Hold on
Hold on to yourself for this is gonna hurt like hell
Hold on
Hold on to yourself
You know that only time can tell
What is it in me that refuses to believe
This isn't easier than the real thing
-Sarah Mclachlan Hold on
Ginny woke to her roommate Emily standing over her wand held out. Though her sleep was far from fitful she was still continually told she was impossible to get up in the morning.
"Is it morning already?" Ginny asked her groggily.
"Hurry," Emily said grabbing her dressing gown and fastening it around her "The alarm went off, we're under attack." Ginny jumped out of bed and grabbed her dressing gown and wand.
"When, how, who saw it? " She asked putting it on over her nightdress and making sure both her ring and locket were fastened around her neck.
"Professor Sprout saw it when the watch changed, there's dementors heading toward the school right now." Emily called behind her heading down to the common room. Ginny quickly gave the room a once over to make sure she hadn't forgotten anything and followed Emily down the stairs.
The common room was complete chaos; Professor McGonagall stood on top of a chair shooting sparks in the air, she looked like a wild woman with her hair falling out of its bun in giant wisps and her dressing gown half fastened. Everyone seemed to be talking at once, some were swapping rumors, some were trying to help McGonagall regain control and some were in hysterics. Realizing that sparks weren't going to work, Professor McGonagall cast a giant silencing charm throughout the room on everyone but her.
"Everyone calm down," she yelled even though she could easily be heard now. "The dark army is heading toward the school. If you are seventh year and would like to help please come with me, if not then know this: no matter what the cause our lives are all in danger. If you are coming with me please go and wait outside the portrait hole. As for the rest of you, when I leave I'm going to seal this behind me. No one will be able to get in or out once I leave." She went toward the portrait hole and waited while the entire seventh year class climbed out watching for sixth years and below who were trying to sneak out.
"Ms. Weasley," Ginny had her foot half way through the portrait when Professor McGonagall said her name. "The headmaster wishes to see you, use your port key." Ginny nodded and climbed out the portrait hole. Wondering what on earth the headmaster could want her for she snapped her bracelet twice and in a jolt felt herself pulled toward the headmaster's office.
Professor Albus Dumbledore sat at his desk looking extremely tired in a pair of navy blue colored pajamas with moons on them and a matching dressing gown. Ginny noted that his blue eyes weren't twinkling behind the half moon glasses and like herself he had big blue circles around his eyes.
"Ah, Ms. Weasley have a seat." Ginny sat and looked at him oddly wondering why he called her here at one in the morning in the midst of an attack to ask her to sit down. "Now we don't have much time but there is something I must discuss with you." His eyes seemed to pierce through her but she decided not to let it bother her. "Ms. Weasley I understand from Mr. Potter that you are engaged."
"Why did he tell you?" She asked surprised that this was why she was here.
"He is concerned for your safety, he asked that you stay up here until it's over." Ginny felt her face turn red with anger combined with her lack of sleep her temper exploded.
"Harry needs to stop being so noble, damn it," She yelled standing up "He can't do this alone, I am going to help weather hen damn likes it or not." Professor Dumbledore just looked at her mildly amused as if he had expected this. Of course he had know her mother very well and everyone who knew Molly Weasley knew her famous temper.
"Ms. Weasley, not only does Mr. Potter ask you to stay up here but your brother Ron orders it. As you might know you're still a minor and since Ron is your legal guardian for the time being I must honor his request and make sure you stay up here."
"This isn't fair," she yelled. "Ron is only just nineteen why do you have to take orders from him! I mean you have to be at least a hundred years older than him, can't you overrule him." Relising what she had said Ginny clamped a hand over her mouth and sat down mortified that she had just insulted the headmaster.
To her surprise he gave a little chuckle and held out a dish. "Lemon drop Ms. Weasley. They used to help calm your mother down when she went into a temper, it worked for Lily Potter too. Perhaps it's the red hair." He gave another little laugh and Ginny took a lemon drop to keep him happy. "I really must be going, I'm needed downstairs, help yourself to as many lemon drops as you like, I'm going to seal this behind me." He got up and walked toward the door. "Don't worry Ms. Weasley we'll all be fine," He reassured and then he was gone sealing the door behind him.
