Ch 18 – Let the Rain Fall Down
[a/n wow chapter 18! Are you all proud? Yes, Neville was a bit OOC but he adores Ginny and doesn't think he's doing anything wrong. Plus, he may not be the little 5th year you guys remember. . . He's in 7th year now. By the way if anyone knows some good H/G fics – could you tell me them in your reviews?? By the way I think this is my longest chapter yet.
I think I like doing chapter dedications so don't be alarmed when your name may suddenly appear – and while we're on the subject of dedications. . .
This chapter is dedicated "luvhp224" because she sent me a 435 word review! And also because she was brave enough to die her short hair red.
But thanks all the rest of you for the reviews, because without every single one of you I would never have gotten this far with this fic. So just remember that when you can't be bothered to review, it's the only thing that keeps me going. =D Will you hurt me if I say I have one more thing to say? I'M THINK I'M GOING TO HAVE A SEQUEL TO THIS!! ARE YOU GUYS EXCITED… IT WILL PROBABLY BE MORE ANGSTY THAN THIS ONE THOUGH… BUT OF COURSE H/G THOUGH NOT STRAIGHT AWAY!]
Oh and sorry people – no H/G just quite yet. . . Please don't hurt me ok? I promise next chapter!
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Let the rain fall down
And wake my dreams
Let it wash away
My sanity
'Cause I wanna feel the thunder
I wanna scream
Let the rain fall down
I'm coming clean, I'm coming clean
Hilary Duff – Come Clean
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"Funny," said Ron, grinning at Ginny and at the back of a disappearing Harry.
"Ron…" Hermione said uncertainly, who had noticed the very serious look on Harry's face and the pity-filled one of Ginny.
"Harry, you can come back now! I'm not that gullible!" Ron shouted.
"Ron." Hermione repeated.
"Honestly Harry, I can't believe you, even when Gin's lost her memory you still manage to try and trick me!" Ron said, still amused but puzzled why Harry wasn't coming back.
"Ron!" Hermione almost shouted.
"Sh Mione!" Ron shouted back. "Harry! Get over it ok? I don't fall for jokes anymore so get back here!" Ron yelled, not even slightly amused anymore.
"RON!"
"WHAT HERMIONE?" Ron shouted just as loudly, only to be admonished by a very angry looking Madam Pomphrey.
"You may not be that gullible but you are that thick!" Hermione whispered furiously.
"Me? What did I do this time?" Ron yelled.
"Would you two be quiet?" Madam Pomphrey said as she rushed in and glared at them both, hands on her hips.
"Sorry," they muttered.
"Ron, are you really that stupid?" Hermione whispered.
"If you stopped asking me that and told me what I was stupid about in the first place then maybe I could answer!" Ron whispered, though his voice was slowly rising again.
"Neville! Ginny!" Hermione was speaking in normal tones again. "Harry was telling the truth Ron!"
It took a while for this to register to Ron; he just looked at her in a puzzled sort of way. But when it finally dawned on him his facial expression changed drastically.
"WHAT?" he shouted, his chair toppling backwards as he leapt up.
"Ron, don't-" Hermione said anxiously.
"WHERE IS HE?" he shouted, not caring that Madam Pomphrey was now shouting just as loud as him as she tried to push him out the door.
"Ron! Calm down!" Hermione said.
"No! Don't tell me to be calm!" he shouted to her before whipping around to face a very petrified looking Ginny. "Where. . . is. . .he?" he said slowly and menacingly.
"Neville?" Ginny asked, shrinking back as Ron turned even more purple at the name.
"Yes. Him" Ron said as Ginny gulped involuntarily. Ginny didn't answer, just sent a pleading look at Hermione who seemed to debate whether on saving her or not from her murderous brother. Hermione sighed, she really did look terrified.
"Ron, it's not Ginny's fault Neville lied to her," Hermione said wearily, getting up to try and calm him down.
"It's her fault she believed him! Tell me where he is!" he said to Hermione before turning to his sister.
"Shouldn't you be more worried about Harry?" Hermione said tactfully. She was as upset and confused just as much as Ron, but he really didn't need to overreact this much.
Okay. . . so maybe he did.
