LOURDES I just wanted to let everyone (actually just Lourdes) know that it
is completely possible for everyone to be on the same side of the barrier.
You see, the Weasleys always started on the muggle side. The wall to the
platform merely hides the train. Everyone stills comes from the muggle
side. Remember everyone would have to wait in line to go back onto the
other side of the platform when they came back form school.
The fact it could have been prior to the boarding of the train is quite true but also it could have been done afterwards. Which it was. I did it that way because it would much more spiritual when they all turned to Harry and called his name.
The effect of Moody's eye may have been changed but maybe Harry did say I quietly. It doesn't really matter because Vernon was still scared witless by wizards ( as always) and they kept coming over so he knew the threat was full. Besides I was on crack (or sugar.....)
And once again THEY ALL WERE ON THE SAME SIDE OF THE PLATFORM! They always are! And they didn't go their separate ways because they all felt like they needed to tell Harry something. And it was magic that drew them. It's sort of spiritual and heart felt.
Now that that is out of my system, thank you for sharing your views. I just explained everything so if you have a problem with my story you may want to choose to stop reading it . I find it stupid when people read things they don't like. Obviously you decided you could suffer through it so it is impossible that it is that bad.
Chapter Five*~~
"They want to what?" whispered Hermione excitedly. Harry snapped his fingers and the scene they had just saw replayed itself. "I think they are ready," Sirius said forcefully.
"Sirius!" Molly exclaimed. "They are not even of age! Fred and George have just barely made it into the Order and they haven't even shown up for a meeting yet what with that store of theirs! I will not allow those children be harmed!"
"I know where you are coming from but Harry, Ron, and Hermione have proved themselves every year since their first! And Ginny has had the closest call of us all. She is no baby. None of them are. They only proved that they were stronger than we ever thought at the end of last year. They fought hard!"
"And what of Luna and Neville?" voiced Mel. "They as well were there. We can't just include them in the Order for that."
"I'm not saying we should include those two just yet but I doubt that'll be the last we see of them. I mean, face the facts! Even if we just allow those four to sit in on the meetings they'll be satisfied. Harry also has five more years of knowledge now. He also knows Elvin magic. Their young minds could have some good suggestions!"
"Admirable point," said Dumbledore's voice. They all turned to see the headmaster sitting down with Fred and George.
"Those four deserve to be among us," Fred said.
"More than me and Fred," added George solemnly.
"Molly?" Remus said. She sighed but said nothing more.
"Let's vote. All in favor of four additions to our-"
"Voting without me?" snapped Snape's cool voice form the doorway, cutting Sirius off. Sirius rolled his eyes.
"If you were on time we wouldn't have to! Now, all in favor of us adding four new people to our Order meetings raise your hand."
All around the room hands rose slowly to the air. Tonks, Remus, Fred, George, and Sirius the first. As if a ripple went through the room almost all other hands went up. Molly reluctantly raised hers next to her husbands. Dumbledore smiled and raised his own.
"They are strong admirable children." All eyes moved to Snape whose hand was on the table. He opened his mouth and began to speak.
"I've never liked those four. My favorite of them would be Virginia and that's not saying much. But... Potter has proved himself as well as the rest and he has changed power size rapidly in the course of his stay with the elves." A smile curled his lips. An actual smile as his hand rose with the rest. "That's all of the Order of the Phoenix."
"They must be serious!" Ron exclaimed. They heard footsteps nearing the door. Harry quickly snapped his fingers and the circle turned to green dust before their eyes. And not a moment too soon. The door opened and the four spun around.
"Hello, Sirius," Harry said. His stomach was queasy with unease. However with all of his training he was able to mask it without a thought.
"Come on downstairs. The Order has something to tell you," Sirius said happily. They silently followed Sirius to the rest of the Order. "Have a seat." Quickly, the four teenagers sat on four chairs on the end opposite of Dumbledore. All eyes were fixed on them and Ron, Hermione, and Ginny shifted uneasily. Harry, used to being looked at from being Harry Potter and from the Elvin Realm met Dumbledore's gaze steadily.
"The Order of the Phoenix has come to a unanimous decision that the four of you should be allowed induction into the Order," Dumbledore said. Grins broke out across his pupil's faces. "However, at the moment, until you graduate from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry you are allowed only to come to meetings. After graduation or any other point WE find necessary you will be able to work in combat and actually WORK. Until then meetings only. Do you accept under our terms?"
