When the World Seems Over
Authors Note- Whoa! That's the most reveiws I've had for one chapter, thanks you guys!! Okay, so I'm just going to go with whatever comes, I think I have something in mind, keyword being think. I know I said this wouldn't mention anything about Book 5 in here, but one thing Hermione will say will mention a death, but out of respect for those of you don't know who it is yet, I won't mention a name.
Chapter Four- Do You?
Ginny had lulled herself to sleep the night before by the sound of Harry's breathing in the next bed. Quiet as it was, she concentrated hard just to make sure he was still there until exhaustion got the better of her. She awoke in the light of dawn with a sudden startle that nearly sent her to the floor. With her heart pounding in her ears, she looked in the bed next to her, the empty bed. Millions of thoughts seeped through her head, but the only one that she could detect clearly was- it was all a dream. But strings pulling at the inside of her heart was telling her to go downstairs, where she could alredy hear her brothers' voices.
She practically threw herself down the staircase, tripping on the final step to the bottom landing and sliding across the floor. Scrambling to her feet, she ran into the kitchen to find three boys sitting at the table, watching her with awe. She gave a quick smile and sat down next to Fred, across from Harry.
" We decided on something" George began, " one by one, we're going to bring everyone home, let them have their own seperate reactions, and when they calm down, move on". Not only did it sound strange having one of her twin brothers sound so serious and actually mean it, but the fact that they treated Harry's return like a science emperiment. Then again, Ginny couldn't think of anything better.
" Percy's last" Fred added.
" No, mum's last" George muttered.
" Percy, otherwise he'd have Harry dragged to the ministry by the time we got mum back here".
Ginny slammed her hand against the wooden tabletop, getting their attention. " What does it matter? My god, can't you guys give Harry a break. Soon as word gets out about this, people will be lining up outside from here to Hogwarts to see him, what difference would Percy or mum make?" she quickly glanced at Harry, " anyways, I don't think we should force him to tell anything. Whatever happened to him is his own bussiness".
The twins glared at each other, Harry just looked downward. " Well, we can't keep eight people out of this house forever, and common sense is obvious that we shouldn't dare take Harry out of here, so we mind as well go with the plan. The tournament ended last night and they'll be ready to leave any second now".
She shrugged, " fine, it's not like you listen to me anyways".
They got up and descended towards the stairs where she had just come from. Harry and Ginny were left alone, in uncomfortable silence after hearing two loud cracks from above them. She tweaked her eyes upwards, gatching him in a gaze. Slowly, and a little clumsly, Ginny got up and stepped towards his seat. He looked up when she stood over him. It was quiet, pure silence.
The words she said next came out in a whisperd, gasped with any nerve she had left since the night before. " Do you still love me?".
He gently took her hand in his, but had the unfortunate problem of not being able to answer her. Three loud cracks echoed once again, and they could right away hear Hermonie's voice. " I don't care about the lawn trolls or whatever you call them, I've seen them before and it's really not that exciting". Harry stood up as she appeared in front of them. Just like that, Hermione stopped dead at her heels, the color drained from her cheerks, making her eyes resemble dark stones.
She gagged, at least it was the silent movements of her mouth. Several mumbles of what sounded like ' oh', ' my', and ' god' emerged as gasps from her throat and her arms swung around like a mad man. Hermione turned to the twins, " is this your idea of a sick joke? What? Another repeat of that Mad Eye Moody incident, o-or people dying in our fifth year? Yeah, why don't you bring him back too!".
Ginny jumped forward and grabbed Hermione's wrist before she were to hit someone. " Will you put a sock in it!" she yelled herself, " if this was a joke, why would I be going along with it?!".
" Harry's dead" and she said this while staring at the real one.
" Ask him something" Ginny said, releasing her wrist and stepping back to where she was standing before, " something only you and Harry would know, something no one else in this room would know except for the two of you".
Hermione remained silent, staring down at her feet, a signal that she did want to believe the sight before her, but still knew there was something odd about all this happening four years later. " When we got back to Kings Station after our fourth year, what happened when we got off the train?".
The three Weasleys glared from Hermione to Harry. He too waited a moment, staring at Hermione for a moment after she dared to look at him again. " You kissed me".
More silence.
" I didn't know that" Ginny confessed.
" Me either" George agreed.
" Hehe, you kissed him" Fred smirked.
Harry shrugged, " just on the cheek".
Her facial experssion hadn't changed, " it really is you". He merely nodded and her eyes rolled into the back of her head right before she collasped. Fortunatly, Fred caught her before she hit the ground a commotion uprose.
" George, go back and get dad, Harry, help me get her upstairs" Fred ordered.
Geroge ran ahead of them up the staircase, another loud crack. Harry picked up Hermione's legs when Fred had her by the underarms and they slowly proceeded upstairs. When in the middle of the staircase, he caught Ginny in his gaze, and mouthed ' yes'.