"Neville didn't lie to me!" Ginny shouted adamantly, glaring at Ron. "Of course you wouldn't know about it! And this is exactly why too!" she added.
Ron paused for a second, taking in this information.
"Ginny trust me, you would have never gone out with Neville Longbottom!" with that Ron turned on his heel and strode off, muttering and cursing under his breath to where he assumed Neville would be. The Great Hall.
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"Ginny," Hermione said carefully as she watched a very angry Ron storm out of the room. "Do you really think you're doing the right thing here?"
"Not you too Hilda!" Ginny protested, tears in her eyes now. "Why can't people see that we're in love?"
"Well, it's really not a position you're in at the moment is it? You're not actually in love are you?"
"Well. . . nooo. But-" Ginny said.
"Because you just think that you will be in love when you get your memory back?" Hermione cut in. "And it's Hermione by the way."
"Of course." Ginny said confidently, smiling at the card Neville had gotten her.
"So what happens if it turned out he actually was lying and you had already turned down Harry?" Hermione asked her gently.
"Well that's not a problem because it never will be," Ginny said as she tore her eyes away from the card to look back at a sad-looking Hermione. She did feel bad by making these people upset, but they had no right to interfere with her life like this. If she loved someone that they didn't want her to, so be it.
"Ginny can I tell you something?" Hermione asked, moving closer to her and sighing.
"I suppose so," was the slightly cool reply.
"Okay, well this is the truth alright? You can choose who to believe – Neville or us." Hermione took a breath and looked at the ceiling.
"You basically worshipped Harry from the moment you first set eyes on him. That was before you were going to this school and Harry was only eleven. It was when he had to get to the Hogwarts Express through the hidden door-" Hermione stopped abruptly; she hadn't meant to let that slip out.
"The what door?" Ginny asked in surprise.
"Oh uh, nothing. You wouldn't remember, don't worry." Hermione said quickly before continuing. "See Harry was, well is, kind of a hero and I suppose that was why you worshipped him in the first place and-"
"Hero for what?" Ginny asked.
"Uh, well er. . . for um being in a play when he was little about killing vampires?" Hermione said nervously.
Ginny raised her eyebrows and said "So that's why you were all wearing those cloaks the first day you saw me! You were re-enacting his play!" she smiled and nodded as if this made perfect sense.
"Uh yes? Of course, yes. You're right. We were doing his play from all those years ago for a school. . . thing." Hermione smiled brightly.
"How funny. I wonder why it was so famous. What is it about?" Ginny asked, seeming to like this idea.
"Well er, Harry is a baby. . . who is um. . . turned into a vampire!" Hermione almost yelled, struck at her own brilliance. "But that's not the point, the point is that even after you started school here you had a major crush on him. You would send him Valentines and everything like that, but he never really noticed you."
"Why not?"
"Well because you were really shy and introverted with no friends really. You see, it was only a little while ago that you decided to come out of your shell. I think it was Ron that really triggered you to stand up, he was kind of always picking on you. So you went to Hogs- a place, where you got a makeover and stuff for people to start noticing and treating you better. And despite all of his ignorance towards you, you still liked Harry."
Ginny looked a little disbelieving here and raised an eyebrow. "Still?"
"Yes, still. So Gin, people started noticing you and so did Harry and you both started getting along great-"
"Hold on, Harry only noticed me after my makeover? That's a bit shallow isn't it?" Ginny asked.
"Well Harry can be just as thick as Ron sometimes, blind as well." Hermione said nervously, seeing a hurt look on Ginny's face.
"Hmmm. . ." was Ginny's answer.
"But slowly, Harry started talking to you more and more, you could see it in his eyes that he really respected and liked you. Once you entered a room he couldn't seem to take his eyes off you. But you were completely oblivious to this because you still thought he didn't like you in that way. Harry isn't very brave with the girls and I think it took a lot of courage sometimes to give those hints that he liked you. You of course, adored him still but wouldn't go further with him. I think you were afraid of being let down or hurt."
"And was I?" Ginny asked.
"You never got the chance Gin. Because the one time he finally came out with his feeling, you were the one who hurt him."
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Ron swung open the great hall doors with a bang and people looked up in surprise. When they saw his expression they all took a few involuntary shuffles backwards in their seats.
