Chapter 2
Love Is In The Air
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
It was 4 o'clock in the afternoon and Aunt Petunia still hadn't emerged from the bathroom. Harry was throbbing with anticipation and nothing could bring him down, not even Uncle Vernon's constant badgering about what he had done earlier. It was quite funny, actually.
"Boy, what did you do?! The woman is a wreck!" His fat face was beetroot red with anger, which in Harry's current state, was quite amusing.
"Nothing she didn't deserve," he said flatly.
"You are the most ungrateful freak on this planet!" He looked like he was about to explode.
"I am NOT ungrateful," Harry's temper was getting the better of him.
"Did you just talk back to me?" He said this deadly calm. Harry decided it was time to give him a taste of his own medicine. He spoke very slowly, and calm and he said the words in almost a wisper.
"Listen to me, you ungrateful pig," Vernon gasped, and Harry pulled out his wand, and pointed it at Vernon's chest. "I am not your son, I am not your slave, I am most certainly no longer a boy, and I am more intellectual then your pig of a son and ungrateful cow of a wife put together. My life has been threatened since day one, and I most certainly am not going to let your wife or you call me a freak any longer. Now, you listen to this very carfully," Harry took a breath, and stared into souless eyes, his emerald green eyes shown no disturbance to peace, but heeded a warning, a deadly warning, "I could snap you in half with just one flick of my wand, and I could kill you just the same." Harry narrowed his eyes as he stared down his uncle. "I have faught the most powerful wizard in the world numerous times, and have always won. Don't you dare think for a second that you can lay your filthy hands on me without coming away from it dead, or unconcious. Do you understand me?" Harry was a serious as ever.
Vernon shook his head, staring in disbelief at the wand being pointed at him.
"Very well," said Harry, as he looked at the clock. It was 10 minutes to 5pm. He was almost gone.
Harry paced back and forth. Nothing could make him more happy than to leave this house. He was going to be able to see Ron, Hermione, and Ginny. All he had to do was wait for Mr. Weasley to come through the fireplace by floo.
Just as Harry thought it, there was a roar of fire and a popping sound, then a hunched figure in the fireplace. When he saw Mr. Weasley, he had thought him to be considerably shorter, which was a shock, especially since it wasn't Mr. Weasley at all. All he could see were two very happy eyes, and a tundra of copper, red, and gold curls.
It was Ginny.
"Hullo, Harry!" She ran over and hugged him. It was a cute action because she was so short. She literally jumped on him! "Dad is working late at the ministry, Ron and Hermione are nowhere to be found," she giggled at this, "and Mum is cooking your birthday dinner," She slid down off of him at this time, Harry was quite flustered by that. "So, you got me!" She smiled sweetly at him, which was a total coverup to the Ginny he knew and loved.
"That's quite alright!" Harry was glowing with happiness.
Ginny seemed confused, but Harry really didn't know why. Maybe it was because she sensed how happy he was, which lately, wasn't normal.
"Okay, Gin, let's get out of this place!" He took her hand and walked her to the fireplace. "I'll send you through with Hedwig's cage, okay?"
"Yeah, uh huh..." She was looking at her hand in Harry's with a funny look.
"You okay, Gin? No one's around you know..."
"Yeah...fine..." Her big brown eyes were as wide as saucers.
"Okay, go ahead." He dropped her hand, but she didn't move an inch. She had a dazed look about her. "Gin?"
"What," she asked him, as if she was in another world completely. Harry waved his hands in front of her face. "Earth to Gin..Earth to Gin..." He couldn't help but laugh.
"Wha--Oh, hi Harry! When did you get here?" Harry shook his head and walked her to the fireplace. She followed.
"Gin, this is the Dursley's! Not The Burrow!" He saw her smack her forhead, and he laughed at her.
"Ow...oye, let's go Harry," she was blushing like mad.
****
Harry finally arrived home by floo, and stepped out of the fire. He was greated with a mass of rib crushing hugs. Ron clapped his hand on his shoulder. "It's nice to have you back, mate." The Burrow's kitchen was in lack of quite a few people, being that they were all at the ministry or fighting the war.
