Ch 19 –
[a/n almost at 20 now!! I can't believe some of you thought that the last chapter was the end! Do you really think I'd do that to you? What about Louise's secret? What about more G/H fluff? What about Neville's punishment? What about me? (pun intended). Well you might be pleased to know that I have almost completed the first chapter to the sequel to this fic (it's gonna be called "What About You" – hey it was the best I could come up with!) Yes, I know that I haven't even finished this one yet but I already know the ending to this fic (well I kind of do and kinda don't because I have 2 endings and one is happy and the other is slightly sad and because the ending to the sequel will be happy I think I am going to go with the sad ending) and there should be 3 more chapters to it. I've decided that my aim for this fic is to get to 1000 reviews; I doubt it will happen but I can still try right? I get about 50 reviews per chappie so *counts*. . . nuh I won't make it. Oh well, I love how many I end up with anyway.]
This chapter is dedicated to "does it really matter" (didn't login) because they were the only person to tell me a couple of good H/G fics because I am really really desperate for some. (I still want more in case anyone is still reading my crappy full-of-nonsense a/n)
~*~
Your lips, your love, your smile, your kiss
I must admit it's a part of me
You please me, complete me, believe me
Like a melody
Your soul, your flow, your youth, your truth is simply proof
We were meant to be
But the best quality thats hookin' me
Is that you're loving me for me
Is that you're loving me for me
Christina Aguilera – Loving Me For Me
~*~
Harry pulled back, looking happy, hopeful and nervous at the same time.
"Gin," he said a little breathlessly, "Neville-"
"- is going to be sorry." She finished. "I just had to see you as soon as. . . as I remembered."
"So he was lying?" Harry said angrily, pounding his fist.
"Don't worry about it, I'm sure Ron will take care of it," she said with a laugh. Harry looked like he was going to argue but he thought better of it.
"C'mon" Harry whispered, wrapping an arm around her waist and shielding her from the rain with his hand. Ginny's hair hung in sopping ringlets around her shoulders and his normally unruly hair for once lay flat. He could barely see out of his fogged up glasses but he didn't really care, as long as he was with Ginny.
"Where are we going?" Ginny asked, laying her head on his shoulder.
"To get you out of the rain," he chuckled, smiling at her lovingly.
"That's sweet of you," Ginny laughed.
He kissed her nose and said, "You're some catch Gin."
She broke away from him and ran towards the castle, "Come and catch me then!" she yelled over her shoulder, laughing. Harry started running after her and caught up easily. He tackled her and they both fell into the mud, screaming and laughing.
"Harry . . . please. . . please don't. . . TICKLE ME!!" Ginny gasped, trying to pull him into the mud with her. Harry pulled his hands away and winked at her. She grinned wickedly at him and dived on him as another round of tickling and mud-throwing took place.
But a dangerously close bolt of lightning interrupted the 3rd round as they both looked up at the angry sky with apprehension.
"Hmmm, that's probably not good," Ginny said lightly. Harry stood up and held out his hand to her.
"Bad move Harry," she joked as she jerked his hand down and he fell – on top of her.
"I could say the same," he said teasingly. Ginny stuck her tongue out at him, feeling his warmth on her. Harry chuckled as he rolled of her into the mud.
"You were getting a bit heavy, thanks." She said, leaning on her elbows. That however was a wrong move too as her elbows sunk into the mud instantly. She yelped when she realized she was slowly sinking into the mud. Harry jumped out and pulled her arms; though it was a bit hard because he was too busy laughing at Ginny's horror stricken face. There was a huge POP and Ginny flew out of the mud puddle spluttering madly.
Harry took one look at her and bust out laughing. She was covered in head to foot in so much thick brown mud that she looked like an Indian. Her hair was no longer red but an awful brown colour, as was her robe.
"You may laugh Mr Potter, but you are just as bad," she said, crossing her arms with a smirk. Harry looked down at himself and found he had to agree, they both tied for the most-muddiest award.
He pulled her towards him and kissed her, "You love me anyway," he said with a grin. Ginny bit her bottom lip and looked at him coyly, inside thinking that somewhere along the line she had finally gone right and gotten what she had always dreamed of. It was odd how now that they had come out about how they felt but she still didn't feel nervous around him, yet they weren't all mushy. That had to mean something.
"You wish," she announced.
"Ginny?" Harry said innocently.
"Run."
