Fixin' this one, too!

A/N: Hello peoples! I'm in Geometry class right now. I'm really bored. We're proving the Pythagorean Theorem right now. You know, a2 + b2 = c2? Well, now we're watching the *stupidest* movie ever created, so I decided to write more of this fic. Usually when I get bored, I write some of the novel that I'm writing with a friend of mine. Anyway, I'll probably continue writing throughout Spanish, History and Study, too… Dear Lord! This movie is scary! The exponents are dancing! Okay, I'll shut up now. Ttfn!

~ Kranberries

Thanks to Lee Velviet, for reviewing my fic again! Yes, Ron does need a clue. Hopefully, he'll get one soon. He reminds me of my brother, actually. Took him absolutely ages to ask for this girl's phone number and when he finally did, they found out that she's an old family friend that we haven't seen in years. So it took them three months to finally admit that they weren't "just friends". About the Hawaii toast: It's top secret. I can't tell you, or I'd have to kill you. Just kidding. Actually, I was hoping someone would ask that. It's really yummy! First you toast the bread, then you put a slice of ham, then you put a piece and a half of sliced pineapple (you know, the round donut shaped kind?) and then you put a slice of cheese on top. Put it in the oven to melt the cheese (usually a bubble appears over the hole in the pineapple) and then you can eat it! Mmmmm! It's making me hungry just thinking about it!

Harry Potter and the Trial of Sirius Black

Chapter Three

The next morning, Ginny decided to follow through with her resolution to take Harry's advice. She sought out her mother as soon as she got out of bed. It was easy enough to find her; all Ginny had to do was follow her nose to the source of the wonderful fragrances wafting up the stairs. She marched down to the kitchen.

"Mum?" Ginny asked hesitantly.

"Yes dear?"

"Could I talk to you? It's kind of important."

Mrs. Weasley looked up at her youngest child and saw the seriousness and nervousness in her face and immediately stopped what she was doing. "Alright."

They sat down at the kitchen table. "Mum, why did you want me to be a lady all of a sudden?"

Mrs. Weasley sighed, "Well, I was worried about you."

Of all the answers Ginny expected, this wasn't one of them. "What?" Ginny asked faintly.

Mrs. Weasley hastened to explain. "I was afraid that the reason you don't have any real friends is because you don't act like normal girls and I know that it's my fault. I thought maybe you wanted to learn "girly" things, but because I hadn't ever offered, you didn't want to ask. Also, I thought maybe you were made fun of for being a tomboy. I'm afraid I'm a bit of a control freak and took a good idea a little too far…"

"Oh. Well, that certainly makes more sense than what I thought." Ginny felt slightly guilty for not having more faith in her mother and for not talking to her before.

"Why? What did you think was my reasoning?"

"I thought that you didn't approve of girls playing Quidditch and thought that they should do nothing but stay inside and cook." Ginny mumbled.

"Are you kidding?! I'll have you know I was a darn good Chaser in my day! I thought that you wanted me to do this!"

"What on earth gave you that idea?"

Mrs. Weasley held up a book entitled "Getting to Know and Understand Your Teen Witch".

"Oh Mum, don't you know that the people who write those sort of books are completely crackers and most likely don't know anything about what they write about?"

"I do now. Thank you for coming to tell me how you feel, Ginny. I guess I just wanted to be a part of your life."

"Oh Mum!" Ginny cried, throwing her arms around her mother, "You are a part of my life! You're a BIG part of my life. But I want to play Quidditch! I still want to play for England."

"Are you sure?" At Ginny's nod, Mrs. Weasley continued "Then you should go for it!"

"Do you mean it?"

"Yes! You'd better get practicing! I want you to be the best Quidditch player ever. And that's an order!" They both laughed. "What made you tell me, anyway?"

"Oh, I got some good advice from a friend. He said it was most likely that we just didn't understand each other. He was right."

"He? Oh, you have your first boyfriend!

"Mum, he is not-"

"Oh that's wonderful!"

