The Wedding Planner
by:MerlinsApprentince
Chapter 2
A/N: Sorry this took so freakin long so so so so so so so so so so long. I mean it. I promise the other won't be as long as this one. I hope anyways. ^.^;;; Hey at least I dont take years like J.K. Rowling. I am practically dieing with suspense on knowing what happens in the fifth book!!! Thank god it comes out June 21st thank you thank you thank you!!!! There is a god!!! Oh and excuse the spelling and grammar errors. I just got
me a beta reader and i dont want to waste time getting this out so just ignore them and be happy like me!!! mwhahahaha *cough*
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Ginny groaned quietly. She was so sleepy.So terribly sleepy. But she felt something poking her and it was getting more then annoying. Groaning she pulled her eyes open and tried to bend her head down to see they bugger that was really bugging her. But her neck. It wouldn't bend.
Ginny tried again. It didn't work. Panic suddenly rose quickly. "Oh no! I'm paralyzed! Oh god I'm paralyzed!"
A very high voice answered to Ginny's high pitched wails. "Very unlikely. If you were paralyzed you couldn't move anything." Ginny looked up and saw a tiny little girl holding a magnifying glass. Ginny yelped frantically clutching her neck. One of the other little children peered up at her from the bed.
"You think she's dead?" one of them asked. "If she is she must have went to heaven because she has the cleanest toenails I've every seen" another one replied. Ginny frantically looked around. She was in no heaven. If she died she certainly had gone to hell.
Suddenly the door opened and the little demons squealed racing toward the guy who opened it. Ginny tried desperately to look up to see who it was but her paralysis was preventing her. "So how's our patient?" the man asked the kids and they all replied with different odd answers.
"Shes fine!"
"I think she needs more liquid..."
"Don't forget to check her heartbeat!" and without another word the man broke them off. "Why don't you go load her 3 C.C.'s of butterbeer alright?" The kids all squealed and laughed as they raced out of the room in search for the butterbeer for their patient. Ginny stopped squirming when the man came next to her. Suddenly she remembered. This was the guy who saved her from the trash can.
"Don't mind them" he teased gently as he came next to her taking the clipboard from the side of the hospital bed she was in. "They get excitied when we have older patients" he insisted as he scarthed down a few things with his quill. Ginny starred at him gently. "Thanks" she stated simply blinking her hazel eyes.
The guy starred down at her and grinned. "Your very welcome" he insisted. "I'm Dr.P" he introduced himself with his nickname. Ginny shook his hand he let out. "Ginny Weasley" she introduced herself as he starred at the clipboard. The man suddenly stopped and did a double take on her. He starred for a moment, over her fiery red hair that was more of a mess then usual, and her hazel eyes, the pale skin, and the millions of frecklas dotted over her face. He saw it. How couldn't he remember?
"G-Ginny? Ginny Weasley?" he asked again slowly grasping the whole wild idea into concept. Ginny frowned peering at him unsurely. "Yeah. Me. Ginny." she stated puzzled at his amazed and odd tone. Dr.P shook his head. "Gin don't ya recongize me?" he questioned roughly grinning despite the fact the little girl he once knew hardly remembered him.
Ginny looked at him raising an eyebrow. "I havent a idea on what your talking about" she said plainly shaking her head, sending her red locks flying. He chuckled and gently pushed up his locks to reveal the lightening shape scar on the left of his forehead. Ginny looked at it for a moment and gasped laughing.
"Oh my... Bloody Harry, hi!!!"
She should have recongized, she really should have. It was so familiar now once she thought about it. The shaggy raven locks. The piercing green eyes. The glasses. Everything. But he was a doctor now. How odd. She always thought he was going to end up something extravagant like a Auror or what not.
Harry laughed merrily along with her. "Hi Ginny..." he stated simply grinning goofy like. He never really expected to met old friends like this, saving them from wild racing trash cans. "Look at you... a doctor" Ginny observed proudly. Even though she was over her little childish crush on him, she thought of him greatly as a part of the Weasley family and was awfully proud for him when he did amazing stuff.
Harry smilied. "Speaking of doctor, lemme get that off your neck" he observed the restrian that Ginny had that that paralyzed her. Ginny tried to look down , but couldn't, and laughed. "Please" she insisted. Harry peered over and unhinged it, reading the board he threw on the table. "Well, Ginny heres your stats. Your scans say your fine, no head injuries, no concussions, you absolutely healthy. Once we get premission from head doctor you are free to go... whoa you have a big neck"
Ginny hardly observed his other statement as she heard his little 'compliment'. "Big Neck? I have a big neck?" she cried out questioningly as her hand hurried to her neck hideous at the thought of a 'big' neck. Harry laughed raising an eyebrow. "Don't take it to the heart. I just haven't had a patient over the age of 6 in awhile" he explained still chortling at her little commotion.
Ginny gave him an eye, but still had her hand at the base of her neck. Big neck...?
***
"Alright Miss, stay here and the doctor will be make once he gets your premission" the kind nurse stated leading Ginny into Harry's office.
Ginny smilied poiletely and walked in. It was nice, small, but not so small it was uncomfortably. She grinned coming to a large desk where presents of thankfulness layed. She spotted a tiny little box with the words 'Thank You, Dr.P' etched on it.
She couldn't help but grin at the sight. She liked the prospect of Harry having a job like this. It was quite perfect. He wanted to help the world, just not the evil. He had enough of that during the school year. He deserved to have a nice job like this. A job that could get him enough money to live, and enough money to help people in trouble.
He had plenty of little gifts and she couldn't help but poke at each and every one of them. They were just to cute and interesting. Suddenly as she passed through another set of presents she came across a mirror and found herself in a state of shock. She was as pale as milk her frecklas shown more then ever, her red fiery hair puffed up in her loose ponytail and her eyes were red.
"Oh!" Ginny exclaimed quickly pushing down her tendrils hurriedly digging in her purse for her lip gloss in hopes it would add some color to her face. "Ginny?" Harry's voice came closer, and Ginny's had came quicker spreading the gloss quickly over her lips, and threw it back in her bottomless purse and threw herself in the waiting chair.
When Harry came in, he saw Ginny flushed and breathing a bit faster then usual. "Hey" he greeted and Ginny turned around smiling. "Hey" she replied back innocently easing herself more carefully into the chair. Truth be told she hadn't seen Harry since Percy and Penny's wedding, and she kinda wanted to make a first impression with him. Not that she still liked him or anything... No... absurd....
"So?" she questioned looking up at Dr.Potter with a inqusitive stare. "Does the doctor say I can go?" Harry grinned pleasently taking a seat at his desk. "After a quick look at your Cat scans and such, he decided that he'd let you go" he delievered the good news briefly still smiling. He was relieved she was alright. She was still the little Ginny he knew and didnt like to see her hurt.
"Thats gre---" Ginny began was suddenly cut off my wild ranting in the hallway.
"I don't get it one minute she was there talking to me on her cellphone, and then I hear this great rattling and it shook and I just don't get it why was she talking about her shoe and then it was just like...!!!" Michelle's loud voice rattled from the hallway, making Ginny wince. Oh, no. Michelle. Dear god, save her.
"Ah! Ginny! Oh Oh Oh I thought you were died and rotting in the middle of nowhere with no one to save you!!!" she exclaimed in a high pitch voice, throwing her arms around her boss sobbing uncontrollably in her shoulder. Harry raised and eyebrow, stunned and confused. Ginny felt her face flush instantly in embrassment.
"Michelle... Michelle... Michelle!" Ginny hissed forcing a grin on her pale face. "I'm. Fine. Now please let go of me before you end me back up in a hospital bed again" but Michelle wasn't even looking at Ginny. She was gaping at Harry, both eyebrows raised, and slowly but surely a grin spreading on her own face.