Ron scanned his eyes along the Gryffindor table, roving along until they came across his unsuspecting prey.
Neville.
"LONGBOTTOM!" he roared and started walking slowly and deliberately towards him. Neville looked up with a questioning face, not seeming to notice then anger in Ron's tone. But when he saw his face, he knew exactly why Ron was here.
Neville squeaked and dropped his spoon as he hurriedly began getting up and backing away from Ron, when he realized he could go backwards no more he did the only thing he could do.
He ran for his life.
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Harry sat in one of the Quidditch pitch seats, his head in his hands as he stared gloomily down at the ground. Hurt, angry and confused thought were running through his head as he kicked the seat in front of him bitterly.
What the hell had Neville told her? Why on earth had he even told her?
It was way to confusing and he was still too embarrassed to go back to the castle at the moment. He had to have a little "chat" with Ginny. He didn't know what he had told her to make her believe they were in love but he was going to find out at least.
But why would Neville tell that to Ginny in the first place? It's not like he was in love with her or anything. . .
Or maybe that was it.
He was.
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Ginny stared at the ceiling, deep in thought. Hermione had left a little while ago. She had looked at Ginny from the door with an unreadable expression on her face. Ginny still hadn't figured out what the look had meant, of course she was to busy deciding who she believed.
What Hermione had said had sounded fully believable and true. Harry did seem to like her quite a bit, and if Hermione was telling the truth she had hurt him badly. But it really wasn't her fault she had lost her memory, so it wasn't really her fault that she had been a bit unfair to Harry. Besides, Hermione's story seemed a little too unbelievable. How could someone be famous for being in a play about vampires? It was a little odd, but since she didn't remember she couldn't really judge it.
But when Neville had looked at her that night and told her they were in love, she had to believe him. The look in his eyes told her the truth, he did love her.
Little did she know he was partly telling the truth, because he did love her. She just didn't love him. But she didn't know that and only focused on the look in his eyes when he looked at her and she knew that she believed him and not Hermione. They were going out in secret so how could anyone know for that matter?
Ginny closed her eyes, satisfied that she had come to a decision. Neville loved her and she. . . would love him soon.
She tried to ignore that nagging feeling in the back of her mind that she was missing something as she drifted off to sleep.
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Neville barged by a stunned Ron and burst through the hall doors. Ron stood for a second before turning around and running after him.
"Where do you think you're going?" he yelled out to a terrified looking Neville who was still running blindly anywhere that would allow him to keep going.
They ran through deserted halls, classrooms, random rooms that they didn't even know existed and many staircases while amused painting looked on, laughing to their neighbors at the boys who had been running around the castle for twenty minutes. Ron had given up on hexing Neville, he was better at dodging and running than he thought. So now all the portraits were following them along their mad cop and robber chase, jostling angry people in other paintings to get by them.
Ron was really starting to get tired, and was missing a few things he should have known to watch out for, for example the trick stair. They also had to watch out for wickedly grinning Peeves, who had caught Neville and dumped a waste-paper basket on his head. Ron had almost caught up to him then but Neville had got up in time and taken of again.
"If you. . . were telling the. . . truth. . . Longbottom, then you have. . . nothing to run from! Unless of. . . course you. . . were lying!" Ron puffed. Neville took no notice and kept running until he reached the next staircase. Unfortunately he seemed to lose it then and stacked it all the way down where he landed on his bum, panting nonstop and not seeming to care that Ron was advancing on him.
Ron let out a war cry as descended ungracefully down the stairs, eyes narrowing as he took in the pitiful form of Neville crouched at the bottom of the stairs while massaging his ankle.
"So. . ." Ron said. "So. . ." If looks could kill, Neville would be hung, drawn and quartered in a second because of the way Ron was looking down at him.
"Er, Y-yes Ron? Is there something you n-need?" Neville trembled, choosing not to look at Ron's glare of death.
"Oh yes," Ron said pleasantly. Neville looked at him hopefully thinking maybe there had been a mistake. "Just the tiny little thing you call your head."
Neville gulped.
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"Why, why, why?" Harry said to himself. He hadn't moved from this spot since he had gotten there over and hour ago. Besides, no one had tried to find him which meant they obviously didn't miss him.