Ginny shrieked as she bolted towards the castle and Harry ran after her. They skidded through the front doors, flinging mud all over some very surprised first years. . .
. . . and a very angry Argus Filch.
~*~*~*~*~*
Hermione was very worried, Ron was being very strange.
He had been cackling madly for the past ten minutes nonstop. In fact, she found it quite amazed he could still breathe. It had started right after she had got it through his head that Ginny had gotten her memory back. Right after she had told him Neville had, in the end, been lying.
"Ron," she said cautiously, putting a hesitant hand on his shoulder.
He turned to look at her, still cackling.
"What's. . . so funny?" she asked as she furrowed her brows.
Ron threw his head back and laughed before saying,
"He. . . didn't realise. . . that when he lied to Gin, he lied. . . to all of us. Which. . . means that he. . . is in deep crap!" he said in between gusts of laughter.
"Are you talking about. . . Neville. . . going to get it. . . from your brothers. . . and you?" Hermione asked; confused.
"Yup." Ron said simply before starting again.
"But why is that funny?"
"Because. . . he's not going to know what hit him." Ron said determinedly, getting up and walking over to his owl.
"What are you doing?"
"Writing to Fred and George."
"Why?"
"I think you already know the answer to that question."
~*~*~*~*~*
"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?" yelled a tomato-faced Filch.
"Uh, mud masks?" Ginny offered.
"That makes plenty of sense since you're COVERED IN IT HEAD TO FOOT!"
"It's a new invention?" Ginny asked rather that told him.
"JUST WAIT UNTIL THE HEADMASTER HEARS OF THIS! YOU WON'T BE SMILING AFTER THAT WILL YOU?"
"You could ask him if he wants to sample it," Harry said as he bit his lip to keep from laughing, finding the situation rather humorous.
"JUST LOOK AT THE FLOOR! YOU TWO COME WITH ME RIGHT NOW!"
Harry and Ginny gulped, thinking maybe they should have apologized instead of teasing him. They followed Filch grimly along the empty corridors silently, sending each other amused but nervous glances every few minutes.
"Sit," Filch commanded as he sat down in his chair with the air of royalty in his dingy office. They were still dripping mud, although Filch hadn't seemed to notice this yet.
"So." He said threateningly after they had sat reluctantly.
"Yes?" Ginny said crossly, before shutting her mouth thinking maybe that hadn't been a good idea. Harry hid a grin at her temper.
Filch's eyes bulged at this remark and he began scribbling furiously in a very dirty-looking book. But before he could say anything more to them, a ghost glided into the room.
"Just thought I should warn you that there are some 4th years setting of Dungbombs outside the Great Hall," Nick said solemnly, not acknowledging Harry and Ginny.
"Filch's eyes lit up as he muttered, "Bet it's that Charlie Forgtine and his little brat of a friend Thom. I've got them this time, oh yes I do." And with that he charged out of the office, leaving a very relieved Harry and Ginny and a wickedly grinning ghost.
"Thanks Nick," Harry said gratefully.
"Not at all Harry, not at all. It's tradition isn't it?" Nick said with a wink, referring to the countless times he had saved Harry from getting detentions after trailing in dirt and mud after Quidditch practice.
"But I don't know how long it will take him to realise that the dungbombs already happened last week. So I'd get moving if I were you," Nick warned.
"Thanks Nick!" Harry yelled again as he and Ginny bolted down the hallway. They stopped to catch their breath, leaning against the wall. Harry curled his finger at her, beckoning her. Ginny slowly walked over to him and he drew her into a kiss.
"So," said the gleeful voice of Argus Filch, "Thought you'd got away with it did you?"
~*~*~*~*~*
"Ron must you do that?" Hermione snapped.
Ron had been awaiting a reply from his brothers from an hour now and he had been drumming his fingers against the table for that whole time while an increasingly annoyed Hermione watched on.
"Shouldn't you be worried about your sister and Harry?" she asked in vain.
"No. Neville shall die." Was the reply.
Hermione sighed and threw her head back on the couch. "Isn't that a bit dramatic?" she asked sarcastically. She was sick of this, Ron always forgot about her. Sure he would kiss her, but he never really did anything in public. She really liked him but there was always something more important to him.
She got up and stood in front of him. "When you realise what's most important to you then let me know okay? Until then don't bother talking to me." She said with no emotion before turning and walking up to the girl's dorm.
Ron sputtered in disbelief. Just what was that all about? Him? Dramatic? Just look at what she has just done! And was that about something being important to him? Probably PMS he thought dismissively, returning to waiting for his reply.
