Chapter Eight
"Harry! Harry!" Ginny screamed, trying to get the boy off of her. "Harry! Will you get up?!" Ginny cried.
Harry did his best to roll off of her. Then as fast as it came, the pain was gone. "He's got her. He's got Hermione." Harry said, panting. "Voldemort's mad, and might kill her. I've got to go get her." Harry stood up, staggering slightly from the fall, but still determined. "I don't care what Ron says, I know he has her."
Ginny hadn't gotten up from the floor yet, and was happy she was still sitting. She was amazed that for one, Harry hadn't bothered to try to stop Voldemort from getting into his mind, and two, Harry was making these decisions very rashly. "Then. er. I'm going too." Ginny said, standing up. "Hermione's my friend too. And I should have talked to her more, and I didn't, and maybe I could have helped stop this." Ginny really didn't know what she was saying; she just wanted to go with Harry, to help him.
"Fine Ginny. But, really, I don't want you to go. I don't want to lose you. Nor would Ron." Harry said, looking at her smooth, beautiful face, and her brilliant red hair. "But, if you want to come, but really, who knows what could happen." Harry said. Ginny sounded like she really wanted to go with him, but what if something happened? He couldn't bear to loose her. It was bad enough that Hermione was kidnapped, but if her lost Ginny, Harry couldn't think about it.
"Then it's settled. Lets go." Ginny said. She walked towered the portrait hole, and Harry followed.
They were walking down the Hallway, when Ginny asked him something. "What were you going to tell me in the common room right before you fell?" She asked, following him.
"Oh, um." Harry couldn't tell her now. This wasn't a romantic time, this was a rescue mission. He couldn't tell he that he liked her now, it wouldn't seem right, and he liked walking along with her. Even if he was leading her into danger. "I er, I bloody can't remember Ginny."
"Oh. Well, when you do remember, just let me know. I'd be happy to listen." Ginny said. She walked along side him, not talking to him for some time. Then Ginny just thought of something. "How are we going to get there?"
"Well, do you have any floo powder? Because I honestly don't know how else to get there, and all I know is that he is at a place called 'Godric's Hollow'." Harry said, turning to face the girl.
"Just a little bit left. I always take some with me when I go to school, so I can leave when I want to. Ron took most of it away, but I managed to get some back. Apparently he thought that I would try to kill myself traveling in fireplaces, so don't ask. He's just like that."
"Then could you go get it?" Harry asked.
"Sure. I'll be back soon."
Harry slid down the wall that was next to him in the hallway. 'Wow. She can really take your breath away' he thought, thinking of her. Harry heard footsteps and turned his head to see who was coming. It was Ginny, and she was running. "Harry, get off the floor! Ron saw me get my floo powder, and started following me." She cried. Harry stood up. "Come on, into this broom closet!" She said, pulling him into the broom closet.
This broom closet was very small compared to all the other one's in Hogwarts it seemed like. There were tons of boxes stacked around them, full of cleaning supplies, and it made the room seem a little bit more than cozy. Ginny was pressed up against Harry, and she could hear his heart beat. Harry gazed down at the girl standing pressed against her, and wrapped his arms around her. "Ginny," Harry said, mustering up all the strength he had. "I remembered what I was going to tell you." She looked up at him.
"Yes Harry?" She said, staring into his deep green eyes. "What is it that you remembered?"
"Ginny, I." There was a banging on the door. I know your in there Ginny! Open it up! Now!" It was Ron.
"Oh crap!" Ginny swore. "He must have heard us!" She said.
"Who is this we? Is Harry in there with you? He better not be, it will turn out real bad for both of you. I don't care if Harry is my best mate, your too young Ginny!" Ron screamed at the door.
The two looked up at each other. Ginny just now realized Harry's arms were wrapped around her waist. It seemed that his arms belonged there; she didn't realize he put them there. "What does he think were doing in here? Going past snogginng?" Harry asked, with a hint of laughter in his voice.