"Duh," Ginny said, rolling her eyes.
"Of course," Hermione said, forcing a smile down and elbowing Ginny in her ribs. Ginny shrugged at Hermione, smiling.
"Sure," Ron said jovially.
"No." All eyes widened on the boy-who-lived.
"Harry?" questioned Sirius.
"I do want to be part of the Order but not under those terms. I have one of my own," he stated. He was nervous, stomach in knots. But his eyes were assured and determined. His face was set, his gaze fixed on the aging headmaster.
"You may voice it," Dumbledore said with a nod.
"We already are part of an association. Technically Hermione, Ron, and I are the founders, or leaders. We won't reveal any secrets of the Order to them but I refuse to be part of the Order and not share with the DA information concerning Voldemort. Who had recently been killed and that sort of thing. Not plans of our fighting him. Otherwise the Order will have to get on without the Boy-Who-Lied."
"I'm with Harry," Ron said immediately. Hermione and Ginny nodded to show their support.
"Well then, it seems you association will be informed of Voldemort's attacks," Dumbledore said, eyes twinkling.
"Actually," Ginny said. "We're an army." She exchanged grins with the other three.
"Now can we eat our nighty night snacks?" asked Fred. "I'm starved."
"As long as Fred, George, Sirius, and Remus had nothing to do with the cooking I'm ready to eat," Hermione said.
"I've done nothing to deserve that," Remus said defensively.
"Ah, but Harry sent us letters," Hermione said. Remus rolled his eyes. Suddenly they all realized Molly had been getting the food. Harry and Ron went to help her bring it over. Soon everyone was seated.
"So, you were in the Elvin Realm?" Arthur said, gazing at Harry.
"Yes."
"Do you have any distinct memories?" asked Molly. Harry scowled and everyone seemed taken aback.
"I'm surprised Remus hasn't told you about my hair or no one's commented," Harry said. Remus snorted. "Kilala gave it blond streaks for two months. I have yet to pay her back."
"I was so nervous about telling you about me and Ron I didn't even notice," Hermione said. She poked his hair and he glared at her.
"Same here," Ron echoed.
"I decided it might be better not to comment or ask," said Ginny.
"Seem Ginny has brains," announced Harry.
"That is how my body functions," she retorted. He rolled his eyes.
"Remember, I've lived through six more years than you and I know lots of new tricks," Harry warned. Ginny rolled her eyes at him this time. "Besides, what makes you think I desire to now your body functions?"
"You're a teenage boy with raging hormones," she replied smugly. Harry stuck out his tongue.
"Can you fight?" asked Fred.
"I've always been able to fight. That's what happens when your cousin likes to kick your arse. Oh, wait a sec, I knew how to get beaten up! Well then, yeah I know how to fight," Harry said.
"And he's developed a sense of humor! AH THE MARICLE!" Sirius screamed.
"I believe that was intended to be offending. However, I have learned not to react to such petty trivial crap."
"Nice wording," complimented Ron. Harry bowed.
"Seriously, it had to be very interesting," said Hermione.
"It was," Harry said. "It also was very painful...."
"What on earth are you talking about?" asked Arthur.
"Never, and I mean never, train with the elves. It is quite frightening and, well, to be blunt, Ricatone has very little patience. And when she's mad, it is not pretty."
Most people at the table shot him odd looks but Harry had learned to ignore these looks as he got them constantly in the Elvin Realm. Especially after he had flown from the top of one of the hills and crashed into a cart in the major shopping part of the village. The fact his hair had been on fire did not help.
"I think it's about time for bed," Molly announced, sending a worried glance at Harry. He forced his blush down and stood up with Ron, Hermione, and Ginny. That was when he noticed that not only did Ginny still have that key around her neck, but she was wearing a silver charm bracelet.
Hermione and Ginny said good night and Harry and Ron continued past their room. Soon the boys were asleep.
Harry woke the next morning at five, four and a half hours after he had fallen asleep. Such an hour was sleeping in basically. "Damn you Atonics," Harry grumbled quietly as he tried to sleep. "Oh, screw it. I might as well train."
He silently slipped into Elvin breeches and a loose white cotton shirt with ties on the top. Over that he pulled on his emerald green cloak and put the hood up. It enclosed around his body and made him unrecognizable.