~*~
Ron awoke with a start, something had caused him to wake up. The fire had sunk down very low and Ron had fallen asleep on one of the couches. Everyone else had left the common room. So what had woken him up.
Just then he heard a giggle. A girl's giggle. A whisper followed a few minutes after. Ron slowly peered over the side of the couch and almost fell over in shock when he saw the reason of his awakening.
His sister, was snogging some guy in a corner! A guy with black hair, glasses (although they were slightly askew from the activity) and unmistakable green eyes.
"I think we gave Filch the slip," Ginny chuckled.
"Although he will probably corner us sometimes tomorrow," Harry laughed, tugging on one of the tendrils of her hair.
"Where do you think Ron and Hermione are?" Ginny asked him, sweeping a look around the "empty" common room.
"Probably screwing senseless in a closet," Harry joked.
Ron's eyes widened, Harry's name appearing after Neville's on his brain's 'To Kill' list. Of course, the couch chose that moment to topple over because of the Ron's weight pressing against it. Ron however, didn't find it the slightest bit embarrassing as he stood up and faced a almost scared looking Harry and Ginny.
"I'd watch out Harry, I'd watch out." Ron said simply, before turning towards the stairs. He stopped halfway up and turned around, "Good night Gin."
He then reached the top and stopped again but without turning around this time he said, "I suggest neither of you go near Neville tomorrow, people who do might get caught in the crossfire." He said pleasantly before walking amiably into his dorm. "And I'll ask why you're covered in mud tomorrow." He added.
Harry and Ginny remained silent for a minute, not quite sure what to make of Ron.
"That was odd," Ginny said presently.
"Yeah. . . do you think he will remember my remark about him and Hermione?" he asked worriedly.
"Depends."
"On what?"
"I don't think Ron's got that far yet."
"OH YES I HAVE!" came a triumphant voice from the top of the stairs.
Ginny laughed and shook her head as Ron ran back into his dorm.
"So now that tonight maybe my last night alive, how about a goodnight kiss?" Harry asked, drawing her to him.
~*~*~*~*~*
Ginny brushed her damp hair, all the mud gone. She had an absent smile on her face as she stared out of the window and onto the grounds. She had been so scared that if she ever went anywhere other than friendship with Harry she would get all shy and unsure of herself. Or that they couldn't keep being friends as well as a couple. But this afternoon she knew she had nothing to worry about.
By now everyone knew she had regained her memory and she had had quite a few comments on her stupidity about Neville. She couldn't believe the nerve of that boy! What on earth had possessed him to tell her those things? Well, at least he's be getting worse than a slap from her. She knew Ron wouldn't just let him get away with it, or any of her brothers for that matter. When they found out of course, which she was sure they would.
She turned to look around the room, all the beds were in use and holding sleeping people apart from two: hers and Louise's.
Where was she? Technically, she hadn't really spoken to her since the Halloween dance. All the other times she had been suffering from memory loss. Ginny walked over to her bed. It was almost like no one was sleeping there. There were no pictures or clothes strewn on the bed. There were no little trinkets, bits of jewelry or letters.
Ginny froze when she heard Louise's footsteps from the bathroom. She didn't have enough time to run to her bed so she settled for looking like she had been rummaging through her dresser.
Louise walked in slowly, deep in thought. She looked up however and came out of her daydream when she saw Ginny looking at her.
"Hello," she said awkwardly.
"Hi," Ginny said uncomfortably.
"Ginny we have to ta-"
"No Louise, I don't really want to talk about whatever happened back in October. I just want to say that I'm finding it impossible to stay mad at you." Ginny said in a rush, sick of not talking to her.
"Don't you wan-"
"Louise whatever happened to you freaked me out alright? I thought you were dead and when I found out you weren't I instantly wanted to know what happened. Now I don't care, it's not important to me anymore. Look, I admit I was a little rash but I thought I was going to lose my first friend. Yes that sounds soppy and ridiculous but I just want us to forget about my memory, your. . . illness, me being angry. Can we put it all behind us?"
Louise looked at her for a few minutes, a silent conversation going on between them both. "Somehow I don't think it could be the same if we put it behind us," she said finally.
"Well we're going to at least try." Ginny said. Louise nodded slowly before sticking out her hand. Ginny shook her hand, neither of them smiling.