"Sure Harry. Just remember what a large imagination Ron has. I could kill myself, and he could care less. But when I want to lose the last momentums of my childhood, he goes ballistic!" She said, slowly making her voice louder.
"GINNY!" Ron screamed. "VERGINIA MARIE WEASLY!!!!!!! YOU GET YOURSELF OUT HERE NOW!" Ron screamed at the door.
"Oh shit. Now I'm I trouble. Oh, dear Harry, what ever will we do?" She said, trying not to laugh.
Harry, playing along said, "Well, this little wall here will just become a fireplace, like this." Harry took his arm off if Ginny and pulled out his wand and he muttered a few words, and a fireplace appeared. "Then, Gin, could you please kindly hand me that bag of floo powder in your hand?" She gave him the bag, laughing. Really, the whole ordeal was pretty funny. "Now, we shall walk over here, he placed an arm around her waist and lead her to the transfigured fireplace. "Put this stuff in, then walk on in, and then say 'Godric's Hollow'." Then, they were gone. Ron kicked the door, and it opened. They were gone, and Ron couldn't believe it. His best friend had whisked his little sister off to God knows where. "Who knows where that git took her?" Ron said, stepping out of the broom closet. "I just hope Ginny knows what she is getting herself into."
A/N: So, how was that? It is the first fluffy part without tears! Ya! Ginny is getting over being suicidal! So, I'll make a deal with you. I get up to fifty reviews, and all you alls will have your name down as a thank you in the last chapter! Also, I was thinking about doing a sequel, like, a year later, after Ginny is out of school. What do you think about that? Please review, and if you don't know how to that, I'll tell you how. In the left hand bottom corner of the page there is this little purple button that has the word 'Go' on it. Click on it and something amazing will happen. A little box will appear in the middle of your screen, and you can make the author (me) very happy, because this magical box will let you tell the author, (me), what you think about my story! Isn't that so neat! Once more a thank you to all those who have discovered that little purple button, and what it does, in other words, thank you to all those who have reviewed!
"Harry! Harry!" Ginny screamed, trying to get the boy off of her. "Harry! Will you get up?!" Ginny cried.
Harry did his best to roll off of her. Then as fast as it came, the pain was gone. "He's got her. He's got Hermione." Harry said, panting. "Voldemort's mad, and might kill her. I've got to go get her." Harry stood up, staggering slightly from the fall, but still determined. "I don't care what Ron says, I know he has her."
Ginny hadn't gotten up from the floor yet, and was happy she was still sitting. She was amazed that for one, Harry hadn't bothered to try to stop Voldemort from getting into his mind, and two, Harry was making these decisions very rashly. "Then. er. I'm going too." Ginny said, standing up. "Hermione's my friend too. And I should have talked to her more, and I didn't, and maybe I could have helped stop this." Ginny really didn't know what she was saying; she just wanted to go with Harry, to help him.
"Fine Ginny. But, really, I don't want you to go. I don't want to lose you. Nor would Ron." Harry said, looking at her smooth, beautiful face, and her brilliant red hair. "But, if you want to come, but really, who knows what could happen." Harry said. Ginny sounded like she really wanted to go with him, but what if something happened? He couldn't bear to loose her. It was bad enough that Hermione was kidnapped, but if her lost Ginny, Harry couldn't think about it.
"Then it's settled. Lets go." Ginny said. She walked towered the portrait hole, and Harry followed.
They were walking down the Hallway, when Ginny asked him something. "What were you going to tell me in the common room right before you fell?" She asked, following him.
"Oh, um." Harry couldn't tell her now. This wasn't a romantic time, this was a rescue mission. He couldn't tell he that he liked her now, it wouldn't seem right, and he liked walking along with her. Even if he was leading her into danger. "I er, I bloody can't remember Ginny."
"Oh. Well, when you do remember, just let me know. I'd be happy to listen." Ginny said. She walked along side him, not talking to him for some time. Then Ginny just thought of something. "How are we going to get there?"
