Disclaimer: Harry Potter is from the creative genius that is J.K. Rowling.
I am not her. This is merely a fan fiction to tide us over until book 6 is
released.
A/N: Thank you again for the reviews. Oh, and get ready to get thrown a loop.
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"Can somebody tell me what in the bloody hell is going on?" Ron bellowed once everyone was back inside the common room. Hermione and Harry were certain at any moment he was going to explode. "I'm in the infirmary for a few bloody days and all hell brakes loose. You left my sister alone with Malfoy? And what in the bloody hell is with Neville and Ginny, because if it is what it looked like he's lucky he's in the infirmary right now."
"Yelling isn't helping anything Ron," Hermione whispered.
"Not helping? Not helping! First I see what happened in the hallway. Then I hear my baby siter's . kiss .. git .ferret .. Malfoy," he said not being able to complete his full sentences because of his fury. "And I have no idea what's going on with Neville, of all people, and her and you're telling me -"
Hermione got up and put her hands on each side of Ron's face. While Ron was red from yelling, he suddenly turned a different shade and fell silent.
"Calm down," Hermione said softly.
"I don't mean to interupt," came a voice from behind them. They all turned to see Colin. "But Neville and Ginny. . . that is to say there is something with Neville, and if Malfoy kissed Ginny that explains the whole thing in the hall."
"What?" Ron and Harry said in unison.
"Colin, what do you mean something with Neville?" Hermione asked.
"Well, I guess there's nothing officially between them," he said uncertain. "But ever since the ball -"
"This has been going on that long?" shrieked Ron.
"Well yes and no. I mean there was Michael and Dean," he said shooting timid glances at Ron, hoping not to set him off. "Didn't you ever notice he'd stay behind after classes to meet her in the hall or help her with her books?"
"No, not really."
Harry just always thought Neville stayed behind because he forgot something or had to clean up a mess he made.
"Are you telling me Neville has been snogging my little sister -" Ron yelled, looking like he was ready to go pound Neville infirmary or not.
"No. I mean I don't think so," Colin sputtered. "I've never seen them kiss."
Harry suddenly let out a breath he wasn't ware he was holding. Ron too breathed a sigh of relief.
"Then how do you know their not just friends," Harry heard his voice say.
Colin shrugged. "Maybe it's just the way he acts around her. He's sort of like you Harry. Brave and outgoing, but just when she's around.
Harry thought back to the D.A. classes. Neville always did great in them, and he helped tremendously when fighting the Death Eaters at the Ministry of Magic, but Colin was right. Ginny was with them that whole time. Even when they were separated by the Death Eaters, Ginny was still nearby. Neville had been the one to hex the death eater who attacked Ginny in the Ministry. When the Death Eaters said to take the small one, Harry had been side by side with Neville out front protecting Ginny. Harry suddenly felt the urge to sit down. Suddenly things made some sense. Neville was in love iwth Ginny.
"You're bloody bonkers," Ron stated before plopping down on the sofa. Colin made a quick exit leaving the three of them to try to figure out what all was going on.
"Ron, Ginny's a big girl -" Hermione began.
"She'll never be a 'big girl.' She's just a little thing."
"She may be little but she sure backs a punch or smack for that matter," Harry said as he continued to rub his cheek, which still had a slightly red tone in the size of a hand.
"Exactly," Hermione stated. "She can take care of herself. Stop being so overprotective."
"Hermione, you just don't understand," Ron began.
Harry settled down, thinking to himself that this row between them was going to take a while, and he knew he wouldn't be able to get a word in edgewise.
"Because I'm an only child? I tell you Ron she doesn't need you to go thumping around on people. This is exactly why she didn't want to tell you about Michael our fifth-year."
"Blood git."
"You just say that because you're so overprotective. Ron, she needs to live her own life and see who she wants. I'm not saying that she wants to see Malfoy, in fact I think she'd rather see him as that slug she turned him into, but the point is she can spend time with whoever she wants."
"No she can't. She doesn't know what men are like. She got tricked by Riddle her first year because she's doesn't know. I'm not about to let her get hurt again."
"Don't you dare mention Riddle again," Hermione said coldly. "You can't blame her for that, and I don't ever want to hear you speak to her about it again. As far as he getting hurt, I don't want her to get hurt either, but she needs to make her own decisions. This overprotecting has got to stop. None of the rest of your brothers are this bad, why is that?"
"It's none of your bloody business."
"Ronald Weasley! I heard that, and if that's they way you're going to be then there is no use even speaking to you!"
Harry tuned them out and decided he needed to talk to Ginny. He needed to apologize for leaving her alone with Malfoy, for making her think he manipulated her into meeting with him.
"I'm going to talk to Ginny," he said, however no one heard him over Ron and Hermione's arguing.
Knowing that the steps to the girls dormitory would slide if he tried to go up them, Harry used a floating charm to make his way up to the fifth-year girls dorms.
"Ginny," he said as he pounded on the door. "I need to talk to you. Please open up."
Nothing.
"Ginny open the door."
Nothing.
"Ginny, open the door now. We need to talk if you don't I'll just knock it down. Please I need to explain what happened in the dungeons."
The door flew open. However all Harry saw was hexes and jinxes flying at him followed by a scream of "I don't want to talk to you." Many of the jinxes and hexes ricocheted off the walls causing many people in the common room to duck for cover. Unfortunately Harry didn't think Ginny would honestly hex and jinx him so he had set up no shield around him.
As he fell down the stairs and into the common room, he began to realize just how bad an idea was talking to Ginny when she was so angry.
"Blood hell mate," Ron said looking down at the mess that was Harry. He was covered in boils, his lips were enlarged so they reached his knees and it looked like Ginny had gotten better on her spell that turned people into asses, see how he now was sprouting not only ears and a tail, but coarse hair and hooves. "Come on. Let's get you cleaned up."
