Disclaimer: I do not own anything Harry Potter (even though I wish I did!)
A note: This is my first fanfic everyone! * Claps hands with delight * So any way I hope you guys enjoy, and send me lots of yummy reviews ha ha. I'm sorry it isn't that long, but that is just because it is the first chapter. I promise that the next ones will be longer. I will probably update once a week, maybe more, maybe less depending on school work (yuck) Ok now im done with all of my rambling, so now READ PLEASE!!
"DUBBLEDORE!" cried Neville. Harry looked to see Dumbledore rushing down the steps. Sirius black was still dueling with Bellatrix. Harry watched as the beam of red light hit Sirius squarely in the chest. For what seemed like an eternity, Sirius fell through that entrancing veil. "SIRIUS, NOOOOO....
Harry sat straight up in his 4-poster bed, his legs tangled in the sheets. He always visited that miserable day in his dreams. Sometimes he saved Sirius in time in the dream, sometimes he even fell through the veil himself, but whatever it was, the feeling upon waking up was never pleasant.
After a few minutes of uncomfortable twisting and turning, he decided that he couldn't sleep any longer, with what was all on his mind.
He walked downstairs to the common room, where it was empty and dark, the fire being out, only the coals glowing. Harry guessed it was maybe 1 or 2 in the morning. He leaned up against the window, and just stared out into the star scattered sky.
Stop blaming yourself for this Harry, He told himself. Dumbledore told you if not a hundred times, that it was entirely his fault that Sirius died that night. Why can't you just accept the facts?
But he could not accept the facts. Tears started slowly streaming down his face. His thoughts were interrupted when he sensed someone standing behind him. He saw a girl with flaming red hair, in her pajamas.
"Oh, Ginny it's you," he said while quickly trying to wipe the tears away.
Ginny sighed. "Harry, you don't have to pretend you weren't crying. It is okay to let your feelings out every once in a while. It is okay to miss Sirius."
Harry managed a weak smile. "Thanks Gin, you really know how to comfort people, you know that right?"
"I guess I just have that special touch."
Harry's thoughts wandered off their topic of conversation and asked, "Why did you come down here, you couldn't sleep?"
Ginny walked over to the closest armchair, and sat down. She looked at Harry's dark outline by the window, and answered, "Well sorta, I mean I can't believe that tomorrow is our last day, and I'm going to be by myself. No more 7th year friends, no Ron, no Hermione... or you.
Harry motioned for Ginny to scoot over, and Harry sat down next to her in the chair. "First of all, I don't think you should worry that much about not seeing us. I mean Ron is your brother; I shall force him to write you once a week, so that you don't feel lonely." He paused as Ginny laughed. "As for Hermione, and me we will both write to you as well. Also don't forget Christmas and Easter break."
Ginny smiled, and hugged Harry. "Thanks Harry, yeah now that I think about it, next year wont be so bad." "Yeah, said Harry. "It's so weird. Over the 7-year span I've been here, I've come face to face with Voldemort 6 times. And then just a few months ago, with me finally defeating him and all"....he trailed off a bit.
He never mentioned what happened between him and Voldemort to anybody. He felt he should keep the memory private, at least for a little while. Ginny waited for him to start up again. "Yet I can only think of the unimportant things that have happened.", he finished.
"I know exactly what you mean Harry. Like when Luna Lovegood came to class one day wearing radishes as earrings." They both had a good hearty laugh. Harry hardly ever laughed like that these days, and he needed it.
After a good hour had gone by of exchanging stupid stories, they both decided it would be best to go get some more sleep. After all, they didn't want to waste their last day- especially Harry- sleeping in late.
Harry settled down into his bed before drinking a glass of water. He fell asleep right away, having certainly more pleasant dreams then before...
To be continued.....
A note: This is my first fanfic everyone! * Claps hands with delight * So any way I hope you guys enjoy, and send me lots of yummy reviews ha ha. I'm sorry it isn't that long, but that is just because it is the first chapter. I promise that the next ones will be longer. I will probably update once a week, maybe more, maybe less depending on school work (yuck) Ok now im done with all of my rambling, so now READ PLEASE!!
"DUBBLEDORE!" cried Neville. Harry looked to see Dumbledore rushing down the steps. Sirius black was still dueling with Bellatrix. Harry watched as the beam of red light hit Sirius squarely in the chest. For what seemed like an eternity, Sirius fell through that entrancing veil. "SIRIUS, NOOOOO....
Harry sat straight up in his 4-poster bed, his legs tangled in the sheets. He always visited that miserable day in his dreams. Sometimes he saved Sirius in time in the dream, sometimes he even fell through the veil himself, but whatever it was, the feeling upon waking up was never pleasant.
After a few minutes of uncomfortable twisting and turning, he decided that he couldn't sleep any longer, with what was all on his mind.
He walked downstairs to the common room, where it was empty and dark, the fire being out, only the coals glowing. Harry guessed it was maybe 1 or 2 in the morning. He leaned up against the window, and just stared out into the star scattered sky.
Stop blaming yourself for this Harry, He told himself. Dumbledore told you if not a hundred times, that it was entirely his fault that Sirius died that night. Why can't you just accept the facts?
But he could not accept the facts. Tears started slowly streaming down his face. His thoughts were interrupted when he sensed someone standing behind him. He saw a girl with flaming red hair, in her pajamas.
"Oh, Ginny it's you," he said while quickly trying to wipe the tears away.
Ginny sighed. "Harry, you don't have to pretend you weren't crying. It is okay to let your feelings out every once in a while. It is okay to miss Sirius."
Harry managed a weak smile. "Thanks Gin, you really know how to comfort people, you know that right?"
"I guess I just have that special touch."
Harry's thoughts wandered off their topic of conversation and asked, "Why did you come down here, you couldn't sleep?"
Ginny walked over to the closest armchair, and sat down. She looked at Harry's dark outline by the window, and answered, "Well sorta, I mean I can't believe that tomorrow is our last day, and I'm going to be by myself. No more 7th year friends, no Ron, no Hermione... or you.
Harry motioned for Ginny to scoot over, and Harry sat down next to her in the chair. "First of all, I don't think you should worry that much about not seeing us. I mean Ron is your brother; I shall force him to write you once a week, so that you don't feel lonely." He paused as Ginny laughed. "As for Hermione, and me we will both write to you as well. Also don't forget Christmas and Easter break."
Ginny smiled, and hugged Harry. "Thanks Harry, yeah now that I think about it, next year wont be so bad." "Yeah, said Harry. "It's so weird. Over the 7-year span I've been here, I've come face to face with Voldemort 6 times. And then just a few months ago, with me finally defeating him and all"....he trailed off a bit.
He never mentioned what happened between him and Voldemort to anybody. He felt he should keep the memory private, at least for a little while. Ginny waited for him to start up again. "Yet I can only think of the unimportant things that have happened.", he finished.
"I know exactly what you mean Harry. Like when Luna Lovegood came to class one day wearing radishes as earrings." They both had a good hearty laugh. Harry hardly ever laughed like that these days, and he needed it.
After a good hour had gone by of exchanging stupid stories, they both decided it would be best to go get some more sleep. After all, they didn't want to waste their last day- especially Harry- sleeping in late.
Harry settled down into his bed before drinking a glass of water. He fell asleep right away, having certainly more pleasant dreams then before...
To be continued.....