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Chapter Nine
72 hours…and counting
Tuesday, 1:30 pm
Hermione smiled to herself as she heard Ron greeting Ginny at the door. Time to see just how strong Ginny's resistance was.
She closed the flap on the box as Ron led Ginny into the room.
"Hey Hermione." Ginny said, smiling.
"Hey Gin, I have everything for today ready." She indicated to the box beside her
"Hermione you have no idea how grateful I am to you! I would never have been able to do this on my own!"
Hermione smiled and exchanged a sly glance with Ron.
Ginny came and sat down beside her. Pulling the box into her lap, she opened the flap and started to flip through.
And saw Harry. And more Harry. And more.
Ginny turned accusingly to Hermione but was surprised to see that she was absorbed in her own work.
Feeling Ginny's stare on her, Hermione looked up. "Something wrong Ginny?" She asked, concerned.
Ginny studied Hermione critically until she was sure that the concern was genuine.
"Oh, its nothing." She said, turning back to the box. "Just a Harry overload." She muttered.
"What's that?" Hermione asked.
"Nothing." Ginny muttered again, pulling the photos out. "Lets get started."
Tuesday, 6:30 pm
Ginny felt like screaming.
She'd been doing everything in her power to push thoughts of Harry to the back of her mind, but staring at his face for 5 hours straight made that pretty hard.
Almost every photo she'd gone through had featured Harry.
The Gryffindor Quidditch team, tired, sweaty, but happy after having won the Quidditch Cup; Harry with the Weasley family at Christmas; Ron, Hermione, Harry at their graduation, Harry and Ginny at the same event, looking joyously forward to a better life without Voldemort. Or so she thought.
Ginny shook her head wearily as she stood up. She needed to get out of there.
"You're not going to stay for dinner Ginny?" Hermione asked, looking up. "I thought we could do some more tonight"
"No, I'm a bit tired, do you mind if I leave the last part to you? We're almost finished anyway."
"No, it's alright, you do look a bit tired. Go home and get some sleep."
After Ginny had left, Ron found Hermione still sitting in the lounge. Looking up, Hermione smiled slyly at her husband.
"I think we got to her."
Wednesday, 7:30 pm
"Ange, that was absolutely delicious." Ginny said, as she pushed her plate away. "I am stuffed."
Angelina smiled. "Thanks Gin. Glad you like it. You should come over more often."
"Yeah," Fred chimed in. "I don't see my little sister enough."
Ginny smiled. She was about to say something else when a brooch on Angelina's shirt caught her eye. A gold brooch with the entwined letters A and F.
Ginny stood suddenly and pointed accusingly.
"You're conspiring with him aren't you?"
Fred looked up at her, confused.
"Gin, what are you talking about?"
Ginny wagged her finger at him.
"Don't give me that Fred Weasley. You're helping Harry aren't you? And that brooch," She said, pointing at Angelina. "You're wearing that brooch so that I'll get confused and think about Harry and thinking about Harry will make me want to go to dinner and then I'll go to dinner and it'll bring back all these memories and before I know it, I'll be taking him back…" Ginny said flustered, shaking her head in bewilderment.
Angelina stood up.
"What are you talking about Ginny? Fred gave me this brooch for Christmas last year. I wear it all the time"
Ginny looked up. "He did?" She asked in a small voice.
"Yeah," came Fred's concerned voice. "I thought it was pretty. Are you okay Gin? What are you talking about Harry for? Is there something going on that we should know about?"
"Uh, no, no, sorry, I was just rambling about nothing, I've just had a confusing few days…I think I should probably go."
"Okay," Angelina said in a worried voice as she followed Ginny to the door. "Well, we'll see you at the party on Friday then."
"Yes, yes okay." Ginny muttered. "Thanks for dinner, it was great."
"Bye Gin." Fred said as he closed the door.
Turning around, he saw Angelina standing behind him, taking off her brooch.
"Do you think it worked?" She asked
Fred grinned. "Yes, yes I think it worked."
Thursday, 10:30 am
Ginny sighed as she walked towards Weasleys Wizarding Wheezes. George had called her up and asked her to come in and help for a few hours, as Fred was currently detained because his kids had accidentally caused half their house to catch on fire. She didn't ask.
Besides, working in the shop would hopefully keep her mind of Harry and tonight. If she'd though she was confused before, now she was just completely baffled. It was almost as if the harder she tried not to think about Harry, the more he'd managed to pop up into her life. The photos at Hermiones, Angelina's brooch…
If she was a suspicious person, she would think they were all scheming against her but the concern she'd seen on both Hermione and Angelina's faces had been enough to quash those uncertainties.
No, it was just her. Ever since she'd gotten that letter, she couldn't get Harry out of her mind. It was almost as if she was subconsciously trying to convince herself to go. Which she wouldn't be, because if she went she would basically be cheating on Nick and that wasn't the kind of person she was. Was she?
No, she told herself. She wasn't going to think about Harry for at least the next 5 hours.
Confident, she pushed the door to Weasleys Wizarding Wheezes open and came face to face with…
Harry.
'Dear Merlin.' She thought wearily. 'Someone up there is working against me.'
"Hey Gin." He said softly, his green eyes warm.
"Hey Harry." She replied, trying hard not to look him directly in the eye. "So, how's stuff?"
Harry smiled slightly. "Stuff is okay." He replied nonchalantly. "I hope it will get better tonight though."
"Oh?" Ginny said weakly.
"Yes," Harry said softly, stepping slightly closer. "In fact, if things go the way I hope, tomorrow I will be the happiest man on the planet."
Ginny stared down at her shoes, trying desperately to ignore the feeling of warmth that spread through her body at Harry's closeness.
"Well," Harry said, stepping back. "I hope to see you soon Ginny."
Ginny nodded and watched as he gave her one last look and turned to leave.
She was still watching the door when she heard George bound up the stairs from the storeroom.
"Hi Gin!" He called. "Why so confused?"
Thursday, 6:31 pm
Ginny sat at the edge of her bed watching the gold brooch, which lay on her dressing table. A minute ago, it had glowed slightly, and she knew it was now active.
One step. It was only one step away. All she had to do was stand up, reach over, and touch it.
One step away…
Thursday, 6:58 pm
Harry sighed as he put his head in his hands. Two minutes, he told himself. There were still two minutes to go…
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