"Oh, Harry dear, it's really nice to have you back again. I'm so glad you're staying for...longer...this time. I would rather have you here than at that...place." Mrs. Weasley smiled sweetly at Harry. When he turned around, he wasn't expecting to see the person he did.
"Fancy meeting you here!" Harry's eyes were wide with suprise.
"Just thought I'd drop by for a birthday visit!"
"Sirius, you never fail to amaze me," and at that, Harry took is godfather into a warm embrace. "It's nice to have you here, Padfoot."
Harry was glowing even more once he realized his godfather was here. His whole family was here. Bill and Charlie couldn't make it because of The Order's duties, but it was lovely all the same.
*****
After dinner, Sirius told stories to him and the Weasley's about his days at school, which could very well rival the twin's pranks.
"Sirius, Ol' pal," Fred said. George continued Fred's sentences.
"Would you,"
"Tell us,"
"You're favorite prank?!" They both said this at the same time, which made Sirius roar with laughter.
"I suppose. This might be a bit of a shock..."
"Yahooo! Tell us, old pal!" Fred was so happy he could levitate without his wand.
"Okay..."Sirius smiled at Harry, who didn't know what to make of it. "Harry, I've gotten punched enough times to know it was a good joke played on Lily and James, and the punches weren't being thrown by your father, either." Everyone, including Harry, laughed at this statement. "Fred, George, this is why I don't think it's the best of ideas to play it on Gin." Everyone laughed and turned to Ginny. Ginny's bull-headed temper was well known in this house. "Okay, well, it was our seventh year at Hogwarts, and your parents were engaged...finally. They were in their favorite broom closet under the main stairs," Sirius was trying not to burst out laughing at Harry and Ginny's faces, he must have struck a nerve. He promised himself he was never going to ask what that nerve was. "They were really happy just talking in there, and sometimes James would come out either laughing, or occasionally in pain. So, I decided I'd leave them to their devices, and I locked them in there. I knew Filch would be coming along soon, so, it was the perfect plan.
"When Filch did come, and he unlocked the door, he was imediatly floored by Lily." He laughed as he recalled the picture. "She must have been leaning on the door, no doubt trying to budge it. I can imagine James in there saying 'Lily, are you a witch or not?' just as the door opened. Well, she caught me, and if James hadn't gotten there first, I would probably be dead." Everyone laughed at the thought of Filch being fallen on. It was quite a picture to visualize someone actually falling on Filch and even more amazing that the person at the time lived to tell about it. Harry and Ginny just sat there, and the expressions on their faces were quite similar. Full of horror.
Sirius stared at Harry shaking his head. He finally stood up in front of Harry, who shook his head and looked up to his godfather. "You know, Harry. You two look like you just heard the world is going to end or something. Ginny, do you mind if I steal Harry for a few minutes?" He didn't even wait for an answer, he just dragged his godson out the door behind him.
"Harry," Sirius was supressing laughter, that much was certain. "Would you mind coming out of your little world for a second? I'd like to talk to you."
"Yeah, what's up Sirius?" He looked a little befuddled.
"Do you realize that everyone already knows about you two? Even Ron? And you keep hiding it!"
"You..he...they do?" He was actually suprised.
"You know, you are more thick than Remus, your father, and Ron put together!"
"Hey!" Harry had to laugh, that was pretty bad.
"Why don't you go talk to your girlfriend, and tell her about your new found discovery. She may not be as suprised as you think." Sirius smiled wickedly as he walked into The Burrow.
Harry decided that since everyone knew, they might as well come out in the open with it. He walked over to Ginny, and asked her to come outside with him.
"Gin, we need to talk. Sirius knows about our relationship." He hoped silently to Merlin that she wouldn't be upset.
"Oh?" She wasn't a bit suprised, or mad.
"Well, I figured since he told me about everyone else knowing, that we might as well go on with it." He took her hand. She smiled at him.
"Is that was you want, Harry?"
"Yes." He walked her towards the door, and stopped. "Gin?"
"Yes, Harry, I want to tell everyone, too." Then they walked into the kitchen, hand in hand. Molly smiled at them, and the twins winked. No one said anything, though, except for Sirius.
