When the World Seems Over
Authors Note- Sorry for the delay folks, thank you for reviewing. The problem is what it always is- writers block. I have no idea what to do with this story, and if anyone has anything, let me know! Thank you! (full credit will be given). Also, I started writing this before Book 5 came out, so the plot of that book is in no way going to effect the story.
Chapter Three- Dead and Alive
Fred gaped, his head darting back and forth between his little sister and the familar sister. The two stood there, watching him and not even blinking. After a few rounds, he only stared at Harry, deep into his eyes, expecting his twin brother to suddenly change back from a Polyjuice potion or something. But there was nothing but silence, not even the slighest movement. He took tiny steps towards Harry, each one slowly taken with caution, extending his left arm to touch Harry's shoulder. The second there was contact, Fred jumped back several feet.
" He's real" Fred gasped, Harry nodded. " Ginny, I can't believe you. We all go bonkers for years thinking the kid is dead and you have him hiding in your room! I'd like to say I'm shocked, but I'm not! I'm really not!".
Ginny was still in a stunning state of shock, but not from her brother yelling, " it's new to me too".
Fred never broke eye contact with Harry, " you're really back?". Harry nodded again, " I've got to get back to the tournament, tell mum and dada, and-and Ron, and George, and Percy.......wait no, shouldn't tell Percy".
" You can't!".
Both boys glanced at Ginny. " Why in the hell not?" Fred asked.
Tears began to dwell in her chocolate brown eyes as she frantically studied Harry's condition from head to foot. " No, you can't go, not now. I-I mean, look at the guy, can't we wait? I mean, if dad finds out" she was beginning to choke on her words, " the ministry will, and you remember the huge deal because he was apparently dead. Coming back from the dead gets its on series of issues!''.
Fred nodded, " she's right. Everyones caught up in the tournament, why don't the three of us just stay put for the night and we can calmy do something when, when we're calm".
" What about George?" it was the first thing Harry had said in awhile, " doesnt he know you're gone?".
Before an answer was given, a loud crack emerged from the landing above. " What are you physic?" Fred asked just before the other Weasley twin appeared in the staircase.
" I decided since you cant get the brooms yourself, I'd have to do it" George walked towards the fire place where Fred originally wanted to go, " hello Ginny, hi Harry" a few paces later, George stopped dead cold in his tracks. He turned his neck to peak over his shoulder and the tall person standing next to his sister, " did I just say hi to Harry?". The answer was obvious enough, and he continued turning to face them, " bloody hell, I mean, no thats all I got, bloody hell".
Harry inhaled a deep breath and release it slowly, " I guess I have a few things to explain".
" Just a few" Fred commented, " but not tonight" and he did receive two very disgusted and eager glares from his brother and sister. " The guys been to hell and back, why don't we just all go to bed, wait until morning".
" But-".
Fred was quick to interrupt, still shocking the three with his suddenly serious attitude, " whatever happened to him is not going to change in a few hours. I'm sure Harry would appreciate us giving him a break before we drill the living daylights out of him".
Harry weakly nodded.
" Yeah, that sounds fair" Ginny agreed.
George eventually shrugged.
" Harry, Ginny has a spare bed in her room" Fred began, " why don't you sleep there, at least you won't be alone".
" Okay" the word stayed lodged in this throat.
Ginny felt her hands trembling and violently dug her fingernails into her skin to contain herself. It didn't work. Harry followed her to the base of the staircase, slowly walking upstairs. She looked back at Fred before decending into the darkness of the second landing, he mouthed ' careful' and she nodded in pure agreement.
Once in her bedroom, Ginny quietly closed the door behind him. She said his name very quickly, and as fast as he faced her, she had him in her arms- despire the major height difference. It took a minute or two before she could feel his strong arms reach around her and his cold hands on her back. Biting her lip furiously was not enough to hold back the tears, she began crying on his shoulder, which made her feel like a moron in comparison to what he had been through.
" Please Harry, please promise me. Promise me that you'll never leave, that you'll never leave ever again".
In the silence that existed, she concentrated on the similar breaking pattern they shared, Ginny found herself gripping harder and the cloth covering parts of his back. Her body trembled with emotion, his with just the simple fact of being so cold, but her small hands brought small bolts of sudden warmth.
" I promise".
Authors Note- I know its really short, but I had to get it out in the open. Please help me!
