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Ginny rolled over to her side and stared up at him. "That's the point of life, is to be as complicating as possible so you have hundreds of stories to tell when you're old and grey and people can say 'There he goes again'".
Harry's laugh shook the bed. "I bet I'll be one of those guys who's grandchild will shout out 'DEMENTORS!' just to watch me spring into action."
"By then you probably won't be able to do any springing." Ginny propped herself on her elbow and watched Harry closely. He was deep in thought, something was bugging him and she knew it. "What ever you want to ask Harry, just ask it." His head whipped around and stared at her in shock.
"Can you bring people back to life?" His voice was a whisper and tears were stinging his eyes.
"I can't bring him back."
"Why not?!" Harry stood and glared at her. She had just admitted she could bring people back just not him. "Why not him, why not Sirius?" Ginny sat up slowly.
"For two reasons Harry. The first is he's been gone too long and second and most importantly there was no body to bring back to life. Harry I'm sorry." Harry had collapsed to the floor in silent tears. Ginny knelt beside him and wrapped her arms around his shoulders.
"Harry I know you're not going to believe me but I understand your pain of watching him die, Of knowing he is gone forever. But that's just it Harry, he's not completely gone, his memory shall never disappear and your love for him cannot die. Plus he's with your mum and dad now, he's not alone and neither are you." Harry sobbed even harder holding her around her waist tightly. Slowly his sobs died and he was able to calm down.
"Thank you." He murmured into her neck still not letting go of her. "For understanding, for not pushing me."
"Don't worry about it Harry. You're human no matter what the Quibbler may say." Harry let out a snort and let go of Ginny. Ginny smiled at him softly and helped him to his feet. "You may want to wait for the redness to fade before you make an appearance." Harry nodded and proceeded to collapse on her bed pulling her with him.
"Hey!" Ginny exclaimed as she landed on Harry's stomach. "That was uncalled for Mr. Potter. Now let me up."
"I will if you answer me this. Are you per say ticklish?" With that he began tickling her sides as she giggled helplessly. After several breathless minutes he let her ago and she plopped onto the floor.
"That was not nice." She pouted on the floor as Harry headed towards the door.
"Dinner's about ready, better hurry before Ron eats all the food. Ginny hopped up and jumped on his back almost causing him to fall.
"I want a piggy back ride and I believe you cannot refuse me." Harry chuckled and adjusted her so she didn't fall.
"No on could Ginevra." Ginny's heart jumped slightly as her name rolled off his tongue.
"I think I'll go back to Ginny, everyone would like that better any how." She said as she slid off Harry's back and they headed into the kitchen.
"Good I hate calling you Ginevra." Ron spoke as she sat down across from him. Everyone laughed and some agreed with him.
Harry smiled as Mrs. Weasley brought a huge chocolate cake to the table. Everyone sung happy birthday to him and he blew out the seventeen candles ontop of the cake. He had half expected them to blow up or something but lucky for him nothing of the sort happened.
Every had large portions of the cake at the insistence of the Mrs. Weasley. Ron and Hermione had pulled him out into the living room when everyone became preoccupied with their own conversations.
"So when you were with Ginny did she tell you anything about the school?" Hermione asked which drew looks from the boys. "What?"
"Hasn't she told you?" Ron said looking like a confused fish.
Hermione blushed deeply. "Well no. She refuses to tell me anything about mainly the legend and sometimes she'll tell me things she can actually do."
"Then what are you two always talking about." Ron demanded.
"That's the thing Ron, we aren't really talking its mainly me asking question after question and her changing the topic. She's rather impossible you know." Hermione hissed out angrily. Harry wanted nothing more to leave. This was going to get ugly fast.
Hermione had confessed last year that she hadn't really liked Ginny all that much, but she hid it well. Always exchanging pleasantries and such. Hermione had always thought that Ginny was an attention seeking little girl. Harry wasn't sure if she still felt that way but he knew that he would soon find out as would the rest of the house.
"Well maybe she doesn't like you being so nosy all the time. It's not like she's your best mate!" Ron's voice was steadily getting louder causing Harry to wince. The two weren't even aware that there was anyone else in the world at this point.
