A/N: WHOA!!! Is it really *me* updating this story? I know, unbelievable,
huh? Sorry, it took a long time updating. I'm really, really sorry. But
I've been doing the other stories and homework. Honestly, how much work can
you expect out of me, teachers? Anyways, thank you for the reviews.
I'm also reading PoA again right now for the fun of it and I just got to the part where Harry went to Hogsmeade and hears Fudge, Hagrid, McGonagall, Madame Rosmerita and Flitwick talk about Sirius. It's so sad - blaming Sirius. Stupid idiotic Pettigrew. I hate him hate him hate him! He should die. And if you haven't read OotP, don't read this part: why would J.K. kill Snuffles? He's my favorite character besides Harry, Hermione, Ron and Ginny. =(
Anyhow, I'll stop blabbing now, so that you can continue the story that I haven't updated in like about a month, I think.
^_^ Jenny's P.O.V. ^_^
"Potter, here's your schedule," McGonagall said while I was trying to eat Toast.
I took the schedule from her and looked at it. Oh no! Double Potions today with the Slytherins - how worse could my day get already?
"Oh, and when have you and Weasley decided to keep these try-outs?" McGonagall asked.
I replied, "Friday at five o'clock, Professor."
"Okay, may I please know who's in the Team and the outfits and things like that by Sunday, so that I can order them?"
"Umm...sure..."
Without another word, she went back to handing out the schedules.
I looked at Neville who was looking at his schedule like it was poison.
He looked up and found me staring at him. "What?"
"What's wrong?"
"Does it not say on your schedule?"
"Say what on my schedule?"
"That the balls are formal and everyone must come with a date, or they will not be allowed?"
I looked down and sure enough it said 'The balls this year are formal. Must be accompanied with someone, or will not be accepted.' "Nothing is wrong with the second part, you have me and I have you. And as for the first part, what's wrong with that?"
He whispered something that sounded vaguely like, "But when it's formal, the robes are like a girl's dress."
"Oh, Neville! I'll make Harry help you pick a nice one, so that it doesn't look like a girl's, alright?"
He nodded, but he looked like he only did that to be nice.
"Do you want to go to the Ball with me?"
I was shocked; of course I wanted to go to the Ball with him. "Umm...yes."
"Okay, good. I knew you would go with me, but I thought I'd ask just in case."
I didn't know what to say, so I just nodded.
"So, how's your schedule so far?"
"Horrible. Double Potions. Then Divination. History of Magic. So then it's lunch. But after that, it's better. Defense Against the Dark Arts with Professor Baxter finally ending the day with Care of Magical Creatures with Hagrid."
"That is horrible."
"What about yours?"
"Double Defense Against the Dark Arts, Charms, Potions. After lunch, Care of Magical Creatures and Divination."
"I hate Divination. She's been predicting Ginny's death since third year. I don't see her dead yet - do you?"
He laughed and began drinking Pumpkin Juice, just as Harry and Ginny entered the Great Hall with a big distraction.
"What do you mean 'YOU OWN ME?' You do not OWN me, Potter!" roared Ginny.
"OF COURSE I OWN YOU! YOU ARE MY GIRLFRIEND, WEASLEY!"
"YES, I MIGHT BE. BUT THAT GIVES YOU NO RIGHT TO SAY THAT YOU OWN ME! DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!"
"NO I DO NOT, AS A MATTER OF FACT. HOW DOES THAT GIVE ME NO RIGHT?"
"BECAUSE I'M A PERSON. I DO THINGS OUT OF MY OWN FREEWILL. IF YOU DO NOT GET THAT, THEN MAYBE WE BETTER SPLIT UP UNTIL YOU DO!"
Split up? Does she mean that she wants to break up with Harry? No! They can't do that! They're little lovebirds. They're supposed to be together forever and ever. What's Ginny doing?
Harry and Ginny finally had realized that every single eye in the Great Hall was on them. Both blushed very fast and headed out the doors again.
I looked at Neville and followed Ginny out the doors.
