CHAPTER 21
NEVER SAY NEVER
Sirius leant his head back against the worn fabric of the armchair he was currently sitting in. He felt old, older than he had felt in years. The war was approaching fast; he could feel the tension in the air, years of hatred and anger storming around the strong walls of Hogwarts, ready to attack at any minute. His arm hung limply in the sling, the wounds long ago healed but the memories never erased. He sighed deeply as he thought back on his years at Hogwarts, when he had been young and carefree.
He empathised with Harry; he knew what it was like to have a childhood cut short by worry and fear. But he had always managed to make the most of his short time with his friends. His years at Hogwarts had been the best years of his life.
He let his dark eyes travel over to the clock that hung precariously over the mantel piece, the polyjuice potion had worn off long ago, and he was glad to be in his skin, even if it was only until he had to leave the comfort of Destiny's room to walk back to his own. The whole school knew that they were together, well they knew that Destiny and Professor Hounding were together anyway, it was the same thing. But she still insisted on sleeping in separate rooms. He smiled as he thought of her, their time together at Hogwarts had been amazing, he never thought he would be as lucky to find someone like her, she was different, special. Now that they had been given a second chance he was determined not to waste it. This time they were going to be together forever, he was sure of it.
Footsteps resounded in the corridor outside the door, and his heart started beating faster, it was she, she was finally back from her classes. He recognised her quick footsteps and the clicking of her heels on the stone floor. The door handle turned and she entered the room, her long raven hair swept back into a messy bun and the sleeves of her robes pulled up to her elbows, she smiled when she saw Sirius sitting in the armchair in front of the empty fireplace, and shivered when she noticed the way he was looking at her, that much hadn't changed about him since Hogwarts, he still knew exactly how to look at her. It was as if he was seeing her for the first time every time he looked at her, drinking in every little detail about him.
"Hey you.'' She whispered as she closed the door and kicked off her shoes carelessly.
"Hey.'' He replied raggedly, taking in the way her robes were so loose yet touched her in all the right places. "Come here.'' She walked over to him slowly and settled down on his lap, content with feeling his strong arms wrap around her.
"What's wrong?'' Destiny asked him quietly, it wasn't like Sirius to be so quiet, he usually greeted her with a shower of kisses and dirty talk. "Are you ok?''
"Did I ever tell you how much I love you?'' He asked ignoring her question, he just needed to hold her close and know that she wasn't going anywhere. He'd lived long enough without her, and it had only just hit him just how close he had come to losing her again. If that spell had hit a few inches to the right he would be dead now.
"Only about ten times everyday.'' She answered smiling.
"Well I do, it's the truth. I love the way your hair shines in the sunlight and the way your eyes sparkle when you're excited. I love they way you talk and the way you walk. I love your nose, your eyes, and your mouth. I love the little noises you make when you sleep and your dirty laugh.'' Sirius said, burying his face into her shoulder, breathing in the scent of her.
She reached out gently and took his face in her hands and kissed his on the lips, soft and lingering. Pushing her hands back into his hair that hung loosely to his shoulders. "I love you, every single thing about you.'' She whispered, leaning in to kiss him again, this time feeling his hands snake up and down her back leaving a warm trail behind then. Destiny moaned as the kiss deepened and Sirius stood up, with her still cradled in his arms and carried her over to the bed where he laid her down softly never breaking their kiss.
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Harry sat in the cool darkness of his bedroom, it was passed midnight but he couldn't sleep, he had tossed and turned but to no effect he just couldn't get to sleep. He stared down at the blackness surrounding the whole castle and sighed. A soothing peace had settled over the castle as it did every night. A peace that would soon be broken by the first pupils waking, the loud chatter of pupils as they made they're way to their Herbology and Care of Magical creature's classes.
He looked down at the cool glassy stone in his hand it laid dull and cold on his palm. The heat and intensity of the night of the dream faded completely. He would have wondered if the dream had just been part of his hopeful imagination but he had the stone to prove it was real. Had Ginny had the same dream? Did she have her soul stone? Did she know that they were destined for each other? A thousand questions buzzed through Harry's brain, but he knew he'd never get the answers unless he asked her, but that would mean talking to her and even being close to her was too much for him to stand. He'd almost kissed her the last time he'd properly seen her, and he was supposed to be protecting her.