Desperate for escape she pulled out her wand and tapped the handle. "Alohomora," she tried as she expected the door didn't open. After trying every locking spell she went back to the desk to think for a moment. She could try to blast a hole in the wall but knowing Dumbledore the walls weren't going to let themselves be blasted.
Frustrated she fingered the dish of lemon drops, not pausing to think she picked it up and threw it at the door. Though it didn't open it relived her frustration. Still upset she picked up a large book from the desk titled Hogwarts a History: The Ultimate Edition. The book was so heavy it took two hands to throw but when she managed it the thud and the large dent in the wall were both very reassuring.
However she began to realize she wasn't going to get out of here by throwing things. Looking around the room her eyes rested on the window. Red velvet drapes hung on it they looked thick and heavy, perfect to parachute down with.
Ginny turned her wand on herself and used a spell that would turn her invisible. This way no one from outside would see a red headed girl locked in the headmaster's office once she removed the drapes.
She had learned this spell in Defense against the Dark Arts. Her teacher had said that few wizards could turn invisible without a cloak, but had taught her class the theory anyway. When Ginny had been writing her essay about it she decided the spell could be very useful and tried it. To her surprise she had managed it on her first try and now used it occasionally when she needed it. Now was one of those times.
In one fluid wand motion she had unattached the drapes from the wall and opened the giant window. She cast an invisibility charm on the drapes as well as one that would make them safe to glide down with. She grabbed them and was soon gliding down toward the ground just managing to avoid the curses now flying through the air. Though it was an exhilarating feeling Ginny felt relived when her feet touched solid ground. Staying invisible she looked around for her brother, she and Ron needed some words. Scanning the battle she saw a flash of red hair and walked toward it. As she walked she stunned any Death Eater she could see not noticing the stunned faces of the Aurors and Order members who had been fighting them. Approaching Ron she stunned the Death Eater he had been fighting and turned herself visible again.
"G-Ginny, what are you doing here? You were supposed to stay in the tower."
"See that's the thing Ron," She said lazily stunning another Death Eater. "I don't like having my brother tell me what to do so I thought-" She stunned one Hermione was fighting a short distance away. "That I'd come put here and help out." She gave him a little smile. "Now where is Harry?"
"He went toward that way awhile ago," Ron pointed toward the thick of the battle where Voldemort had to be. "Hermione and I have been working our way toward him."
"Thanks Ron," she called after her running toward where Ron had pointed.
"But Gin-"
"Let her go." Ron felt a hand on his shoulder and turned to see Hermione.
"She needs to be there."
"But so do we." Ron protested.
"Not as much as her. Let's go," she sent a jet of red light at a Death Eater who was attempting to kill them while they talked.
Ginny could feel the muddy grass squishing beneath her feet as she ran toward the thick of the battle. She could see Harry now; he was battling Lucius Malfoy. She ducked a jet of green light someone had sent at her and sent a jet of red light back, not looking to see if she'd stunned them or not. The night air was biting at her cheeks and rain was beginning to pour down in buckets making visibility difficult. She cast a water repelling charm on herself but it did nothing to make her less cold inside.
"Ginny," Harry called having finally stunned Malfoy Sr. "What are you doing here?" He came toward her looking her over, though at the moment she looked a mess she was still beautiful to him. She was soaking wet and covered in mud, her dressing gown clung to her slight figure and her shoulder length red hair hung down her back in a tangled mess. He noted that around her neck was his mothers ring along with a golden locket. Ginny looked Harry over as well.
He didn't look much better, his arms were bleeding from cuts and he too, was covered mud though he had at least had time to change out of his pajamas and into regular clothes.
Ginny was about to reply when a jet of green light shot between them and drew them out of their trance. Between them stood a man. He had a black hood covering his head, his eyes were scarlet colored, and his nose hardly two slits. He did indeed resemble a snake.
