Disclaimer: I should of done this eariler. Harry Potter and all related material is copyrighted under JK Rawlings and Warners Bros. I pretend not at all to own them, however this story and Gwendolyn belongs to me. No part of this story can be used without permission. (Why would you though?)
Chapter 5
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Much to Gwendolyn's delight she found a sleek little owl waiting for her downstairs in the kitchen nearly a week after she last saw Ginny. A letter was also present for Molly and Arthur. Gwendolyn tore open the parchment with euthansim.
"Gwendolyn,
I'm sorry I haven't written right away but here I am. I got your letter about two days ago and am glad all is going well at your new school. It has been wonderful to be here at Hogswart, meeting up with all of my old mates. Going to class hasn't been the highlight but being good friends with the school's genius has its benefits." Ginny appeared to pause here. "That's Hermione," she wrote as an afterthought.
"I'm afraid I have Quidditch practice already and must run. Please write soon." She ended the letter with a Ginny Weasley in a flourish signature with a large s underneath and written in a tack so the words shared the same S was Sorry So Short. Along the margin a doodled ivy vine inched along the page, curling around the edges. Disappeared and reappeared as it was just drawn. Some leaves and blossoms bloomed before a permanent pattern formed.
Gwendolyn found herself tracing the pattern with her fingers. The realization of living with real magic seemed sometimes almost too impossible to believe. Yet here she was, completely submerged in this new world. And loving very moment of it! She thought, a large smile blooming on her face as she greeted Molly and Arthur. Sometimes she felt like she was going to wake up and realize that it was an amazing dream and she would be waking up in one of Uncle David's homes. But no, here she was, living in a house (with a ghost! Gwendolyn still shuddered at the thoughts) and expected to do chores. Not the standard ones that she planed on but helping Molly rid the house of creatures that Gwendolyn only heard from fairytales.
Gwendolyn grabbed the keys to the car from the ledge by the door and slipped them in her purse. It was Saturday but she got up early, promising to take Arthur and Molly shopping Muggle style and to a European football game. As much as her affection has grown to her host family she couldn't bear to let Arthur drive her car. Perhaps it was Molly's story one night of how he could make a Ford fly. A flying car would be mad fun but not her Aston. She developed an attachment to the car after her first drive. Maybe next week, she thought.
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October 1st
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"Post," Ron mumbled between bites of toast and jam. Hermione just gave him a look and he swallowed. "What?" he croaked as he reached for his milk.
Hermione reached over and grabbed the Daily Prophet. "You don't have to state the obvious, Ron."
Ron started to open his mouth to begin a friendly row with Hermione when his sister leaned over him to pick a snow-white envelope that had her name on it. "It's from Gwendolyn!" Ginny exclaimed as she tore open the letter. After scanning the contents, she sat down next to Ron. "She asked me to share the letter with you."
Ron fought the urge to roll his eyes. What was the big deal with this Muggle anyway? The girls knew her for what, one day and instantly best friends. Doesn't she have any other friends?
" . . . After a month into the school year," Ginny was saying, Ron realized he missed the beginning of the letter. Annoyed more at himself for being lost in his thoughts, he listened in. "I have easily fallen into the routine here. One of the biggest challenges is to wake up much earlier to get to school. It's not like before where the residence, meal hall and classrooms where all in walking distance. I'm sure you understand considering that you don't even have to step outside for most classes.
"I have joined the school's art club, so twice a week I stay late after school to paint or draw or use which ever medium we choose. Every Tuesday you work on whatever you like, where Thursdays is a bit more structured. I had a few of my older works sent in to enhance my portfolio. I showed them to your parents and was flabbergasted . . .." "Who writes flabbergasted?" Harry grinned, knowing exactly where this story was going to lead up to. Ron took note of the grin Ginny flashed him as she continued. ".... At Molly's and Arthur's shock that my portraits didn't move. Now Ginny, I am learning about your world, and have been informed about how magical photographs change all the time but never realized that actual paintings shared this ability. We were due for a trip to Diagon Alley anyway, so after I visited your brothers' joke shop (and purchased the fainting spell candy. It's fantastical! I can't wait to put it to use!) I purchased some wizardry arts supplies.