^_^ Ginny's P.O.V. ^_^
OWN ME?! OWN ME?! NO ONE OWNS ME. I can't believe I told Harry that I want to split up until he got it.
As soon as we went out the Great Hall, Harry sort of guided me to the Gryffindor Common Room.
"You want to break up with me?" he asked as soon as we sat down. I forced myself to look up at his eyes. They looked hurt.
I could feel myself blinking away tears. "Harry, that's not what I meant."
"Then what did you mean?" he asked in a cold voice. His hurt eyes suddenly flashed with rage.
"Look, you can't just go around thinking you own me. As much as I love you, I cannot allow that," I said as my tears threatened to pour down my cheeks.
Harry replied, "Look, Gin, that's the point. Why can't you allow that?"
"BECAUSE! I am a person - I have to do things my own way. I am NOT a house- elf to be owned!"
"Fine! I don't get it and you don't get what I mean, either. So as long as we're breaking up, I want to give you something that I hope you will never forget."
"What is that?" I asked in a voice barely higher than a whisper. I couldn't hold my tears any longer; they were now openly flowing down my cheeks.
"This." He leaned over and kissed me. A good-bye kiss like no other - sweet and blissful. "Goodbye, Ginny, I'll love you forever."
I hugged him and started crying harder. Suddenly I let go and headed to my dormitory to lock myself up that I didn't notice running past Hermione.
^_^ Hermione's P.O.V. ^_^
I picked up my bag and started going down to the Common Room, when Ginny ran past me with tears. When I went down, I saw what made her upset. Harry was sitting in an armchair with silent tears falling down.
"Harry?" He barely noticed me. I shook his shoulder and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Ginny and me split up."
I couldn't believe it. Surely he was joking. A-welcome-back-to-Hogwarts joke. "What?"
"Yeah, it's true."
"Come on, let's go and get our schedules."
"I don't want to go to class. I don't want to go anywhere. Tell Dumbledore to appoint a new Head-Boy and Quidditch Captain."
Oh boy, he must be feeling horrible, if he wanted to get rid of the Quidditch Captain position. "Harry, don't be ridiculous. You know this won't last long. You and Ginny are meant to be. The whole school knows that. Including Malfoy."
"Then why did we split up?"
"I think that's a question you need to ask yourself."
"This is one of those questions that needs to get thought over many, many times before finally reaching an answer."
I finally persuaded him to come to the Great Hall with me so that we could get our schedules when Jenny spotted us between corridors.
"Harry! WHAT THE BLOODY HELL DO YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING? You DO NOT own Ginny, okay?"
Huh? Did Jenny say what I think sounded like "You DO NOT own Ginny?"
"Yes, I got that, Jenny, thanks. The only problem is telling Ginny that. She probably hates me now even though I love her more than anything."
"You said that you own her, Potter? How *thick* are you?"
"Hermione! You can't stand against me! You all have to help me get her back."
"With what you said, I highly doubt she will ever trust you again, Harry," said Jenny in a sympathetic voice.
"That's the key, I have to make her get to trust me. I've just realized that what I said was really stupid. I can't go around thinking I own people. That's ridiculous."
Someone's a little slow on the uptake.
"So, what exactly do you have in mind, Harry?" I asked.
"Hermione, we have to start planning the Halloween Ball right away. Then I could do something surprising to win Ginny's heart back."
I asked, "I'm fine with the Halloween Ball thing, but what exactly are you going to do to with Ginny?"
"That's for me to know and you to find out," Harry said grinning wickedly.
^_^
Done. Chapter 7 FINALLY done! =D Yay! Let's celebrate. Whoo-hoo!!! Yea!!!!!!! Okay, I apologize. When you start eating Halloween candy, you would tend to get hyper.
What is Harry planning to do? Well, "that's for me to know and you to find out," as Harry said. =P So, basically if you want to find out, you'd have to keep reading.
