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Chapter 9- Drignosis
Harry sat, staring absent-mindedly out of the living room window, his
untidy black hair messily hanging over his face. He had been up for
the past several hours. It was around two in the morning. He should be
tired, but he was not. He just was not tired, although he has not
slept for more than an hour for the past four days. Every time he
closed his eyes, he remembered Ginny's hateful glare as she left for
her date with Malfoy. He cringed as he thought about her being happy
with him. He had not been back to the burrow since his fainting
episode, although Mrs. Weasley sent him many owls asking him back. He
just could not face Ginny. Besides, Ron was still looking for a spell
to help him with his decision. He was supposed to send him an owl the
moment he found the simplest trace of help. No owl yet. He slowly got
up from the chair he was currently sitting in, and wandered up the
creaking stairs. He thought a moment about going into his bedroom to
lie awake with his sleeping wife, but changed his mind and headed in
the opposite direction. He quietly opened the door to his daughter's
room and crept inside. He glanced around at the pale pink walls, and
the old cartoon posters. He loved his daughter so much. He remembered
the week he spent decorating this room. He handled every aspect with
complete concentration. He took his time making it perfect for her. He
sat down in a small chair next to her bed and looked down at his
sleeping angel. He reached his hand down and brushed the small piece
of hair out of her motionless face. He lay back in the chair, never
moving his gaze from the sleeping child. He rested his head on the
back of the chair and fell into a light soothing sleep. Harry jolted awake, and jerked his head towards the window. The morning sunshine shone brightly through the closed window. "A bright new day", he muttered to himself. A small tawny owl peered into the room with its large yellow eyes. Harry blinked several times in confusion. Figuring that it wasn't his sleepy minds imagination, he moved towards the window. After opening the window, he paused a moment to the mornings fresh air greet him briskly. He untied the letter and shooed the bird away from the window sill. He fumbled with his fingers until the tightly sealed letter fell open in his lap. He had barely begun to read the first words when Ginny, shortly followed by her mother, ran screaming into the room. Harry quickly stuffed the letter into his shirt. He forced a fake smile, and tried to convince them that nothing was out of the ordinary. "Hullo." Harry said shakily, faking a yawn. Crystal smiled and nodded towards Ginny. "She," she muttered breathing heavily, "won't get dressed for me. She wants her daddy to do it." She finished with a smile. Harry grinned. "I'll get her dressed. You go down and fix some breakfast. She will be ready to leave when you are." Harry gestured reassuringly. Crystal nodded quick thanks in Harry's direction and was on her way to the kitchen. Soon after that, the sweet aroma of breakfast made its way up to Harry's nostrils. He quickly dressed Ginny, and hurried down the stairs, Ginny In his arms. "Breakfast is on the table." Crystal stated as she picked up Ginny and kissed her husband on the cheek. Grateful that he would be able to read the letter as soon as they left, he walked them out to the car. After saying their goodbyes, Harry rushed into the house. He grabbed a piece of toast and some bacon, and wandered into the living room. Scarfing down his breakfast, he began to read the letter.
Dear Harry,
Ron still hasn't found anything, so in light of not hurting his ego, I did not tell him that I have. Harry stopped reading for a moment, as relief spread over his face. He was actually going to be receiving a straight answer. He shook these thoughts from his mind and continued reading.
This potion will allow you to play out the consequences of both actions. As soon as you decide whether or not yo want to do this, get here as soon as possible. Love from,
Hermione p.s. I am still at the burrow.
Harry sat there contemplating his options for a long while.
He could either stay here and become a miserable insomniac, or he could go to the burrow, face Ginny, and know what his future will hold.
He nodded his head. He had made his decision. Today he was off to the burrow to find drignosis.
Author note----- Yay!!! Another chapter down.... I really hop you like this one, even though it was just a filler chapter. I have some interesting things planned for the next couple of chapters though!! As always I appreciate the reviews so much!! Please read... and press the little button and make my day!!