Without making a sound he left the room and went outside, into the backyard, which was none existent to anyone looking whom was not aware of the location of the house. He pulled off the cloak and laid it on a rock. Then, he began his warm ups. Soon he had to move his cloak as he pounded his fists against the rocks.
Quickly getting bored with punching a rock, Harry gathered some dirt, dewy grass, and a few other objects. He had soon transformed those random objects into a sparring dummy. Harry began again. This time he moved quicker.
When he finally returned his creation to its original state his body was covered in a sheer coat of sweat. The mist that had formerly hung in the air was gone and the sun was up. Judging by everything, Harry figured it was between seven and eight. He slipped his cloak back on and entered the house silently.
Everything was quiet, meaning everyone must still be asleep. As he passed the sitting room a small cry was stifled. He spun around to see Ginny. She had whipped out her wand and was pointing it at him. "Who are you?!" she hissed. Harry felt realization seep through him. She thought he was an intruder.
"It's only me, Gin," he said quietly, pulling his hood down and walking over to her. She sighed and dropped her wand before sitting down on the couch.
"What are you wearing?"
"It's an Elvin cloak. Sorry, force of habit," he apologized. She shrugged.
"Whatever. So, what do you think of Ron and Hermione?"
"Hopefully they won't bicker as much," Harry said. Ginny laughed and Harry felt an odd sensation in the pit of his stomach. It seemed almost like his reaction to Cho Chang years ago but this was stronger and more consuming. She smiled her pretty smile at him.
"How long till you think everyone else finally drags their lazy arses out of bed?" she asked.
"Who knows," shrugged Harry. Oddly enough he was quite content to sit there with Ginny. So he plopped down next to her with posture Ricatone would have attempted to kill him for. "How long have you had that charm bracelet?" he asked, gesturing to the shiny silver jewelry.
"Since I was nine. It's charmed not to harm werewolves. Luckily I had figured out why Remus wouldn't come near me. I always wore this bracelet and he's deathly afraid of silver."
"Neat," Harry said. She pulled up the sleeve on her pajamas and held her wrist out to him. He carefully fingered through them. Ginny felt an electric shudder go up through her spine. It took all of her power to stifle a contented sigh. Harry felt his heart beat quickening and his body getting warm. When he had finished looking he smiled at her.
"What are you so cheerful about?" she asked.
"I have a charm for that bracelet. I'll give it to you later. I've got one for Ron and Hermione as well. I like your pajamas, by the way," he smirked. Ginny hit his arm.
"I like these!"
"I never said there was anything wrong with them. I like them." They were white flannel with strawberries and the word strawberry all over them. It was pants and a button down, long sleeved shirt. The shirt was open and it revealed a tight white tank top that had a large glittery strawberry on it. Harry found himself loving the way it clung to her body.
"Be nice! Now I'm going to change. Mum's already cooking," Ginny announced. She stood up and stretched. She and Harry both went back to their rooms to change. They were reunited in the kitchen a few minutes later, Ron and Hermione with them.
Harry looked at Ginny and felt his stomach churn and his heart speed up. She was wearing short jean shorts and a purple tank top that hugged her developed chest. In silver writing in said Silver Ice. Harry forced his eyes away and placed his emotionless Elvin mask on.
"Ready for breakfast?" asked Hermione, sitting down. Harry nodded and sat across form Ron who had taken the seat next to Hermione. This left Ginny to sit on Harry's side, across form Hermione.
"Good," Mrs. Weasley said. She placed stacks of many different pancakes, sausage, bacon, rolls, and two pitchers of grastra juice.
"Wow, you went all out Mum!" Ginny exclaimed. Ron and Harry nodded, eyes glazed over. They began shoveling food in their mouths. The two girls made a face.
"When did you get such a big appetite?" Hermione asked Harry, making a face. "I mean Ron's always been a pig-"
"HEY!"
"A very handsome pig," cooed his girlfriend.
"Well, I ate a lot in the Elvin realm. It was either ate whatever Sala put on your plate or don't eat and collapse in training, only to be punished by more training. Sala felt I was too skinny so she fed me a lot of food. It was much easier to eat what she made me as opposed to collapsing and getting more practice hours," Harry said seriously. He shuddered at the memory.
"I like the sound of this Sala," Mrs. Weasley said approvingly. Harry cracked a grin. He shook his head amusedly. "Now hurry up and finish. I'm going to be leaving soon."