Ooh, I'm really craving an onion soup at the moment. Don't ask why. Only my close friends know who the real *Sharanya* is. *Grins sheepishly* Hmm...I honestly do not know what is wrong with me. I think I'll stop writing now.
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I'm also reading PoA again right now for the fun of it and I just got to the part where Harry went to Hogsmeade and hears Fudge, Hagrid, McGonagall, Madame Rosmerita and Flitwick talk about Sirius. It's so sad - blaming Sirius. Stupid idiotic Pettigrew. I hate him hate him hate him! He should die. And if you haven't read OotP, don't read this part: why would J.K. kill Snuffles? He's my favorite character besides Harry, Hermione, Ron and Ginny. =(
Anyhow, I'll stop blabbing now, so that you can continue the story that I haven't updated in like about a month, I think.
^_^ Jenny's P.O.V. ^_^
"Potter, here's your schedule," McGonagall said while I was trying to eat Toast.
I took the schedule from her and looked at it. Oh no! Double Potions today with the Slytherins - how worse could my day get already?
"Oh, and when have you and Weasley decided to keep these try-outs?" McGonagall asked.
I replied, "Friday at five o'clock, Professor."
"Okay, may I please know who's in the Team and the outfits and things like that by Sunday, so that I can order them?"
"Umm...sure..."
Without another word, she went back to handing out the schedules.
I looked at Neville who was looking at his schedule like it was poison.
He looked up and found me staring at him. "What?"
"What's wrong?"
"Does it not say on your schedule?"
"Say what on my schedule?"
"That the balls are formal and everyone must come with a date, or they will not be allowed?"
I looked down and sure enough it said 'The balls this year are formal. Must be accompanied with someone, or will not be accepted.' "Nothing is wrong with the second part, you have me and I have you. And as for the first part, what's wrong with that?"
He whispered something that sounded vaguely like, "But when it's formal, the robes are like a girl's dress."
"Oh, Neville! I'll make Harry help you pick a nice one, so that it doesn't look like a girl's, alright?"
He nodded, but he looked like he only did that to be nice.
"Do you want to go to the Ball with me?"
I was shocked; of course I wanted to go to the Ball with him. "Umm...yes."
"Okay, good. I knew you would go with me, but I thought I'd ask just in case."
I didn't know what to say, so I just nodded.
"So, how's your schedule so far?"
"Horrible. Double Potions. Then Divination. History of Magic. So then it's lunch. But after that, it's better. Defense Against the Dark Arts with Professor Baxter finally ending the day with Care of Magical Creatures with Hagrid."
"That is horrible."
"What about yours?"
"Double Defense Against the Dark Arts, Charms, Potions. After lunch, Care of Magical Creatures and Divination."
"I hate Divination. She's been predicting Ginny's death since third year. I don't see her dead yet - do you?"
He laughed and began drinking Pumpkin Juice, just as Harry and Ginny entered the Great Hall with a big distraction.
"What do you mean 'YOU OWN ME?' You do not OWN me, Potter!" roared Ginny.
"OF COURSE I OWN YOU! YOU ARE MY GIRLFRIEND, WEASLEY!"
"YES, I MIGHT BE. BUT THAT GIVES YOU NO RIGHT TO SAY THAT YOU OWN ME! DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!"
"NO I DO NOT, AS A MATTER OF FACT. HOW DOES THAT GIVE ME NO RIGHT?"
"BECAUSE I'M A PERSON. I DO THINGS OUT OF MY OWN FREEWILL. IF YOU DO NOT GET THAT, THEN MAYBE WE BETTER SPLIT UP UNTIL YOU DO!"
Split up? Does she mean that she wants to break up with Harry? No! They can't do that! They're little lovebirds. They're supposed to be together forever and ever. What's Ginny doing?
Harry and Ginny finally had realized that every single eye in the Great Hall was on them. Both blushed very fast and headed out the doors again.
I looked at Neville and followed Ginny out the doors.
^_^ Ginny's P.O.V. ^_^
OWN ME?! OWN ME?! NO ONE OWNS ME. I can't believe I told Harry that I want to split up until he got it.