They both turned and started getting ready for bed, not talking still. Ginny was just about to crawl into her bed when something hit her in the back.
Something soft and feathery, something that hadn't been thrown at her in a while.
A pillow.
Ginny snapped her head around in surprise to face her offender.
"Old time's sake," Louise said with a shy smile. Ginny smiled back at her before climbing into her bed. She tossed a few times, feeling restless.
She sat up in her bed.
"Louise?" she whispered.
"Yeah?" came the answering whisper as Louise sat up in the semi-darkness.
Ginny chucked one of her pillows at Louise, hitting her in the stomach.
"What was that for?" Louise asked with a mock-pained expression.
"Old time's sake," Ginny smiled, lying back in her bed and falling asleep peacefully – still smiling.
~*~*~*~*~*
"Harry?" Hermione asked the next day.
"Hmmm?" he asked, staring down at his transfiguration work.
"Did you. . . work things out with Ginny?" she asked.
Harry turned to look at her, "How did you know?"
"Harry it is the most obvious thing in the world. At breakfast this morning you were acting like there was no one else around. So I guessed you had at least gotten somewhere," she smiled at him in a very motherly way.
Harry snorted, "It's funny you noticed that, you seemed too busy shooting glares at Ron."
Hermione blushed and said quietly. "I told him not to talk to me until he figured out what was more important to him. He never really pays attention to me apart from when we're well… kissing."
Harry raised an eyebrow but didn't reply to this. "Speaking of breakfast, what happened to Neville?" he asked as an afterthought.
Hermione stifled a giggle, "Well Ron owled the twins because he wanted to revenge on Neville for lying to Ginny. I'd say that that was just one of Neville's punishments so far. I was told that he had to go to the hospital wing because one of the bowls that had been dumping cereal on his head mistook his head for his er. . . lower region and it swelled up the size of a balloon."
Harry grinned in spite of himself, Neville was in for a rough time but he didn't feel the slightest bit sorry for him. He had been wondering why Neville had been walking strangely to class.
"So does Ron know why you're mad at him?" Harry asked, keeping an eye on the person in question who was in front of them working with Seamus. They had had to work in pairs and since Hermione refused to go with Ron, Harry had gone with her.
"No, he thinks it's PMS." Hermione said plainly. Harry coughed and blushed, not quite sure what to say to that. But he didn't have to worry about coming up with a comment to this as the boots Neville had been trying to transfigure into gloves suddenly began stomping all over him. But someone had dipped the boots in ink because Neville's face had boot prints all over it.
"What is going on Mr Longbottom?" McGonagall snapped, glaring at the rest of the class who were all laughing and pointing.
Neville cast one terrified look at Ron before running out of the classroom, the unforgivable boots still attacking him.
~*~*~*~*~*
"Hermione?"
Hermione turned around to see Louise.
"Oh, hi Louise." Hermione said before stopping abruptly.
"Hi, I was just wondering if you could help me on something?" Louise asked shyly.
"On what?"
"Well you know how Ginny's birthday is soon?" Louise asked.
"Yes, in a week." Hermione said slowly, she had stopped walking now and was looking at her.
"Well, I have an idea for what to do."
"What do you mean do? Don't you mean 'give her'?" Hermione asked, looking interested nonetheless.
"Well she told me when I first met her that she wanted a surprise for her birthday, not a present but a surprise." Louise said thoughtfully.
"So what exactly are you planning?" Hermione asked.
"Well, how about you come with me so I can ask Harry at the same time?" Louise said decidedly.
They walked along the corridor in silence.
"What's that noise?" Hermione asked suddenly, looking around the deserted corridor. Louise shook her head and held up her hand, signaling for quiet. They crept along the corridor, tip toeing silently.
Louise stopped dead when they reached the adjoining corridor. Something was lying on the ground near an unlit area of the hallway, and the banging sound was coming from there.
"What is it?" Hermione whispered nervously, clutching her Louise's arm.
"I don't know but it kind of looks like a person!" Louise said in disbelief. They both inched forward slowly, squinting their eyes at the object.
"Oh my gosh, it's Neville!" Hermione gasped, running over to him. Once she reached him however, she found it hard not to stop laughing. Louise, when she reached Hermione, didn't even try to hold back laughter and gazed down merrily at the pitiful figure of Neville Longbottom in full-body bind.