"I do love visiting the twins, and I have been starting to be able to tell the two apart. Which is quite difficult. I have been to a Quidditch match, and must admit that the game is very thrilling. However, I still love my football and hockey games as well. (I've taken you're father to a football came. Manchester was playing, what an exciting match!)
"Well Ginny, I'm afraid my math class is coming to an end so I must finish up." Hermione frowned at Gwendolyn's distraction from class. "Yes you can borrow some more clothes. I'll sort through them and send some next week. I believe Molly is preparing a parcel of some sorts. I'm truly interested in what exactly goes into a care package.
"Thank you Hermione for sending recommending readings, "Hogswarts: A History". I am nearly done, just rounding out the end of the 1800s. I'll be starting the others shortly.
"For Harry, I have recently concurred that you are seeing something special. Honesty is the best policy. Be careful though, I hate to see you break it by being careless." Ginny was starting to turn pink and Harry gave Ginny's foot a nudge under the table. A friendly but we'll talk later look crossed his face.
"Finally Ron." Ron may have missed the look between his sister and friend but he knew what Gwendolyn was hinting at. Best to get it all out, he thought. Though the chit was being quite bold about it. "Thank you for explaining to me about your ghost. It has been quite polite lately, only waking me up once or twice a week. I still haven't ventured upstairs alone but perhaps by Christmas I can introduce myself.
"Take care, Gwendolyn
"PS: Good luck on your upcoming Quidditch match. Please don't fall!"
"That was awfully nice of her," Hermione said holding out her hand so Ginny could pass her the letter. "Peculiar though, she doesn't know what goes into a care package. Her living aboard, you think her parents would of sent her one.
Harry nodded. "It is strange but I believe that she loves being in Mr. and Mrs.Weasley's company."
"I think, that having Gwendolyn around is good for Mum and Dad," Ginny decided. "It must be hard for them to have us all away. Gwendolyn has been a good sport about everything and loves to take them out to explore the Muggle world. Dad's in his glory."
Ron had to agree. He received letters from his parents about the places Gwendolyn had taken them. The girl didn't seem to worry about money, and spent it on the Weasley whenever she could. She treated them to outings.
His family may be benefiting from Gwendolyn's generosity but it had him wonder. What exactly is she receiving from the arrangement?
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Okay! Another chapter done. I really had a hard time finishing this one but I needed to lay some groundwork for the next few chapters.
I have been doing some thinking and realized that I haven't come up for a proper title. "Exchange" is, well, silly and boring. So if you have an idea, please let me know. I decided to hold it like a contest of sorts. If the winner wants, I can have them make a cameo into the story. Either at Hogswarts or the British English School (I haven't named it either!). All I would need would be name, physical description and general personality. This can resemble yourself, a RP character or one that you just made up. If not, that's fine too. You'll have bragging rights, and have you're pen name in the disclaimer. So in the review section, leave me possible title names . . .. I need a better title (I know this is hard after only 5 chapters however I believe you're'll up to the challenge and I'll let it span over a few chapters and let you know when its closed.
Just a few comments:
Miss Not Sane: Thanks for both reviews; sorry I missed the first one. I'm glad you stuck with the story!
Hunni07: Yes, I knew that canards are duck. Where I go to school there was a duck pond in view from le fenêtre dans la salle de français. (Please let me have my masc. and fem. right!) Yeah ceremonial robes are dress robes but Gwendolyn saw them more as ceremonial . . . .I don't know why but it seemed to fit.
jc 2021: So sorry about getting your name wrong! Thanks for the encouragement
Joi: I serve to please. As I said before this chapter was really hard to get out. Sorry it's later but I'll try to get the next one out sooner
Crystal-Gaze: I'm glad you're back. Yeah, something is building up between those too but how and why are the important parts.