"Because you were too late," said a soft, familiar voice.
Harry turned and saw a sad-looking Hermione working her way towards him over the seats. She pushed her hair out of her face and sat down beside him, putting her feet up and staring at nothing in particular.
"You were to late Harry, I suppose it's not entirely you're fault but you should have done it sooner."
"But-"
"No Harry, you shouldn't have waited that long. You should have done it long before Ginny lost her memory. And don't tell me you didn't like her then because you did, you could never take her eyes of her and every time you were with her you got this huge silly grin on your face." Hermione said, silencing him with her hand up.
"Herm-"
"Harry. . ."
"I know," Harry said defeatedly. Hermione was right; he shouldn't have made his move that late.
"But Hermione why would Neville do something like this? I mean, this is Neville we're talking about!" He waved his hands around in the air, trying to prove his point.
"I suspect he loves her," Hermione said thoughtfully.
Harry snorted, "Please, he's barely talked to her recently."
"That doesn't mean he can't love her. I mean how long has Ginny loved you? And this is even when you would barely talk to her."
"L-loved me?" Harry stuttered, not able to believe, no hope that this was true.
"Of course Harry, you can be as bad as Ron you know." Hermione said, hiding a smile. She really wasn't that worried about what Neville had done as Ron and Harry. Neville would get his just rewards from Ginny when she gained back her memory. As a matter of fact, she almost felt a bit sorry for Neville. But he had honestly been a bit stupid – how could he forget that Ginny would get her memory back?
"Do you. . . do you think that she'll have a different answer when she gets her memory back?" he asked doubtfully.
"Oh Harry, I know she will."
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Neville was holding over a broken and bloody nose, facing a murderous looking Ron who looked more than ready to repeat the favor.
"Why the hell did you tell that to my sister?" Ron yelled at him.
Neville cowered but didn't look away; no matter what Ron did he would still have Ginny.
"Yes?" Ron asked, coming closer.
Neville looked up, his expression changing. He now looked like he had won something, a battle that only he could win, even in a twisted way.
"Because. . ." he said softly, giving Ron look for look. "We're in love and nothing you can do will change that." And with that he walked of, with the air of satisfaction, even with his bruised and bloody face and sore ankle.
Ron didn't say anything; there were no words that could come out of his mouth. You could almost see the steam rising from his bright red lips.
~*~*~*~*~*
"Do you want to go out for a walk to the lake?" Neville asked Ginny tenderly. She smiled and nodded at him, standing up.
As they walked down the hallways towards the front doors, a familiar blonde girl walked up to her.
"Hi Ginny I was- where are you going?" she asked, glancing at Neville.
"For a walk with Neville," Ginny said huffily, no one seemed to accept them being together – it was so unfair! She and Neville had come out a week ago, the day after Harry had come and said he liked her in the hospital wing.
"Can I talk to you for second?" the girl asked.
"Well, okay. . . Lara?" Ginny agreed.
"It's Louise."
"Right, sorry." Ginny apologized as Louise took her arm and pulled her away from Neville.
"Ginny what are you doing with him?" Louise asked, crossing her arms.
"Not you too," Ginny groaned, preparing to walk away.
Louise held out her arm to stop her. "Yes me, your best friend who knows you don't love him."
"And how am I supposed to know that? I don't have a memory remember?" Ginny asked coolly.
"Because you should believe your best friend. You're taking the word of one boy instead of all of your friends and family! I know you loved Harry Ginny! I know!"
Ginny stopped, her brother coming into her mind. She remembered looking at him and thinking about the awful red hair and freckles. Then she remembered looking into the mirror and seeing an almost identical more feminine version of the red hair and freckles. She had screamed and people had come rushing in, only to see her collapsed on the floor still looking at the mirror in horror. People had laughed about it and passed the story around for days afterwards.
"Please let go of me," Ginny said, turning her back. She was sick to death of people telling her this, she had given them an explanation why they didn't know about it - they had been going out in secret! Louise sighed and watched her friend walk away with Neville, making another big mistake.
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"I am going to kill him."
"Ron, stop overreacting."
"No. I am going to kill him."
"Honestly Ron, it's not like this is going to last anyway."
