A/N: Hey guys! I am so sorry it's taken me a while to update. This has not been my week. And I'm sorry for taking so long with such a crappy chapter. But oh well. Thanks to all the reviewers!
Future Mrs. Radcliffe: Hey! I'm glad you reviewed! Arthur now works at a very low job at the ministry. He was fired from his old job and given the lowest job they could scrounge. Sad really. But I haven't explained that in the story yet. Frankly, I don't know if I ever will. Lol.
blink gurl017: Dude, the complaining is totally fine. I could definitely do some major complaining right now, considering the face that this has been like the worst week this year. But I won't put you through that misery. Lol. Haha your reviews always have a point, even if they don't involve the story. Lol. Hey they cheer me up. Lol. Holy crap I can't believe someone flamed you about killing a bug. I hate bugs. They can all die. Lol. Hope you like this update!
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Harry/Ginnyfan4ever: ah! Don't be upset. I'm sorry if my story is frustrating you. Don't hate me. Lol.
Lillypotterfan: Thank you! That's totally okay. My computer is so messed up right now. I'm afraid it's going to crash soon. Haha I'm glad I was missed! Lol.
Canadian Star: Haha I probably would have flipped out too. Thank you so much!
JediPirateElfyDude: Haha yeah Harry and Ginny are pretty damn dumb. Lol. And I will explain how Hermione almost dies later on in the story. So you'll just have to be patient! Lol.
Silk Gowns: Haha thank you. The diary thing can be difficult because you have to come up with all these events that could occur to make it interesting. I LOVE the Georgia Nicholson books. They are some of my favorite. Hmmmm ideas... well I always find it makes for good entertainment for Ginny to make a fool out of herself. Lol. And then there's the idea of how she will get Harry in the end. I'll try to think of some for you!
IndiaInk: Haha yes you did. Yay! I'm glad I give you something to look forward to! I hope that continues!
gatoriris: Haha if my boyfriend and I had been dating for six years and I knew he was the one, I'd be like, give me the rock dammit. Lol. Glad you liked it!
Darkflower2113: Hey Sede! Not too much is happening here. My week has been crazy stressful, I feel like I'm going to pass out. How are you doing? Haha I hope you had fun on your two days of freedom! Oh gosh, I hate sunburn. I'm sorry. That must suck. Three years ago when I went to Jamaica I didn't put on enough sunscreen, and on the first day I got burnt to a crisp. Needless to say, the rest of that vacation I was in pain. I hope you're feeling better now! Now I don't have a sea urchin story, but my best friend had a jellyfish wrap it's tentacles all the way around her leg, and it was stuck to her. She got so badly stung, I felt so bad for her. Haha if my boyfriend didn't propose to me after six years I'd be like, holy crap I'm gonna flip. Lol. I'm glad you're loving the angst between Harry and Ginny. I tend to like to bring them together and then yank them apart again. I'm evil like that. Lol. I just checked me email and so that you had updated, so I'm off to read that! Au revoir!
zoomzoom-pig: Oh my gosh, congratulations! That is so romantic! That's great! I hope you are very happy! I'm glad I infected you with the romance virus. Lol. I hope you like this update!
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Maraudergrl99: What happened with you an your sister? Well, I'm not exactly doing well on the fighting front right now either. My best friend and I are fighting, but she's being a biznatch so whatever. Haha yes Ginny needs a good smackin. I'm not a Good Charlotte fan. I used to be, but then I saw them in concert and I was very disappointed. They weren't very good. But hey, you know how it goes. Some bands suck live, they were one of them. Lol. Haha I love talking about shows. I'm not going to be able to see Taking Back Sunday and Atreyu. I want to cry. Lol. But I think I am going to see Rilo Kiley. I don't know if you know who they are, but they're really great. It's this female lead singer with this absolutely sweet voice with a slight twang to it. It's so cute. Lol. It's not country though. It's like lo-fi indie rock. I love them. Lol. Anyway, enough rambling! Hope you like this chapter! After a while crocodile. Lol.
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A Harry and Ginny Dreamer: Hey! I'm so glad you're back! I'm glad you're enjoying the story! And don't worry about criticizing me. They reason she sounds so American is because she lived in America for the past five, almost six years. Haha don't die! I'd cry! Who would leave me amazingly excellent reviews? Lol. It should go good in the end according to plan. Unless at the last moment I completely change the ending. Lol. But I don't think that too likely. Haha once they get together hopefully there will plenty o kissing. Lol. Thanks for the great review Ashley! I look forward to your next one!
"Harry." She said quietly, before turning and walking inside.
Chapter Sixteen: A Most Uncomfortable Way Of Travel
Ginny trudged up to tiny room, and began to pack. She would be returning to North Carolina in the morning, and part of her was glad. She was ecstatic to have reunited with her family, but she needed some time to think about things. The majority of things being Harry. Ginny once again resisted the temptation to scream at the top of her lungs. She walked around the room gathering everything she wanted to take back to her apartment. Some old clothes that she still liked were shoved into her duffel, as well as the necklace Harry had given her, and an assortment of memories she wanted to take back with her. As she was going through her dresser drawers she came across a picture. Her and Harry's faces were squashed together, smiling widely. Ginny fought back tears and threw the picture in her bag. By the time she was finished, most of her favorite possessions were packed into her duffel. But there was just one thing she hadn't touched yet.
Her wand lay on her desk, staring up at her. Ginny hadn't touched it since that day she left five years before. She still hadn't laid even a finger on it. But something inside her was drawing her towards it. In the back of her mind old guilt about Ashley rose up. If I'd had my wand I could have saved her. If I hadn't made that ridiculous promise not to do magic, she'd still be alive. Slowly, Ginny crept over to the desk. There seemed to be a glow coming from the small piece of refined wood. Before she could stop herself, Ginny let her fingers touch the wand. Warmth spread through her fingertips, and she felt an odd rush pass through her. She suddenly felt as if one of the parts of her that had been missing had returned. Without hesitation, Ginny delicately placed the wand in her duffel bag. Maybe it'll come in handy.