Hermione had given him endless lectures about how Ginny wasn't a child and she should be allowed to decide what's best for her, on her own, and not have him make that important decision for her. But he knew that Ginny would choose him, putting herself in immediate danger. He couldn't bear the thought of her getting hurt or losing her forever. At least this way she was safe even though Harry felt dead inside.
He took one last longing look at the soul stone before placing it safely in the drawer beside his bed, hoping that maybe someday when the war was over that they'd get another chance, a chance to be truly happy.
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Dumbledore sat at the oak desk in his circular office, half-heartedly listening to the whirring and spinning of all the silver instruments that were placed on several tables and shelves around the room. Their noise comforted him; it was something familiar in an ever-changing world. War was close he knew it everybody knew it. It would happen before the end of the year. He looked down at the letter he had almost finished writing, his quill lay abandoned beside the parchment. He needed to contact members of the order and call them to Hogwarts soon; he knew that's where Voldemort would attach next, the place he's waited years to finally claim.
The residents of Hogsmeade that had been evacuated also had stayed on in the huge castle, if they had a hope of defeating Voldemort once and for all he knew that they would need an army to rival his. Every trustworthy wizarding family would need to be contacted and asked to help the light force.
Albus Dumbledore was a peaceful man by nature and had hoped that it would all be over by now, but it wasn't and he was ready to fight and die with the people who had the courage to stand up for what is right, as he had done when he had defeated Grindelwald.
He lifted his wand up to his head and pulled away what looked like a wisp of his silvery hair and placed it into a bowl, filled with a substance that was neither, solid, liquid or gas. The substance started swirling and an image of Snape appeared briefly on the surface before it faded away completely, merging with the hundreds of other swirling thoughts and memories.
They had lost their main advantage in the war sometime ago and as a result had been unprepared for the attacks on the Ministry and on Hogsmeade, not including hundreds of other attacks on Muggle villages across Britain. Snape had been the one who told them what Voldemort was planning, but they had lost that advantage now and that left them vulnerable. But Dumbledore knew that the attack on Hogwarts was imminent. The wards would need to be strengthened further and not a single inch of Hogwarts was to be left unprotected. He picked up his quill and quickly reread the letter before him before finish it off with a flourish.
"I have a feeling we won't be waiting very long.''
Albus
He swiftly flicked his wand and copied the completed letter so that there were enough to send to every member of the order that hadn't already arrived at Hogwarts or lost their lives in the attacks. A dark brown owl settled on his desk importantly and ruffled its feathers and held its leg out steadily while Dumbledore attached the letters to its leg.
"You know who to deliver these to. The usual crowd. It's urgent.'' He said to the owl before stroking its feathers and watching it fly importantly out of the large window in his office. He sat down at his desk and sighed, all they could do now was wait.
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"Dumbledore fears that the attack will be soon.'' Remus said heavily to Tonks, who sat in a chair directly opposite to his. The dim lighting in his classroom casting flickering shadows on the dark walls. He rubbed the back of his neck, a habit that had been with him school whenever he was suffering from stress.
"How do you know?'' Tonks asked, her shoulder length brown hair, pulled back in a ponytail, swinging as she turned her head to face him. Concern and worry etched into her eyes.
"He's asked everyone from Hogsmeade to remain at the castle and all able bodied people to help fight. Every member of the order is now on their way to Hogwarts as well as all families willing to stand up and fight against Voldemort. He's gathering a small army, he's determined not to let the students fight.''
"How soon is he expecting this attack?'' Tonks asked, breathless, eyes bright with fear and the excitement of a new assignment.
"Soon, more wards have been erected around the castle and its grounds and every possible way in and out have been blocked. There's not an inch of the castle left vulnerable.'' Remus stated proudly, he had been part of the team that had worked tirelessly for the past few days constructing the wards. He started down at the fresh bandage that Tonks had carefully wrapped his arm in and sighed. He had been lucky, a picture of James and Lily flashed in his mind and he did the best to block it out and forget, but there was no forgetting.
