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Harry woke to a tapping on his window. He rolled over and groped for his glasses on his nightstand. He forced them on not quite being awake, since it was only about two o'clock in the morning. Harry groaned at the sight of his snow white owl flapping impatiently outside his window. Hedwig flew in hurriedly when Harry had finally opened the window. She held out her leg to him.
Harry untied the letter and Hedwig settled herself in the cage. He unraveled the letter to be greeted by his best mate's handwriting.
Harry
You will not believe this! Ginny is back well err she refuses to answer to Ginny now, she goes by Ginevra but I'll get to that later. She came home this evening before dinner, she apparated right into the kitchen Harry! She can apparate she's only sixteen Harry. Mum and Dad didn't even seem shocked by the apparition part; they were shocked by her appearance though.
Ginny has a tattoo! She has a Hebridean Black Dragon on her arm. It's on the top of her forearm its head rests on her wrist and its wings wrap under her arm while its tail wraps up her arm to her shoulder and you can see it shooting bright red flames onto her hand. Her entire right hand is engulfed in flames, its pretty cool. The dragon moves a little and the flames dance around on her hand.
Mum about freaked when she saw it. She kept asking "Why the Hebrdean Black?" It's like she knew Ginny was getting the damn tattoo. Dad just nodded his main problem was with Ginny's hair. She cut it up to her chin; Dad doesn't think respectable witches should have their hair so short.
She seemed happy to be home. I'm kinda glad she's home for good. She promised she'd tell me about her year at school soon, but she doesn't seem to keen on telling me. I think something's wrong, no one will tell me much about that school she went to, I'm glad she's coming back to Hogwarts.
Also Mum says Dumbledore is letting you come to the Burrow early. You'll be here for your birthday, Mum is going to throw you a huge party and Hermione's gonna help her. Just be glad Fred and George aren't planning it. I think my Dad will be there in a few days to get you so make sure you're packed and ready to go. Well I got to go to sleep. See you soon Harry
Ron
Harry glanced over the letter again. Ginny was home? Mrs. Weasley had made it seem she wouldn't be going back to Hogwarts. The ever annoying question entered his mind once more. Why did Ginevra Weasley go to a different school for her fifth year? Harry groaned and rolled over. Suddenly Ron's last paragraph entered his mind. He'd be at the burrow for his birthday and he would finally be 17 and be allowed to use magic. This was going to be the best summer ever.
"HARRY!" Harry stumbled as Hermione threw her arms around him as he walked through the front door of the burrow. Hermione stepped back and looked up at him. "My god Harry you got tall." He didn't have time to respond while he was surrounded by the Weasleys. He laughed as Mrs. Weasley pushed her sons aside and gave Harry a huge hug.
"My goodness Harry Hermione was right you sure have grown." He exchanged pleasantries with everyone else and he paused momentarily before accepting a hug from Ginny. He stared at her flaming hand since her robes covered the rest of her arm. He was brought out of his stupor when he heard her laugh lightly.
"Come on everyone dinner is about ready." Mrs. Weasley herded every one into the kitchen which seemed much larger then the last time he had seen it. After every one was seated and settled Mrs. Weasley, Hermione and Ginny served the food onto everyone's plates. "Harry it is so nice to have you." Mrs. Weasley commented to Harry as she sat down and every one had begun eating. Harry chatted happily with Ron about next years Quidditch team. Harry smiled at Hermione as he saw her grab Ron's hand under the table.
At the end of last year the two had finally gotten together and Hermione had been ecstatic. It had been a little un-nerving to watch the two snog in his dorm. But it had always been funny watching the two turn red when someone caught them going at which had happened quite a bit. Harry glanced around the entire Weasley family. Charlie and Ginny were talking about her tattoo. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were smiling contently at each other as Percy and Bill talked about different curses. Fred and George were conniving together quietly which made Harry involuntarily shudder, those two could be pretty cruel when they wanted to be.
"Harry, Harry, are you listening to me?" Ron drew his attention back to Quidditch. It felt good to be home.
Harry woke with a silent scream. His scar was on fire. He couldn't remember anything except his scar. The occlumency lessons had paid off and he no longer received visions and he knew Voldermort knew none of his thoughts and Harry was only aware of Voldermort's strong emotions. He had been angry; Harry had never felt him so pissed off. Harry put his glasses on and headed downstairs for something to drink.
Harry stepped carefully not to step on the creaky boards, which was a very difficult task in the Burrow. Harry slowed when he saw a light on in the kitchen. He walked warily towards wondering who would be up at this time of night. He had never expected it to be Ginny.
"Hullo Ginny." He mumbled as he stumbled toward the cupboard with the glasses concealed inside.