"Why George, I think they've got it!" He was smiling, like he had just gotten out of St. Mungos. At that, everyone started to laugh. Ginny and Harry turned on their heels, and walked outside to the garden again.
The moon shone bright, illuminating her hair into a thousand different shades of red. The summer breeze blew the curls framing her face, making her look as if she were an angel. She smiled sweetly at him, love surrounding her face like a portrait. She brike the silence with one of her beautiful giggles.
"Well," she said, "that was quite an interesting experience!"
"And that it was." He couldn't stand it anymore. He grabbed her waist, and brought her in for a warm, loving kiss.
"Hmm," she said, obviously out o breath, "If the twins don't start within the next 10 minutres, I'll die of shock!"
"No, don't do that, that most certainly would not be a good thing...not good at all." His emeral green eyes were lost in puddles of chocolate brown, and he was drinking in every second of it. He took her into a loving embrace, and kissed the top of her head. "I love every single part of you." He felt her tense up. "Gin?"
"Oh Harry. I love you so much!" She kissed him with all the passion in her body, and the feeling was most incredible. He loved the taste of her, he loved the smell of her hair, the softness of her body, and everything else that can along with it. She made him drown out the world around him.
He forgot about all the bad things happening in his life. Voldemort and his plans for Harry disappeared, Sirius lieaving tomorrow, and his last year at Hogwarts all faded away into a fuzzy blur. All there was in Harry's world now what Ginny, and he loved that feeling more than anything in the world.
"You're still alive," he mused.
"What?"
"Fred and George..."
"Oh, well, no, the reason why I'm still alive is," she couldn't finish, she was laughing histerically. "Because, you're the color of Kermit The Frog!"
"WHAT?"
"Emerald green, it does match your eyes...Infinite Incantum." Ginny giggled. "There, my normal Harry again." She took her hand and ran in down the side of his face. It sent shivers down his spine.
"You're wonderful."
"Aw, thanks." She kissed him, took his hand, and then marched defiantly passed her twin brothers.
Love Is In The Air
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
It was 4 o'clock in the afternoon and Aunt Petunia still hadn't emerged from the bathroom. Harry was throbbing with anticipation and nothing could bring him down, not even Uncle Vernon's constant badgering about what he had done earlier. It was quite funny, actually.
"Boy, what did you do?! The woman is a wreck!" His fat face was beetroot red with anger, which in Harry's current state, was quite amusing.
"Nothing she didn't deserve," he said flatly.
"You are the most ungrateful freak on this planet!" He looked like he was about to explode.
"I am NOT ungrateful," Harry's temper was getting the better of him.
"Did you just talk back to me?" He said this deadly calm. Harry decided it was time to give him a taste of his own medicine. He spoke very slowly, and calm and he said the words in almost a wisper.
"Listen to me, you ungrateful pig," Vernon gasped, and Harry pulled out his wand, and pointed it at Vernon's chest. "I am not your son, I am not your slave, I am most certainly no longer a boy, and I am more intellectual then your pig of a son and ungrateful cow of a wife put together. My life has been threatened since day one, and I most certainly am not going to let your wife or you call me a freak any longer. Now, you listen to this very carfully," Harry took a breath, and stared into souless eyes, his emerald green eyes shown no disturbance to peace, but heeded a warning, a deadly warning, "I could snap you in half with just one flick of my wand, and I could kill you just the same." Harry narrowed his eyes as he stared down his uncle. "I have faught the most powerful wizard in the world numerous times, and have always won. Don't you dare think for a second that you can lay your filthy hands on me without coming away from it dead, or unconcious. Do you understand me?" Harry was a serious as ever.
Vernon shook his head, staring in disbelief at the wand being pointed at him.
"Very well," said Harry, as he looked at the clock. It was 10 minutes to 5pm. He was almost gone.
Harry paced back and forth. Nothing could make him more happy than to leave this house. He was going to be able to see Ron, Hermione, and Ginny. All he had to do was wait for Mr. Weasley to come through the fireplace by floo.