A/N: Thank you again for the reviews. Oh, and get ready to get thrown a loop.
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"Can somebody tell me what in the bloody hell is going on?" Ron bellowed once everyone was back inside the common room. Hermione and Harry were certain at any moment he was going to explode. "I'm in the infirmary for a few bloody days and all hell brakes loose. You left my sister alone with Malfoy? And what in the bloody hell is with Neville and Ginny, because if it is what it looked like he's lucky he's in the infirmary right now."
"Yelling isn't helping anything Ron," Hermione whispered.
"Not helping? Not helping! First I see what happened in the hallway. Then I hear my baby siter's . kiss .. git .ferret .. Malfoy," he said not being able to complete his full sentences because of his fury. "And I have no idea what's going on with Neville, of all people, and her and you're telling me -"
Hermione got up and put her hands on each side of Ron's face. While Ron was red from yelling, he suddenly turned a different shade and fell silent.
"Calm down," Hermione said softly.
"I don't mean to interupt," came a voice from behind them. They all turned to see Colin. "But Neville and Ginny. . . that is to say there is something with Neville, and if Malfoy kissed Ginny that explains the whole thing in the hall."
"What?" Ron and Harry said in unison.
"Colin, what do you mean something with Neville?" Hermione asked.
"Well, I guess there's nothing officially between them," he said uncertain. "But ever since the ball -"
"This has been going on that long?" shrieked Ron.
"Well yes and no. I mean there was Michael and Dean," he said shooting timid glances at Ron, hoping not to set him off. "Didn't you ever notice he'd stay behind after classes to meet her in the hall or help her with her books?"
"No, not really."
Harry just always thought Neville stayed behind because he forgot something or had to clean up a mess he made.
"Are you telling me Neville has been snogging my little sister -" Ron yelled, looking like he was ready to go pound Neville infirmary or not.
"No. I mean I don't think so," Colin sputtered. "I've never seen them kiss."
Harry suddenly let out a breath he wasn't ware he was holding. Ron too breathed a sigh of relief.
"Then how do you know their not just friends," Harry heard his voice say.
Colin shrugged. "Maybe it's just the way he acts around her. He's sort of like you Harry. Brave and outgoing, but just when she's around.
Harry thought back to the D.A. classes. Neville always did great in them, and he helped tremendously when fighting the Death Eaters at the Ministry of Magic, but Colin was right. Ginny was with them that whole time. Even when they were separated by the Death Eaters, Ginny was still nearby. Neville had been the one to hex the death eater who attacked Ginny in the Ministry. When the Death Eaters said to take the small one, Harry had been side by side with Neville out front protecting Ginny. Harry suddenly felt the urge to sit down. Suddenly things made some sense. Neville was in love iwth Ginny.
"You're bloody bonkers," Ron stated before plopping down on the sofa. Colin made a quick exit leaving the three of them to try to figure out what all was going on.
"Ron, Ginny's a big girl -" Hermione began.
"She'll never be a 'big girl.' She's just a little thing."
"She may be little but she sure backs a punch or smack for that matter," Harry said as he continued to rub his cheek, which still had a slightly red tone in the size of a hand.
"Exactly," Hermione stated. "She can take care of herself. Stop being so overprotective."
"Hermione, you just don't understand," Ron began.
Harry settled down, thinking to himself that this row between them was going to take a while, and he knew he wouldn't be able to get a word in edgewise.
"Because I'm an only child? I tell you Ron she doesn't need you to go thumping around on people. This is exactly why she didn't want to tell you about Michael our fifth-year."
"Blood git."
"You just say that because you're so overprotective. Ron, she needs to live her own life and see who she wants. I'm not saying that she wants to see Malfoy, in fact I think she'd rather see him as that slug she turned him into, but the point is she can spend time with whoever she wants."
"No she can't. She doesn't know what men are like. She got tricked by Riddle her first year because she's doesn't know. I'm not about to let her get hurt again."
"Don't you dare mention Riddle again," Hermione said coldly. "You can't blame her for that, and I don't ever want to hear you speak to her about it again. As far as he getting hurt, I don't want her to get hurt either, but she needs to make her own decisions. This overprotecting has got to stop. None of the rest of your brothers are this bad, why is that?"
"It's none of your bloody business."
"Ronald Weasley! I heard that, and if that's they way you're going to be then there is no use even speaking to you!"
Harry tuned them out and decided he needed to talk to Ginny. He needed to apologize for leaving her alone with Malfoy, for making her think he manipulated her into meeting with him.
"I'm going to talk to Ginny," he said, however no one heard him over Ron and Hermione's arguing.
Knowing that the steps to the girls dormitory would slide if he tried to go up them, Harry used a floating charm to make his way up to the fifth-year girls dorms.
"Ginny," he said as he pounded on the door. "I need to talk to you. Please open up."
Nothing.
"Ginny open the door."
Nothing.
"Ginny, open the door now. We need to talk if you don't I'll just knock it down. Please I need to explain what happened in the dungeons."
The door flew open. However all Harry saw was hexes and jinxes flying at him followed by a scream of "I don't want to talk to you." Many of the jinxes and hexes ricocheted off the walls causing many people in the common room to duck for cover. Unfortunately Harry didn't think Ginny would honestly hex and jinx him so he had set up no shield around him.
As he fell down the stairs and into the common room, he began to realize just how bad an idea was talking to Ginny when she was so angry.
"Blood hell mate," Ron said looking down at the mess that was Harry. He was covered in boils, his lips were enlarged so they reached his knees and it looked like Ginny had gotten better on her spell that turned people into asses, see how he now was sprouting not only ears and a tail, but coarse hair and hooves. "Come on. Let's get you cleaned up."