"Is this... this is the guy who saved you?" she whispered quietly her eyes brightening scanning over Harry's well chiseled face. Ginny sighed knowing the contemplating look and fearing the worst. "Yes, Michelle this is the guy who saved me" she stated rolling her eyes wishing desperately that Harry was somebody else entirely it would have made things alot more easier.
"Uh hi there... I wouldn't excatly call it a rescue... it was more of the right place, right time deal" Harry greeted carefully with a warm smile. Michelle knodded, crossing her arms and leaning against Ginny's chair her gaze spaced out on him with a dazed grin. Harry looked at her unsurely keeping his look on her waiting for her introduction. When it didn't come her sighed. "Alright then. I'm Harry. Harry Potter"
Michele's eyebrows raised at the name. She grinned deeper softly. "Oh. Oh. Well hello. I'm Michelle Noose" she introduced her eyes still dazed and round with her idea. "So you know... I've always been interested in doctor stuff... you know pediatricians and stuff..." Ginny sighed holding her head in her hands. No, No, No, this was NOT happening. Her friend was making a fool out of herself, and what made it worse was she didn't even know she was making a fool of herself!!!
"You know, I've just always wished I could be like, a doctor and help little kids out but... my destiny did not lead me there" the blonde air head mummured shaking her head as if it was the end of the world. Ginny wished repeatedly over and over in her head that she was some where else right now. Harry just watched extremely and uttterly confused, playing a small smirk of confusion. He thought maybe the girl was a little... insane. Or slow in some sort.
Michelle grinned softly and drasticly changed the subject. "So you work tonight? Because, downtown, there's this park, that shows old 3-D videos and well... theres one playing tonight and I think it'll be great if you can join me and Ginny here to go..." Ginny's face instantly paled and she was willing to get Harry's broomstick hanging on the wall and smack her once best friend. She was worse then Hermoine!!! At least she hooked her up with someone suitable enough!!! Harry was her brother's best friend and one of her one close friends!!!
"Oh, no no no, I'm Sure Doctor Potter has more important stuff to do then um... go frolicking with us lowlifes right?" Ginny piped up scooting next to Michelle. Harry then fiegned a hurt look. "You don't want me to go?" he questioned in a pitiful tone, raising an eyebrow. Ginny suddenly felt guilty. She hadn't seen or talked to the guy in like seven years and here he was ready for talking up.. "No its not that its just ----" she started but of course her best bud in the whole wide world had to get her share.
"Oh come on Ginny he won't be a problem.Please? Don't be a spoiled sport!!!" Harry grinned at Michelle's high pitched whining. "And it just so happens I'm not even suppose to be in the office today. So I am free to go tonight. " he stated with a smug grin. Ginny smirked back. Why did she suddenly feel as if her world was just going to end? Why?
Sadly she had the answer to that. The smug private smirk on Michelle Noose's face that suggested things between her and Harry weren't going to be just friends with her. Ginny sighed shaking her head. The life she once knew was gone forever.
***
"You are not going to leave me here!" Ginny hissed seeing that happy go lucky look as the two young women waited patiently for Harry to come back from the concession stand. Michelle smirked dancing up in down in her dress her blonde tendrils bouncing up and down with her excitement. She was going to hook her friend up once and for all. Whether she liked it or not. "Yes I am" she shot back in a sing song voice.
Ginny shot her a glare. She stood in her favorite pair of lose jeans and a pink shirt her firey hair placed back in a loose ponytail. She was actually sad to admit that she had spent more then a hour fixing herself up for this. Despite the fact it was she, Harry, and Michelle. Despite the fact she and Harry were just old school friends. Despite the fact she did not have a crush on him...
"Don't do this to me" she hissed shoting now death glares at her once best friend. Her lips were shiny with gloss and even attempted eyeshadow. The Weasley woman felt like a freak in the makeup .She never wore makeup. What the hell was she thinking? This was really truly screwing up her brain. And it would just make it worse if Michelle left her. Alone. With her once crush.
Michelle just ignored her bouncing up and down on the balls of her feet. "C'mon, 'Chelle, don't make me resort to pleading, please please please" suddenly Ginny's voice became desperate. Suddenly without notice Harry appeared, holding a bag of caramel popcorn and a bag of bertie botts. He looked good, in a loose green shirt, and baggy comfortable jeans. His raven hair sprout in odd directions, making it looked even better then it would if it was slicked down, and his emerald eyes looked playful and friendly. "Hey" he greeted with a smirk.
Ginny locked her mouth as she looked at Harry. Bloody... when did he get so hot? She didn't remember him like this in school... the reason she did like him because he was the opposite of the hot guys at school. Instead of tall he was meduim size, instead of musucular he was skinny, and instead of elegant he was lanky. Instead he acquired all the cutey boy adjectives, being tall, muscular, and quite elegant indeed. She blinked, and suddenly flashed a grin. "Hi" she squeaked and suddenly clutched her throat. Her voice. That wasn't her voice. That COULDN'T have been her voice.
Harry gave her a look ,and shook his head. Ginny looked different. Taller. Prettier. Defaintly more grown up. When she was in her 6th year she still looked like a child. Looking at her now, it was like looking at somebody totally different. Something in her eyes maybe. He peered at her for a moment and suddenly it hit him. The look in her eyes were confidence. She was wasn't afriad to be herself anymore. In school she had barely any confidence. She was quite a loner then without any friends. But now... her eyes alite with all that confidence. Dare he say it was a attraction. It made her look so much more better.
"Here" he added as he peered over at her crazy friend Michelle. He handed her the bag of beans, she had insisted to buy . "Your beans" Michelle caught the paper bag peering inside at the beans. "Thanks... uh but look I'm sorry but I'm going to have to cut this short" she stated sadly shaking her head.
Ginny looked up in alarm. No. Oh, no. Michelle don't do this to me!!! she thought wildly her eyes flashign dangerously. Harry frowned taking a bite of his popcorn. Even though she was a little wild he wouldnt have mind getting to know her better. And she would probably help out with any awkwardness between him and Ginny. Harry would not admit that there wasn't any awkwardness. There certainly was. The girl wouldn't met his eyes.
"Really? Whats up?" he questioned giving her his full attention. Michelle sighed suddenly. An excuse? He wanted an excuse....? "Uh... well... see.. My friend's uncle's... grandmother! She- she went on a um... a...uuh... safari!, and she needs some help with the scanner and ink and stuff and you know so I better go bye!!!' she stated all in once sentence without further ado disppeared past the thickening crowd.
Harry watched with amusement as she ran. Ginny watched with a look that certainly was not amusement. "Geez, I hope her friend's uncle's grandmother can get it working" the raven haired boy teased, ,taking another popcorn kernal into his mouth, trying desperately to light up the conversation. Ginny turned back toward him. She had no idea why she was so awkward around him. Why was there ice? I mean... he practically spent every summer during the school year at her house for heavensakes!
She had no choice but to lighten up and relax. Just your friend, Ginny. Aboslutely nothing to worry about. She played a grin pushing a loose auburn tendril behind her. "Uh... I've got us some saved seats. C'mon" she encouraged as she headed off toward the side. Harry followed, looking around. He had been to this park in Hogsmeade many times, but all during the afternoon. During the dark, the park was alive. It changed drasticily. It was like a carnival of some sort and it was quite amazing.