"Ginevra. Its Ginevra now Harry. And you scar is bright red does it hurt?" Ginny asked as he filled his glass with water and sat opposite of her. She looked up at him and he could see curiosity dancing there.
"Yes it does." Harry stared intently at her arm. The dragon's brilliant purple eyes seemed to watch him. "Why the tattoo Ginevra?" Ginny smiled at him ant stroked the dragon lovingly.
"Everyone from my school had to get one. It made me feel pretty homesick getting it. Now if I tell you the history behind my tattoo then you have to let me do something okay?" Harry looked at her warily but nodded his head anyway. "At the end of our training and don't bother asking about that, we were put in a line. Our instructor went up to each one of us and put on a hat that was like Hogwarts sorting hat. It was a female hat though. She spoke to me gently almost apologetic. She said I've chosen the Hebridean Black for you. Your past has been tainted by the darkest of magic and your soul has become aggressive in all your actions. Whether in attacking someone or loving them. You my child are one of the strongest and deadliest out there, use your gifts as you see fit. The next moment it felt as if my arm and hand had been set ablaze. I watched as my dragon erupted onto my skin. The others had stared in wonder. None of the others tattoo's had been made so visible or as large. And as that night went on I was the only one to receive the Hebridean Black, and I learned very few were ever given the Hebridean Black." She looked up at Harry knowing he wouldn't understand until she told him everything but she wasn't sure if she wanted to do that.
"It would help if I knew what this school was for, but I know you're not going to tell me. Now what is it you want to do me?" Ginny noticed the suggestive tone as he wiggled his eyebrows. She laughed lightly as she walked around to kneel by him.
"Does your scar still hurt?" He nodded yes. "Just don't freak out." Harry watched as her right hand covered his scar. His scar burned even more, he tried to pull away but he found he couldn't. Slowly the pain faded away until it was completely gone. Harry let out a long breath as she removed her hand. Harry stared in awe as the tattooed flames actually glowed.
"You're not gonna tell me what just happened are you?" She shook her head as a smile lit up her face. He chuckled even though he was slightly weirded out.
"Don't worry Harry you'll understand soon. And when ever your scar hurts come to me, promise me that Harry." Ginny had turned serious very fast.
"Ok Ginny, err Ginevra." She smiled at him as she stood and squeezed his shoulder lightly. He could still feel the heat radiating off of her hand. Something huge had happened at that school and now it was plaguing his mind even more now.
Harry woke to a tapping on his window. He rolled over and groped for his glasses on his nightstand. He forced them on not quite being awake, since it was only about two o'clock in the morning. Harry groaned at the sight of his snow white owl flapping impatiently outside his window. Hedwig flew in hurriedly when Harry had finally opened the window. She held out her leg to him.
Harry untied the letter and Hedwig settled herself in the cage. He unraveled the letter to be greeted by his best mate's handwriting.
Harry
You will not believe this! Ginny is back well err she refuses to answer to Ginny now, she goes by Ginevra but I'll get to that later. She came home this evening before dinner, she apparated right into the kitchen Harry! She can apparate she's only sixteen Harry. Mum and Dad didn't even seem shocked by the apparition part; they were shocked by her appearance though.
Ginny has a tattoo! She has a Hebridean Black Dragon on her arm. It's on the top of her forearm its head rests on her wrist and its wings wrap under her arm while its tail wraps up her arm to her shoulder and you can see it shooting bright red flames onto her hand. Her entire right hand is engulfed in flames, its pretty cool. The dragon moves a little and the flames dance around on her hand.
Mum about freaked when she saw it. She kept asking "Why the Hebrdean Black?" It's like she knew Ginny was getting the damn tattoo. Dad just nodded his main problem was with Ginny's hair. She cut it up to her chin; Dad doesn't think respectable witches should have their hair so short.
She seemed happy to be home. I'm kinda glad she's home for good. She promised she'd tell me about her year at school soon, but she doesn't seem to keen on telling me. I think something's wrong, no one will tell me much about that school she went to, I'm glad she's coming back to Hogwarts.
Also Mum says Dumbledore is letting you come to the Burrow early. You'll be here for your birthday, Mum is going to throw you a huge party and Hermione's gonna help her. Just be glad Fred and George aren't planning it. I think my Dad will be there in a few days to get you so make sure you're packed and ready to go. Well I got to go to sleep. See you soon Harry
Ron
Harry glanced over the letter again. Ginny was home? Mrs. Weasley had made it seem she wouldn't be going back to Hogwarts. The ever annoying question entered his mind once more. Why did Ginevra Weasley go to a different school for her fifth year? Harry groaned and rolled over. Suddenly Ron's last paragraph entered his mind. He'd be at the burrow for his birthday and he would finally be 17 and be allowed to use magic. This was going to be the best summer ever.
