Title: This Isn't Right... by: LilyP_Writer@yahoo.com
Disclaimer: I'm sorry I have to do this, because I am running out of jokes for the disclaimer...I just looked at that word, isn't that a weird word? Think about it, break up the syllables. (Harry Potter doesn't belong to me!)
Feel free to sue me, I read somewhere that all you need to sue someone is you have to ask for ATLEAST $20, that's right, twenty dollars!!! Cool!! Right???
WARNING! WARNING!: The following scenario happens in 1 in every 5 Harry Potter fanfics, I'm sure with just that being said you can guess what it is already. I'm sorry I had to be the one in those 5 but subplots are so hard to come by these days...
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Chapter 7: A Surprise!
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Ginny hugged all of her friends good-bye, wishing them a happy Christmas as they left on the train. She watched the scarlet steam engine ride off towards the horizon with all of its grace and beauty. She only wished that someday, when she was older, she could come back and ride it again.
Ginny turned around and saw Harry smiling at her from a few feet behind. "Ready to Apparate?" she asked him, dragging her duffel bag over to his feet.
"Yes," Harry smiled, "Ready when you are."
Ginny hoisted her deep red bag over her shoulder and nodded. He did the same and disappeared with an audible crack. Ginny closed her eyes and felt the familiar spinning sensation that felt like she was caught up in a tornado. Her body was being pulled up and then sucked down, and when she opened her eyes after hearing a pop she saw that she had appeared at the Burrow, (namely her room).
Ginny plopped down on her bed and sighed. She was so tired. She thought a little nap couldn't hurt, but then she realized something--silence. No one was in the bathroom. Ginny jumped up and ran to the small room that was across the hall.
'A warm shower, that's what I need,' Ginny thought as she turned one of the rusting knobs until it reached P for 'Pleasantly Hot.' Ginny tossed her muggle clothes into the laundry chute and entered the stall, just letting the warm water cascade over her body.
Slowly and gently washing her hair, she could feel the soft soap suds between her fingers and follicles. She rinsed it out and felt it wash down her back. She grabbed the shower puff and put her body wash on, rubbing her hands in it to get the soap to foam. Suddenly the whole bathroom smelled of soft, ocean air.
After her lovely shower, she departed (may want to use the words vacate or got out of) from the tub only to realize she had forgotten to bring her clothes. Ginny wrapped her hair in a towel and then grabbed a very fluffy, pink one to wrap around her body. But she soon found out that it was really small; shorter than most of her shorts and skirts.
Ginny slowly opened the door, peaking outside to check if the coast was clear. A cool bust of air hit her wet body as she slowly walked away from the door and started to make her way to her room--
"Ginny?" Harry yelled.
Ginny spun around to see Harry standing not ten feet away, with an embarrassed, yet amused, smirk on his face. "Yes?" she said as though he were talking to her at the dinner table. She was trying her best to ignore her red face.
"Your mum said that its almost lunchtime." Harry walked past her and said, "Lookin' good, Weasley."
"Why Professor Potter, are you goin' gimme points for that?" she said in an imitation of Sara and Beth's voices.
Harry laughed and continued walking down the hall.
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The week passed with everyone getting more and more into the Christmas spirit. Ginny found herself on the sofa in front of the living room fire, sipping hot cocoa and reading a good book for most of the break.
It was usually loud with all her family there. Bill was getting ready for his wedding with Fleur, and Charlie went to see all the Quidditch games possible with Fred and George. Ron was looking for an apartment to move into this summer with Harry, who apparently was only planning on teaching one year at Hogwarts before starting his Auror training. Hermione was out, already working for the Daily Prophet and also planning to do Auror training in the fall.
Ginny found herself, once again, on the last page of a horror novel. Sure it was Christmas, but a nice scare would put her into the right Yuletide spirit! As she read down to the middle of the page, she heard something behind her. Ginny pulled the book closer to her face, holding onto the text for dear life. The last sentence was coming up--the conclusion where they would take the mask off to see who commited all those murders and stalked all those people-- "Boo!"