"Ginny!" a voice broke out and Harry turned around breaking his attention from his surroundings. Ginny looked up to see Carl, a old asian with friendly dark eyes and a bald head. He stood in his bobby suite before a log. "Why hello Carl. Thanks so much for guarding my stump" she teased playfully happy to see someone that wasn't from her past. Carl was a old friend of her's, from her mom's nursing home. He had a part time job as a bobby in the park, and whenever she and Michelle or Hermoine decided to go downtown and see a 3-D, he was here guarding her log from trespassers.
Carl gave a toothy grin. "Ms.Weasley, it's no prob, a pack of fresky kids came by but I stopped them" he stated proudly and Ginny laughed, holding on to her purse."Thanks very much indeed" then she turned toward Harry who looked quite uncomfortable too. God, she lost her manners. "Oh, Carl, this is Harry Potter, a old school friend of mine and Harry my good friend Carl" she introduced the two,who both took hands.
"Harry Potter eh? Well, you better be careful with her, or I will personally smack you down with my stick:" Carl flashed his stick, pounding it in his palm. Harry's voice took a little paleness and Ginny felt herself blush. "Carl!!!" she hissed embarassed. What in the blazes happened to her friends? First Hermoine, then Michelle, and now Carl? Ginny shook her head, taking Harry's arm hurriedly as Carl chuckled teasingly.
"Well see ya at Exploding Snap practice!" Carl waved a cheery reply as if no words were spoken between him and Harry and went off whistling. Ginny sighed blowing out some hot air. She felt more or less utterly embarassed and extremely stupid. "Oh gosh, I'm so sorry, so sorry" she stated to Harry as the came to sit upon the log. Harry chuckled shaking his head. "Don't worry, I get personally threats to get smacked down all the time" Harry prided himself on his excelleant comebacks. Ginny rolled her hazel eyes. "Funny" she hissed but chuckled at the end.
"So, whats this Exploding Snap practice hmm?" Harry questioned as he watched the people gather in front of the blank wall. Ginny had gotten them a perfect spot, a awesome view of what the movie would soon be, and he could see everybody up here on the hill. Ginny laughed aloud, a little scared to explain to him about Exploding Snap. "You don't want to know" she insisted as she took a drink from one of the snacks Harry was holding.
He looked up his emerald eyes curious. "I do too. Come on, Ginny, you can't leave me hanging here asking myself Whats Exploding Snap practice what am going to do?" Ginny felt the ice melting around the two as she laughed leaning against the stump of the tree next to their log. "Long story though" she added but Harry wouldn't budge, "I wanna know" he insisted.
She sighed shaking her head. "Well, you know, after dad died, mom was a little bit alone" Ginny saw Harry's face fall at the mention of her Dad's death. She understood. Harry was like part of the family. Loosing one of her parents to him was like loosing his own parents all over again. But she barely remember seeing him at his funeral, or any where else at the time. Wonder what he was up to....?
"Anyways... she kinda got a little obsessed with the game exploding snap. It was Daddy's favorite game. She started playing over and over again with me, and then when she was put into the home she joined their club. I joined along as well. Its made me quite a player" she teased shoving his shoulder to brighten his face.
Harry chuckled for her, peering at his beans. "C-O-O-L" he spelled aloud as he put a pile of beans on his palm and flicked a few nasty ones out of the pile. Ginny watched with a amused glance as he threw a certain color bean over his shoulder. "What are you doing?" she finally asked after getting herself completely confused on watching him.
Harry blinked up at her, almost lost in his thoughts of the Weasleys and trying to squish some guilty feelings fluttering inside him. "Oh, uh, am I little paraniod? Had a tramuatizing attack a couple months ago with bean that was vomit flavored. Any color that looked even the tinest bit like that I won't eat" he explained looking at her leaning against the tree. God, she had changed so much. She chuclked heartily rolling her eyes. Everything about her suggested a wild untame spirit, free and friendly. She looked so ... different compared to her as the tiny wistful child who was taken to the chamber of secerts in her second year, that tiny little frightened girl.
He frowned biting his lip. Before he even thought of it a question popped out of his lips. "So where would one go to a Exploding Snap practice?" he asked looking up at her surprised at his own curiousness and sincereness. He instantly regretted the thoughts and the question he had. But it was his luck Ginny hadn't heard a word because music was heard throughout the small outside theather. "Shush, the movie's beginning" she whispered leaning forward eagerly to see the 3-D beginning.
Harry sighed. He leaned back closing his eyes. Good move, smartass.
The movie began, Breakfast at Tiffany's, a old muggle movie that was cherished. Audrey Hepburn, a british actress starred in it. Ginny loved this movie, having seen it more then intended, but this was Harry's first time ever seeing it. She glanced at him a few moments during the movie, every now and then. He seemed content and well. But he was thinking throughout the whole movie. She could tell. His eyebrows scrunched up and his green eyes were distant.
Ginny had to admit it was sad, that she knew every facial position of the Potter Boy.She had nothing better to do then to stare at him during classes or in the common room. God she was pathethic. Really pathethic. She turned back to the 3-D screen, and suddenly saw the movie was almost ending. Holly and Paul were standing in the rain, just about to kiss. The music was soft and dramatic and people starting up and dancing along to the music in the computer animated rain.
Ginny suddenly felt her heart pounding. Oh shit. Her mouth was going to do something before her brain. She could feel it. Any second... the bad thing about it was she had no control over her mouth. Whatever she had thought it just popped out half the time. Thats why she hardly had any friends during school. She had scared them away with her mouth. She tried desperately to hold in whatever she was going to say with Harry, but it was no use.
"Would you... would you like to dance?" Ginny's eyes widened at the words that sprouted from her lips. What... the...hell? Where did her mind get that from?!?!?! Harry was a freakin friend, nothing else, stop it stop it stop it!!! Ginny felt herself blush from her violent thoughts, shaking with fury. Harry looked up from his own thoughts barely acknowledging the question. They were both doing stupid things tonight. He rethought her question and slowly shook his head. It was for the best. "Nah, if you don't mind, rather stay up here" Harry stated slowly listening to himself decline her.
Ginny felt a wave of relief but also sadness that he wouldn't agree to dance with him. She shurgged putting on a half smirk. "Alright, don't worry about it. Just a notion" Stupid mouth, stupid mouth, stupid mouth, once we get home I am so washing you with soap!!! Suddenly someone behind them broke her thoughts. "Hey the girl asked you to dance, you dance" Carl's voice rang in both ears. "Carl!!!" Ginny hissed again shocked at his protectiveness and harshness in his voice. But she couldn't help but give him credit. He was the kind of person you should bring on a date. He saved your spot, scared your date, and threathened him into dancing....
What hold up! No date. Not a date. Get a grip on yourself Weasley. Date is a No No.
Harry chuckled, shaking his head. What was he thinking? He had declined a girl's offer. How terribly rude. And it wasn't like the two were really dating. Now that would have been a problem. "No, No, he's right, Yes, Ginny I would love to dance" Ginny listened to the words a little shocked at his easyness. She frowned, and just decided to play along. "Well, no pressure" she teased lightening the air, as she and Harry stood up awkwardly. "Oh, no pressure, none at all" he teased right back, both happy to have some humour in the air.
They came to the crowd and Harry awkwardly took her hands to dance. Suddenly the both were sent into an unusual slow pattern. Ginny blinked slightly impressed. "Ah.. where did you learn how to dance?" she questioned outwardly smiling as he spun her. He laughed. "Ball room dancing" he answered honestly. Ginny raised an eyebrow. "Oh, so your gay?" she questioned sneakily. Ah! Bad mouth, Bad mouth, Bad mouth! Now soap AND pepper!!!
