Chapter 5
Off Again...
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.
Authors Note: Hm. So, We've finally gotten to the day of Hogwarts Express. Hm.. I'm writing this free hand, therefore it's probably going to be terrible. Oye. Bare with me on this, contructive criticism is lovely, too. RR!- Kat ***** Harry awoke with a start. He reassured himself it was only a terrible dream.
Voldemort had Ginny in his arms. He was looking at her with pure disgust. Her lifeless form just lay there, limp. Harry tried to move but he was magically bound. Voldemort said something, and then a Dementor came in, and kissed the soul away from her.
He shook his head. He sat up in his bed and swung his legs over the side of his bed. He was drenched in sweat. He decided he should take a shower while there was still hot water. He looked at the clock, and it's red lights shown 5:58 AM.
"Ugh."
He got up and stretched. He walked over to the mirror shook his head at it's response.
"Dear, you have a 5 O'Clock shadow again."
"Yeah, yeah.," he yawned, "I get you."
He grabbed a towel out of the linen closet and walked into the bathroom. He went over and turned on the shower. This was the most relaxing part of the day for him. He loved the beating of the hot water on his back. This was the only place he didn't have to hide himself besides with Ginny. She loved him for him. Once he got out of the shower and dried off. He tried brushing his messy head of hair to no avail. He sighed and shook his head. He turned around to grab his boxers when he realized that he left his pants in the bedroom.
"Damn it. Not again." He hated when he did that. It never failed at 5 in the morning. Then he realized he forgot his wand, so he couldn't summon them. "Someone's out to get me, I swear."
He heard someone outside his room. Thank Merlin. He grabbed a towel and opened the door a crack. "Ron, Gin?"
"Yeah, mate?"
"Could you go in my room and get me some pants?"
"What? You forgot your pants again? Merlin, Harry, you're mental," Ron laughed at Harry, "Nope. I think I'm going to go down to breakfast."
"Ron, I swear. I'm going to kill you."
"Thanks, Harry."
"Oh, the pleasure will be all mine." He heard Ginny come out of her bedroom and yawn.
"GINNY!?"
"Yes, dear?"
"Help?"
"Hmm?" She walked up to the bathroom door and peaked in.
"Lovely."
"What, you have a towel, right?" She was laughing at him.
"I need pants."
"Oye, Harry. Follow me, I'll block your veiw from Mum."
"Thank, Gin. WAIT!"
"Yes, Harry?"
"Me---you--towel--hallway--your Mum--scary."
"Not if she doesn't see you and your clothes-less body."
"Oye."
"Quick."
They ran down the hallway of The Burrow and Harry literally slid on the rug. "Ow," he said as he slid into the corner of the door frame. They ran into Harry's room and closed the door.
"Thanks, Gin," Harry said as he rubbed his arm.
"No problem. You should get dressed, we're leaving in 1 hour for Kings Cross."
"Yeah, I should get dressed." Harry looked down at his body, and laughed. "I think your Mum would have kittens if she said you standing in from of me in nothing but a towel."
"Yeah. I'm going to go now." She gave him a quick kiss and slid out of the room. Harry sat on his bed and put his head in his hand. He just had to laugh. Every morning, the same thing, and Ron would never give Harry his pants. Oh, that sounded wrong. But alas, it is true.
"This is my normal morning at The Burrow," Harry said to himself. "I can only imagine if I had my own flat. So much easier getting a pair of pants. Ugh."
*****
After Harry got dressed, he double checked to see if he had everything. He nodded in approval. He took his wand. "Wingardrium Leviosa." With that, he walked downstairs with a trunk levitating behind him.
"Good Morning, Harry dear." Mrs. Weasley looked quite distressed. It was Ron and Harry's last year at Hogwarts, and Ginny would be the only one left at the Burrow next year.
"Good Morning, Molly." Harry sat down as she put a bowl of cereal in front of Harry. He poured himself some orange juice and smiled at Ginny. "So, Gin, you are a prefect this year. You little sneak."
"I didn't want Fred or George on my case about it, that's all."
"Hm. Okay then." He grinned wickedly at her, and returned to his cereal. Since Ginny went on her clothes stealing raid, and Harry told Molly, they have been at war. Nothing too serious, besides Harry's clothes missing all the time, and Ginny's clothes suddenly turning violent shades of the rainbow. They were doing it all in fun, and he supposed it was going to get interesting in Gryffindor Tower at night and in the morning.
"Harry, I swear, if you tell them I'm a prefect, I'll tell them you're head boy!"
