot everywhere, yeah I know sorry. Lol when I was writing I kept thinking of more and more things that I really wanted to add, but when they FINALLY get to school, I'm not sure if it will be exciting. It depends on my muse's cooperation.
hapter 10. They Don't Remember.
"Uh.....nothing." she lied. Harry frowned, as he landed on the ground beside her. He moved her hand aside and his eyes widened.
" Ginny those look like bite marks, your weren't bit by something were you."
" Ummm." What exactly could she say to that? " Listen Harry, I don't really wanna talk about it. Will you please just take me home?" she asked starting to feel woozy, from the loss of blood combined with the drowsiness she had felt since she woke up in the middle of the woods. Harry stared at her a moment, still wanting to know what happened, but obviously seeing that she was exhausted, he gave in.
" Sure thing Gin, climb aboard." he said smiling. Ginny climbed onto his broom so that she was sitting in front of him holding onto the handle, and he was holding on to the handle too (with one hand, the other was holding onto her waist.) and he soared straight up, and into the night.
After Harry leveled out the broom, Ginny closed her eyes, feeling the increasing wind on her face, as she whispered " Faster......Faster." and Harry obeyed her comand, miracuously. Flying was the most incredible feeling in the world to Ginny. And as Ginny soared through the sky with Harry, she left all her troubles on the forest floor, mixed with her blood and the ashes of the vampire.
Ginny woke the next morning still feeling incredibly sick, but pushing that thought aside, trying to remember why. I came home, she thought, took a shower. Then I went to sleep, and when I woke up, Harry was here, and then...... At first Ginny didn't remember, everything was hazy, as if it had been a dream, and her minds eye had a crack in it or something. Slowly the image became clearer, and then Ginny remembered. Malfoy, and the vampire and Harry, oh no, Harry! He's probobly going to tell mum and dad. Ginny groaned and was about to get out of bed to go find Harry, when someone knocked oh her door.
" Come in." she mumbled faintly aware of laughter rising to her window from outside. The door opened, and Harry shyly popped his head inside.
" Hey Ginny, Ron told me to come wake you up, were're playing quidditch, and he wants to know if you'll be on his team?"
" Ooh, no thanks." she grumbled clutching her head as if it were weary of falling off.
" Okay, see ya later." he said, and Ginny couldn't help but notice a trace of dissapointment
" Wait, Harry, can we talk for a minute?" She wasn't sure how she was going to say this. She looked up at Harry who was looking quite nervous.
" Yeah sure, what about?"
" Um, about what happened last night." she paused. " I would really apreciate it if you wouldn't tell anyone what happened" Harry looked utterly bewildered.
" What are you talking about, Ginny?" he asked.
" You know, finding me in the woods with the bite marks and then flying me home on your broom. Don't you remember?" she asked increduiously. I can't believe he doesn't remember. she thought feeling very inadequate. She thought of how his arm had felt around her waist, the way her back molded into his firm chest, and his warm breath on her neck.
" Ginny? Earth to Ginny." Harry said. Ginny blushed slightly with the embarasment of her thoughts.
" Did you say something?"
" Yeah, I asked you if you are okay, because I stayed in Ron's room the whole night."
After Harry had left Ginny got a change of clothes and headed into the bathroom. I must have dreamt it all.......but it was so real. She turned on the showerhead and then started to brush her teeth when she looked into the mirror. She gasped, whiched prooved to be a very stupid thing to do, since she still had toothpaste in her mouth. After managing not to choke to death, she looked back into the mirror. There on her neck, were two swollen bite marks. She turned off the shower and ran down the stairs screaming, " I'm going to turn into a vampire!"
When she had reached the bottem floor her mother rushed back inside. She had most obviously been working in the garden, for her clothes and face were smudged with dirt.
" Ginny, what in Merlin's name, are you on about?" she asked grumpily.
" Mom, Last night I got bit by a vampire and now im going to turn into one. Mom!" she yelled, finally noticing the open shutters. " The sun, it's so bright." she winced, squinting her eyes. " It hurts mom, I think im going to need black drapes!" Her mother chuckled. She actually chuckled at her daughter, who was in tears now, because she thought she was going to have to get a coffin!
" Your laughing!" she yelled at her mother. " I can't believe this! Does anyone care about me in this house? Harry doesn't remember bringing me home, and now my mother, MY OWN FLESH AND BLOOD, is laughing at her only daughter! Whom could sprout fangs ANY MINUTE!" she yelled. Molly Weasley frowned.
" Every one in this house cares about you, Ginny. Even Fred and George do." she stated matter-of-factly.
" EWWW, no we don't." Fred and George shouted from outside.
" You know that you do!" her mother retorted, then turning back to Ginny added, " And you are not turning into a vampire, Ginny."
" How can you know for sure?" she asked, hopefully.
" Because, you'd have to have been bitten, and you don't hav any bite marks." She turned and went back outside. Ginny's hand flew up to her neck and she didn't have to go make sure in a mirror. She could feel the sore, puffy reminder of the Vampires bite.
" Throughout the day, Ginny asked other people if they saw something on her neck, but they all said the same thing as her mother- There was nothing there, but Ginny could see it and could feel it.