But Harry didn't notice her inner conflict and just chuckled. "Oh the gayest" he insisted with a intent look and spun her around. Ginny came back to his arms, with a confused eyebrow, a smirk on her face. "Oh" she stated plainly looking down at the ground after a moment. Harry sensed the awkwardness and laughed. "No, No, No" he smirked moving along slowly with the music. " When I went for qudditch for awhile, we went to so many dinner parties, and I looked stupid trampling over everyone's feet, so I took ballroom dancing. Kinda made me feel bunch better"
"Well, I'm glad to report that you haven't stepped on any toes yet" Ginny said in a giggly voice. No more ten pounds of coffee before going out. No control over her mouth, and now she was playful. Not a good combination. Harry shook his head. "Oh please Ginny your making me blush" She laughed brightly the music slowing down. "And your not the best dancer ethier, I swear you just stepped on my toe" Harry found himself smiling. He was such a liar. Ginny looked down faking a face of unhapppiness."Oh did I ? I'm sorry..." she whispered.
Harry laughed fighting back. "Oh it hurts!" "Oh please I didn't step on your - - -" "Yes you did!!!" "No I didn't!!!" Harry was forgetting the fact they were dancing, the fact they were together at all, all he thought was how much fun he was having. He hadn't relax like this for a long, long time. He didn't notice the fact they practically stopped dancing. He barely noticed the fact they weren't even talking anymore. They were just standing starring at one another laughing enjoying one another's company. He didn't even acknowledged the fact that her face was coming closer and closer, and his was doing the excat same thing. Harry didn't even know they were just about to kiss...
Suddenly something wet hit him striaght smack in the forehead awakening him from his odd dream. Ginny broke out of her stance peering in confusion, as the drops came harder upon the two. She stopped ackownledging where she was and acknoweldging excatly were her face was. Oh, no. Oh this is not good. She was going to kiss him. She was if it hadn't just started to rain. Oh Oh Oh not a good thing, not a good thing at all.
But Ginny couldn't help but smile.
***
"Alright, I was thinking, there's this old vineyard downtown its perfect, elegant and victorian just like you described earlier and thats excatly what I want. You'll see it's amazing you can do so much with it..." Melody stepped along with Ginny who was helping Michelle with a Bah Mitzvah. Ginny stood dressed in a plain white shirt, and a pair of loose jeans her hair down and ordinary. But she wasn't just plain. She was.... glowing practically.
Melody looked over at Ginny who sat smiling brightly over a batch of sign in sheet papers. "What happened?" she finally questioned her short blonde held into two cheerful french braids watching over her wedding planner. Ginny looked up confused, a small smile still on her face. "What? Nothing... nothing happened" she insisted watching the Bah Mitzvah unroll Michelle scurrying around trying desperately to stop people breaking plates.
"Stop smiling then" Melody challenged watching Ginny with a smirk. She knew this look. The girl was clearly in love with someone or something at least. Ginny gave her a squint and reluctantly let the perks at the side of her lips slide. But a second later they were both brought back up. "I can't!" she laughed at the realization. Melody she her head feeling accomplished. "So... who is he?"
Ginny blinked, astonished at this woman's quickness. Was she that obvious? She sighed sitting down at one of the visitory chairs and spilled the story to her client. Melody blinked in shock at the almost perfect-ness of her romance novel. "Oh my gosh... thats so romantic! A moonlight date, a elegant dance, a kiss under the stars...." she laughed like she did when she was with her college girlfriends.
Ginny shook her head sending her beautiful red curls flying. Melody was afriad to admit that she was envious of those bright cheerful curls. "Ahhh... almost kiss" she stated but she was still practically jumping from her seat. Melody laughed. Nothing was bringing this girl down. "Well, with my help, you'll be at the altar in three months" Melody encouragred and Ginny just rolled her eyes, a smile somehow plastered atop her face permanatly.
Michelle appeared her bun loose and her hair disevehled her dress dirty and her eyes crazy. A stack of heavy neat plates sat in her arms. "Ginny, Ginny, Ginny you have to help me!!!!!!!! I mean its... its a... .... UNCONTROLLABLE!!!" she cried loudly as another crash of unseen plates broke in the crowd. The wedding planner frowned looking at her friend. Shrugging, she took a plate from atop the pile and unceremoniously let it drop pieces shattering on the ground. "If you can't beat 'um, join 'um" she shurgged feeling the pleasure to see something fragile shatter to pieces.
Michelle blinked in shock. "What.. what happened to you?!" she exclaimed wildly watching her best friend grin with a happy go lucky look. Melody smilied. "She met a guy" Instantly Michelle's face broke into a grin mirroring Ginny's laughing. "Ah! You met a guy!!!... You mean?..." Using their secert mind powers, Ginny knodded her head laughing at her own giddiness. "Ahhh!!" Michelle squealed in happiness dropping the tower of plates in her hands. "I can't believe it!!!" she screamed as the rowdy drunk crowd in the Bah Mitzvah screamed their encouragement at Michelle's plate shattering. They all came over in own big mob scooped up the assitant wedding planner and brought her into the air.
"AhhH!!" Michelle yelped floating in the sea of people. She was too estatic for her no-longer-single friend to notice she was in the air at all. "You owe me one!!!" she yelped as she taken to the side of the party yelping happily for Ginny Weasley.
***
Ginny smilied at the familiar dance studio, looking around as her other couple she was working for watched at the large studio. She came up the counter, to see the secertary, Bridget at the desk. Ginny was all dressed up in a red summer dress loose and wavy her auburn hair held down once again in a pair of heels. She was taking her new clients to ballroom dancing class.
She felt herself grin fully at the thought of ballroom dancing. One thought led to another and she was thinking of that night with Harry. She grinned even wider. "Hey Bridget. New ones today. You two just sign up here" she motioned to the couple who stood awkwardly. Bridget grinned. "Oh you guys are lucky tonight. Basil is actually here tonight to teach us! It's so exciting!" she grinned happily as the soon to be groom pulled out his wallet from his pocket.
Ginny grinned. "Really? Great! I'll go see him them!" Ginny was a regular at the dance studio and she knew so many people already and Basil was just the person she wouldn't have minded talking to now. She came into the ballroom peering around at the couples. She peered around the corner her heels hitting the highly polished wooden floor starring down for the tall bald man....
"Ah! Ginny!" a familiar voice called out. Ginny turned around her dress and hair flying and came face to face to Melody. Ginny laughed in surprise. "Hey what are you doing here?" she questioned coming over and giving her client a friendy hug. Melody sat in business suite pushing her sunglasses atop her head. "What am I doing here? I may know how to invent, but I dance like I retarded string bean" she stated honestly and Ginny laughed brightly her sunny mood still intact.
"Oh! This is a great oppourtunity for you to met my hubby!" Melody suddenly piped up clutching to Ginny's arm. Ginny smilied at her excitedness. It was obvious she adored him. She would make sure her wedding was perfect and try and save it from the usually disasters she encountered. Melody dragged her to the corner were a tall dark figure stood peering at the photos and awards.
Ginny stopped entirely a sinking feeling in her stomach. Oh no. Oh no no no no. He stood tall. Familiar. Handsome. He was the same size. He had uunconrtollable jet black hair and in the same green shirt she had seen somewhere else before. She felt herself become neasous her face paling. She went from the highest high to the lowest low. No way. This could not happen to her. Her of all people! What in the world did she do to deserve this?
"Honey!" Melody called out in a sickeningly high voice waving over the figure. Before her, as the body turned around there stood Harry Potter, his eyes hidden behind glasses his raven hair sticking up in odd directions his eyes glancing over from Melody... his fiancee... to Ginny... his wedding planner.
Ginny felt her heart sink to her feet. Oh Great.... Just great.
***
AHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAH I DID IT I DID IT I DID IT I DID IT!!!
.... i win....