Chapter 5
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Much to Gwendolyn's delight she found a sleek little owl waiting for her downstairs in the kitchen nearly a week after she last saw Ginny. A letter was also present for Molly and Arthur. Gwendolyn tore open the parchment with euthansim.
"Gwendolyn,
I'm sorry I haven't written right away but here I am. I got your letter about two days ago and am glad all is going well at your new school. It has been wonderful to be here at Hogswart, meeting up with all of my old mates. Going to class hasn't been the highlight but being good friends with the school's genius has its benefits." Ginny appeared to pause here. "That's Hermione," she wrote as an afterthought.
"I'm afraid I have Quidditch practice already and must run. Please write soon." She ended the letter with a Ginny Weasley in a flourish signature with a large s underneath and written in a tack so the words shared the same S was Sorry So Short. Along the margin a doodled ivy vine inched along the page, curling around the edges. Disappeared and reappeared as it was just drawn. Some leaves and blossoms bloomed before a permanent pattern formed.
Gwendolyn found herself tracing the pattern with her fingers. The realization of living with real magic seemed sometimes almost too impossible to believe. Yet here she was, completely submerged in this new world. And loving very moment of it! She thought, a large smile blooming on her face as she greeted Molly and Arthur. Sometimes she felt like she was going to wake up and realize that it was an amazing dream and she would be waking up in one of Uncle David's homes. But no, here she was, living in a house (with a ghost! Gwendolyn still shuddered at the thoughts) and expected to do chores. Not the standard ones that she planed on but helping Molly rid the house of creatures that Gwendolyn only heard from fairytales.
Gwendolyn grabbed the keys to the car from the ledge by the door and slipped them in her purse. It was Saturday but she got up early, promising to take Arthur and Molly shopping Muggle style and to a European football game. As much as her affection has grown to her host family she couldn't bear to let Arthur drive her car. Perhaps it was Molly's story one night of how he could make a Ford fly. A flying car would be mad fun but not her Aston. She developed an attachment to the car after her first drive. Maybe next week, she thought.
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October 1st
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"Post," Ron mumbled between bites of toast and jam. Hermione just gave him a look and he swallowed. "What?" he croaked as he reached for his milk.
Hermione reached over and grabbed the Daily Prophet. "You don't have to state the obvious, Ron."
Ron started to open his mouth to begin a friendly row with Hermione when his sister leaned over him to pick a snow-white envelope that had her name on it. "It's from Gwendolyn!" Ginny exclaimed as she tore open the letter. After scanning the contents, she sat down next to Ron. "She asked me to share the letter with you."
Ron fought the urge to roll his eyes. What was the big deal with this Muggle anyway? The girls knew her for what, one day and instantly best friends. Doesn't she have any other friends?
" . . . After a month into the school year," Ginny was saying, Ron realized he missed the beginning of the letter. Annoyed more at himself for being lost in his thoughts, he listened in. "I have easily fallen into the routine here. One of the biggest challenges is to wake up much earlier to get to school. It's not like before where the residence, meal hall and classrooms where all in walking distance. I'm sure you understand considering that you don't even have to step outside for most classes.
"I have joined the school's art club, so twice a week I stay late after school to paint or draw or use which ever medium we choose. Every Tuesday you work on whatever you like, where Thursdays is a bit more structured. I had a few of my older works sent in to enhance my portfolio. I showed them to your parents and was flabbergasted . . .." "Who writes flabbergasted?" Harry grinned, knowing exactly where this story was going to lead up to. Ron took note of the grin Ginny flashed him as she continued. ".... At Molly's and Arthur's shock that my portraits didn't move. Now Ginny, I am learning about your world, and have been informed about how magical photographs change all the time but never realized that actual paintings shared this ability. We were due for a trip to Diagon Alley anyway, so after I visited your brothers' joke shop (and purchased the fainting spell candy. It's fantastical! I can't wait to put it to use!) I purchased some wizardry arts supplies.