His eyes were darting back and forth and he looked like he had been there for awhile. But the thing that had really got them both to start laughing was the Neville was covered in head to toe in bright coloured paint. His robes were no longer black but yellow and green, his hair was blue and spiked up very unnaturally. There were words like "poo" and "fart" written all over him. His skin was covered in rainbows and rude gestures, but what really topped it off was that the boots that had chased him out of Transfiguration were still stomping all over him, leaving marks everywhere. Not to mention his area down south still seemed swollen.
"Finite Incantatem!" Hermione said quickly with a wave of her wand, feeling sorry for him no matter what Ron thought.
"What happened Neville?" she asked him.
Neville was gasping and wheezing, looking around like he expected someone to come out and attack him. Most likely Ron.
"Neville?" Louise prompted.
"Peeves." Was all Neville could manage.
"But how could Peeves put the body bind on you?" Hermione asked.
Neville shook his head and whispered, "Ron got me and left me for Peeves. There was no where to run. . . I was trapped," Neville croaked, it was almost like he was telling a horror story.
"Come on, we'll help you back to the common room," Hermione said.
Neville's face whitened as he stopped dead.
"No, anywhere but there! Keep me away from him!"
~*~*~*~*~*
Ginny lay in bed staring at the ceiling.
They had forgotten.
They had forgotten one of the most important days of her life. How could they forget her birthday? She had woken up to find an empty room and gone downstairs to find an empty common room. It was a Sunday which meant everyone was probably out on the grounds.
She blinked back tears but was too late as a salty drop rolled down her cheek. Even Harry had forgotten. Sure she had gotten the usual from her parents – her mom had stopped owling every hour to see how she was going now at least – but no one else had even mentioned her birthday.
Well good riddance, if they didn't remember she wouldn't remind them. And when they finally did remember they had better shower her with gifts. She looked at the clock, it was 11:30 and she hadn't moved from her bed apart from checking the common room.
She didn't plan on moving for a while.
~*~*~*~*~*
"Is it all ready?" Harry asked.
"Right down to the last tooth," replied Louise.
"So all the rest of the years are ready too?" Harry checked.
"I made sure of it," said Hermione with a pleased smile on her face. Ron smiled at her but she pointedly turned away and ignored him. He sighed and wondered for the 1045 time why she was angry at him. Girls were just so weird sometimes; they had no reasons for most of the things they did.
"I wonder if she's angry that we've forgotten her birthday. . ." Louise mused aloud.
"Of course she is! But she won't talk to us about it because she thinks we've forgotten it and she wants us basically be her slaves for it," Ron said.
"Well it's about 4 now and I've warned everyone not to go into the common room until after her surprise," Harry answered.
Just then Neville ran by them, being chased by what looked like little bolts of blue and screaming his head off. The boots still seemed to be following him too.
"Ron I think you need to give Neville a break. What have you done to him now?"
"Well," Ron smirked, "Remember that time when that idiot Lockhart brought in those pixies? Well, Hagrid didn't tell anyone, but he snuck in to the office and took about 5 of them."
"Are you saying that the things that are chasing are from our second year?" Hermione admonished him. It was the first thing she had said to him in days.
"Yes," Ron said meekly.
Harry laughed and said, "Poor Neville, what have you done to him so far?"
"Hexed his cereal bowl to continuously dump cereal on his head – although that unexpectedly but wonderfully attacked his balls (Hermione sniffed at this), charmed his boots to stomp on him after I had put ink all over the bottom of them, did the body bind on him and left him for Peeves, shrunk all of his clothes, turned him into a peacock, charmed his boxers to give him a wedgie every time he said the word "and", put Dungbombs in his bed and now I set the pixies in on him." Ron said rather proudly. "Not to mention that the boots won't seem to leave him alone, even when he's sleeping – or rather trying to sleep," added.
"Well, we'd better go set up," Harry said after he's stopped laughing. They all stood up and headed inside but Ron grabbed Hermione's arm and held her back.
"Hermione what is the matter with you?" he asked.
"What's the matter with me? You should be asking yourself that!"
"Now hold on, what did I do this time?"
"It's more like what you didn't do!" Hermione snapped, trying to pull away unsuccessfully. "You always argue with me, you never talk to me or treat me any differently apart from when we're. . . close." Her voice broke on the last word.
Ron looked uncomfortable, like he knew what he wanted to say but it was going to be a bit hard to say it.
"Mione, it's just that. . . I don't know how to act around you okay?" he yelled.
"What?" Hermione's jaw dropped.