"And I'm glad of it! She is only doing this for attention Ronald! She's an annoying and conniving little child!" Hermione yelled at him. Harry was about to say something when Hermione screamed in pain and fell to the ground. Ron had sunk to her side immediately and began asking what was wrong.
Tears flooded Hermione's eyes as she clutched her ankle which was bent in a most unnatural way, there was no doubt it was broken. At this point Harry noticed everyone rushing into the living room and a short bob of red hair walking calmly up the steps.
Harry ran up the stairs and began banging on Ginny's door. "Open the door Ginny." Harry spoke just above his normal tone. He stood shocked as Ginny threw open the door and yanked him inside closing the door behind him.
"Lock it. I know you can." Harry sent a couple locking charms at her door and turned back to star into her chocolate eyes. They were red and filled with tears.
"Ginevra." Harry spoke gently to her knowing full well she could lash out at him. "Couldn't you have done something less painful." Ginny laughed lightly.
"No I couldn't have Harry. She had not right saying those things. The thing is Harry I thought she was my friend, I did. I'm an idiot now that I look back on it but... oh Harry." Ginny laid onto her bed and began crying again. Harry sat down beside her and gently rubbed her back. "After my first year Harry I've been desperate for friends. Now I see all the time she ever treated me remotely nice was because she felt sorry for me and she felt she had an obligation to Ron. I had considered her my first friend and to find out it was all a lie..." She left the sentence hanging Harry already knowing there were no words to describe the pain she was feeling.
"You should still go heal it properly. You don't have to apologize, lets just go down there you can heal and we'll come right back here okay?" Harry spoke gently praying she would say okay.
"Alright but you can't ditch me." Ginny got up and walked downstairs. Her and Harry pushed through the pack of read hair till they reached Hermione.
Ginny knelt beside Hermione then locked her eyes with Hermione's. With a final glare Ginny grabbed Hermione's ankle. Hermione screamed as the pain got worse and then disappeared. Ginny stood quickly and followed Harry back to her room, the entire Weasley family staring after her.
Ginny rolled over to her side and stared up at him. "That's the point of life, is to be as complicating as possible so you have hundreds of stories to tell when you're old and grey and people can say 'There he goes again'".
Harry's laugh shook the bed. "I bet I'll be one of those guys who's grandchild will shout out 'DEMENTORS!' just to watch me spring into action."
"By then you probably won't be able to do any springing." Ginny propped herself on her elbow and watched Harry closely. He was deep in thought, something was bugging him and she knew it. "What ever you want to ask Harry, just ask it." His head whipped around and stared at her in shock.
"Can you bring people back to life?" His voice was a whisper and tears were stinging his eyes.
"I can't bring him back."
"Why not?!" Harry stood and glared at her. She had just admitted she could bring people back just not him. "Why not him, why not Sirius?" Ginny sat up slowly.
"For two reasons Harry. The first is he's been gone too long and second and most importantly there was no body to bring back to life. Harry I'm sorry." Harry had collapsed to the floor in silent tears. Ginny knelt beside him and wrapped her arms around his shoulders.
"Harry I know you're not going to believe me but I understand your pain of watching him die, Of knowing he is gone forever. But that's just it Harry, he's not completely gone, his memory shall never disappear and your love for him cannot die. Plus he's with your mum and dad now, he's not alone and neither are you." Harry sobbed even harder holding her around her waist tightly. Slowly his sobs died and he was able to calm down.
"Thank you." He murmured into her neck still not letting go of her. "For understanding, for not pushing me."
"Don't worry about it Harry. You're human no matter what the Quibbler may say." Harry let out a snort and let go of Ginny. Ginny smiled at him softly and helped him to his feet. "You may want to wait for the redness to fade before you make an appearance." Harry nodded and proceeded to collapse on her bed pulling her with him.
"Hey!" Ginny exclaimed as she landed on Harry's stomach. "That was uncalled for Mr. Potter. Now let me up."
"I will if you answer me this. Are you per say ticklish?" With that he began tickling her sides as she giggled helplessly. After several breathless minutes he let her ago and she plopped onto the floor.