"I do love visiting the twins, and I have been starting to be able to tell the two apart. Which is quite difficult. I have been to a Quidditch match, and must admit that the game is very thrilling. However, I still love my football and hockey games as well. (I've taken you're father to a football came. Manchester was playing, what an exciting match!)
"Well Ginny, I'm afraid my math class is coming to an end so I must finish up." Hermione frowned at Gwendolyn's distraction from class. "Yes you can borrow some more clothes. I'll sort through them and send some next week. I believe Molly is preparing a parcel of some sorts. I'm truly interested in what exactly goes into a care package.
"Thank you Hermione for sending recommending readings, "Hogswarts: A History". I am nearly done, just rounding out the end of the 1800s. I'll be starting the others shortly.
"For Harry, I have recently concurred that you are seeing something special. Honesty is the best policy. Be careful though, I hate to see you break it by being careless." Ginny was starting to turn pink and Harry gave Ginny's foot a nudge under the table. A friendly but we'll talk later look crossed his face.
"Finally Ron." Ron may have missed the look between his sister and friend but he knew what Gwendolyn was hinting at. Best to get it all out, he thought. Though the chit was being quite bold about it. "Thank you for explaining to me about your ghost. It has been quite polite lately, only waking me up once or twice a week. I still haven't ventured upstairs alone but perhaps by Christmas I can introduce myself.
"Take care, Gwendolyn
"PS: Good luck on your upcoming Quidditch match. Please don't fall!"
"That was awfully nice of her," Hermione said holding out her hand so Ginny could pass her the letter. "Peculiar though, she doesn't know what goes into a care package. Her living aboard, you think her parents would of sent her one.
Harry nodded. "It is strange but I believe that she loves being in Mr. and Mrs.Weasley's company."
"I think, that having Gwendolyn around is good for Mum and Dad," Ginny decided. "It must be hard for them to have us all away. Gwendolyn has been a good sport about everything and loves to take them out to explore the Muggle world. Dad's in his glory."
Ron had to agree. He received letters from his parents about the places Gwendolyn had taken them. The girl didn't seem to worry about money, and spent it on the Weasley whenever she could. She treated them to outings.
His family may be benefiting from Gwendolyn's generosity but it had him wonder. What exactly is she receiving from the arrangement?
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Okay! Another chapter done. I really had a hard time finishing this one but I needed to lay some groundwork for the next few chapters.
I have been doing some thinking and realized that I haven't come up for a proper title. "Exchange" is, well, silly and boring. So if you have an idea, please let me know. I decided to hold it like a contest of sorts. If the winner wants, I can have them make a cameo into the story. Either at Hogswarts or the British English School (I haven't named it either!). All I would need would be name, physical description and general personality. This can resemble yourself, a RP character or one that you just made up. If not, that's fine too. You'll have bragging rights, and have you're pen name in the disclaimer. So in the review section, leave me possible title names . . .. I need a better title (I know this is hard after only 5 chapters however I believe you're'll up to the challenge and I'll let it span over a few chapters and let you know when its closed.
Just a few comments:
Miss Not Sane: Thanks for both reviews; sorry I missed the first one. I'm glad you stuck with the story!
Hunni07: Yes, I knew that canards are duck. Where I go to school there was a duck pond in view from le fenêtre dans la salle de français. (Please let me have my masc. and fem. right!) Yeah ceremonial robes are dress robes but Gwendolyn saw them more as ceremonial . . . .I don't know why but it seemed to fit.
jc 2021: So sorry about getting your name wrong! Thanks for the encouragement
Joi: I serve to please. As I said before this chapter was really hard to get out. Sorry it's later but I'll try to get the next one out sooner
Crystal-Gaze: I'm glad you're back. Yeah, something is building up between those too but how and why are the important parts.