Authors Note- Don't worry, Hermione's reaction isn't over
Authors Note- Whoa! That's the most reveiws I've had for one chapter, thanks you guys!! Okay, so I'm just going to go with whatever comes, I think I have something in mind, keyword being think. I know I said this wouldn't mention anything about Book 5 in here, but one thing Hermione will say will mention a death, but out of respect for those of you don't know who it is yet, I won't mention a name.
Chapter Four- Do You?
Ginny had lulled herself to sleep the night before by the sound of Harry's breathing in the next bed. Quiet as it was, she concentrated hard just to make sure he was still there until exhaustion got the better of her. She awoke in the light of dawn with a sudden startle that nearly sent her to the floor. With her heart pounding in her ears, she looked in the bed next to her, the empty bed. Millions of thoughts seeped through her head, but the only one that she could detect clearly was- it was all a dream. But strings pulling at the inside of her heart was telling her to go downstairs, where she could alredy hear her brothers' voices.
She practically threw herself down the staircase, tripping on the final step to the bottom landing and sliding across the floor. Scrambling to her feet, she ran into the kitchen to find three boys sitting at the table, watching her with awe. She gave a quick smile and sat down next to Fred, across from Harry.
" We decided on something" George began, " one by one, we're going to bring everyone home, let them have their own seperate reactions, and when they calm down, move on". Not only did it sound strange having one of her twin brothers sound so serious and actually mean it, but the fact that they treated Harry's return like a science emperiment. Then again, Ginny couldn't think of anything better.
" Percy's last" Fred added.
" No, mum's last" George muttered.
" Percy, otherwise he'd have Harry dragged to the ministry by the time we got mum back here".
Ginny slammed her hand against the wooden tabletop, getting their attention. " What does it matter? My god, can't you guys give Harry a break. Soon as word gets out about this, people will be lining up outside from here to Hogwarts to see him, what difference would Percy or mum make?" she quickly glanced at Harry, " anyways, I don't think we should force him to tell anything. Whatever happened to him is his own bussiness".
The twins glared at each other, Harry just looked downward. " Well, we can't keep eight people out of this house forever, and common sense is obvious that we shouldn't dare take Harry out of here, so we mind as well go with the plan. The tournament ended last night and they'll be ready to leave any second now".
She shrugged, " fine, it's not like you listen to me anyways".
They got up and descended towards the stairs where she had just come from. Harry and Ginny were left alone, in uncomfortable silence after hearing two loud cracks from above them. She tweaked her eyes upwards, gatching him in a gaze. Slowly, and a little clumsly, Ginny got up and stepped towards his seat. He looked up when she stood over him. It was quiet, pure silence.
The words she said next came out in a whisperd, gasped with any nerve she had left since the night before. " Do you still love me?".
He gently took her hand in his, but had the unfortunate problem of not being able to answer her. Three loud cracks echoed once again, and they could right away hear Hermonie's voice. " I don't care about the lawn trolls or whatever you call them, I've seen them before and it's really not that exciting". Harry stood up as she appeared in front of them. Just like that, Hermione stopped dead at her heels, the color drained from her cheerks, making her eyes resemble dark stones.
She gagged, at least it was the silent movements of her mouth. Several mumbles of what sounded like ' oh', ' my', and ' god' emerged as gasps from her throat and her arms swung around like a mad man. Hermione turned to the twins, " is this your idea of a sick joke? What? Another repeat of that Mad Eye Moody incident, o-or people dying in our fifth year? Yeah, why don't you bring him back too!".
Ginny jumped forward and grabbed Hermione's wrist before she were to hit someone. " Will you put a sock in it!" she yelled herself, " if this was a joke, why would I be going along with it?!".
" Harry's dead" and she said this while staring at the real one.
" Ask him something" Ginny said, releasing her wrist and stepping back to where she was standing before, " something only you and Harry would know, something no one else in this room would know except for the two of you".
Hermione remained silent, staring down at her feet, a signal that she did want to believe the sight before her, but still knew there was something odd about all this happening four years later. " When we got back to Kings Station after our fourth year, what happened when we got off the train?".
The three Weasleys glared from Hermione to Harry. He too waited a moment, staring at Hermione for a moment after she dared to look at him again. " You kissed me".
More silence.
" I didn't know that" Ginny confessed.
" Me either" George agreed.
" Hehe, you kissed him" Fred smirked.
Harry shrugged, " just on the cheek".
Her facial experssion hadn't changed, " it really is you". He merely nodded and her eyes rolled into the back of her head right before she collasped. Fortunatly, Fred caught her before she hit the ground a commotion uprose.
" George, go back and get dad, Harry, help me get her upstairs" Fred ordered.
Geroge ran ahead of them up the staircase, another loud crack. Harry picked up Hermione's legs when Fred had her by the underarms and they slowly proceeded upstairs. When in the middle of the staircase, he caught Ginny in his gaze, and mouthed ' yes'.
Authors Note- Don't worry, Hermione's reaction isn't over