"I really like you okay? But I don't know how to show that because I suck at relationships and it's the only way I can't speak to you."
"But you were fine before. . ." Hermione said; amazed.
"Well I don't know what happened, but Hermione I really. . . I really. . . uh. . ."
"Yes?" she said softly.
"I really. . . like you. I think I like you. . . a lot." Ron warily, eyeing her like she may pounce.
"Ron!" she yelled as she practically jumped on top of him with a huge smile on her face.
"Mione, you're squishing me!" came his muffled reply.
"Sorry," she said, climbing off him.
"Kiss?" Ron looked hopefully at her.
She giggled and leaned in towards him, her anger forgotten.
"We'd better go and help out now, Ginny may come soon." Hermione said a few minutes later.
Ron picked her up and put her on his shoulder and headed towards the castle while Hermione shrieked and kicked playfully the whole way.
~*~*~*~*~*
Her stomach grumbled painfully. She hadn't eaten all day but that was mostly because she was so stubborn she wouldn't go and see anyone. The common room had been unusually deserted all day and with each minute that ticked by she became more and more depressed.
Finally, she could take it no longer and heaved herself off the couch and down towards the Hall. She would just have to ignore everyone until they remembered. They weren't that thick, they'd know something was wrong.
But it was Harry who had hurt her the most, how could he?
She opened the Great Hall doors to find it was pitch black inside. Even the enchanted ceiling was pitch black apart from the odd tiny star here and there. It was kind of spooky to tell the truth. Where was everyone? Was this someone's idea of a joke?
"Hello?" her timid voice bounced off the walls, coming back to her.
And that's when they started appearing. Dark figured in black cloaks with faces so pale you could actually see them in the dark. They were closing in on her, suffocating her. Her legs wouldn't move, she was too petrified.
Vampires, she thought in terror as they came closer and closer.
[a/n I think I needed another big cliffy. Although I'm not sure this is to much of one come to think of it, I think most people will guess what's happening. I am actually not that happy with this chapter, if I get the chance (which is highly unlikely) I may redo it. I also wasn't too happy with the H/G side of things, there should be more focus on them together next chappie. Oh and since I'm in a rush this hasn't been spellchecked but I will come back and do it if I get lots of complaints. And Neville being drawn on by Peeves is an idea taken from "Agi Vega". I hope she doesn't mind. She wrote it better than me anyway.]
Thanks to: The all mighty and powerful*M, starlight-aurora, Darcy16, nessypotter, dolphingirl79, Queen Anne of N.O, BJ, rachellah, Eric2, SilverKnight7, cggeek241, gio, The Hindu Dancer, Penny Pitton, djjj1976, YepGirl08, jay potter, xOxchunkylovexOx, harry+lissa=luv, Fair-Faye-Kahlan,
Naz1 – I've promised myself to try and go on msn and talk to you. I love talking to reviewers, they always have the best ideas! I'm sure you feel a bit sorry for Neville in this chappie too?
Hpfan73 – well it will more be like Ron dealing with him =D
Random Nothingness – why the name change? I like it though – tis very original. Yes I wouldn't like to be the one kissing Neville, major turn-off. Of course it was not the end! Did you really forget that I had to patch up all my little mysterties? One of my best? Thanks! I have to say that so far it is my favourite though. You know, Ron does seem to have some Sirius-qualities in him. That's probably why I like him! Maybe I shouldn't spell check anymore if my grammar was best in that chapter. I doubt that little idea will work with this unchecked chappie though. . . It was my pleasure to dedicate it to you, you were also after some H/G so I chose that chapter for you.
Kat Davi – I added some more detail (not that much though) but I don't want to make it to soppy and mushy because that would annoy a lot of people.
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Solar- thanks, I really loved the ending too. I think it's going to be my fave out of the whole fic, even the unwritten chapters! Me romantic? I wish, I think (apart from maybe that last chapter ending) that I make my romance to stiff and overdone.
Does it really matter – I'm actually already reading "The Perks of Getting Knocked Up" – it's one of my faves. I read the Diary one and that was great too. Thanks so much for telling me them!
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VoicezWithin – Lol, I thought it would be amusing if she got people's names wrong. Glad you liked the chase, I tried to put some more humour into that chap cause I was getting depressed. Yes! It was a soap opera slap! A nice over dramatic one! Well I love the song "Come Clean", her Cd is really amazing. Not the best, but for someone her age and stuff its really good. I love it anyway. Originally the storm/kiss scene wasn't going to be in it but I was listening to that song and writing at the same time and somehow that came into my head – so a wrote it =D
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Kay Spring – yay! I love new readers! More reviews! (joking). I'm happy you like it and look forward to reading your reviews.