"We can tale care of the dishes Mum," Ginny said.
"You can't use your wands," she reminded them as she left the house. As soon as they were done, Ginny and Hermione began searching for the dish soap.
"No need," Harry said. He muttered something in Elvish and the dishes began washing themselves.
"Bloody hell," Ron said, impressed.
"I had dish duty a lot. It's one of the first spells I learned," said Harry. "It's not a big deal. I can teach you guys how to do it. It should be easy enough."
"Are you implying that we are dim?" asked Hermione.
"No," said Harry innocently. "I have something for you though. It's really special and really powerful. Not that you can use the power. It's impossible unless you're the High Magician of the Elvin Realm. Last I checked that was Atonics."
"You have to give us profile sheets," Ron said. "It's hard to keep everyone straight."
"Be glad you don't have to learn to respond to a new name as well."
"Well, show us our gifts already!" snapped the girls impatiently. Harry nodded and bolted up stairs and grabbed three boxes. One was dark willow with Ron carved on it. The other two were cherry oak with Ginny and Hermione carve don them.
"Here you are," he said. He felt his heart speed up as he watched Ginny open hers. They stared at them and then to Harry.
"What are they?" asked Ron. Each box had red velvet inside and a tear drop clear glass like jewel on a long thin golden chain. Ginny's dangled from her skinny fingers as she dangled in the air in front of her eyes. Hermione ran her fingers of the smooth surface.
"They're Liatops. I have one too" Harry pulled his out from under his shirt. "What you do is you put some of the magic of someone you care about inside. When it glows their magic color you know they are in trouble. It even works on muggles. All female muggles have white colored magic and all males have black. The way you can tell whose it is, is by the initials that will appear inside as well."
"That's amazing," breathed Ginny.
"Brilliant," echoed Hermione.
"Wow," was all Ron could say. Harry grinned. He knew Ginny must think this is what he had meant when he said he had a charm for her.
"Pull down the red velvet on the top of the box," Harry ordered. They all complied. It pulled out to reveal a special charm for each. They were all symbols. "Ron yours is a symbol for courage, Hermione yours is for brilliance, Ginny yours is for hope."
"Thanks Harry!" exclaimed Hermione. She gave him a quick hug. Harry smiled happily.
"Here, let me show you the transfer of magic spell...."
The fact it could have been prior to the boarding of the train is quite true but also it could have been done afterwards. Which it was. I did it that way because it would much more spiritual when they all turned to Harry and called his name.
The effect of Moody's eye may have been changed but maybe Harry did say I quietly. It doesn't really matter because Vernon was still scared witless by wizards ( as always) and they kept coming over so he knew the threat was full. Besides I was on crack (or sugar.....)
And once again THEY ALL WERE ON THE SAME SIDE OF THE PLATFORM! They always are! And they didn't go their separate ways because they all felt like they needed to tell Harry something. And it was magic that drew them. It's sort of spiritual and heart felt.
Now that that is out of my system, thank you for sharing your views. I just explained everything so if you have a problem with my story you may want to choose to stop reading it . I find it stupid when people read things they don't like. Obviously you decided you could suffer through it so it is impossible that it is that bad.
Chapter Five*~~
"They want to what?" whispered Hermione excitedly. Harry snapped his fingers and the scene they had just saw replayed itself. "I think they are ready," Sirius said forcefully.
"Sirius!" Molly exclaimed. "They are not even of age! Fred and George have just barely made it into the Order and they haven't even shown up for a meeting yet what with that store of theirs! I will not allow those children be harmed!"
"I know where you are coming from but Harry, Ron, and Hermione have proved themselves every year since their first! And Ginny has had the closest call of us all. She is no baby. None of them are. They only proved that they were stronger than we ever thought at the end of last year. They fought hard!"
"And what of Luna and Neville?" voiced Mel. "They as well were there. We can't just include them in the Order for that."
"I'm not saying we should include those two just yet but I doubt that'll be the last we see of them. I mean, face the facts! Even if we just allow those four to sit in on the meetings they'll be satisfied. Harry also has five more years of knowledge now. He also knows Elvin magic. Their young minds could have some good suggestions!"
"Admirable point," said Dumbledore's voice. They all turned to see the headmaster sitting down with Fred and George.
"Those four deserve to be among us," Fred said.