"I'd better start offering more battle classes then, no matter what Dumbledore thinks the students will have to fight. There's no way around it, I know everyone would prefer if they didn't have to but they do. There are too many of them and too few of us. We'll need all the help we can get.'' Tonks said officially, her passion for her job clearly showing. "I'll need to talk to Kingsley and the acquire more weaponry and finish the handbooks and…''
Tonks let herself trail of when she noticed the way Remus was looking at her; he was smiling sadly and his eyes shone brightly. He grinned at her when she met his eyes and stopped pacing back and forth, reeling off things that needed to be done.
"What?'' She asked smiling at him, her eyes, now brown, sparkled.
"I love you, you know?'' Remus breathed.
"No I didn't know. Tell me again.'' Tonks said smiling shyly and sitting down next to Remus and placing her hand in his.
"I love you.'' Remus said again, his honesty shone in his eyes. All the feelings he felt for her flooded out from his collected form through his amber eyes. The passion, the love the emotion could all be seen just by looking into his eyes.
"I love you too Remus.'' Tonks whispered into his ear, placing a light kisses over his neck.
"If anything happens to me…'' Remus started, his head spinning from her soft lips against his skin.
"Nothings going to happen to you.'' Tonks said firmly, looking into his eyes. Promising that she wouldn't let anything happen to him. She'd never met a man like Remus before, never felt the way she felt now before.
"But if anything does, I just want you to know that I love you, I'll always love you. You're the best thing that's' ever happened to me.'' Remus said, his eyes stinging form suppressed tears as he looked down upon her beautiful face and wondered if he'd get to see that face in a year's time, if he'd still be around to hear her laughter and be shocked at her foul language.
"Shut up, nothings going to happen to you. I'll be there to save you.'' Tonks said laughing, trying to lighten the mood that was getting a lot too sombre for her liking. She knew that there was a possibility of losing him but she never wanted to face up to that. Not when she was truly happy for the first time in her life.
Remus looked at the woman and he loved and smiled, she was something else. With all the darkness in the world she was his light. He leant in and brushed his lips against hers softly. "Thank you Nymphadora.'' He whispered.
"I'm going to let that go.'' She replied coolly, "But only because I love you.'' She said kissing him in return, harder than before, her fears and doubts lost in the moment. This was the only moment she wanted to be in anyway. Just her and Remus and the soft tenderness of his lips on hers.
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The furious scratching on quill on parchment sounded throughout Ginny Weasley's room, it was nine o'clock Sunday night and the essay she had only just started was due in the very next morning. Professor McGonagall did not appreciate homework being handed in late, especially by one of the best students in the class.
Ginny lay on her bed, staring at the parchment in front of her, she had only written five inches and she needed three feet. Sitting at the desk in the corner of the room was her best friend Colin Creevy, he was also scribbling away madly, but his brow was furrowed and his eyes were almost shut, he had squeezed them together so tightly.
The textbooks that surrounded her held all the information that she needed to complete the essay and normally she would have no problem but tonight was different, she felt hot and flustered and Advanced Transfiguration was the last thing on her mind. Visions of the dream that she had had a few nights ago plagued her, the feel of Harry's lips on her skin again, the gentle touch of his hands, as though he were afraid he might break her. The sound of his voice, soft and tender. She shut her eyes and tried to imagine Harry next to her on the bed, he had always known just how to relax her and make her feel better. She smiled as she remembered he soft touch of his lips on her bare skin, on her collarbone, the feel of his hands caressing her breasts. His hands trailing down her sides and slipping over the top of her knickers, the indescribable pleasure that followed.
Ginny blushed as she realised what she had been thinking and shook her head trying to rid herself of the pictures that still haunted her.
Colin looked over at Ginny and saw to his amusement that she was bright red. He grinned to himself and set down his quill next to the eleven-inch essay he had written.
"What's the matter with you?'' He called over to Ginny, whose head snapped up quickly.