Thank you and Have a nice day
~MerlinsApprentince
by:MerlinsApprentince
Chapter 2
A/N: Sorry this took so freakin long so so so so so so so so so so long. I mean it. I promise the other won't be as long as this one. I hope anyways. ^.^;;; Hey at least I dont take years like J.K. Rowling. I am practically dieing with suspense on knowing what happens in the fifth book!!! Thank god it comes out June 21st thank you thank you thank you!!!! There is a god!!! Oh and excuse the spelling and grammar errors. I just got
me a beta reader and i dont want to waste time getting this out so just ignore them and be happy like me!!! mwhahahaha *cough*
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Ginny groaned quietly. She was so sleepy.So terribly sleepy. But she felt something poking her and it was getting more then annoying. Groaning she pulled her eyes open and tried to bend her head down to see they bugger that was really bugging her. But her neck. It wouldn't bend.
Ginny tried again. It didn't work. Panic suddenly rose quickly. "Oh no! I'm paralyzed! Oh god I'm paralyzed!"
A very high voice answered to Ginny's high pitched wails. "Very unlikely. If you were paralyzed you couldn't move anything." Ginny looked up and saw a tiny little girl holding a magnifying glass. Ginny yelped frantically clutching her neck. One of the other little children peered up at her from the bed.
"You think she's dead?" one of them asked. "If she is she must have went to heaven because she has the cleanest toenails I've every seen" another one replied. Ginny frantically looked around. She was in no heaven. If she died she certainly had gone to hell.
Suddenly the door opened and the little demons squealed racing toward the guy who opened it. Ginny tried desperately to look up to see who it was but her paralysis was preventing her. "So how's our patient?" the man asked the kids and they all replied with different odd answers.
"Shes fine!"
"I think she needs more liquid..."
"Don't forget to check her heartbeat!" and without another word the man broke them off. "Why don't you go load her 3 C.C.'s of butterbeer alright?" The kids all squealed and laughed as they raced out of the room in search for the butterbeer for their patient. Ginny stopped squirming when the man came next to her. Suddenly she remembered. This was the guy who saved her from the trash can.
"Don't mind them" he teased gently as he came next to her taking the clipboard from the side of the hospital bed she was in. "They get excitied when we have older patients" he insisted as he scarthed down a few things with his quill. Ginny starred at him gently. "Thanks" she stated simply blinking her hazel eyes.
The guy starred down at her and grinned. "Your very welcome" he insisted. "I'm Dr.P" he introduced himself with his nickname. Ginny shook his hand he let out. "Ginny Weasley" she introduced herself as he starred at the clipboard. The man suddenly stopped and did a double take on her. He starred for a moment, over her fiery red hair that was more of a mess then usual, and her hazel eyes, the pale skin, and the millions of frecklas dotted over her face. He saw it. How couldn't he remember?
"G-Ginny? Ginny Weasley?" he asked again slowly grasping the whole wild idea into concept. Ginny frowned peering at him unsurely. "Yeah. Me. Ginny." she stated puzzled at his amazed and odd tone. Dr.P shook his head. "Gin don't ya recongize me?" he questioned roughly grinning despite the fact the little girl he once knew hardly remembered him.
Ginny looked at him raising an eyebrow. "I havent a idea on what your talking about" she said plainly shaking her head, sending her red locks flying. He chuckled and gently pushed up his locks to reveal the lightening shape scar on the left of his forehead. Ginny looked at it for a moment and gasped laughing.
"Oh my... Bloody Harry, hi!!!"
She should have recongized, she really should have. It was so familiar now once she thought about it. The shaggy raven locks. The piercing green eyes. The glasses. Everything. But he was a doctor now. How odd. She always thought he was going to end up something extravagant like a Auror or what not.
Harry laughed merrily along with her. "Hi Ginny..." he stated simply grinning goofy like. He never really expected to met old friends like this, saving them from wild racing trash cans. "Look at you... a doctor" Ginny observed proudly. Even though she was over her little childish crush on him, she thought of him greatly as a part of the Weasley family and was awfully proud for him when he did amazing stuff.
Harry smilied. "Speaking of doctor, lemme get that off your neck" he observed the restrian that Ginny had that that paralyzed her. Ginny tried to look down , but couldn't, and laughed. "Please" she insisted. Harry peered over and unhinged it, reading the board he threw on the table. "Well, Ginny heres your stats. Your scans say your fine, no head injuries, no concussions, you absolutely healthy. Once we get premission from head doctor you are free to go... whoa you have a big neck"
Ginny hardly observed his other statement as she heard his little 'compliment'. "Big Neck? I have a big neck?" she cried out questioningly as her hand hurried to her neck hideous at the thought of a 'big' neck. Harry laughed raising an eyebrow. "Don't take it to the heart. I just haven't had a patient over the age of 6 in awhile" he explained still chortling at her little commotion.
Ginny gave him an eye, but still had her hand at the base of her neck. Big neck...?
***
"Alright Miss, stay here and the doctor will be make once he gets your premission" the kind nurse stated leading Ginny into Harry's office.
Ginny smilied poiletely and walked in. It was nice, small, but not so small it was uncomfortably. She grinned coming to a large desk where presents of thankfulness layed. She spotted a tiny little box with the words 'Thank You, Dr.P' etched on it.
She couldn't help but grin at the sight. She liked the prospect of Harry having a job like this. It was quite perfect. He wanted to help the world, just not the evil. He had enough of that during the school year. He deserved to have a nice job like this. A job that could get him enough money to live, and enough money to help people in trouble.
He had plenty of little gifts and she couldn't help but poke at each and every one of them. They were just to cute and interesting. Suddenly as she passed through another set of presents she came across a mirror and found herself in a state of shock. She was as pale as milk her frecklas shown more then ever, her red fiery hair puffed up in her loose ponytail and her eyes were red.
"Oh!" Ginny exclaimed quickly pushing down her tendrils hurriedly digging in her purse for her lip gloss in hopes it would add some color to her face. "Ginny?" Harry's voice came closer, and Ginny's had came quicker spreading the gloss quickly over her lips, and threw it back in her bottomless purse and threw herself in the waiting chair.
When Harry came in, he saw Ginny flushed and breathing a bit faster then usual. "Hey" he greeted and Ginny turned around smiling. "Hey" she replied back innocently easing herself more carefully into the chair. Truth be told she hadn't seen Harry since Percy and Penny's wedding, and she kinda wanted to make a first impression with him. Not that she still liked him or anything... No... absurd....
"So?" she questioned looking up at Dr.Potter with a inqusitive stare. "Does the doctor say I can go?" Harry grinned pleasently taking a seat at his desk. "After a quick look at your Cat scans and such, he decided that he'd let you go" he delievered the good news briefly still smiling. He was relieved she was alright. She was still the little Ginny he knew and didnt like to see her hurt.
"Thats gre---" Ginny began was suddenly cut off my wild ranting in the hallway.
"I don't get it one minute she was there talking to me on her cellphone, and then I hear this great rattling and it shook and I just don't get it why was she talking about her shoe and then it was just like...!!!" Michelle's loud voice rattled from the hallway, making Ginny wince. Oh, no. Michelle. Dear god, save her.
"Ah! Ginny! Oh Oh Oh I thought you were died and rotting in the middle of nowhere with no one to save you!!!" she exclaimed in a high pitch voice, throwing her arms around her boss sobbing uncontrollably in her shoulder. Harry raised and eyebrow, stunned and confused. Ginny felt her face flush instantly in embrassment.
"Michelle... Michelle... Michelle!" Ginny hissed forcing a grin on her pale face. "I'm. Fine. Now please let go of me before you end me back up in a hospital bed again" but Michelle wasn't even looking at Ginny. She was gaping at Harry, both eyebrows raised, and slowly but surely a grin spreading on her own face.