Ginny turned around and clutched her heart. "Don't scare me like that!" Her voice was shaking and her heart was going so fast that she thought it might break out of her chest.
"Sorry, it just seemed like the perfect opportunity." Harry smiled. Ginny could have sworn that her heart went just a little faster.
Ginny swung her legs off the sofa and marched toward the stairs. "Ginny," Harry said. She could tell he had a smile on his face.
Ginny slowly turned to Harry, who was standing in front of the huge, overly decorated Christmas tree. Form the position they were standing in, it looked like the big, old, golden star that resided on top of the tree was now on Harry's head, much like a hat. "Yes," she said while holding back a laugh.
"What are you doing?" He took a small step forward. Now it looked like a single point was sticking from the top of his head and several others were sticking out from the sides.
"I'm going to grab another book, I finished this one." Ginny forced back a grin.
"Well, sorry, but I have to stop you," Harry grinned and walked closer, leaving less that 5 feet between them.
"What do you mean?" Ginny asked, preparing to take a step back. Harry pointed up to something above her head. Ginny stared at him for a moment before looking up. There it was, the bane in her existence...mistletoe. She glared at it as if it was insulting her freckles or something, the little green leaves attached to the round, red berries. 'Is that even REAL mistletoe?' she asked herself, not really looking for an answer.
"You know, Gin, its tradition." Harry took a step forward, smiling.
"But--" Ginny tried to protest. What would happen if her and Harry, student and teacher, started kissing, and the mistletoe decided to wander off to some other unlucky people, and her brothers popped in? Or worse, her parents?
"I don't want to get bad luck for such a trivial Christmas tradition, Ginny." Harry was so close he could have hugged her.
"You're my teacher," she whispered. She didn't look at him, but in the opposite direction of the greenery above her, to her toes in the soft, shag yarn of the rug.
"Just at school," he put a hand on her elbow in a comforting manner, "At school I'm your professor. Here, at the Burrow, we are just Ginny and Harry joining in on the Christmas spirit."
Ginny suddenly wasn't feeling very Christmas-y. Harry smiled at her; he knew she really wanted to kiss him, but the haunting feeling of being caught frightened and excited her all at the same time. And not to mention that he was considered her elder, her mentor, her role model at school. 'Well, we will be working on a new lesson today,' she said, smiling to herself.
Harry grinned and began to lean in, his breath once again on her face, warm and low. He brought a hand up to her cheek and pulled her gently toward his own and let his lips lightly touch hers. He pushed a little harder, making it a real kiss and not just two pairs of lips touching sort- of-thing. He was about to make the kiss a little French when she pushed him away.
"YOU!" Ginny pointed at him, "It was you! Wasn't it?"
Harry smiled. "Aw, you remembered my kiss, Gin," Harry said, showing her his sweet, cocky grin.
"Do you know how many people could have caught us?" She wasn't shouting loud enough for the whole house to hear, but she still had the angry tone.
"Nobody could have recognized me. You were less that 2 feet away from me the whole night and you didn't realize it was me," Harry pointed out.
Ginny turned away for a minute, "Why didn't you tell me who you were?" Ginny looked at him, her soft brown eyes looking betrayed.
"Like you said, we could have gotten caught. I was calling you Ginny the whole night. If I kissed you and said 'I'm Harry, you know, your Professor,' someone would have put two and two together."
Ginny shrugged in agreement, not looking at him, but keeping her face to the side. She suddenly smiled and slowly turned back to him, "You said you had a crush on me," she said slyly.
Harry blushed, "S-so I did." He looked away for a second and then laughed. "Does this mean you're not mad at me?"
Ginny walked back over to him, in the same place she was when they kissed. "I wasn't mad at you, just hurt." She backed up but Harry's arms pulled her back, and instead of kissing her, he hugged her. Ginny felt that she would float away if it weren't for his arms anchoring her.
Reality hit again, and she pushed him away. "Harry, we can't start anything!"
"What do you mean?" This time Harry looked hurt.
"You're my teacher, how would we hide it? I am not having 100 detentions on my record, I'd never get to be an Auror." Ginny walked up the stairs. "Just give me a while."