"A boyfriend? Ginny?!" Ran had come into the kitchen just in time to catch the tail end of the conversation. "Who is he? If he tries anything with you, I swear, I'll kill him!"

"That is none of your business, Ronald! You're interrupting a private conversation!" Mrs. Weasley chastised him severely.

"But if Ginny's got a boyfriend-"

"I don't have a boyfriend, Ron! Mum just misunderstood me, that's all."

"But-"

"No buts! Go and de-gnome the garden!" Mrs. Weasley told him.

Ron left, muttering to himself.

"Sorry, dear." Mrs. Weasley apologized. "I guess I overreacted. So who is he? Anyone we know? He sounds intelligent. Maybe you should go out with him." She mused.

"Mother!" Ginny cried, horrified.

"Just kidding dear. So? Are you going to tell me?"

Ginny sighed. "It's Harry. I wrote to him two nights ago because I was worried. He hadn't written to Ron yet. And in my letter I mentioned something about being on the outs with you. It turns out, his relatives confiscated Hedwig and intercepted all of his owls except those sent at night. He asked why we weren't getting on and I told him. He told me to talk to you about it or offer a compromise because it's horrible to be angry at someone you care about, especially now."

"I think I'll have to amend my earlier statement. I don't think you should go out with him. I know you should."

"Mum! Not only would that never happen, but even if it did, he'd be killed by my six older brothers!"

"I can handle your brothers. And I think he likes you." With that, she returned to making breakfast.

On her way up the stairs, Ginny paused. "Mum? Could you still continue to teach me how to knit?"

"Of course dear."

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Over the next two weeks, Ginny and Harry continued to correspond with each other. Ginny had thanked him for his advice and told him that somehow her brothers thought that she was writing to a secret boyfriend, so he probably shouldn't mention that he was writing to her. Harry told her some things about the Dursleys, but left out what they actually did to them. They had become pretty good friends, telling each other things that they normally didn't say out loud. They both found it easier to write down what they wanted to say.

What Harry really wanted, though, was to talk to her face to face. He wasn't exactly sure what would happen when Uncle Vernon got home and if something happened to him, he wanted someone to tell Sirius. But he knew if he mentioned this to Ron or Hermione they would flip out. He also wanted to tell Ginny about Sirius. He didn't know why, but he had this feeling that it would be important. He couldn't explain it, but it was there.

So that is why Harry sent a letter asking Ginny if there was any possible way he could come visit during the day.

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Ginny and her mother came up with a plan. She would pretend to be sick and leave from the window. Her mum would come up a few times during the day to 'check' on her and everyone else would be none the wiser.

A/N: I know I said there'd be Sirius in this chapter, but I just didn't have enough time. My mum wants me off and I'm helping a friend of mine with girl problems. So, sorry about that. Hopefully I can update again tomorrow. Okay, I have to go now. Ttfn!

~ Kranberries

Updated Note: I elaborated a little on why Mrs. W acted the way she did. If it's still unclear than here's a cut and dry explanation:

Mrs. W has noticed that Ginny doesn't seem to have any friends. I mean, Ron has Harry and Hermione, the twins have Lee Jordan, and Percy has Penelope, but Ginny doesn't really have anyone. She has six boys and they've all turned out fine, but she doesn't know what to do about this problem, so she goes out and buys one of those hokey parenting books. The book leads her to believe that the reason Ginny has no friends is because she doesn't act like a girl. So, a little overzealously, she decides to "fix" Ginny by teaching her to act like a girl should, according to this book. Now, my opinion on the wizarding world is that it's a little old fashioned and women's rights were slower to catch on there, at least in the pureblood families, even though there were equality laws passed. Anyway, this book was written by someone behind the times. Now, Mrs. W strikes me as the kind of person who likes to be in control of things at all times and who would take an idea and go a little too far with it. This all may seem farfetched to you, but the same sort of thing had happened to me. Not to that extent of course, but had I not been vocal, it might have reached this stage. In fact, Mrs. W reminds me in some ways of my mother . Anyway, the reason it gets to this point is because Ginny didn't say anything to her mother about it.

Okay, does everything make sense now?