"Nothing.'' Ginny lied, blushing a deeper shade of crimson.
"Not having naughty thoughts about a certain Harry Potter are we?'' Colin teased, abandoning his essay completely and moving to sit on the bed with Ginny, this was more fun that Transfiguration.
"No, are you?'' Ginny retorted her eyes narrowed. Why did Colin always know what was going through her head?
"No I am not.'' Colin answered abruptly. "You know Antony Goldstein has been the centre of all my dirty fantasies for a few weeks now.'' He retorted cheekily. Ginny just shook her head.
"Why don't you just go for it Col?'' She asked curiously, "who cares what people say.''
"I care what they say. And in case you haven't noticed Antony is with Padma Patil now.'' Colin replied miserably.
"Well there are loads of great guys in Hogwarts. Just tell people Colin. No one will care. I didn't.'' Ginny urged.
"No Gin, and you can't tell anyone either. I don't want anyone to know I'm gay. Please keep it a secret.'' Colin begged.
"I have up until now Colin, you can trust me. We're best friend I'd never betray you like that.'' Ginny said honestly and openly, she had known about Colin, since he had first discovered that he was gay, she was the only person he trusted enough to tell. "Just promise me one thing?''
"What's that?'' Colin asked.
"Stay away from Harry.'' Ginny warned, only half jokingly.
"So you think you'd get back with him if he asked you? Even after what he did to you.''
"Never say never.'' Ginny replied as she thought once again of the dream. What if it was true, what if they were soul mates. She'd just have to see if they were meant to be together, even though it would be so hard to forgive Harry, he'd practically ripped her heart out when he finished with her, and that pain wasn't going away easily, it was going to be hard to forget the feeling of betrayal and humiliation.
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(A.N. Thanks you guys for all your great reviews I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Sorry that theres no Ron Hermione fluff, I know alot of people asked for it all I can say is wait til the next chapter ;-) Please review and I'll try to get the next chapter up as soon as I can.
p.s Check out the trailer for POA on harrypotter.com. Its amazing, but Sirius doesn't look too hot. Oh well.
NEVER SAY NEVER
Sirius leant his head back against the worn fabric of the armchair he was currently sitting in. He felt old, older than he had felt in years. The war was approaching fast; he could feel the tension in the air, years of hatred and anger storming around the strong walls of Hogwarts, ready to attack at any minute. His arm hung limply in the sling, the wounds long ago healed but the memories never erased. He sighed deeply as he thought back on his years at Hogwarts, when he had been young and carefree.
He empathised with Harry; he knew what it was like to have a childhood cut short by worry and fear. But he had always managed to make the most of his short time with his friends. His years at Hogwarts had been the best years of his life.
He let his dark eyes travel over to the clock that hung precariously over the mantel piece, the polyjuice potion had worn off long ago, and he was glad to be in his skin, even if it was only until he had to leave the comfort of Destiny's room to walk back to his own. The whole school knew that they were together, well they knew that Destiny and Professor Hounding were together anyway, it was the same thing. But she still insisted on sleeping in separate rooms. He smiled as he thought of her, their time together at Hogwarts had been amazing, he never thought he would be as lucky to find someone like her, she was different, special. Now that they had been given a second chance he was determined not to waste it. This time they were going to be together forever, he was sure of it.
Footsteps resounded in the corridor outside the door, and his heart started beating faster, it was she, she was finally back from her classes. He recognised her quick footsteps and the clicking of her heels on the stone floor. The door handle turned and she entered the room, her long raven hair swept back into a messy bun and the sleeves of her robes pulled up to her elbows, she smiled when she saw Sirius sitting in the armchair in front of the empty fireplace, and shivered when she noticed the way he was looking at her, that much hadn't changed about him since Hogwarts, he still knew exactly how to look at her. It was as if he was seeing her for the first time every time he looked at her, drinking in every little detail about him.
"Hey you.'' She whispered as she closed the door and kicked off her shoes carelessly.
"Hey.'' He replied raggedly, taking in the way her robes were so loose yet touched her in all the right places. "Come here.'' She walked over to him slowly and settled down on his lap, content with feeling his strong arms wrap around her.