"But there's a difference, I'm not Percy." He smiled at Ginny and laughed.
She narrowed her eyes at him and then returned to her cereal and black coffee.
"Gin, I don't know how you can drink that stuff."
"It's easy, see?" She took a big gulp of it and smiled at Harry. "Unlike you and your mint tea."
"Oh please, you drink it too."
"I know."
"Okay, everyone. Are we all ready?" Molly walked over to the kitchen table and smiled down at them.
"Yes, Mummy."
"Yeah, Mum."
"Okay, Molly."
They all went to the fireplace. Harry looked around The Burrow again. He realized that this was the last time he would embark on this trip.
To Be Continued
*****
Thank You for all the reviews! I'm going to take time and answer some of your questions from Chapter 1-Chapter 4!
Esperanza- Thank You!
Kitty- Will Do!
Ghostcat- I took your advice. Those stupid typo's. Oh, and it's borderline both. I'm glad I have a faithful reader. It's nice to feel loved. (Don't burst my happy bubble. ;)
PheonixWings- Thank you very much for the advice.
Blondie55- o.O Hm. I haven't really thought about how long it's going to be. 25 chapters or so, most likely. I'm planning on doing all of his seventh year, and then a sequel, a post-Hogwarts tale. Other than that, I'm only pre-planned up until February. I have a nice little plot going on with Harry and Ginny. ;)
JJ- Thank you.
Liz- I'm going to take that as a compliment. :P
Robin- I may just have to do a cute little aside to the year before for you. I haven't really thought about it. It seems to be common knowledge to a lot of people that they "belong." I guess we're just going to have to see. :)
Kt- The "There, love" thing was major Harry sarcasm. As for the gift thing...you'll see it's meaning later. I do plan, hehe.
KittyDopter- Well, I am planning on writing a lot, but midterms are this week, which means hellish work. Oye.
Ann- I'm glad you can relate to the story in some way. I try to make the characters real and personable--likable. I don't want it to be dry. :)
Lilia- No offense taken. I know why you think so. But no, I have not. It actually came to me after a whole period of contemplation in the library. I had terrible writers block all day. lol. :)
HarryPotterFan- Thank you very much for the compliment. My Inner-Harry says "Thank you," also. :)
Off Again...
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.
Authors Note: Hm. So, We've finally gotten to the day of Hogwarts Express. Hm.. I'm writing this free hand, therefore it's probably going to be terrible. Oye. Bare with me on this, contructive criticism is lovely, too. RR!- Kat ***** Harry awoke with a start. He reassured himself it was only a terrible dream.
Voldemort had Ginny in his arms. He was looking at her with pure disgust. Her lifeless form just lay there, limp. Harry tried to move but he was magically bound. Voldemort said something, and then a Dementor came in, and kissed the soul away from her.
He shook his head. He sat up in his bed and swung his legs over the side of his bed. He was drenched in sweat. He decided he should take a shower while there was still hot water. He looked at the clock, and it's red lights shown 5:58 AM.
"Ugh."
He got up and stretched. He walked over to the mirror shook his head at it's response.
"Dear, you have a 5 O'Clock shadow again."
"Yeah, yeah.," he yawned, "I get you."
He grabbed a towel out of the linen closet and walked into the bathroom. He went over and turned on the shower. This was the most relaxing part of the day for him. He loved the beating of the hot water on his back. This was the only place he didn't have to hide himself besides with Ginny. She loved him for him. Once he got out of the shower and dried off. He tried brushing his messy head of hair to no avail. He sighed and shook his head. He turned around to grab his boxers when he realized that he left his pants in the bedroom.
"Damn it. Not again." He hated when he did that. It never failed at 5 in the morning. Then he realized he forgot his wand, so he couldn't summon them. "Someone's out to get me, I swear."
He heard someone outside his room. Thank Merlin. He grabbed a towel and opened the door a crack. "Ron, Gin?"
"Yeah, mate?"
"Could you go in my room and get me some pants?"
"What? You forgot your pants again? Merlin, Harry, you're mental," Ron laughed at Harry, "Nope. I think I'm going to go down to breakfast."
"Ron, I swear. I'm going to kill you."
"Thanks, Harry."
"Oh, the pleasure will be all mine." He heard Ginny come out of her bedroom and yawn.
"GINNY!?"
"Yes, dear?"
"Help?"
"Hmm?" She walked up to the bathroom door and peaked in.
"Lovely."