"Is this... this is the guy who saved you?" she whispered quietly her eyes brightening scanning over Harry's well chiseled face. Ginny sighed knowing the contemplating look and fearing the worst. "Yes, Michelle this is the guy who saved me" she stated rolling her eyes wishing desperately that Harry was somebody else entirely it would have made things alot more easier.
"Uh hi there... I wouldn't excatly call it a rescue... it was more of the right place, right time deal" Harry greeted carefully with a warm smile. Michelle knodded, crossing her arms and leaning against Ginny's chair her gaze spaced out on him with a dazed grin. Harry looked at her unsurely keeping his look on her waiting for her introduction. When it didn't come her sighed. "Alright then. I'm Harry. Harry Potter"
Michele's eyebrows raised at the name. She grinned deeper softly. "Oh. Oh. Well hello. I'm Michelle Noose" she introduced her eyes still dazed and round with her idea. "So you know... I've always been interested in doctor stuff... you know pediatricians and stuff..." Ginny sighed holding her head in her hands. No, No, No, this was NOT happening. Her friend was making a fool out of herself, and what made it worse was she didn't even know she was making a fool of herself!!!
"You know, I've just always wished I could be like, a doctor and help little kids out but... my destiny did not lead me there" the blonde air head mummured shaking her head as if it was the end of the world. Ginny wished repeatedly over and over in her head that she was some where else right now. Harry just watched extremely and uttterly confused, playing a small smirk of confusion. He thought maybe the girl was a little... insane. Or slow in some sort.
Michelle grinned softly and drasticly changed the subject. "So you work tonight? Because, downtown, there's this park, that shows old 3-D videos and well... theres one playing tonight and I think it'll be great if you can join me and Ginny here to go..." Ginny's face instantly paled and she was willing to get Harry's broomstick hanging on the wall and smack her once best friend. She was worse then Hermoine!!! At least she hooked her up with someone suitable enough!!! Harry was her brother's best friend and one of her one close friends!!!
"Oh, no no no, I'm Sure Doctor Potter has more important stuff to do then um... go frolicking with us lowlifes right?" Ginny piped up scooting next to Michelle. Harry then fiegned a hurt look. "You don't want me to go?" he questioned in a pitiful tone, raising an eyebrow. Ginny suddenly felt guilty. She hadn't seen or talked to the guy in like seven years and here he was ready for talking up.. "No its not that its just ----" she started but of course her best bud in the whole wide world had to get her share.
"Oh come on Ginny he won't be a problem.Please? Don't be a spoiled sport!!!" Harry grinned at Michelle's high pitched whining. "And it just so happens I'm not even suppose to be in the office today. So I am free to go tonight. " he stated with a smug grin. Ginny smirked back. Why did she suddenly feel as if her world was just going to end? Why?
Sadly she had the answer to that. The smug private smirk on Michelle Noose's face that suggested things between her and Harry weren't going to be just friends with her. Ginny sighed shaking her head. The life she once knew was gone forever.
***
"You are not going to leave me here!" Ginny hissed seeing that happy go lucky look as the two young women waited patiently for Harry to come back from the concession stand. Michelle smirked dancing up in down in her dress her blonde tendrils bouncing up and down with her excitement. She was going to hook her friend up once and for all. Whether she liked it or not. "Yes I am" she shot back in a sing song voice.
Ginny shot her a glare. She stood in her favorite pair of lose jeans and a pink shirt her firey hair placed back in a loose ponytail. She was actually sad to admit that she had spent more then a hour fixing herself up for this. Despite the fact it was she, Harry, and Michelle. Despite the fact she and Harry were just old school friends. Despite the fact she did not have a crush on him...
"Don't do this to me" she hissed shoting now death glares at her once best friend. Her lips were shiny with gloss and even attempted eyeshadow. The Weasley woman felt like a freak in the makeup .She never wore makeup. What the hell was she thinking? This was really truly screwing up her brain. And it would just make it worse if Michelle left her. Alone. With her once crush.
Michelle just ignored her bouncing up and down on the balls of her feet. "C'mon, 'Chelle, don't make me resort to pleading, please please please" suddenly Ginny's voice became desperate. Suddenly without notice Harry appeared, holding a bag of caramel popcorn and a bag of bertie botts. He looked good, in a loose green shirt, and baggy comfortable jeans. His raven hair sprout in odd directions, making it looked even better then it would if it was slicked down, and his emerald eyes looked playful and friendly. "Hey" he greeted with a smirk.
Ginny locked her mouth as she looked at Harry. Bloody... when did he get so hot? She didn't remember him like this in school... the reason she did like him because he was the opposite of the hot guys at school. Instead of tall he was meduim size, instead of musucular he was skinny, and instead of elegant he was lanky. Instead he acquired all the cutey boy adjectives, being tall, muscular, and quite elegant indeed. She blinked, and suddenly flashed a grin. "Hi" she squeaked and suddenly clutched her throat. Her voice. That wasn't her voice. That COULDN'T have been her voice.
Harry gave her a look ,and shook his head. Ginny looked different. Taller. Prettier. Defaintly more grown up. When she was in her 6th year she still looked like a child. Looking at her now, it was like looking at somebody totally different. Something in her eyes maybe. He peered at her for a moment and suddenly it hit him. The look in her eyes were confidence. She was wasn't afriad to be herself anymore. In school she had barely any confidence. She was quite a loner then without any friends. But now... her eyes alite with all that confidence. Dare he say it was a attraction. It made her look so much more better.
"Here" he added as he peered over at her crazy friend Michelle. He handed her the bag of beans, she had insisted to buy . "Your beans" Michelle caught the paper bag peering inside at the beans. "Thanks... uh but look I'm sorry but I'm going to have to cut this short" she stated sadly shaking her head.
Ginny looked up in alarm. No. Oh, no. Michelle don't do this to me!!! she thought wildly her eyes flashign dangerously. Harry frowned taking a bite of his popcorn. Even though she was a little wild he wouldnt have mind getting to know her better. And she would probably help out with any awkwardness between him and Ginny. Harry would not admit that there wasn't any awkwardness. There certainly was. The girl wouldn't met his eyes.
"Really? Whats up?" he questioned giving her his full attention. Michelle sighed suddenly. An excuse? He wanted an excuse....? "Uh... well... see.. My friend's uncle's... grandmother! She- she went on a um... a...uuh... safari!, and she needs some help with the scanner and ink and stuff and you know so I better go bye!!!' she stated all in once sentence without further ado disppeared past the thickening crowd.
Harry watched with amusement as she ran. Ginny watched with a look that certainly was not amusement. "Geez, I hope her friend's uncle's grandmother can get it working" the raven haired boy teased, ,taking another popcorn kernal into his mouth, trying desperately to light up the conversation. Ginny turned back toward him. She had no idea why she was so awkward around him. Why was there ice? I mean... he practically spent every summer during the school year at her house for heavensakes!
She had no choice but to lighten up and relax. Just your friend, Ginny. Aboslutely nothing to worry about. She played a grin pushing a loose auburn tendril behind her. "Uh... I've got us some saved seats. C'mon" she encouraged as she headed off toward the side. Harry followed, looking around. He had been to this park in Hogsmeade many times, but all during the afternoon. During the dark, the park was alive. It changed drasticily. It was like a carnival of some sort and it was quite amazing.