Harry walked to the foot of the stairs and rested a hand on the banister. "Ginny?" he called. She turned around and smiled to him, then continued on her way.
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***Thanks to Ashley for beta-ing this chapter as well(!!!!!!***
Next Chapter: Christmas is not quite over, back at school and what happens when Ginny stops by Harry's office just as someone else wants too??
A/N: Thank you to everyone!! For all your reviews! Thank you to:
midnight fenix- Thank you so much! That really means a lot to me! Good Luck on yours! Can't wait to read it!
Just a Girl , Jade Stellar , Hallie- Thank you!
Josh Potter- Thank you! I will work harder on my details, I hope this one is a good start in the adding details, sorry this one is so short!
Mysty , Lillianne - I hope you like this half of Christmas. I'm so happy you like the friends. I really had fun developing their characters before I started writing, I think I wouldn't mind using them again in another fic:)
Carmine007- OMG! *takes box of wheat thins* I feel so honors to receive this from Carmine007, I LOVE YOU TOO!! Thank you so much, you make me feel like a million dollars!!!
rad- Thank you so much, I hope you enjoyed it. I admit it isn't not as big as I said it was, because someone already guessed it...But, I hope it was still a shock!
everpresent: Thank you for giving me just what I needed. I just want to explain that I know she is different in the 5 book, she has a boyfriend. This happened to me: I had a huge crush on Guy A, I got a boyfriend Guy B, I was able to talk to Guy A because Guy B made me confident, Guy B and I broke up, then, all of a sudden, I found that I still had a crush on Guy A, and I could barely form two words around him. Thank you so much, I'll try to make it more clear in the following chapters on how her character is. Oh, thank you about the Colin mistake, I'll fix it right away!
Grip of Chaos- Your so sweet *Puts watch safely in pocket* Thank you!
A/N: Ok, I realized that the fic is almost done, since I am shooting out 3 chapters a day, I wouldn't be surprised if I finish it this week. Now, after this, school starts again, and I have play rehearsal after school so I won't be able to write much more, but I will.
Disclaimer: I'm sorry I have to do this, because I am running out of jokes for the disclaimer...I just looked at that word, isn't that a weird word? Think about it, break up the syllables. (Harry Potter doesn't belong to me!)
Feel free to sue me, I read somewhere that all you need to sue someone is you have to ask for ATLEAST $20, that's right, twenty dollars!!! Cool!! Right???
WARNING! WARNING!: The following scenario happens in 1 in every 5 Harry Potter fanfics, I'm sure with just that being said you can guess what it is already. I'm sorry I had to be the one in those 5 but subplots are so hard to come by these days...
~~~~~
Chapter 7: A Surprise!
~~~~~
Ginny hugged all of her friends good-bye, wishing them a happy Christmas as they left on the train. She watched the scarlet steam engine ride off towards the horizon with all of its grace and beauty. She only wished that someday, when she was older, she could come back and ride it again.
Ginny turned around and saw Harry smiling at her from a few feet behind. "Ready to Apparate?" she asked him, dragging her duffel bag over to his feet.
"Yes," Harry smiled, "Ready when you are."
Ginny hoisted her deep red bag over her shoulder and nodded. He did the same and disappeared with an audible crack. Ginny closed her eyes and felt the familiar spinning sensation that felt like she was caught up in a tornado. Her body was being pulled up and then sucked down, and when she opened her eyes after hearing a pop she saw that she had appeared at the Burrow, (namely her room).
Ginny plopped down on her bed and sighed. She was so tired. She thought a little nap couldn't hurt, but then she realized something--silence. No one was in the bathroom. Ginny jumped up and ran to the small room that was across the hall.
'A warm shower, that's what I need,' Ginny thought as she turned one of the rusting knobs until it reached P for 'Pleasantly Hot.' Ginny tossed her muggle clothes into the laundry chute and entered the stall, just letting the warm water cascade over her body.
Slowly and gently washing her hair, she could feel the soft soap suds between her fingers and follicles. She rinsed it out and felt it wash down her back. She grabbed the shower puff and put her body wash on, rubbing her hands in it to get the soap to foam. Suddenly the whole bathroom smelled of soft, ocean air.