"More than me and Fred," added George solemnly.
"Molly?" Remus said. She sighed but said nothing more.
"Let's vote. All in favor of four additions to our-"
"Voting without me?" snapped Snape's cool voice form the doorway, cutting Sirius off. Sirius rolled his eyes.
"If you were on time we wouldn't have to! Now, all in favor of us adding four new people to our Order meetings raise your hand."
All around the room hands rose slowly to the air. Tonks, Remus, Fred, George, and Sirius the first. As if a ripple went through the room almost all other hands went up. Molly reluctantly raised hers next to her husbands. Dumbledore smiled and raised his own.
"They are strong admirable children." All eyes moved to Snape whose hand was on the table. He opened his mouth and began to speak.
"I've never liked those four. My favorite of them would be Virginia and that's not saying much. But... Potter has proved himself as well as the rest and he has changed power size rapidly in the course of his stay with the elves." A smile curled his lips. An actual smile as his hand rose with the rest. "That's all of the Order of the Phoenix."
"They must be serious!" Ron exclaimed. They heard footsteps nearing the door. Harry quickly snapped his fingers and the circle turned to green dust before their eyes. And not a moment too soon. The door opened and the four spun around.
"Hello, Sirius," Harry said. His stomach was queasy with unease. However with all of his training he was able to mask it without a thought.
"Come on downstairs. The Order has something to tell you," Sirius said happily. They silently followed Sirius to the rest of the Order. "Have a seat." Quickly, the four teenagers sat on four chairs on the end opposite of Dumbledore. All eyes were fixed on them and Ron, Hermione, and Ginny shifted uneasily. Harry, used to being looked at from being Harry Potter and from the Elvin Realm met Dumbledore's gaze steadily.
"The Order of the Phoenix has come to a unanimous decision that the four of you should be allowed induction into the Order," Dumbledore said. Grins broke out across his pupil's faces. "However, at the moment, until you graduate from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry you are allowed only to come to meetings. After graduation or any other point WE find necessary you will be able to work in combat and actually WORK. Until then meetings only. Do you accept under our terms?"
"Duh," Ginny said, rolling her eyes.
"Of course," Hermione said, forcing a smile down and elbowing Ginny in her ribs. Ginny shrugged at Hermione, smiling.
"Sure," Ron said jovially.
"No." All eyes widened on the boy-who-lived.
"Harry?" questioned Sirius.
"I do want to be part of the Order but not under those terms. I have one of my own," he stated. He was nervous, stomach in knots. But his eyes were assured and determined. His face was set, his gaze fixed on the aging headmaster.
"You may voice it," Dumbledore said with a nod.
"We already are part of an association. Technically Hermione, Ron, and I are the founders, or leaders. We won't reveal any secrets of the Order to them but I refuse to be part of the Order and not share with the DA information concerning Voldemort. Who had recently been killed and that sort of thing. Not plans of our fighting him. Otherwise the Order will have to get on without the Boy-Who-Lied."
"I'm with Harry," Ron said immediately. Hermione and Ginny nodded to show their support.
"Well then, it seems you association will be informed of Voldemort's attacks," Dumbledore said, eyes twinkling.
"Actually," Ginny said. "We're an army." She exchanged grins with the other three.
"Now can we eat our nighty night snacks?" asked Fred. "I'm starved."
"As long as Fred, George, Sirius, and Remus had nothing to do with the cooking I'm ready to eat," Hermione said.
"I've done nothing to deserve that," Remus said defensively.
"Ah, but Harry sent us letters," Hermione said. Remus rolled his eyes. Suddenly they all realized Molly had been getting the food. Harry and Ron went to help her bring it over. Soon everyone was seated.
"So, you were in the Elvin Realm?" Arthur said, gazing at Harry.
"Yes."
"Do you have any distinct memories?" asked Molly. Harry scowled and everyone seemed taken aback.
"I'm surprised Remus hasn't told you about my hair or no one's commented," Harry said. Remus snorted. "Kilala gave it blond streaks for two months. I have yet to pay her back."
"I was so nervous about telling you about me and Ron I didn't even notice," Hermione said. She poked his hair and he glared at her.
"Same here," Ron echoed.
"I decided it might be better not to comment or ask," said Ginny.
"Seem Ginny has brains," announced Harry.
"That is how my body functions," she retorted. He rolled his eyes.