"Ginny!" a voice broke out and Harry turned around breaking his attention from his surroundings. Ginny looked up to see Carl, a old asian with friendly dark eyes and a bald head. He stood in his bobby suite before a log. "Why hello Carl. Thanks so much for guarding my stump" she teased playfully happy to see someone that wasn't from her past. Carl was a old friend of her's, from her mom's nursing home. He had a part time job as a bobby in the park, and whenever she and Michelle or Hermoine decided to go downtown and see a 3-D, he was here guarding her log from trespassers.
Carl gave a toothy grin. "Ms.Weasley, it's no prob, a pack of fresky kids came by but I stopped them" he stated proudly and Ginny laughed, holding on to her purse."Thanks very much indeed" then she turned toward Harry who looked quite uncomfortable too. God, she lost her manners. "Oh, Carl, this is Harry Potter, a old school friend of mine and Harry my good friend Carl" she introduced the two,who both took hands.
"Harry Potter eh? Well, you better be careful with her, or I will personally smack you down with my stick:" Carl flashed his stick, pounding it in his palm. Harry's voice took a little paleness and Ginny felt herself blush. "Carl!!!" she hissed embarassed. What in the blazes happened to her friends? First Hermoine, then Michelle, and now Carl? Ginny shook her head, taking Harry's arm hurriedly as Carl chuckled teasingly.
"Well see ya at Exploding Snap practice!" Carl waved a cheery reply as if no words were spoken between him and Harry and went off whistling. Ginny sighed blowing out some hot air. She felt more or less utterly embarassed and extremely stupid. "Oh gosh, I'm so sorry, so sorry" she stated to Harry as the came to sit upon the log. Harry chuckled shaking his head. "Don't worry, I get personally threats to get smacked down all the time" Harry prided himself on his excelleant comebacks. Ginny rolled her hazel eyes. "Funny" she hissed but chuckled at the end.
"So, whats this Exploding Snap practice hmm?" Harry questioned as he watched the people gather in front of the blank wall. Ginny had gotten them a perfect spot, a awesome view of what the movie would soon be, and he could see everybody up here on the hill. Ginny laughed aloud, a little scared to explain to him about Exploding Snap. "You don't want to know" she insisted as she took a drink from one of the snacks Harry was holding.
He looked up his emerald eyes curious. "I do too. Come on, Ginny, you can't leave me hanging here asking myself Whats Exploding Snap practice what am going to do?" Ginny felt the ice melting around the two as she laughed leaning against the stump of the tree next to their log. "Long story though" she added but Harry wouldn't budge, "I wanna know" he insisted.
She sighed shaking her head. "Well, you know, after dad died, mom was a little bit alone" Ginny saw Harry's face fall at the mention of her Dad's death. She understood. Harry was like part of the family. Loosing one of her parents to him was like loosing his own parents all over again. But she barely remember seeing him at his funeral, or any where else at the time. Wonder what he was up to....?
"Anyways... she kinda got a little obsessed with the game exploding snap. It was Daddy's favorite game. She started playing over and over again with me, and then when she was put into the home she joined their club. I joined along as well. Its made me quite a player" she teased shoving his shoulder to brighten his face.
Harry chuckled for her, peering at his beans. "C-O-O-L" he spelled aloud as he put a pile of beans on his palm and flicked a few nasty ones out of the pile. Ginny watched with a amused glance as he threw a certain color bean over his shoulder. "What are you doing?" she finally asked after getting herself completely confused on watching him.
Harry blinked up at her, almost lost in his thoughts of the Weasleys and trying to squish some guilty feelings fluttering inside him. "Oh, uh, am I little paraniod? Had a tramuatizing attack a couple months ago with bean that was vomit flavored. Any color that looked even the tinest bit like that I won't eat" he explained looking at her leaning against the tree. God, she had changed so much. She chuclked heartily rolling her eyes. Everything about her suggested a wild untame spirit, free and friendly. She looked so ... different compared to her as the tiny wistful child who was taken to the chamber of secerts in her second year, that tiny little frightened girl.
He frowned biting his lip. Before he even thought of it a question popped out of his lips. "So where would one go to a Exploding Snap practice?" he asked looking up at her surprised at his own curiousness and sincereness. He instantly regretted the thoughts and the question he had. But it was his luck Ginny hadn't heard a word because music was heard throughout the small outside theather. "Shush, the movie's beginning" she whispered leaning forward eagerly to see the 3-D beginning.
Harry sighed. He leaned back closing his eyes. Good move, smartass.
The movie began, Breakfast at Tiffany's, a old muggle movie that was cherished. Audrey Hepburn, a british actress starred in it. Ginny loved this movie, having seen it more then intended, but this was Harry's first time ever seeing it. She glanced at him a few moments during the movie, every now and then. He seemed content and well. But he was thinking throughout the whole movie. She could tell. His eyebrows scrunched up and his green eyes were distant.
Ginny had to admit it was sad, that she knew every facial position of the Potter Boy.She had nothing better to do then to stare at him during classes or in the common room. God she was pathethic. Really pathethic. She turned back to the 3-D screen, and suddenly saw the movie was almost ending. Holly and Paul were standing in the rain, just about to kiss. The music was soft and dramatic and people starting up and dancing along to the music in the computer animated rain.
Ginny suddenly felt her heart pounding. Oh shit. Her mouth was going to do something before her brain. She could feel it. Any second... the bad thing about it was she had no control over her mouth. Whatever she had thought it just popped out half the time. Thats why she hardly had any friends during school. She had scared them away with her mouth. She tried desperately to hold in whatever she was going to say with Harry, but it was no use.
"Would you... would you like to dance?" Ginny's eyes widened at the words that sprouted from her lips. What... the...hell? Where did her mind get that from?!?!?! Harry was a freakin friend, nothing else, stop it stop it stop it!!! Ginny felt herself blush from her violent thoughts, shaking with fury. Harry looked up from his own thoughts barely acknowledging the question. They were both doing stupid things tonight. He rethought her question and slowly shook his head. It was for the best. "Nah, if you don't mind, rather stay up here" Harry stated slowly listening to himself decline her.
Ginny felt a wave of relief but also sadness that he wouldn't agree to dance with him. She shurgged putting on a half smirk. "Alright, don't worry about it. Just a notion" Stupid mouth, stupid mouth, stupid mouth, once we get home I am so washing you with soap!!! Suddenly someone behind them broke her thoughts. "Hey the girl asked you to dance, you dance" Carl's voice rang in both ears. "Carl!!!" Ginny hissed again shocked at his protectiveness and harshness in his voice. But she couldn't help but give him credit. He was the kind of person you should bring on a date. He saved your spot, scared your date, and threathened him into dancing....
What hold up! No date. Not a date. Get a grip on yourself Weasley. Date is a No No.
Harry chuckled, shaking his head. What was he thinking? He had declined a girl's offer. How terribly rude. And it wasn't like the two were really dating. Now that would have been a problem. "No, No, he's right, Yes, Ginny I would love to dance" Ginny listened to the words a little shocked at his easyness. She frowned, and just decided to play along. "Well, no pressure" she teased lightening the air, as she and Harry stood up awkwardly. "Oh, no pressure, none at all" he teased right back, both happy to have some humour in the air.
They came to the crowd and Harry awkwardly took her hands to dance. Suddenly the both were sent into an unusual slow pattern. Ginny blinked slightly impressed. "Ah.. where did you learn how to dance?" she questioned outwardly smiling as he spun her. He laughed. "Ball room dancing" he answered honestly. Ginny raised an eyebrow. "Oh, so your gay?" she questioned sneakily. Ah! Bad mouth, Bad mouth, Bad mouth! Now soap AND pepper!!!