Licky – hm nice long review. Cheers! I'm stuck without a boyfriend too. . . damn. We shall be boyless together? Actually I was listening to a song the other day called *holds breath* "Little Voice" by Hilary Duff, and you can guess what its about can you not? Argh French is evil but unfortunately useful in some cases. "Je suis une chat" is correct (I think) It's to late so I don't know if you've said "I am one cat" or "I have one cat" because I thought Je Suis meant I am. But now you're probably thinking – how boring she's talking about her French. Well I only have about 3 more chappies unfortunately – not 100. That was a very scary threat! Kidnap me?!
Deer boy – what is your msn email? I would love to chat to you and cackle evilly over something as silly as the sun setting! Sounds like you have your hands full with your fic, I'm here if you need any help (if you want it lol). Sirius fic sounds cool, you never get too many of those. Don't worry I was singing the song while I was typing for crying out loud! =D
Magic sparkle 1- hehehe, I don't think there will be that many chappies left but I will try. I loved the kiss in the storm, it is one of my lifelong dreams to be in Ginny's situation.
Niktike- Thankyou SO much for reviewing! Loved the "one word".
Hannah – Lou's secret shall be soon, I promise. You just have to wait until the last chapter! Yes it will be over soon, but that's ok because ive already written ch 1 of the fabbo sequel!
JuNiSGiRl – new reviewer? I'm glad you liked, you scan every day? *is touched*
Happynutcase1 – I do feel special and I did write more! Thanks for putting me on your faves! Ta muchly! Sugar high eh?
clau-hogwarts-writer – what will happen next? Only the author knows. . . wait that's me! Woohoo! A masterpiece!? Why thank-you.
Jac – you crack me up =D somehow I shall give you a cyberspace autograph.
ZagZig722 – of course its not the end! There are a few things needing to be sorted until it ends.
Dk Lili – yup sequel! Already started and waiting to be posted.
GinnyPotter08 – thanks for putting me on your faves! I notice a lot of people put me on author alerts but not on faves. I think 35 have me on faves and then 78 on author alerts. Damn. I wish they'd put me on faves! I have to say I now zilch about yu-gi-oh. Don't know the characters, the plots, etc.
Dracoisahottie13 – I was only joking that the H/G wasn't in ch 18 so you were caught of guard. I was quite proud of the kiss in the storm! I looked at your one shot – tis sad but good.
Potterholicnumerouno – wow I never thought about that. h&g do resemble l&j a lot don't they?! I agree slash is quire disturbing, maybe cause JK would never let it happen,
Magnolia Lane – cool name btw. Yeah but now it's poor Neville instead of Harry.
LauraKay – the chase was fun to write, I find Neville and Ron really interesting characters to write. Maybe cause they both are a bit thick and crazy.
Hgfan – I'd do more mush but a lot of people don't like it.
Ronaholic – glad you liked the H/G
Vicous Pixie – Thankyou so much for reviewing even though you usually wait, it meant a lot to me. Yum choc chip!
LiZzIe-WeAsLeY – I don't mind if you go along with it in the least! Go ahead please! Well I hope you keep reviewing because you are a familiar reviewer and give good reviews.
Some crazy person – you really a are some crazy person! Poor Neville, his ashes pissed on!
RebelRikki – well as long as its happy tears!
Surfngurl – I just got the hilary cd and have fallen in love with it. It was much better than I expected. Fluff is good I agree.
Shadyday9 - I did some special R/Hr just for you =D
Yeoldcrazy1- did you like neville's punishment?
RaysofHope – ah you liked the memory? I hoped someone would mention that… thanks!
mistik-elf13 – well it was more what Ron did to Neville.
MOONSHINE – did you like my Neville bashing?
icegirl-kat – this fic is a bit boring at first I agree. My writing had changed even in the 2 months I've been writing it. It's because I get so much help from my reviewers!
~~Gawd that was an hour and a half writing review replies! Thanks to everyone who reviewed and since I am in such a rush I didn't really personally respond into as much as I'd like to some people or other's at all because it is 3 am in the morning and I did this whole almost 4700 word chapter all tonight. If my replies are messy or you cant read them it's because I have not had enough sleep this week!~~
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