"Remember, I've lived through six more years than you and I know lots of new tricks," Harry warned. Ginny rolled her eyes at him this time. "Besides, what makes you think I desire to now your body functions?"
"You're a teenage boy with raging hormones," she replied smugly. Harry stuck out his tongue.
"Can you fight?" asked Fred.
"I've always been able to fight. That's what happens when your cousin likes to kick your arse. Oh, wait a sec, I knew how to get beaten up! Well then, yeah I know how to fight," Harry said.
"And he's developed a sense of humor! AH THE MARICLE!" Sirius screamed.
"I believe that was intended to be offending. However, I have learned not to react to such petty trivial crap."
"Nice wording," complimented Ron. Harry bowed.
"Seriously, it had to be very interesting," said Hermione.
"It was," Harry said. "It also was very painful...."
"What on earth are you talking about?" asked Arthur.
"Never, and I mean never, train with the elves. It is quite frightening and, well, to be blunt, Ricatone has very little patience. And when she's mad, it is not pretty."
Most people at the table shot him odd looks but Harry had learned to ignore these looks as he got them constantly in the Elvin Realm. Especially after he had flown from the top of one of the hills and crashed into a cart in the major shopping part of the village. The fact his hair had been on fire did not help.
"I think it's about time for bed," Molly announced, sending a worried glance at Harry. He forced his blush down and stood up with Ron, Hermione, and Ginny. That was when he noticed that not only did Ginny still have that key around her neck, but she was wearing a silver charm bracelet.
Hermione and Ginny said good night and Harry and Ron continued past their room. Soon the boys were asleep.
Harry woke the next morning at five, four and a half hours after he had fallen asleep. Such an hour was sleeping in basically. "Damn you Atonics," Harry grumbled quietly as he tried to sleep. "Oh, screw it. I might as well train."
He silently slipped into Elvin breeches and a loose white cotton shirt with ties on the top. Over that he pulled on his emerald green cloak and put the hood up. It enclosed around his body and made him unrecognizable.
Without making a sound he left the room and went outside, into the backyard, which was none existent to anyone looking whom was not aware of the location of the house. He pulled off the cloak and laid it on a rock. Then, he began his warm ups. Soon he had to move his cloak as he pounded his fists against the rocks.
Quickly getting bored with punching a rock, Harry gathered some dirt, dewy grass, and a few other objects. He had soon transformed those random objects into a sparring dummy. Harry began again. This time he moved quicker.
When he finally returned his creation to its original state his body was covered in a sheer coat of sweat. The mist that had formerly hung in the air was gone and the sun was up. Judging by everything, Harry figured it was between seven and eight. He slipped his cloak back on and entered the house silently.
Everything was quiet, meaning everyone must still be asleep. As he passed the sitting room a small cry was stifled. He spun around to see Ginny. She had whipped out her wand and was pointing it at him. "Who are you?!" she hissed. Harry felt realization seep through him. She thought he was an intruder.
"It's only me, Gin," he said quietly, pulling his hood down and walking over to her. She sighed and dropped her wand before sitting down on the couch.
"What are you wearing?"
"It's an Elvin cloak. Sorry, force of habit," he apologized. She shrugged.
"Whatever. So, what do you think of Ron and Hermione?"
"Hopefully they won't bicker as much," Harry said. Ginny laughed and Harry felt an odd sensation in the pit of his stomach. It seemed almost like his reaction to Cho Chang years ago but this was stronger and more consuming. She smiled her pretty smile at him.
"How long till you think everyone else finally drags their lazy arses out of bed?" she asked.
"Who knows," shrugged Harry. Oddly enough he was quite content to sit there with Ginny. So he plopped down next to her with posture Ricatone would have attempted to kill him for. "How long have you had that charm bracelet?" he asked, gesturing to the shiny silver jewelry.
"Since I was nine. It's charmed not to harm werewolves. Luckily I had figured out why Remus wouldn't come near me. I always wore this bracelet and he's deathly afraid of silver."
"Neat," Harry said. She pulled up the sleeve on her pajamas and held her wrist out to him. He carefully fingered through them. Ginny felt an electric shudder go up through her spine. It took all of her power to stifle a contented sigh. Harry felt his heart beat quickening and his body getting warm. When he had finished looking he smiled at her.
"What are you so cheerful about?" she asked.