But Harry didn't notice her inner conflict and just chuckled. "Oh the gayest" he insisted with a intent look and spun her around. Ginny came back to his arms, with a confused eyebrow, a smirk on her face. "Oh" she stated plainly looking down at the ground after a moment. Harry sensed the awkwardness and laughed. "No, No, No" he smirked moving along slowly with the music. " When I went for qudditch for awhile, we went to so many dinner parties, and I looked stupid trampling over everyone's feet, so I took ballroom dancing. Kinda made me feel bunch better"
"Well, I'm glad to report that you haven't stepped on any toes yet" Ginny said in a giggly voice. No more ten pounds of coffee before going out. No control over her mouth, and now she was playful. Not a good combination. Harry shook his head. "Oh please Ginny your making me blush" She laughed brightly the music slowing down. "And your not the best dancer ethier, I swear you just stepped on my toe" Harry found himself smiling. He was such a liar. Ginny looked down faking a face of unhapppiness."Oh did I ? I'm sorry..." she whispered.
Harry laughed fighting back. "Oh it hurts!" "Oh please I didn't step on your - - -" "Yes you did!!!" "No I didn't!!!" Harry was forgetting the fact they were dancing, the fact they were together at all, all he thought was how much fun he was having. He hadn't relax like this for a long, long time. He didn't notice the fact they practically stopped dancing. He barely noticed the fact they weren't even talking anymore. They were just standing starring at one another laughing enjoying one another's company. He didn't even acknowledged the fact that her face was coming closer and closer, and his was doing the excat same thing. Harry didn't even know they were just about to kiss...
Suddenly something wet hit him striaght smack in the forehead awakening him from his odd dream. Ginny broke out of her stance peering in confusion, as the drops came harder upon the two. She stopped ackownledging where she was and acknoweldging excatly were her face was. Oh, no. Oh this is not good. She was going to kiss him. She was if it hadn't just started to rain. Oh Oh Oh not a good thing, not a good thing at all.
But Ginny couldn't help but smile.
***
"Alright, I was thinking, there's this old vineyard downtown its perfect, elegant and victorian just like you described earlier and thats excatly what I want. You'll see it's amazing you can do so much with it..." Melody stepped along with Ginny who was helping Michelle with a Bah Mitzvah. Ginny stood dressed in a plain white shirt, and a pair of loose jeans her hair down and ordinary. But she wasn't just plain. She was.... glowing practically.
Melody looked over at Ginny who sat smiling brightly over a batch of sign in sheet papers. "What happened?" she finally questioned her short blonde held into two cheerful french braids watching over her wedding planner. Ginny looked up confused, a small smile still on her face. "What? Nothing... nothing happened" she insisted watching the Bah Mitzvah unroll Michelle scurrying around trying desperately to stop people breaking plates.
"Stop smiling then" Melody challenged watching Ginny with a smirk. She knew this look. The girl was clearly in love with someone or something at least. Ginny gave her a squint and reluctantly let the perks at the side of her lips slide. But a second later they were both brought back up. "I can't!" she laughed at the realization. Melody she her head feeling accomplished. "So... who is he?"
Ginny blinked, astonished at this woman's quickness. Was she that obvious? She sighed sitting down at one of the visitory chairs and spilled the story to her client. Melody blinked in shock at the almost perfect-ness of her romance novel. "Oh my gosh... thats so romantic! A moonlight date, a elegant dance, a kiss under the stars...." she laughed like she did when she was with her college girlfriends.
Ginny shook her head sending her beautiful red curls flying. Melody was afriad to admit that she was envious of those bright cheerful curls. "Ahhh... almost kiss" she stated but she was still practically jumping from her seat. Melody laughed. Nothing was bringing this girl down. "Well, with my help, you'll be at the altar in three months" Melody encouragred and Ginny just rolled her eyes, a smile somehow plastered atop her face permanatly.
Michelle appeared her bun loose and her hair disevehled her dress dirty and her eyes crazy. A stack of heavy neat plates sat in her arms. "Ginny, Ginny, Ginny you have to help me!!!!!!!! I mean its... its a... .... UNCONTROLLABLE!!!" she cried loudly as another crash of unseen plates broke in the crowd. The wedding planner frowned looking at her friend. Shrugging, she took a plate from atop the pile and unceremoniously let it drop pieces shattering on the ground. "If you can't beat 'um, join 'um" she shurgged feeling the pleasure to see something fragile shatter to pieces.
Michelle blinked in shock. "What.. what happened to you?!" she exclaimed wildly watching her best friend grin with a happy go lucky look. Melody smilied. "She met a guy" Instantly Michelle's face broke into a grin mirroring Ginny's laughing. "Ah! You met a guy!!!... You mean?..." Using their secert mind powers, Ginny knodded her head laughing at her own giddiness. "Ahhh!!" Michelle squealed in happiness dropping the tower of plates in her hands. "I can't believe it!!!" she screamed as the rowdy drunk crowd in the Bah Mitzvah screamed their encouragement at Michelle's plate shattering. They all came over in own big mob scooped up the assitant wedding planner and brought her into the air.
"AhhH!!" Michelle yelped floating in the sea of people. She was too estatic for her no-longer-single friend to notice she was in the air at all. "You owe me one!!!" she yelped as she taken to the side of the party yelping happily for Ginny Weasley.
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Ginny smilied at the familiar dance studio, looking around as her other couple she was working for watched at the large studio. She came up the counter, to see the secertary, Bridget at the desk. Ginny was all dressed up in a red summer dress loose and wavy her auburn hair held down once again in a pair of heels. She was taking her new clients to ballroom dancing class.
She felt herself grin fully at the thought of ballroom dancing. One thought led to another and she was thinking of that night with Harry. She grinned even wider. "Hey Bridget. New ones today. You two just sign up here" she motioned to the couple who stood awkwardly. Bridget grinned. "Oh you guys are lucky tonight. Basil is actually here tonight to teach us! It's so exciting!" she grinned happily as the soon to be groom pulled out his wallet from his pocket.
Ginny grinned. "Really? Great! I'll go see him them!" Ginny was a regular at the dance studio and she knew so many people already and Basil was just the person she wouldn't have minded talking to now. She came into the ballroom peering around at the couples. She peered around the corner her heels hitting the highly polished wooden floor starring down for the tall bald man....
"Ah! Ginny!" a familiar voice called out. Ginny turned around her dress and hair flying and came face to face to Melody. Ginny laughed in surprise. "Hey what are you doing here?" she questioned coming over and giving her client a friendy hug. Melody sat in business suite pushing her sunglasses atop her head. "What am I doing here? I may know how to invent, but I dance like I retarded string bean" she stated honestly and Ginny laughed brightly her sunny mood still intact.
"Oh! This is a great oppourtunity for you to met my hubby!" Melody suddenly piped up clutching to Ginny's arm. Ginny smilied at her excitedness. It was obvious she adored him. She would make sure her wedding was perfect and try and save it from the usually disasters she encountered. Melody dragged her to the corner were a tall dark figure stood peering at the photos and awards.
Ginny stopped entirely a sinking feeling in her stomach. Oh no. Oh no no no no. He stood tall. Familiar. Handsome. He was the same size. He had uunconrtollable jet black hair and in the same green shirt she had seen somewhere else before. She felt herself become neasous her face paling. She went from the highest high to the lowest low. No way. This could not happen to her. Her of all people! What in the world did she do to deserve this?
"Honey!" Melody called out in a sickeningly high voice waving over the figure. Before her, as the body turned around there stood Harry Potter, his eyes hidden behind glasses his raven hair sticking up in odd directions his eyes glancing over from Melody... his fiancee... to Ginny... his wedding planner.
Ginny felt her heart sink to her feet. Oh Great.... Just great.
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AHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAH I DID IT I DID IT I DID IT I DID IT!!!
.... i win....
Thank you and Have a nice day
~MerlinsApprentince