After her lovely shower, she departed (may want to use the words vacate or got out of) from the tub only to realize she had forgotten to bring her clothes. Ginny wrapped her hair in a towel and then grabbed a very fluffy, pink one to wrap around her body. But she soon found out that it was really small; shorter than most of her shorts and skirts.
Ginny slowly opened the door, peaking outside to check if the coast was clear. A cool bust of air hit her wet body as she slowly walked away from the door and started to make her way to her room--
"Ginny?" Harry yelled.
Ginny spun around to see Harry standing not ten feet away, with an embarrassed, yet amused, smirk on his face. "Yes?" she said as though he were talking to her at the dinner table. She was trying her best to ignore her red face.
"Your mum said that its almost lunchtime." Harry walked past her and said, "Lookin' good, Weasley."
"Why Professor Potter, are you goin' gimme points for that?" she said in an imitation of Sara and Beth's voices.
Harry laughed and continued walking down the hall.
~~~~
The week passed with everyone getting more and more into the Christmas spirit. Ginny found herself on the sofa in front of the living room fire, sipping hot cocoa and reading a good book for most of the break.
It was usually loud with all her family there. Bill was getting ready for his wedding with Fleur, and Charlie went to see all the Quidditch games possible with Fred and George. Ron was looking for an apartment to move into this summer with Harry, who apparently was only planning on teaching one year at Hogwarts before starting his Auror training. Hermione was out, already working for the Daily Prophet and also planning to do Auror training in the fall.
Ginny found herself, once again, on the last page of a horror novel. Sure it was Christmas, but a nice scare would put her into the right Yuletide spirit! As she read down to the middle of the page, she heard something behind her. Ginny pulled the book closer to her face, holding onto the text for dear life. The last sentence was coming up--the conclusion where they would take the mask off to see who commited all those murders and stalked all those people-- "Boo!"
Ginny turned around and clutched her heart. "Don't scare me like that!" Her voice was shaking and her heart was going so fast that she thought it might break out of her chest.
"Sorry, it just seemed like the perfect opportunity." Harry smiled. Ginny could have sworn that her heart went just a little faster.
Ginny swung her legs off the sofa and marched toward the stairs. "Ginny," Harry said. She could tell he had a smile on his face.
Ginny slowly turned to Harry, who was standing in front of the huge, overly decorated Christmas tree. Form the position they were standing in, it looked like the big, old, golden star that resided on top of the tree was now on Harry's head, much like a hat. "Yes," she said while holding back a laugh.
"What are you doing?" He took a small step forward. Now it looked like a single point was sticking from the top of his head and several others were sticking out from the sides.
"I'm going to grab another book, I finished this one." Ginny forced back a grin.
"Well, sorry, but I have to stop you," Harry grinned and walked closer, leaving less that 5 feet between them.
"What do you mean?" Ginny asked, preparing to take a step back. Harry pointed up to something above her head. Ginny stared at him for a moment before looking up. There it was, the bane in her existence...mistletoe. She glared at it as if it was insulting her freckles or something, the little green leaves attached to the round, red berries. 'Is that even REAL mistletoe?' she asked herself, not really looking for an answer.
"You know, Gin, its tradition." Harry took a step forward, smiling.
"But--" Ginny tried to protest. What would happen if her and Harry, student and teacher, started kissing, and the mistletoe decided to wander off to some other unlucky people, and her brothers popped in? Or worse, her parents?
"I don't want to get bad luck for such a trivial Christmas tradition, Ginny." Harry was so close he could have hugged her.
"You're my teacher," she whispered. She didn't look at him, but in the opposite direction of the greenery above her, to her toes in the soft, shag yarn of the rug.
"Just at school," he put a hand on her elbow in a comforting manner, "At school I'm your professor. Here, at the Burrow, we are just Ginny and Harry joining in on the Christmas spirit."