"Well, do you have any floo powder? Because I honestly don't know how else to get there, and all I know is that he is at a place called 'Godric's Hollow'." Harry said, turning to face the girl.
"Just a little bit left. I always take some with me when I go to school, so I can leave when I want to. Ron took most of it away, but I managed to get some back. Apparently he thought that I would try to kill myself traveling in fireplaces, so don't ask. He's just like that."
"Then could you go get it?" Harry asked.
"Sure. I'll be back soon."
Harry slid down the wall that was next to him in the hallway. 'Wow. She can really take your breath away' he thought, thinking of her. Harry heard footsteps and turned his head to see who was coming. It was Ginny, and she was running. "Harry, get off the floor! Ron saw me get my floo powder, and started following me." She cried. Harry stood up. "Come on, into this broom closet!" She said, pulling him into the broom closet.
This broom closet was very small compared to all the other one's in Hogwarts it seemed like. There were tons of boxes stacked around them, full of cleaning supplies, and it made the room seem a little bit more than cozy. Ginny was pressed up against Harry, and she could hear his heart beat. Harry gazed down at the girl standing pressed against her, and wrapped his arms around her. "Ginny," Harry said, mustering up all the strength he had. "I remembered what I was going to tell you." She looked up at him.
"Yes Harry?" She said, staring into his deep green eyes. "What is it that you remembered?"
"Ginny, I." There was a banging on the door. I know your in there Ginny! Open it up! Now!" It was Ron.
"Oh crap!" Ginny swore. "He must have heard us!" She said.
"Who is this we? Is Harry in there with you? He better not be, it will turn out real bad for both of you. I don't care if Harry is my best mate, your too young Ginny!" Ron screamed at the door.
The two looked up at each other. Ginny just now realized Harry's arms were wrapped around her waist. It seemed that his arms belonged there; she didn't realize he put them there. "What does he think were doing in here? Going past snogginng?" Harry asked, with a hint of laughter in his voice.
"Sure Harry. Just remember what a large imagination Ron has. I could kill myself, and he could care less. But when I want to lose the last momentums of my childhood, he goes ballistic!" She said, slowly making her voice louder.
"GINNY!" Ron screamed. "VERGINIA MARIE WEASLY!!!!!!! YOU GET YOURSELF OUT HERE NOW!" Ron screamed at the door.
"Oh shit. Now I'm I trouble. Oh, dear Harry, what ever will we do?" She said, trying not to laugh.
Harry, playing along said, "Well, this little wall here will just become a fireplace, like this." Harry took his arm off if Ginny and pulled out his wand and he muttered a few words, and a fireplace appeared. "Then, Gin, could you please kindly hand me that bag of floo powder in your hand?" She gave him the bag, laughing. Really, the whole ordeal was pretty funny. "Now, we shall walk over here, he placed an arm around her waist and lead her to the transfigured fireplace. "Put this stuff in, then walk on in, and then say 'Godric's Hollow'." Then, they were gone. Ron kicked the door, and it opened. They were gone, and Ron couldn't believe it. His best friend had whisked his little sister off to God knows where. "Who knows where that git took her?" Ron said, stepping out of the broom closet. "I just hope Ginny knows what she is getting herself into."
A/N: So, how was that? It is the first fluffy part without tears! Ya! Ginny is getting over being suicidal! So, I'll make a deal with you. I get up to fifty reviews, and all you alls will have your name down as a thank you in the last chapter! Also, I was thinking about doing a sequel, like, a year later, after Ginny is out of school. What do you think about that? Please review, and if you don't know how to that, I'll tell you how. In the left hand bottom corner of the page there is this little purple button that has the word 'Go' on it. Click on it and something amazing will happen. A little box will appear in the middle of your screen, and you can make the author (me) very happy, because this magical box will let you tell the author, (me), what you think about my story! Isn't that so neat! Once more a thank you to all those who have discovered that little purple button, and what it does, in other words, thank you to all those who have reviewed!