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Hold on to yourself for this is gonna hurt like hell
Hold on
Hold on to yourself
You know that only time can tell
What is it in me that refuses to believe
This isn't easier than the real thing
-Sarah Mclachlan Hold on
Ginny woke to her roommate Emily standing over her wand held out. Though her sleep was far from fitful she was still continually told she was impossible to get up in the morning.
"Is it morning already?" Ginny asked her groggily.
"Hurry," Emily said grabbing her dressing gown and fastening it around her "The alarm went off, we're under attack." Ginny jumped out of bed and grabbed her dressing gown and wand.
"When, how, who saw it? " She asked putting it on over her nightdress and making sure both her ring and locket were fastened around her neck.
"Professor Sprout saw it when the watch changed, there's dementors heading toward the school right now." Emily called behind her heading down to the common room. Ginny quickly gave the room a once over to make sure she hadn't forgotten anything and followed Emily down the stairs.
The common room was complete chaos; Professor McGonagall stood on top of a chair shooting sparks in the air, she looked like a wild woman with her hair falling out of its bun in giant wisps and her dressing gown half fastened. Everyone seemed to be talking at once, some were swapping rumors, some were trying to help McGonagall regain control and some were in hysterics. Realizing that sparks weren't going to work, Professor McGonagall cast a giant silencing charm throughout the room on everyone but her.
"Everyone calm down," she yelled even though she could easily be heard now. "The dark army is heading toward the school. If you are seventh year and would like to help please come with me, if not then know this: no matter what the cause our lives are all in danger. If you are coming with me please go and wait outside the portrait hole. As for the rest of you, when I leave I'm going to seal this behind me. No one will be able to get in or out once I leave." She went toward the portrait hole and waited while the entire seventh year class climbed out watching for sixth years and below who were trying to sneak out.
"Ms. Weasley," Ginny had her foot half way through the portrait when Professor McGonagall said her name. "The headmaster wishes to see you, use your port key." Ginny nodded and climbed out the portrait hole. Wondering what on earth the headmaster could want her for she snapped her bracelet twice and in a jolt felt herself pulled toward the headmaster's office.
Professor Albus Dumbledore sat at his desk looking extremely tired in a pair of navy blue colored pajamas with moons on them and a matching dressing gown. Ginny noted that his blue eyes weren't twinkling behind the half moon glasses and like herself he had big blue circles around his eyes.
"Ah, Ms. Weasley have a seat." Ginny sat and looked at him oddly wondering why he called her here at one in the morning in the midst of an attack to ask her to sit down. "Now we don't have much time but there is something I must discuss with you." His eyes seemed to pierce through her but she decided not to let it bother her. "Ms. Weasley I understand from Mr. Potter that you are engaged."
"Why did he tell you?" She asked surprised that this was why she was here.
"He is concerned for your safety, he asked that you stay up here until it's over." Ginny felt her face turn red with anger combined with her lack of sleep her temper exploded.
"Harry needs to stop being so noble, damn it," She yelled standing up "He can't do this alone, I am going to help weather hen damn likes it or not." Professor Dumbledore just looked at her mildly amused as if he had expected this. Of course he had know her mother very well and everyone who knew Molly Weasley knew her famous temper.
"Ms. Weasley, not only does Mr. Potter ask you to stay up here but your brother Ron orders it. As you might know you're still a minor and since Ron is your legal guardian for the time being I must honor his request and make sure you stay up here."
"This isn't fair," she yelled. "Ron is only just nineteen why do you have to take orders from him! I mean you have to be at least a hundred years older than him, can't you overrule him." Relising what she had said Ginny clamped a hand over her mouth and sat down mortified that she had just insulted the headmaster.
To her surprise he gave a little chuckle and held out a dish. "Lemon drop Ms. Weasley. They used to help calm your mother down when she went into a temper, it worked for Lily Potter too. Perhaps it's the red hair." He gave another little laugh and Ginny took a lemon drop to keep him happy. "I really must be going, I'm needed downstairs, help yourself to as many lemon drops as you like, I'm going to seal this behind me." He got up and walked toward the door. "Don't worry Ms. Weasley we'll all be fine," He reassured and then he was gone sealing the door behind him.