"I am still going to kill him."
"This is ridiculous Ron. If you don't stop going on about it then I'm going to the library."
"I'm sorry Mione," Ron said humbly, stopping his pacing and sitting down next to her. Though you could still hear mutters of "Kill" and "Hurt" coming from him when he thought his girlfriend wasn't listening. "But I just don't like to think of what he's telling her."
"It's amazing to see the great Ronald Weasley silenced before his girlfriend." Harry said dryly. Ron glared at him as the volume of his muttering increased.
"Speaking of Ginny and. . . and him, where are they?" said Harry, refusing to acknowledge Neville properly.
"Probably in the Astronomy Tower like they were last time." Ron answered. "Thank Merlin Dumbledore told all the house elves, paintings and ghosts to stay away from her. Imagine what she would say if she saw Nearly Headless Nick come up to her and ask if she wanted to watch the Headless Hunt!" Ron chortled but stopped when Hermione looked at him, telling him clearly to stop it.
Harry's eyes narrowed, he really couldn't take this any longer.
"I'm going for a walk," he said, picking up his cloak and walking out of the portrait hall, heading towards the Quidditch pitch.
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There was something odd about this school Ginny observed as she sat near the lake with Neville. Odd things kept happening.
While she had been walking one day she could have sworn she had seen a small ugly creature with big ears and a pillowcase scurry past her. Another time she could have sworn she had seen something silvery disappear into a wall just as she turned the corner. And then once, she had almost stopped in shock when a man in a painting winked at her! Of course afterwards she knew she had been seeing things. . . but at the time it had seemed so real.
She studied Neville from under her lashes; in all her flashbacks she still hadn't seen anything of him. When they had kissed, she didn't get that feeling you were supposed to get when kissing the one in love, that oh-my-god feeling that made your knees go weak. She didn't know if she had ever experienced that feeling before, being unable to remember, but she would have thought she would have gotten in with Neville.
At the moment she was feeling a sense of déjà vu sitting here by the lake, like she had sat here before with someone. But it hadn't been Neville, but she couldn't quite place who it had been.
If only she could.
~*~*~*~*~*
Harry sat in on the side of the Quidditch pitch, underneath a huge tree that almost hid him from prying eyes. The castle looked mysterious from here, it actually looked kind of scary.
He recalled a time he had sat by the lake with Ginny a few weeks ago.
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The wind ruffled her already disheveled flaming hair. He looked at her fondly as she looked at the lake, sunk in thought.
"Ginny. . ." he said softly.
She turned her head slowly to face him, looking timid. Harry took a deep breath at her face, she was just so entrancing.
He leaned closer to her as she did the same. . .
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Why hadn't he made the move then? He cursed himself, kicking up some dirt.
He and Ginny were full of 'Why didn'ts" and "Should haves". He had always been too scared to say what he felt, and now that was the reason he had lost his chance.
~*~*~*~*~*
"So how did we fall in love?" Ginny asked Neville as she leant against him while staring at the crystal clear grey lake. The sky was grey and stormy and it would surely rain soon.
"Well, it. . . really was just. . . we decided to go out." Neville said, then seeing Ginny's disappointment he said quickly, "We fell in love when we. . . I took you out for dinner." He lied. Ginny smiled, imagining what the dinner would have looked like.
Instead she saw a shabby looking table, surrounded by people. People who looked like her. They were laughing and smiling, you could actually see they happiness despite the tiny area they were squeezed into. A smiling woman with red hair walked towards her, holding a birthday cake.
Mom. . . she thought longingly. She started, where had that thought some from?
"Gin?" Neville asked, shaking her out of her daydream. She smiled at him reassuringly before turning back to the lake. To tell the truth, Neville was really boring her. At first she had been excited and had loved it, but now she was tired of it. How could she have fallen in love with someone this. . . boring? Sure, he was sweet and cute but there was something missing.
"Ginny. . ." Neville said, looking at her.
She turned slowly to look at him, the feeling of déjà vu coming over her again.
Neville leaned closer, puckering his lips slightly. And at the same second she saw a raven-haired boy leaning in the exact same place on a sunny day with the exact same look on his face.
And that was when it happened.
It clicked.