"That was not nice." She pouted on the floor as Harry headed towards the door.
"Dinner's about ready, better hurry before Ron eats all the food. Ginny hopped up and jumped on his back almost causing him to fall.
"I want a piggy back ride and I believe you cannot refuse me." Harry chuckled and adjusted her so she didn't fall.
"No on could Ginevra." Ginny's heart jumped slightly as her name rolled off his tongue.
"I think I'll go back to Ginny, everyone would like that better any how." She said as she slid off Harry's back and they headed into the kitchen.
"Good I hate calling you Ginevra." Ron spoke as she sat down across from him. Everyone laughed and some agreed with him.
Harry smiled as Mrs. Weasley brought a huge chocolate cake to the table. Everyone sung happy birthday to him and he blew out the seventeen candles ontop of the cake. He had half expected them to blow up or something but lucky for him nothing of the sort happened.
Every had large portions of the cake at the insistence of the Mrs. Weasley. Ron and Hermione had pulled him out into the living room when everyone became preoccupied with their own conversations.
"So when you were with Ginny did she tell you anything about the school?" Hermione asked which drew looks from the boys. "What?"
"Hasn't she told you?" Ron said looking like a confused fish.
Hermione blushed deeply. "Well no. She refuses to tell me anything about mainly the legend and sometimes she'll tell me things she can actually do."
"Then what are you two always talking about." Ron demanded.
"That's the thing Ron, we aren't really talking its mainly me asking question after question and her changing the topic. She's rather impossible you know." Hermione hissed out angrily. Harry wanted nothing more to leave. This was going to get ugly fast.
Hermione had confessed last year that she hadn't really liked Ginny all that much, but she hid it well. Always exchanging pleasantries and such. Hermione had always thought that Ginny was an attention seeking little girl. Harry wasn't sure if she still felt that way but he knew that he would soon find out as would the rest of the house.
"Well maybe she doesn't like you being so nosy all the time. It's not like she's your best mate!" Ron's voice was steadily getting louder causing Harry to wince. The two weren't even aware that there was anyone else in the world at this point.
"And I'm glad of it! She is only doing this for attention Ronald! She's an annoying and conniving little child!" Hermione yelled at him. Harry was about to say something when Hermione screamed in pain and fell to the ground. Ron had sunk to her side immediately and began asking what was wrong.
Tears flooded Hermione's eyes as she clutched her ankle which was bent in a most unnatural way, there was no doubt it was broken. At this point Harry noticed everyone rushing into the living room and a short bob of red hair walking calmly up the steps.
Harry ran up the stairs and began banging on Ginny's door. "Open the door Ginny." Harry spoke just above his normal tone. He stood shocked as Ginny threw open the door and yanked him inside closing the door behind him.
"Lock it. I know you can." Harry sent a couple locking charms at her door and turned back to star into her chocolate eyes. They were red and filled with tears.
"Ginevra." Harry spoke gently to her knowing full well she could lash out at him. "Couldn't you have done something less painful." Ginny laughed lightly.
"No I couldn't have Harry. She had not right saying those things. The thing is Harry I thought she was my friend, I did. I'm an idiot now that I look back on it but... oh Harry." Ginny laid onto her bed and began crying again. Harry sat down beside her and gently rubbed her back. "After my first year Harry I've been desperate for friends. Now I see all the time she ever treated me remotely nice was because she felt sorry for me and she felt she had an obligation to Ron. I had considered her my first friend and to find out it was all a lie..." She left the sentence hanging Harry already knowing there were no words to describe the pain she was feeling.
"You should still go heal it properly. You don't have to apologize, lets just go down there you can heal and we'll come right back here okay?" Harry spoke gently praying she would say okay.
"Alright but you can't ditch me." Ginny got up and walked downstairs. Her and Harry pushed through the pack of read hair till they reached Hermione.
Ginny knelt beside Hermione then locked her eyes with Hermione's. With a final glare Ginny grabbed Hermione's ankle. Hermione screamed as the pain got worse and then disappeared. Ginny stood quickly and followed Harry back to her room, the entire Weasley family staring after her.