Authors Note- Sorry for the delay folks, thank you for reviewing. The problem is what it always is- writers block. I have no idea what to do with this story, and if anyone has anything, let me know! Thank you! (full credit will be given). Also, I started writing this before Book 5 came out, so the plot of that book is in no way going to effect the story.
Chapter Three- Dead and Alive
Fred gaped, his head darting back and forth between his little sister and the familar sister. The two stood there, watching him and not even blinking. After a few rounds, he only stared at Harry, deep into his eyes, expecting his twin brother to suddenly change back from a Polyjuice potion or something. But there was nothing but silence, not even the slighest movement. He took tiny steps towards Harry, each one slowly taken with caution, extending his left arm to touch Harry's shoulder. The second there was contact, Fred jumped back several feet.
" He's real" Fred gasped, Harry nodded. " Ginny, I can't believe you. We all go bonkers for years thinking the kid is dead and you have him hiding in your room! I'd like to say I'm shocked, but I'm not! I'm really not!".
Ginny was still in a stunning state of shock, but not from her brother yelling, " it's new to me too".
Fred never broke eye contact with Harry, " you're really back?". Harry nodded again, " I've got to get back to the tournament, tell mum and dada, and-and Ron, and George, and Percy.......wait no, shouldn't tell Percy".
" You can't!".
Both boys glanced at Ginny. " Why in the hell not?" Fred asked.
Tears began to dwell in her chocolate brown eyes as she frantically studied Harry's condition from head to foot. " No, you can't go, not now. I-I mean, look at the guy, can't we wait? I mean, if dad finds out" she was beginning to choke on her words, " the ministry will, and you remember the huge deal because he was apparently dead. Coming back from the dead gets its on series of issues!''.
Fred nodded, " she's right. Everyones caught up in the tournament, why don't the three of us just stay put for the night and we can calmy do something when, when we're calm".
" What about George?" it was the first thing Harry had said in awhile, " doesnt he know you're gone?".
Before an answer was given, a loud crack emerged from the landing above. " What are you physic?" Fred asked just before the other Weasley twin appeared in the staircase.
" I decided since you cant get the brooms yourself, I'd have to do it" George walked towards the fire place where Fred originally wanted to go, " hello Ginny, hi Harry" a few paces later, George stopped dead cold in his tracks. He turned his neck to peak over his shoulder and the tall person standing next to his sister, " did I just say hi to Harry?". The answer was obvious enough, and he continued turning to face them, " bloody hell, I mean, no thats all I got, bloody hell".
Harry inhaled a deep breath and release it slowly, " I guess I have a few things to explain".
" Just a few" Fred commented, " but not tonight" and he did receive two very disgusted and eager glares from his brother and sister. " The guys been to hell and back, why don't we just all go to bed, wait until morning".
" But-".
Fred was quick to interrupt, still shocking the three with his suddenly serious attitude, " whatever happened to him is not going to change in a few hours. I'm sure Harry would appreciate us giving him a break before we drill the living daylights out of him".
Harry weakly nodded.
" Yeah, that sounds fair" Ginny agreed.
George eventually shrugged.
" Harry, Ginny has a spare bed in her room" Fred began, " why don't you sleep there, at least you won't be alone".
" Okay" the word stayed lodged in this throat.
Ginny felt her hands trembling and violently dug her fingernails into her skin to contain herself. It didn't work. Harry followed her to the base of the staircase, slowly walking upstairs. She looked back at Fred before decending into the darkness of the second landing, he mouthed ' careful' and she nodded in pure agreement.
Once in her bedroom, Ginny quietly closed the door behind him. She said his name very quickly, and as fast as he faced her, she had him in her arms- despire the major height difference. It took a minute or two before she could feel his strong arms reach around her and his cold hands on her back. Biting her lip furiously was not enough to hold back the tears, she began crying on his shoulder, which made her feel like a moron in comparison to what he had been through.
" Please Harry, please promise me. Promise me that you'll never leave, that you'll never leave ever again".
In the silence that existed, she concentrated on the similar breaking pattern they shared, Ginny found herself gripping harder and the cloth covering parts of his back. Her body trembled with emotion, his with just the simple fact of being so cold, but her small hands brought small bolts of sudden warmth.
" I promise".
Authors Note- I know its really short, but I had to get it out in the open. Please help me!