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Chapter 9- Drignosis
Harry sat, staring absent-mindedly out of the living room window, his
untidy black hair messily hanging over his face. He had been up for
the past several hours. It was around two in the morning. He should be
tired, but he was not. He just was not tired, although he has not
slept for more than an hour for the past four days. Every time he
closed his eyes, he remembered Ginny's hateful glare as she left for
her date with Malfoy. He cringed as he thought about her being happy
with him. He had not been back to the burrow since his fainting
episode, although Mrs. Weasley sent him many owls asking him back. He
just could not face Ginny. Besides, Ron was still looking for a spell
to help him with his decision. He was supposed to send him an owl the
moment he found the simplest trace of help. No owl yet. He slowly got
up from the chair he was currently sitting in, and wandered up the
creaking stairs. He thought a moment about going into his bedroom to
lie awake with his sleeping wife, but changed his mind and headed in
the opposite direction. He quietly opened the door to his daughter's
room and crept inside. He glanced around at the pale pink walls, and
the old cartoon posters. He loved his daughter so much. He remembered
the week he spent decorating this room. He handled every aspect with
complete concentration. He took his time making it perfect for her. He
sat down in a small chair next to her bed and looked down at his
sleeping angel. He reached his hand down and brushed the small piece
of hair out of her motionless face. He lay back in the chair, never
moving his gaze from the sleeping child. He rested his head on the
back of the chair and fell into a light soothing sleep. Harry jolted awake, and jerked his head towards the window. The morning sunshine shone brightly through the closed window. "A bright new day", he muttered to himself. A small tawny owl peered into the room with its large yellow eyes. Harry blinked several times in confusion. Figuring that it wasn't his sleepy minds imagination, he moved towards the window. After opening the window, he paused a moment to the mornings fresh air greet him briskly. He untied the letter and shooed the bird away from the window sill. He fumbled with his fingers until the tightly sealed letter fell open in his lap. He had barely begun to read the first words when Ginny, shortly followed by her mother, ran screaming into the room. Harry quickly stuffed the letter into his shirt. He forced a fake smile, and tried to convince them that nothing was out of the ordinary. "Hullo." Harry said shakily, faking a yawn. Crystal smiled and nodded towards Ginny. "She," she muttered breathing heavily, "won't get dressed for me. She wants her daddy to do it." She finished with a smile. Harry grinned. "I'll get her dressed. You go down and fix some breakfast. She will be ready to leave when you are." Harry gestured reassuringly. Crystal nodded quick thanks in Harry's direction and was on her way to the kitchen. Soon after that, the sweet aroma of breakfast made its way up to Harry's nostrils. He quickly dressed Ginny, and hurried down the stairs, Ginny In his arms. "Breakfast is on the table." Crystal stated as she picked up Ginny and kissed her husband on the cheek. Grateful that he would be able to read the letter as soon as they left, he walked them out to the car. After saying their goodbyes, Harry rushed into the house. He grabbed a piece of toast and some bacon, and wandered into the living room. Scarfing down his breakfast, he began to read the letter.
Dear Harry,
Ron still hasn't found anything, so in light of not hurting his ego, I did not tell him that I have. Harry stopped reading for a moment, as relief spread over his face. He was actually going to be receiving a straight answer. He shook these thoughts from his mind and continued reading.
This potion will allow you to play out the consequences of both actions. As soon as you decide whether or not yo want to do this, get here as soon as possible. Love from,
Hermione p.s. I am still at the burrow.
Harry sat there contemplating his options for a long while.
He could either stay here and become a miserable insomniac, or he could go to the burrow, face Ginny, and know what his future will hold.
He nodded his head. He had made his decision. Today he was off to the burrow to find drignosis.
Author note----- Yay!!! Another chapter down.... I really hop you like this one, even though it was just a filler chapter. I have some interesting things planned for the next couple of chapters though!! As always I appreciate the reviews so much!! Please read... and press the little button and make my day!!
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