"What's wrong?'' Destiny asked him quietly, it wasn't like Sirius to be so quiet, he usually greeted her with a shower of kisses and dirty talk. "Are you ok?''
"Did I ever tell you how much I love you?'' He asked ignoring her question, he just needed to hold her close and know that she wasn't going anywhere. He'd lived long enough without her, and it had only just hit him just how close he had come to losing her again. If that spell had hit a few inches to the right he would be dead now.
"Only about ten times everyday.'' She answered smiling.
"Well I do, it's the truth. I love the way your hair shines in the sunlight and the way your eyes sparkle when you're excited. I love they way you talk and the way you walk. I love your nose, your eyes, and your mouth. I love the little noises you make when you sleep and your dirty laugh.'' Sirius said, burying his face into her shoulder, breathing in the scent of her.
She reached out gently and took his face in her hands and kissed his on the lips, soft and lingering. Pushing her hands back into his hair that hung loosely to his shoulders. "I love you, every single thing about you.'' She whispered, leaning in to kiss him again, this time feeling his hands snake up and down her back leaving a warm trail behind then. Destiny moaned as the kiss deepened and Sirius stood up, with her still cradled in his arms and carried her over to the bed where he laid her down softly never breaking their kiss.
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Harry sat in the cool darkness of his bedroom, it was passed midnight but he couldn't sleep, he had tossed and turned but to no effect he just couldn't get to sleep. He stared down at the blackness surrounding the whole castle and sighed. A soothing peace had settled over the castle as it did every night. A peace that would soon be broken by the first pupils waking, the loud chatter of pupils as they made they're way to their Herbology and Care of Magical creature's classes.
He looked down at the cool glassy stone in his hand it laid dull and cold on his palm. The heat and intensity of the night of the dream faded completely. He would have wondered if the dream had just been part of his hopeful imagination but he had the stone to prove it was real. Had Ginny had the same dream? Did she have her soul stone? Did she know that they were destined for each other? A thousand questions buzzed through Harry's brain, but he knew he'd never get the answers unless he asked her, but that would mean talking to her and even being close to her was too much for him to stand. He'd almost kissed her the last time he'd properly seen her, and he was supposed to be protecting her.
Hermione had given him endless lectures about how Ginny wasn't a child and she should be allowed to decide what's best for her, on her own, and not have him make that important decision for her. But he knew that Ginny would choose him, putting herself in immediate danger. He couldn't bear the thought of her getting hurt or losing her forever. At least this way she was safe even though Harry felt dead inside.
He took one last longing look at the soul stone before placing it safely in the drawer beside his bed, hoping that maybe someday when the war was over that they'd get another chance, a chance to be truly happy.
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Dumbledore sat at the oak desk in his circular office, half-heartedly listening to the whirring and spinning of all the silver instruments that were placed on several tables and shelves around the room. Their noise comforted him; it was something familiar in an ever-changing world. War was close he knew it everybody knew it. It would happen before the end of the year. He looked down at the letter he had almost finished writing, his quill lay abandoned beside the parchment. He needed to contact members of the order and call them to Hogwarts soon; he knew that's where Voldemort would attach next, the place he's waited years to finally claim.
The residents of Hogsmeade that had been evacuated also had stayed on in the huge castle, if they had a hope of defeating Voldemort once and for all he knew that they would need an army to rival his. Every trustworthy wizarding family would need to be contacted and asked to help the light force.
Albus Dumbledore was a peaceful man by nature and had hoped that it would all be over by now, but it wasn't and he was ready to fight and die with the people who had the courage to stand up for what is right, as he had done when he had defeated Grindelwald.
He lifted his wand up to his head and pulled away what looked like a wisp of his silvery hair and placed it into a bowl, filled with a substance that was neither, solid, liquid or gas. The substance started swirling and an image of Snape appeared briefly on the surface before it faded away completely, merging with the hundreds of other swirling thoughts and memories.