"What, you have a towel, right?" She was laughing at him.
"I need pants."
"Oye, Harry. Follow me, I'll block your veiw from Mum."
"Thank, Gin. WAIT!"
"Yes, Harry?"
"Me---you--towel--hallway--your Mum--scary."
"Not if she doesn't see you and your clothes-less body."
"Oye."
"Quick."
They ran down the hallway of The Burrow and Harry literally slid on the rug. "Ow," he said as he slid into the corner of the door frame. They ran into Harry's room and closed the door.
"Thanks, Gin," Harry said as he rubbed his arm.
"No problem. You should get dressed, we're leaving in 1 hour for Kings Cross."
"Yeah, I should get dressed." Harry looked down at his body, and laughed. "I think your Mum would have kittens if she said you standing in from of me in nothing but a towel."
"Yeah. I'm going to go now." She gave him a quick kiss and slid out of the room. Harry sat on his bed and put his head in his hand. He just had to laugh. Every morning, the same thing, and Ron would never give Harry his pants. Oh, that sounded wrong. But alas, it is true.
"This is my normal morning at The Burrow," Harry said to himself. "I can only imagine if I had my own flat. So much easier getting a pair of pants. Ugh."
After Harry got dressed, he double checked to see if he had everything. He nodded in approval. He took his wand. "Wingardrium Leviosa." With that, he walked downstairs with a trunk levitating behind him.
"Good Morning, Harry dear." Mrs. Weasley looked quite distressed. It was Ron and Harry's last year at Hogwarts, and Ginny would be the only one left at the Burrow next year.
"Good Morning, Molly." Harry sat down as she put a bowl of cereal in front of Harry. He poured himself some orange juice and smiled at Ginny. "So, Gin, you are a prefect this year. You little sneak."
"I didn't want Fred or George on my case about it, that's all."
"Hm. Okay then." He grinned wickedly at her, and returned to his cereal. Since Ginny went on her clothes stealing raid, and Harry told Molly, they have been at war. Nothing too serious, besides Harry's clothes missing all the time, and Ginny's clothes suddenly turning violent shades of the rainbow. They were doing it all in fun, and he supposed it was going to get interesting in Gryffindor Tower at night and in the morning.
"Harry, I swear, if you tell them I'm a prefect, I'll tell them you're head boy!"
"But there's a difference, I'm not Percy." He smiled at Ginny and laughed.
She narrowed her eyes at him and then returned to her cereal and black coffee.
"Gin, I don't know how you can drink that stuff."
"It's easy, see?" She took a big gulp of it and smiled at Harry. "Unlike you and your mint tea."
"Oh please, you drink it too."
"I know."
"Okay, everyone. Are we all ready?" Molly walked over to the kitchen table and smiled down at them.
"Yes, Mummy."
"Yeah, Mum."
"Okay, Molly."
They all went to the fireplace. Harry looked around The Burrow again. He realized that this was the last time he would embark on this trip.
*****
Thank You for all the reviews! I'm going to take time and answer some of your questions from Chapter 1-Chapter 4!
Esperanza- Thank You!
Kitty- Will Do!
Ghostcat- I took your advice. Those stupid typo's. Oh, and it's borderline both. I'm glad I have a faithful reader. It's nice to feel loved. (Don't burst my happy bubble. ;)
PheonixWings- Thank you very much for the advice.
Blondie55- o.O Hm. I haven't really thought about how long it's going to be. 25 chapters or so, most likely. I'm planning on doing all of his seventh year, and then a sequel, a post-Hogwarts tale. Other than that, I'm only pre-planned up until February. I have a nice little plot going on with Harry and Ginny. ;)
JJ- Thank you.
Liz- I'm going to take that as a compliment. :P
Robin- I may just have to do a cute little aside to the year before for you. I haven't really thought about it. It seems to be common knowledge to a lot of people that they "belong." I guess we're just going to have to see. :)
Kt- The "There, love" thing was major Harry sarcasm. As for the gift thing...you'll see it's meaning later. I do plan, hehe.
KittyDopter- Well, I am planning on writing a lot, but midterms are this week, which means hellish work. Oye.
Ann- I'm glad you can relate to the story in some way. I try to make the characters real and personable--likable. I don't want it to be dry. :)
Lilia- No offense taken. I know why you think so. But no, I have not. It actually came to me after a whole period of contemplation in the library. I had terrible writers block all day. lol. :)
HarryPotterFan- Thank you very much for the compliment. My Inner-Harry says "Thank you," also. :)