Desperate for escape she pulled out her wand and tapped the handle. "Alohomora," she tried as she expected the door didn't open. After trying every locking spell she went back to the desk to think for a moment. She could try to blast a hole in the wall but knowing Dumbledore the walls weren't going to let themselves be blasted.
Frustrated she fingered the dish of lemon drops, not pausing to think she picked it up and threw it at the door. Though it didn't open it relived her frustration. Still upset she picked up a large book from the desk titled Hogwarts a History: The Ultimate Edition. The book was so heavy it took two hands to throw but when she managed it the thud and the large dent in the wall were both very reassuring.
However she began to realize she wasn't going to get out of here by throwing things. Looking around the room her eyes rested on the window. Red velvet drapes hung on it they looked thick and heavy, perfect to parachute down with.
Ginny turned her wand on herself and used a spell that would turn her invisible. This way no one from outside would see a red headed girl locked in the headmaster's office once she removed the drapes.
She had learned this spell in Defense against the Dark Arts. Her teacher had said that few wizards could turn invisible without a cloak, but had taught her class the theory anyway. When Ginny had been writing her essay about it she decided the spell could be very useful and tried it. To her surprise she had managed it on her first try and now used it occasionally when she needed it. Now was one of those times.
In one fluid wand motion she had unattached the drapes from the wall and opened the giant window. She cast an invisibility charm on the drapes as well as one that would make them safe to glide down with. She grabbed them and was soon gliding down toward the ground just managing to avoid the curses now flying through the air. Though it was an exhilarating feeling Ginny felt relived when her feet touched solid ground. Staying invisible she looked around for her brother, she and Ron needed some words. Scanning the battle she saw a flash of red hair and walked toward it. As she walked she stunned any Death Eater she could see not noticing the stunned faces of the Aurors and Order members who had been fighting them. Approaching Ron she stunned the Death Eater he had been fighting and turned herself visible again.
"G-Ginny, what are you doing here? You were supposed to stay in the tower."
"See that's the thing Ron," She said lazily stunning another Death Eater. "I don't like having my brother tell me what to do so I thought-" She stunned one Hermione was fighting a short distance away. "That I'd come put here and help out." She gave him a little smile. "Now where is Harry?"
"He went toward that way awhile ago," Ron pointed toward the thick of the battle where Voldemort had to be. "Hermione and I have been working our way toward him."
"Thanks Ron," she called after her running toward where Ron had pointed.
"But Gin-"
"Let her go." Ron felt a hand on his shoulder and turned to see Hermione.
"She needs to be there."
"But so do we." Ron protested.
"Not as much as her. Let's go," she sent a jet of red light at a Death Eater who was attempting to kill them while they talked.
Ginny could feel the muddy grass squishing beneath her feet as she ran toward the thick of the battle. She could see Harry now; he was battling Lucius Malfoy. She ducked a jet of green light someone had sent at her and sent a jet of red light back, not looking to see if she'd stunned them or not. The night air was biting at her cheeks and rain was beginning to pour down in buckets making visibility difficult. She cast a water repelling charm on herself but it did nothing to make her less cold inside.
"Ginny," Harry called having finally stunned Malfoy Sr. "What are you doing here?" He came toward her looking her over, though at the moment she looked a mess she was still beautiful to him. She was soaking wet and covered in mud, her dressing gown clung to her slight figure and her shoulder length red hair hung down her back in a tangled mess. He noted that around her neck was his mothers ring along with a golden locket. Ginny looked Harry over as well.
He didn't look much better, his arms were bleeding from cuts and he too, was covered mud though he had at least had time to change out of his pajamas and into regular clothes.
Ginny was about to reply when a jet of green light shot between them and drew them out of their trance. Between them stood a man. He had a black hood covering his head, his eyes were scarlet colored, and his nose hardly two slits. He did indeed resemble a snake.
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ilovesmilies=)- Thank you for reviewing. I know I'm not as great at this as I am with the funny stuff but I'm trying and it improves my writing the way that Way of Words doesn't. I'm contining for your sake I'm so glad you like it. Thanks for reviewing.