They had lost their main advantage in the war sometime ago and as a result had been unprepared for the attacks on the Ministry and on Hogsmeade, not including hundreds of other attacks on Muggle villages across Britain. Snape had been the one who told them what Voldemort was planning, but they had lost that advantage now and that left them vulnerable. But Dumbledore knew that the attack on Hogwarts was imminent. The wards would need to be strengthened further and not a single inch of Hogwarts was to be left unprotected. He picked up his quill and quickly reread the letter before him before finish it off with a flourish.
"I have a feeling we won't be waiting very long.''
Albus
He swiftly flicked his wand and copied the completed letter so that there were enough to send to every member of the order that hadn't already arrived at Hogwarts or lost their lives in the attacks. A dark brown owl settled on his desk importantly and ruffled its feathers and held its leg out steadily while Dumbledore attached the letters to its leg.
"You know who to deliver these to. The usual crowd. It's urgent.'' He said to the owl before stroking its feathers and watching it fly importantly out of the large window in his office. He sat down at his desk and sighed, all they could do now was wait.
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"Dumbledore fears that the attack will be soon.'' Remus said heavily to Tonks, who sat in a chair directly opposite to his. The dim lighting in his classroom casting flickering shadows on the dark walls. He rubbed the back of his neck, a habit that had been with him school whenever he was suffering from stress.
"How do you know?'' Tonks asked, her shoulder length brown hair, pulled back in a ponytail, swinging as she turned her head to face him. Concern and worry etched into her eyes.
"He's asked everyone from Hogsmeade to remain at the castle and all able bodied people to help fight. Every member of the order is now on their way to Hogwarts as well as all families willing to stand up and fight against Voldemort. He's gathering a small army, he's determined not to let the students fight.''
"How soon is he expecting this attack?'' Tonks asked, breathless, eyes bright with fear and the excitement of a new assignment.
"Soon, more wards have been erected around the castle and its grounds and every possible way in and out have been blocked. There's not an inch of the castle left vulnerable.'' Remus stated proudly, he had been part of the team that had worked tirelessly for the past few days constructing the wards. He started down at the fresh bandage that Tonks had carefully wrapped his arm in and sighed. He had been lucky, a picture of James and Lily flashed in his mind and he did the best to block it out and forget, but there was no forgetting.
"I'd better start offering more battle classes then, no matter what Dumbledore thinks the students will have to fight. There's no way around it, I know everyone would prefer if they didn't have to but they do. There are too many of them and too few of us. We'll need all the help we can get.'' Tonks said officially, her passion for her job clearly showing. "I'll need to talk to Kingsley and the acquire more weaponry and finish the handbooks and…''
Tonks let herself trail of when she noticed the way Remus was looking at her; he was smiling sadly and his eyes shone brightly. He grinned at her when she met his eyes and stopped pacing back and forth, reeling off things that needed to be done.
"What?'' She asked smiling at him, her eyes, now brown, sparkled.
"I love you, you know?'' Remus breathed.
"No I didn't know. Tell me again.'' Tonks said smiling shyly and sitting down next to Remus and placing her hand in his.
"I love you.'' Remus said again, his honesty shone in his eyes. All the feelings he felt for her flooded out from his collected form through his amber eyes. The passion, the love the emotion could all be seen just by looking into his eyes.
"I love you too Remus.'' Tonks whispered into his ear, placing a light kisses over his neck.
"If anything happens to me…'' Remus started, his head spinning from her soft lips against his skin.
"Nothings going to happen to you.'' Tonks said firmly, looking into his eyes. Promising that she wouldn't let anything happen to him. She'd never met a man like Remus before, never felt the way she felt now before.
"But if anything does, I just want you to know that I love you, I'll always love you. You're the best thing that's' ever happened to me.'' Remus said, his eyes stinging form suppressed tears as he looked down upon her beautiful face and wondered if he'd get to see that face in a year's time, if he'd still be around to hear her laughter and be shocked at her foul language.
"Shut up, nothings going to happen to you. I'll be there to save you.'' Tonks said laughing, trying to lighten the mood that was getting a lot too sombre for her liking. She knew that there was a possibility of losing him but she never wanted to face up to that. Not when she was truly happy for the first time in her life.