Realizing that her stomach was growling loudly, Ginny crept quietly down the stairs. It was at least midnight, and she didn't want to wake anyone. The clock on the wall changed minutes noiselessly in the silence. Ginny stepped into a seemingly deserted kitchen. But then she spotted her father sitting at the kitchen table, staring out the window. Ginny walked over to him, and sat down across from him at the table.
"What're you doing up Dad?" asked Ginny.
"Just thinking." Arthur replied.
"About what?"
"Oh many things. Mostly how glad I am that you're back." Arthur replied with a smile.
"I'm glad I'm back too Dad." Ginny said while squeezing his hand.
Arthur stood up, and hugged Ginny tightly.
"I'm off to bed. See you in the morning. Love you."
"Goodnight. Love you too."
With that, Arthur was gone and Ginny was left all alone. Remembering why she had come downstairs in the first place, Ginny stood up and begun to search for something to eat. Ginny found an apple, and walked back upstairs, munching away. Upon entering her room, she found a letter on her bed. She ripped it open rapidly, curious to see what was inside.
Dear Ginny,
I decided to go home tonight. I hope you don't mind. I'll be waiting for you when you come back tomorrow.
Love,
Harry
Ginny let out a sigh, and flopped down onto her newly collapsed bed. She had hoped he would be traveling home with her.
I suppose this is how it's going to be for a while.
What? Awkward? Uncomfortable? Unbearable?
Ok I get the point! Jesus.
I'm just observing the situation.
Shut up! What am I going to do?
Make it comfortable. Break the awkwardness.
And how am I going to do that?
You'll think of something.
Some help you are!
Ginny let out a noise of irritation, and rolled over on her side. She had no idea how she was going to make the situation better, but she figured it was worth a try. Plans began to spring to her mind, and Ginny smiled as she thought of them, before drifting off to sleep.
The next morning Ginny awoke, fully ready to face a new day. The sun was shining brightly outside, somehow making all her fears disappear. Despite the awful crick in her neck, Ginny felt quite well rested. She stood up, stretching her arms towards the ceiling. Everything was ready to go. She just needed to decide when she wanted to return back to North Carolina. Ginny figured it would probably be a good idea to talk to her parents about it, so she headed downstairs. Ron, Hermione, Molly, and Arthur all sat at the table eating.
"I haven't missed breakfast, have I?" Ginny asked sadly.
"Uh Ginny, try lunch." Ron said with a grin.
"Lunch?" cried Ginny.
"Yes dear. It's 12:30." Said Molly.
"Oh."
"We're all going to Diagon Alley today, so unless you want to stay an extra day, you'll have to leave around 3:00. And by Portkey." Said Arthur.
"Portkey?" asked Ginny anxiously.
"Yes. That's one of the reasons we need to go to Diagon Alley. To buy Floo powder."
"Damn." Ginny muttered under her breath.
"What was that?" Hermione asked with a glint in her eyes.
"Uh, great. I said great." Ginny replied weakly.
"Good. I'll be setting you up a Portkey. Just tell me where you live." Said Arthur.
"Okay."
Arthur took out a pocket-sized mirror, and held it in his hand. Ginny began to explain where exactly she lived, and Arthur seemed to be taking it all in. Once Ginny finished, Arthur took out his wand, and muttered an incantation over the mirror. It seemed to glow for a moment, and then abruptly stopped.
"There you go. Place your hands on it around 30 seconds before 3:00, because at exactly then, it will take you home. Love you Ginny." Arthur said with a smile and a hug.
"Love you too Dad." Ginny replied.
Ron stepped up to her and pulled her into a tight squeeze.
"I'll miss you. Don't stay away for too long." He said quietly.
"Don't worry. I won't. I'll miss you too." Ginny said reassuringly.
Ron nodded and backed off. Hermione and Molly both said their goodbyes, and then everyone apperated to Diagon Alley. Ginny was left standing all alone. She walked into the living room and plopped down on the couch, convincing herself that she was going to relax. But then she saw it. A broomstick was leaning against the wall in the corner of the room. Suddenly, all Ginny wanted to do was go for a fly. So she walked over to the broom, picking it up in her hands. The wood was smooth and worn, and felt good in her hands. With a smile, she walked out the back door and onto the lawn. Ginny mounted the broom, and kicked off the ground. Immediately she was filled with joy. The wind whipped through her hair as she flew around in the October air. The sun shone on her face, warming it slightly from the brisk breeze that was blowing. She now knew why her brother could talk about Quidditch and flying for hours on end. She had forgotten how amazing it was, to fly, to feel free. A small smile played on Ginny's face as she swooped through the air.
Around an hour later Ginny descended to the ground feeling thoroughly energized. She felt like throwing out her arms and letting out a whoop. But she restrained herself, and stepped into the warm of the Burrow. Everything was completely still, nothing moving an inch. Ginny, suddenly feeling exhausted, lay down on the couch and closed her eyes.
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A chime rang out throughout the quiet of the house. Ginny sat up quickly, startled from her dream. She looked around, confused for a moment, and then gasped in realization. Ginny jumped to her feet and raced into the kitchen. The clock read exactly one minute before three. Ginny nearly fainted, but managed to maintain composure. Quickly, she sprinted up the stairs town at a time, grabbed her bag, and sprinted back down. Ginny ran over to the table and touched the mirror just in time to feel a jerk just below her navel.
A/N: So there you have it. One of my least favorite chapters I've ever written. Eek. Lol. But I hope you liked it nonetheless. So please...
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