"HARRY!" Harry stumbled as Hermione threw her arms around him as he walked through the front door of the burrow. Hermione stepped back and looked up at him. "My god Harry you got tall." He didn't have time to respond while he was surrounded by the Weasleys. He laughed as Mrs. Weasley pushed her sons aside and gave Harry a huge hug.
"My goodness Harry Hermione was right you sure have grown." He exchanged pleasantries with everyone else and he paused momentarily before accepting a hug from Ginny. He stared at her flaming hand since her robes covered the rest of her arm. He was brought out of his stupor when he heard her laugh lightly.
"Come on everyone dinner is about ready." Mrs. Weasley herded every one into the kitchen which seemed much larger then the last time he had seen it. After every one was seated and settled Mrs. Weasley, Hermione and Ginny served the food onto everyone's plates. "Harry it is so nice to have you." Mrs. Weasley commented to Harry as she sat down and every one had begun eating. Harry chatted happily with Ron about next years Quidditch team. Harry smiled at Hermione as he saw her grab Ron's hand under the table.
At the end of last year the two had finally gotten together and Hermione had been ecstatic. It had been a little un-nerving to watch the two snog in his dorm. But it had always been funny watching the two turn red when someone caught them going at which had happened quite a bit. Harry glanced around the entire Weasley family. Charlie and Ginny were talking about her tattoo. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were smiling contently at each other as Percy and Bill talked about different curses. Fred and George were conniving together quietly which made Harry involuntarily shudder, those two could be pretty cruel when they wanted to be.
"Harry, Harry, are you listening to me?" Ron drew his attention back to Quidditch. It felt good to be home.
Harry woke with a silent scream. His scar was on fire. He couldn't remember anything except his scar. The occlumency lessons had paid off and he no longer received visions and he knew Voldermort knew none of his thoughts and Harry was only aware of Voldermort's strong emotions. He had been angry; Harry had never felt him so pissed off. Harry put his glasses on and headed downstairs for something to drink.
Harry stepped carefully not to step on the creaky boards, which was a very difficult task in the Burrow. Harry slowed when he saw a light on in the kitchen. He walked warily towards wondering who would be up at this time of night. He had never expected it to be Ginny.
"Hullo Ginny." He mumbled as he stumbled toward the cupboard with the glasses concealed inside.
"Ginevra. Its Ginevra now Harry. And you scar is bright red does it hurt?" Ginny asked as he filled his glass with water and sat opposite of her. She looked up at him and he could see curiosity dancing there.
"Yes it does." Harry stared intently at her arm. The dragon's brilliant purple eyes seemed to watch him. "Why the tattoo Ginevra?" Ginny smiled at him ant stroked the dragon lovingly.
"Everyone from my school had to get one. It made me feel pretty homesick getting it. Now if I tell you the history behind my tattoo then you have to let me do something okay?" Harry looked at her warily but nodded his head anyway. "At the end of our training and don't bother asking about that, we were put in a line. Our instructor went up to each one of us and put on a hat that was like Hogwarts sorting hat. It was a female hat though. She spoke to me gently almost apologetic. She said I've chosen the Hebridean Black for you. Your past has been tainted by the darkest of magic and your soul has become aggressive in all your actions. Whether in attacking someone or loving them. You my child are one of the strongest and deadliest out there, use your gifts as you see fit. The next moment it felt as if my arm and hand had been set ablaze. I watched as my dragon erupted onto my skin. The others had stared in wonder. None of the others tattoo's had been made so visible or as large. And as that night went on I was the only one to receive the Hebridean Black, and I learned very few were ever given the Hebridean Black." She looked up at Harry knowing he wouldn't understand until she told him everything but she wasn't sure if she wanted to do that.
"It would help if I knew what this school was for, but I know you're not going to tell me. Now what is it you want to do me?" Ginny noticed the suggestive tone as he wiggled his eyebrows. She laughed lightly as she walked around to kneel by him.
"Does your scar still hurt?" He nodded yes. "Just don't freak out." Harry watched as her right hand covered his scar. His scar burned even more, he tried to pull away but he found he couldn't. Slowly the pain faded away until it was completely gone. Harry let out a long breath as she removed her hand. Harry stared in awe as the tattooed flames actually glowed.
"You're not gonna tell me what just happened are you?" She shook her head as a smile lit up her face. He chuckled even though he was slightly weirded out.
"Don't worry Harry you'll understand soon. And when ever your scar hurts come to me, promise me that Harry." Ginny had turned serious very fast.
"Ok Ginny, err Ginevra." She smiled at him as she stood and squeezed his shoulder lightly. He could still feel the heat radiating off of her hand. Something huge had happened at that school and now it was plaguing his mind even more now.