POTTY WEE POTTER
(A/N : This is my 8th Harry Potter fic. I do not own Harry Potter. )
Chapter 4
The sun smashed down on the young adventurer's head as she marched slowly across the desert. The funny bone in her elbow ached and the beads of sweat that flowed down her forehead blurred her vision and matted her hair. This had to be her least favourite country but then again seventeen more miles until she'd see her brother again (and his new wife). The last few miles had been hell. Ginny felt like cheating. Apperating these last few miles. Her mind had already began to play tricks on her in the blazing heat, she was determined she had seen three men in dark capes following her and then she thought she had seen a red spark, a distress call in the background. She shook her head. It was just the heat. Her water was at an all time a low and she walked faster and longer everyday, taking only one break when the sun was at it's highest.
Her wand sat in her back pocket. Unused for over a year. She had vowed to travel the world without the use of magic and she had already visited France, Spain, Portugal and now Egypt. And then it happened. The small locket that she had carried in her breast pocket for the whole year vibrated and buzzed. Her parents were contacting her.
"Hello ?" Ginny said into her pocket fireplace as she flicked it open and stared at the head in the flames. It was Hermione.
"Hey Ginny."
"Hermione, what are you.. how did you.." Ginny paused, "Huh ?"
"Would you prefer to talk to me or Harry ?" Hermione asked hoping to turn Ginny's blind rage and confusion into butterflies. Hermione and Ginny had fallen out at her 21st birthday, but that's another story.
"Harry." Ginny muttered, incredibility excited, she hadn't spoken to Harry since the death of Voldemort. And even then she hadn't spoken to him. He had been so shocked he wasn't able to speak. Harry's head popped out of the flames and Ginny Smiled. "Oh hello Mr Potter."
Harry nearly smiled, but couldn't, "Ginny, we have a situation we need you back here right away."
(A/N : This is my 8th Harry Potter fic. I do not own Harry Potter. )
Chapter 4
The sun smashed down on the young adventurer's head as she marched slowly across the desert. The funny bone in her elbow ached and the beads of sweat that flowed down her forehead blurred her vision and matted her hair. This had to be her least favourite country but then again seventeen more miles until she'd see her brother again (and his new wife). The last few miles had been hell. Ginny felt like cheating. Apperating these last few miles. Her mind had already began to play tricks on her in the blazing heat, she was determined she had seen three men in dark capes following her and then she thought she had seen a red spark, a distress call in the background. She shook her head. It was just the heat. Her water was at an all time a low and she walked faster and longer everyday, taking only one break when the sun was at it's highest.
Her wand sat in her back pocket. Unused for over a year. She had vowed to travel the world without the use of magic and she had already visited France, Spain, Portugal and now Egypt. And then it happened. The small locket that she had carried in her breast pocket for the whole year vibrated and buzzed. Her parents were contacting her.
"Hello ?" Ginny said into her pocket fireplace as she flicked it open and stared at the head in the flames. It was Hermione.
"Hey Ginny."
"Hermione, what are you.. how did you.." Ginny paused, "Huh ?"
"Would you prefer to talk to me or Harry ?" Hermione asked hoping to turn Ginny's blind rage and confusion into butterflies. Hermione and Ginny had fallen out at her 21st birthday, but that's another story.
"Harry." Ginny muttered, incredibility excited, she hadn't spoken to Harry since the death of Voldemort. And even then she hadn't spoken to him. He had been so shocked he wasn't able to speak. Harry's head popped out of the flames and Ginny Smiled. "Oh hello Mr Potter."
Harry nearly smiled, but couldn't, "Ginny, we have a situation we need you back here right away."