Remus looked at the woman and he loved and smiled, she was something else. With all the darkness in the world she was his light. He leant in and brushed his lips against hers softly. "Thank you Nymphadora.'' He whispered.
"I'm going to let that go.'' She replied coolly, "But only because I love you.'' She said kissing him in return, harder than before, her fears and doubts lost in the moment. This was the only moment she wanted to be in anyway. Just her and Remus and the soft tenderness of his lips on hers.
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The furious scratching on quill on parchment sounded throughout Ginny Weasley's room, it was nine o'clock Sunday night and the essay she had only just started was due in the very next morning. Professor McGonagall did not appreciate homework being handed in late, especially by one of the best students in the class.
Ginny lay on her bed, staring at the parchment in front of her, she had only written five inches and she needed three feet. Sitting at the desk in the corner of the room was her best friend Colin Creevy, he was also scribbling away madly, but his brow was furrowed and his eyes were almost shut, he had squeezed them together so tightly.
The textbooks that surrounded her held all the information that she needed to complete the essay and normally she would have no problem but tonight was different, she felt hot and flustered and Advanced Transfiguration was the last thing on her mind. Visions of the dream that she had had a few nights ago plagued her, the feel of Harry's lips on her skin again, the gentle touch of his hands, as though he were afraid he might break her. The sound of his voice, soft and tender. She shut her eyes and tried to imagine Harry next to her on the bed, he had always known just how to relax her and make her feel better. She smiled as she remembered he soft touch of his lips on her bare skin, on her collarbone, the feel of his hands caressing her breasts. His hands trailing down her sides and slipping over the top of her knickers, the indescribable pleasure that followed.
Ginny blushed as she realised what she had been thinking and shook her head trying to rid herself of the pictures that still haunted her.
Colin looked over at Ginny and saw to his amusement that she was bright red. He grinned to himself and set down his quill next to the eleven-inch essay he had written.
"What's the matter with you?'' He called over to Ginny, whose head snapped up quickly.
"Nothing.'' Ginny lied, blushing a deeper shade of crimson.
"Not having naughty thoughts about a certain Harry Potter are we?'' Colin teased, abandoning his essay completely and moving to sit on the bed with Ginny, this was more fun that Transfiguration.
"No, are you?'' Ginny retorted her eyes narrowed. Why did Colin always know what was going through her head?
"No I am not.'' Colin answered abruptly. "You know Antony Goldstein has been the centre of all my dirty fantasies for a few weeks now.'' He retorted cheekily. Ginny just shook her head.
"Why don't you just go for it Col?'' She asked curiously, "who cares what people say.''
"I care what they say. And in case you haven't noticed Antony is with Padma Patil now.'' Colin replied miserably.
"Well there are loads of great guys in Hogwarts. Just tell people Colin. No one will care. I didn't.'' Ginny urged.
"No Gin, and you can't tell anyone either. I don't want anyone to know I'm gay. Please keep it a secret.'' Colin begged.
"I have up until now Colin, you can trust me. We're best friend I'd never betray you like that.'' Ginny said honestly and openly, she had known about Colin, since he had first discovered that he was gay, she was the only person he trusted enough to tell. "Just promise me one thing?''
"What's that?'' Colin asked.
"Stay away from Harry.'' Ginny warned, only half jokingly.
"So you think you'd get back with him if he asked you? Even after what he did to you.''
"Never say never.'' Ginny replied as she thought once again of the dream. What if it was true, what if they were soul mates. She'd just have to see if they were meant to be together, even though it would be so hard to forgive Harry, he'd practically ripped her heart out when he finished with her, and that pain wasn't going away easily, it was going to be hard to forget the feeling of betrayal and humiliation.
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(A.N. Thanks you guys for all your great reviews I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Sorry that theres no Ron Hermione fluff, I know alot of people asked for it all I can say is wait til the next chapter ;-) Please review and I'll try to get the next chapter up as soon as I can.
p.s Check out the trailer for POA on harrypotter.com. Its amazing, but Sirius doesn't look too hot. Oh well.