"I have a charm for that bracelet. I'll give it to you later. I've got one for Ron and Hermione as well. I like your pajamas, by the way," he smirked. Ginny hit his arm.
"I like these!"
"I never said there was anything wrong with them. I like them." They were white flannel with strawberries and the word strawberry all over them. It was pants and a button down, long sleeved shirt. The shirt was open and it revealed a tight white tank top that had a large glittery strawberry on it. Harry found himself loving the way it clung to her body.
"Be nice! Now I'm going to change. Mum's already cooking," Ginny announced. She stood up and stretched. She and Harry both went back to their rooms to change. They were reunited in the kitchen a few minutes later, Ron and Hermione with them.
Harry looked at Ginny and felt his stomach churn and his heart speed up. She was wearing short jean shorts and a purple tank top that hugged her developed chest. In silver writing in said Silver Ice. Harry forced his eyes away and placed his emotionless Elvin mask on.
"Ready for breakfast?" asked Hermione, sitting down. Harry nodded and sat across form Ron who had taken the seat next to Hermione. This left Ginny to sit on Harry's side, across form Hermione.
"Good," Mrs. Weasley said. She placed stacks of many different pancakes, sausage, bacon, rolls, and two pitchers of grastra juice.
"Wow, you went all out Mum!" Ginny exclaimed. Ron and Harry nodded, eyes glazed over. They began shoveling food in their mouths. The two girls made a face.
"When did you get such a big appetite?" Hermione asked Harry, making a face. "I mean Ron's always been a pig-"
"HEY!"
"A very handsome pig," cooed his girlfriend.
"Well, I ate a lot in the Elvin realm. It was either ate whatever Sala put on your plate or don't eat and collapse in training, only to be punished by more training. Sala felt I was too skinny so she fed me a lot of food. It was much easier to eat what she made me as opposed to collapsing and getting more practice hours," Harry said seriously. He shuddered at the memory.
"I like the sound of this Sala," Mrs. Weasley said approvingly. Harry cracked a grin. He shook his head amusedly. "Now hurry up and finish. I'm going to be leaving soon."
"We can tale care of the dishes Mum," Ginny said.
"You can't use your wands," she reminded them as she left the house. As soon as they were done, Ginny and Hermione began searching for the dish soap.
"No need," Harry said. He muttered something in Elvish and the dishes began washing themselves.
"Bloody hell," Ron said, impressed.
"I had dish duty a lot. It's one of the first spells I learned," said Harry. "It's not a big deal. I can teach you guys how to do it. It should be easy enough."
"Are you implying that we are dim?" asked Hermione.
"No," said Harry innocently. "I have something for you though. It's really special and really powerful. Not that you can use the power. It's impossible unless you're the High Magician of the Elvin Realm. Last I checked that was Atonics."
"You have to give us profile sheets," Ron said. "It's hard to keep everyone straight."
"Be glad you don't have to learn to respond to a new name as well."
"Well, show us our gifts already!" snapped the girls impatiently. Harry nodded and bolted up stairs and grabbed three boxes. One was dark willow with Ron carved on it. The other two were cherry oak with Ginny and Hermione carve don them.
"Here you are," he said. He felt his heart speed up as he watched Ginny open hers. They stared at them and then to Harry.
"What are they?" asked Ron. Each box had red velvet inside and a tear drop clear glass like jewel on a long thin golden chain. Ginny's dangled from her skinny fingers as she dangled in the air in front of her eyes. Hermione ran her fingers of the smooth surface.
"They're Liatops. I have one too" Harry pulled his out from under his shirt. "What you do is you put some of the magic of someone you care about inside. When it glows their magic color you know they are in trouble. It even works on muggles. All female muggles have white colored magic and all males have black. The way you can tell whose it is, is by the initials that will appear inside as well."
"That's amazing," breathed Ginny.
"Brilliant," echoed Hermione.
"Wow," was all Ron could say. Harry grinned. He knew Ginny must think this is what he had meant when he said he had a charm for her.
"Pull down the red velvet on the top of the box," Harry ordered. They all complied. It pulled out to reveal a special charm for each. They were all symbols. "Ron yours is a symbol for courage, Hermione yours is for brilliance, Ginny yours is for hope."
"Thanks Harry!" exclaimed Hermione. She gave him a quick hug. Harry smiled happily.
"Here, let me show you the transfer of magic spell...."