Just as Harry thought it, there was a roar of fire and a popping sound, then a hunched figure in the fireplace. When he saw Mr. Weasley, he had thought him to be considerably shorter, which was a shock, especially since it wasn't Mr. Weasley at all. All he could see were two very happy eyes, and a tundra of copper, red, and gold curls.
It was Ginny.
"Hullo, Harry!" She ran over and hugged him. It was a cute action because she was so short. She literally jumped on him! "Dad is working late at the ministry, Ron and Hermione are nowhere to be found," she giggled at this, "and Mum is cooking your birthday dinner," She slid down off of him at this time, Harry was quite flustered by that. "So, you got me!" She smiled sweetly at him, which was a total coverup to the Ginny he knew and loved.
"That's quite alright!" Harry was glowing with happiness.
Ginny seemed confused, but Harry really didn't know why. Maybe it was because she sensed how happy he was, which lately, wasn't normal.
"Okay, Gin, let's get out of this place!" He took her hand and walked her to the fireplace. "I'll send you through with Hedwig's cage, okay?"
"Yeah, uh huh..." She was looking at her hand in Harry's with a funny look.
"You okay, Gin? No one's around you know..."
"Yeah...fine..." Her big brown eyes were as wide as saucers.
"Okay, go ahead." He dropped her hand, but she didn't move an inch. She had a dazed look about her. "Gin?"
"What," she asked him, as if she was in another world completely. Harry waved his hands in front of her face. "Earth to Gin..Earth to Gin..." He couldn't help but laugh.
"Wha--Oh, hi Harry! When did you get here?" Harry shook his head and walked her to the fireplace. She followed.
"Gin, this is the Dursley's! Not The Burrow!" He saw her smack her forhead, and he laughed at her.
"Ow...oye, let's go Harry," she was blushing like mad.
****
Harry finally arrived home by floo, and stepped out of the fire. He was greated with a mass of rib crushing hugs. Ron clapped his hand on his shoulder. "It's nice to have you back, mate." The Burrow's kitchen was in lack of quite a few people, being that they were all at the ministry or fighting the war.
"Oh, Harry dear, it's really nice to have you back again. I'm so glad you're staying for...longer...this time. I would rather have you here than at that...place." Mrs. Weasley smiled sweetly at Harry. When he turned around, he wasn't expecting to see the person he did.
"Fancy meeting you here!" Harry's eyes were wide with suprise.
"Just thought I'd drop by for a birthday visit!"
"Sirius, you never fail to amaze me," and at that, Harry took is godfather into a warm embrace. "It's nice to have you here, Padfoot."
Harry was glowing even more once he realized his godfather was here. His whole family was here. Bill and Charlie couldn't make it because of The Order's duties, but it was lovely all the same.
After dinner, Sirius told stories to him and the Weasley's about his days at school, which could very well rival the twin's pranks.
"Sirius, Ol' pal," Fred said. George continued Fred's sentences.
"Would you,"
"Tell us,"
"You're favorite prank?!" They both said this at the same time, which made Sirius roar with laughter.
"I suppose. This might be a bit of a shock..."
"Yahooo! Tell us, old pal!" Fred was so happy he could levitate without his wand.
"Okay..."Sirius smiled at Harry, who didn't know what to make of it. "Harry, I've gotten punched enough times to know it was a good joke played on Lily and James, and the punches weren't being thrown by your father, either." Everyone, including Harry, laughed at this statement. "Fred, George, this is why I don't think it's the best of ideas to play it on Gin." Everyone laughed and turned to Ginny. Ginny's bull-headed temper was well known in this house. "Okay, well, it was our seventh year at Hogwarts, and your parents were engaged...finally. They were in their favorite broom closet under the main stairs," Sirius was trying not to burst out laughing at Harry and Ginny's faces, he must have struck a nerve. He promised himself he was never going to ask what that nerve was. "They were really happy just talking in there, and sometimes James would come out either laughing, or occasionally in pain. So, I decided I'd leave them to their devices, and I locked them in there. I knew Filch would be coming along soon, so, it was the perfect plan.