Ginny suddenly wasn't feeling very Christmas-y. Harry smiled at her; he knew she really wanted to kiss him, but the haunting feeling of being caught frightened and excited her all at the same time. And not to mention that he was considered her elder, her mentor, her role model at school. 'Well, we will be working on a new lesson today,' she said, smiling to herself.
Harry grinned and began to lean in, his breath once again on her face, warm and low. He brought a hand up to her cheek and pulled her gently toward his own and let his lips lightly touch hers. He pushed a little harder, making it a real kiss and not just two pairs of lips touching sort- of-thing. He was about to make the kiss a little French when she pushed him away.
"YOU!" Ginny pointed at him, "It was you! Wasn't it?"
Harry smiled. "Aw, you remembered my kiss, Gin," Harry said, showing her his sweet, cocky grin.
"Do you know how many people could have caught us?" She wasn't shouting loud enough for the whole house to hear, but she still had the angry tone.
"Nobody could have recognized me. You were less that 2 feet away from me the whole night and you didn't realize it was me," Harry pointed out.
Ginny turned away for a minute, "Why didn't you tell me who you were?" Ginny looked at him, her soft brown eyes looking betrayed.
"Like you said, we could have gotten caught. I was calling you Ginny the whole night. If I kissed you and said 'I'm Harry, you know, your Professor,' someone would have put two and two together."
Ginny shrugged in agreement, not looking at him, but keeping her face to the side. She suddenly smiled and slowly turned back to him, "You said you had a crush on me," she said slyly.
Harry blushed, "S-so I did." He looked away for a second and then laughed. "Does this mean you're not mad at me?"
Ginny walked back over to him, in the same place she was when they kissed. "I wasn't mad at you, just hurt." She backed up but Harry's arms pulled her back, and instead of kissing her, he hugged her. Ginny felt that she would float away if it weren't for his arms anchoring her.
Reality hit again, and she pushed him away. "Harry, we can't start anything!"
"What do you mean?" This time Harry looked hurt.
"You're my teacher, how would we hide it? I am not having 100 detentions on my record, I'd never get to be an Auror." Ginny walked up the stairs. "Just give me a while."
Harry walked to the foot of the stairs and rested a hand on the banister. "Ginny?" he called. She turned around and smiled to him, then continued on her way.
~~~
***Thanks to Ashley for beta-ing this chapter as well(!!!!!!***
Next Chapter: Christmas is not quite over, back at school and what happens when Ginny stops by Harry's office just as someone else wants too??
A/N: Thank you to everyone!! For all your reviews! Thank you to:
midnight fenix- Thank you so much! That really means a lot to me! Good Luck on yours! Can't wait to read it!
Just a Girl , Jade Stellar , Hallie- Thank you!
Josh Potter- Thank you! I will work harder on my details, I hope this one is a good start in the adding details, sorry this one is so short!
Mysty , Lillianne - I hope you like this half of Christmas. I'm so happy you like the friends. I really had fun developing their characters before I started writing, I think I wouldn't mind using them again in another fic:)
Carmine007- OMG! *takes box of wheat thins* I feel so honors to receive this from Carmine007, I LOVE YOU TOO!! Thank you so much, you make me feel like a million dollars!!!
rad- Thank you so much, I hope you enjoyed it. I admit it isn't not as big as I said it was, because someone already guessed it...But, I hope it was still a shock!
everpresent: Thank you for giving me just what I needed. I just want to explain that I know she is different in the 5 book, she has a boyfriend. This happened to me: I had a huge crush on Guy A, I got a boyfriend Guy B, I was able to talk to Guy A because Guy B made me confident, Guy B and I broke up, then, all of a sudden, I found that I still had a crush on Guy A, and I could barely form two words around him. Thank you so much, I'll try to make it more clear in the following chapters on how her character is. Oh, thank you about the Colin mistake, I'll fix it right away!
Grip of Chaos- Your so sweet *Puts watch safely in pocket* Thank you!
A/N: Ok, I realized that the fic is almost done, since I am shooting out 3 chapters a day, I wouldn't be surprised if I finish it this week. Now, after this, school starts again, and I have play rehearsal after school so I won't be able to write much more, but I will.