Memories flooded into her, so fast she gasped. Neville's eyes flew open but he didn't lean back, if anything he leaned closer. Ginny was hit forcefully with a feeling of guilt and regret. Regret at missing her one chance with the person she loved.
Thunder rolled overhead and the smell of rain was drawing closer as Neville came closer and closer. Ginny breathed in angrily, hurt and hate showing on her face as she raised her hand up in the air above her head.
And she brought her hand down on Neville's cheek as hard she could as she hissed at him. Neville recoiled in shock, pain and bewilderment showing on his face.
"You liar" she snarled. She tuned on her heel and ran towards the castle, running as fast as she could.
She ran through the castle towards the Gryffindor common room, pushing very confused looking people out of the way if they got in her path. She bust the portrait hole and into the common room. Ron and Hermione looked up in surprise as her eyes roved the room.
"Ginny? How did you get in here, you don't know the passw- I mean the door?" Ron asked, standing up and walking over to her.
"Where's Harry?" she asked him breathlessly.
"Harry? Why do you care about Harry? Shouldn't you be with your boyfriend?" Ron asked sarcastically.
Ginny rolled her eyes and looked over at Hermione.
Hermione stared at her for a second, a smile creeping onto her face. "The Quidditch pitch Gin. It's good to see you again." She said with a gigantic grin.
Ron spun round in confusion. "Are you okay Mione? You saw her earlier."
"Thanks!" Ginny yelled as she turned back the way she had come.
"What was that?" asked Ron, still standing in the same place.
"That Ron, was Ginny." Hermione said happily.
~*~*~*~*~*
Lightning cracked overhead as the sky turned a darker grey.
Ginny frantically scanned the pitch, heart beating wildly.
This is it, this is it, this is it she repeated to herself again and again. Her shoulders slumped slightly, she couldn't see him.
But then she saw him, sitting under the tree on the other side. She smiled inwardly and walked slowly and deliberately towards him.
Harry had seen her and was standing up, his eyes never leaving her. When she had walked over the hill and into his vision he had thought he was dreaming. Her robes billowed behind her, becoming one with her flying hair.
He took a step towards her, and another, and another.
Let the rain fall down
And wake my dreams
They both met in the middle of the pitch, not saying a word. They looked each other in the eye, searching for something that only they could see. Thunder boomed above their heads but they took no notice.
But that boom of thunder was a moment of realization for Harry. In that split second he knew. He knew she had remembered.
Let it wash away
My sanity
He opened his arms as mutely, the kind of invitation that could not be refused. The moment they touched, everything was forgotten but the feeling of the kiss. He wrapped his arms around her tightly as her knees gave away and her body went weak. Every single part of them was touching but it was not enough.
The heavens opened and poured down on them, electricity cackling in the air. The rain fell on them in warm buckets, saturating them to the bone.
Let it wash away
My sanity
But it would not tear them apart. The passion they had been feeling yet hiding for weeks had finally come alive in the honest truth of the storm.
Let the rain fall down
I'm coming clean, I'm coming clean
[*tear* wow I would give anything to be Ginny in that moment. But there you have it – the long promised H/G. So now you're probably thinking what a mean liar I am, telling you the H/G wasn't in this chapter. But I wanted you to not expect it, to make it more enjoyable. You guys are so lucky I love you so much that I got this SUPER LONG chappie out a day early. That means you have to review, and that means all of you! Some people can't be bothered, but I don't care if you don't login, just as long as you say at least one word. Also, I didn't re-read this chappie because I don't have time and I want to get it out but if there are one to many bloopers tell me so I can replace it. I was inspired for the end of this chapter while listening to "come clean" by Hilary Duff (the song at the beginning of the chapter) so I hope you liked! I hope it wasn't to mushy for some people.]
Thanks to: shadyday9, amyaggie, Starlighteyez, SilverKnight7, mistik-elf13, IndiaInk,
Naz1 – yup that's what I was talking about. I haven't been on msn lately, life has been much to hectic. What were you expecting?
Solar – well he loves her so I suppose its understandable no? you're right though it is just a story, but I good one I hope? =D
Jessica A. Roche – I hope you like this chapter, a nice yummy long one. I'm really happy you love this fic so much.
bballgirl02 – certainly did backfire on him didn't it? He will be getting worse than a slap in the next chappie though.