"When Filch did come, and he unlocked the door, he was imediatly floored by Lily." He laughed as he recalled the picture. "She must have been leaning on the door, no doubt trying to budge it. I can imagine James in there saying 'Lily, are you a witch or not?' just as the door opened. Well, she caught me, and if James hadn't gotten there first, I would probably be dead." Everyone laughed at the thought of Filch being fallen on. It was quite a picture to visualize someone actually falling on Filch and even more amazing that the person at the time lived to tell about it. Harry and Ginny just sat there, and the expressions on their faces were quite similar. Full of horror.
Sirius stared at Harry shaking his head. He finally stood up in front of Harry, who shook his head and looked up to his godfather. "You know, Harry. You two look like you just heard the world is going to end or something. Ginny, do you mind if I steal Harry for a few minutes?" He didn't even wait for an answer, he just dragged his godson out the door behind him.
"Harry," Sirius was supressing laughter, that much was certain. "Would you mind coming out of your little world for a second? I'd like to talk to you."
"Yeah, what's up Sirius?" He looked a little befuddled.
"Do you realize that everyone already knows about you two? Even Ron? And you keep hiding it!"
"You..he...they do?" He was actually suprised.
"You know, you are more thick than Remus, your father, and Ron put together!"
"Hey!" Harry had to laugh, that was pretty bad.
"Why don't you go talk to your girlfriend, and tell her about your new found discovery. She may not be as suprised as you think." Sirius smiled wickedly as he walked into The Burrow.
Harry decided that since everyone knew, they might as well come out in the open with it. He walked over to Ginny, and asked her to come outside with him.
"Gin, we need to talk. Sirius knows about our relationship." He hoped silently to Merlin that she wouldn't be upset.
"Oh?" She wasn't a bit suprised, or mad.
"Well, I figured since he told me about everyone else knowing, that we might as well go on with it." He took her hand. She smiled at him.
"Is that was you want, Harry?"
"Yes." He walked her towards the door, and stopped. "Gin?"
"Yes, Harry, I want to tell everyone, too." Then they walked into the kitchen, hand in hand. Molly smiled at them, and the twins winked. No one said anything, though, except for Sirius.
"Why George, I think they've got it!" He was smiling, like he had just gotten out of St. Mungos. At that, everyone started to laugh. Ginny and Harry turned on their heels, and walked outside to the garden again.
The moon shone bright, illuminating her hair into a thousand different shades of red. The summer breeze blew the curls framing her face, making her look as if she were an angel. She smiled sweetly at him, love surrounding her face like a portrait. She brike the silence with one of her beautiful giggles.
"Well," she said, "that was quite an interesting experience!"
"And that it was." He couldn't stand it anymore. He grabbed her waist, and brought her in for a warm, loving kiss.
"Hmm," she said, obviously out o breath, "If the twins don't start within the next 10 minutres, I'll die of shock!"
"No, don't do that, that most certainly would not be a good thing...not good at all." His emeral green eyes were lost in puddles of chocolate brown, and he was drinking in every second of it. He took her into a loving embrace, and kissed the top of her head. "I love every single part of you." He felt her tense up. "Gin?"
"Oh Harry. I love you so much!" She kissed him with all the passion in her body, and the feeling was most incredible. He loved the taste of her, he loved the smell of her hair, the softness of her body, and everything else that can along with it. She made him drown out the world around him.
He forgot about all the bad things happening in his life. Voldemort and his plans for Harry disappeared, Sirius lieaving tomorrow, and his last year at Hogwarts all faded away into a fuzzy blur. All there was in Harry's world now what Ginny, and he loved that feeling more than anything in the world.
"You're still alive," he mused.
"What?"
"Fred and George..."
"Oh, well, no, the reason why I'm still alive is," she couldn't finish, she was laughing histerically. "Because, you're the color of Kermit The Frog!"
"WHAT?"
"Emerald green, it does match your eyes...Infinite Incantum." Ginny giggled. "There, my normal Harry again." She took her hand and ran in down the side of his face. It sent shivers down his spine.
"You're wonderful."
"Aw, thanks." She kissed him, took his hand, and then marched defiantly passed her twin brothers.