As soon as we went out the Great Hall, Harry sort of guided me to the Gryffindor Common Room.
"You want to break up with me?" he asked as soon as we sat down. I forced myself to look up at his eyes. They looked hurt.
I could feel myself blinking away tears. "Harry, that's not what I meant."
"Then what did you mean?" he asked in a cold voice. His hurt eyes suddenly flashed with rage.
"Look, you can't just go around thinking you own me. As much as I love you, I cannot allow that," I said as my tears threatened to pour down my cheeks.
Harry replied, "Look, Gin, that's the point. Why can't you allow that?"
"BECAUSE! I am a person - I have to do things my own way. I am NOT a house- elf to be owned!"
"Fine! I don't get it and you don't get what I mean, either. So as long as we're breaking up, I want to give you something that I hope you will never forget."
"What is that?" I asked in a voice barely higher than a whisper. I couldn't hold my tears any longer; they were now openly flowing down my cheeks.
"This." He leaned over and kissed me. A good-bye kiss like no other - sweet and blissful. "Goodbye, Ginny, I'll love you forever."
I hugged him and started crying harder. Suddenly I let go and headed to my dormitory to lock myself up that I didn't notice running past Hermione.
^_^ Hermione's P.O.V. ^_^
I picked up my bag and started going down to the Common Room, when Ginny ran past me with tears. When I went down, I saw what made her upset. Harry was sitting in an armchair with silent tears falling down.
"Harry?" He barely noticed me. I shook his shoulder and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Ginny and me split up."
I couldn't believe it. Surely he was joking. A-welcome-back-to-Hogwarts joke. "What?"
"Yeah, it's true."
"Come on, let's go and get our schedules."
"I don't want to go to class. I don't want to go anywhere. Tell Dumbledore to appoint a new Head-Boy and Quidditch Captain."
Oh boy, he must be feeling horrible, if he wanted to get rid of the Quidditch Captain position. "Harry, don't be ridiculous. You know this won't last long. You and Ginny are meant to be. The whole school knows that. Including Malfoy."
"Then why did we split up?"
"I think that's a question you need to ask yourself."
"This is one of those questions that needs to get thought over many, many times before finally reaching an answer."
I finally persuaded him to come to the Great Hall with me so that we could get our schedules when Jenny spotted us between corridors.
"Harry! WHAT THE BLOODY HELL DO YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING? You DO NOT own Ginny, okay?"
Huh? Did Jenny say what I think sounded like "You DO NOT own Ginny?"
"Yes, I got that, Jenny, thanks. The only problem is telling Ginny that. She probably hates me now even though I love her more than anything."
"You said that you own her, Potter? How *thick* are you?"
"Hermione! You can't stand against me! You all have to help me get her back."
"With what you said, I highly doubt she will ever trust you again, Harry," said Jenny in a sympathetic voice.
"That's the key, I have to make her get to trust me. I've just realized that what I said was really stupid. I can't go around thinking I own people. That's ridiculous."
Someone's a little slow on the uptake.
"So, what exactly do you have in mind, Harry?" I asked.
"Hermione, we have to start planning the Halloween Ball right away. Then I could do something surprising to win Ginny's heart back."
I asked, "I'm fine with the Halloween Ball thing, but what exactly are you going to do to with Ginny?"
"That's for me to know and you to find out," Harry said grinning wickedly.
^_^
Done. Chapter 7 FINALLY done! =D Yay! Let's celebrate. Whoo-hoo!!! Yea!!!!!!! Okay, I apologize. When you start eating Halloween candy, you would tend to get hyper.
What is Harry planning to do? Well, "that's for me to know and you to find out," as Harry said. =P So, basically if you want to find out, you'd have to keep reading.
Ooh, I'm really craving an onion soup at the moment. Don't ask why. Only my close friends know who the real *Sharanya* is. *Grins sheepishly* Hmm...I honestly do not know what is wrong with me. I think I'll stop writing now.
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