Surfngurl – you know, despite what my bio says, I am actually finding I don't mind all the different ships – if it's a good writer that is. I think the only one that seriously bugs me is Harry/Hermione. I don't know why, I just can't see them with eachother.
Ana Morales – poor Neville - Bog of Eternal Stench of the Labyrinth. *shivers* did you like the H/G?
Jaina – I hope this answered your questions lol.
The Hindu Dancer – why was it a weird chappie?
RebelRikki – I think this chapter answered your questions
Happynutcase1 – lol double it is then! I liked the questions before, they're what any person would ask if someone told them that.
Ronslilprincess – Neville will be paying more than this. I loved your pitchfork remark.
VoicezWithin – thanks for the Valentines Day, we can have crappy ones together. =D did you like Ron's reaction?
Missprongs – lol, you made me laugh. Yeah I don't like him either at the moment
Magic sparkle 1 - *rescues from the mental hospital so she can read ch 18* argh too many questions I cant answer! Hope you enjoyed!
Hannah – did u like my H/G fluff?
Iara – did this help with the love triangle thing. I suppose it wasn't a big triangle but still I hoped you liked the fluff.
cggeek241 – I agree completely about the H/G in the 6th book. I think they belong together!
glitter8262 – did you not like it because it was crap or cause Neville was evil in it?
The all mighty and powerful*M – why she will slap Neville and kiss Harry of course =D
Jac – why is not sleeping for weeks a good thing? *smiles evilly* that would mean I would be to tired to update hehe. Or I would be too scared so I would stay up writing lol.
LunaMoon7 – well I promise I have never read that story so I have no idea. I hope it wasn't too alike?
Silvercrystal77 – sorry I couldn't use your excellent idea. But that was only cause I had already thought of this.
Eric2 – did this answer your question?
Licky – I actually don't have "the voice" at the moment, I've done my homework! *is proud* crap, no I haven't, I still have French! Damn that little voice!
Deer boy – ah, I have found an evil friend. Let us be evil together.
Dk Lili – who do you think was gonna do it instead of Neville?
ZagZig722 – lol I really hope you liked the major H/G – I know you were really looking forward to it.
Luvhp224 – WOW. I was so excited and surprised by your yummy long review I dedicated this chapter to you. Funny it was the H/G one you were so anxious for. Everyone would have not been the least bit surprised if "Draco-stick-up-his-bum Malfoy" (as you so eloquently put it) did it so I chose Neville instead. I agree about hormones though, they are driving the younger human race to insanity. Sometimes a good insanity though. Please tell how the grammar in this chapter was, I really only had a quick one-through because I had to go. Ah, you have come across another one of my weaknesses: each other. Or eachother as I type it. Yes, I am aware it is 2 words but when I am saying the words in my head as I am typing them I say eachother together automatically. I'm sure if you buy a nice compact bag I can fit myself into that you can bring on board so I can have some of those great salted peanuts.
Ronaholic – see I told you her memory loss wouldn't be that long. Did you like the H/G?
Lady of the library – hm well is this slightly better? I'm sorry Neville is evil here, but what can I say? I'm evil too!
SiriuslyDelirious – well he didn't tell the truth but Ginny found out anyway. . .
dolphingirl79 – well it didn't take long for the truth did it? I don't want to put everyone through too much torture =D
yeoldecrazy1 – yup she hurt him bad. But that's not all of his punishment
Bekah Tahiri Solo BTS – glad you liked it, did you like my H/G?
starlight-aurora - *cowers* I'm sorry. Yes Neville is evil I know I know.
Jay potter – well Ginny has her memory back, happy lol? You're a new reviewer aren't you?
agatha-christie-fan-04 – glad you got a name. I'll look forward to more reviews from you now! Glad you liked this chapter. . .
Laura Kay – yup OOC is out of character. But I personally don't think he is ooc really. He's in 7th year now and he loves Ginny!
Sarah Noisette – you have the H/G – finally =D where did you go that you got such bad jet lag?
Whew! *wipes brow* that was an amazingly long chapter. Please tell me what you think of my long-promised H/G! And trust me this is not the end!
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