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I Love You

Chapter-19-Pancakes And Molly Weasley

Faith tried to wiggle out of bed the next morning but felt something lying on top of her. What? Was the first thought that came to her mind. She ran her fingers through something soft and a smile spread across her lips as she remembered last night. Harry! She continued running her fingers through his hair and kissed the top of his head.

Harry felt something tickle the top of his head. He brought his hand up and swept Faiths bottom lip. She smiled. This isnt right, he thought. His hand swept down to Faiths neck. Wait. Then he guided his hand down her side and down to her leg. How could I forget?

Faith giggled and Harry lifted his head. "Good morning sunshine", she said to him.

Harry smiled and kissed her lips. "Good morning", he said back.

"Thanks for last night", she whispered.

Harry laid his head back down on her chest. "It does not get much better than this", he commented.

"What?" asked Faith.

"Laying on girls chest, these things are really comfortable."

Faith laughed loudly. "Ive been blessed."

"Yes you have."

"I heard that. Hey, arent we supposed to go to Mrs. Weasley today?" Harry nodded. "Arent we taking the train?" He nodded again. "And doesnt the train leave in an hour and a half." Harry lifted his head to look at the clock then he placed it back on Faiths chest.

"We can miss it. I dont care if I have to stay on here for the whole holiday."

Faith turned red and laughed. Five minutes later Harry finally got off of her and helped her up.

"See you in an hour then," he whispered and kissed her lips.

Faith walked into her room and was greeted by Hermione and Ginny giving her a stern look. "Um. . ." she began. "Good morning?"

"What, Miss Feathergood have you been up to all night?" Hermione asked sternly.

"I was-"

"With Harry," Ginny finished for her. "Asleep. On the couch!"

Faith didnt know why the two girls were mad at her. What had she done wrong? Hermione and Ginny suddenly stood up and grabbed Faith by her arms and sat her down on the other bed. When Faith looked at them they were smiling at her.

"What?" she asked them.

"What happened?" Ginny asked quickly with a bright smile and the questions began.

"Did you kiss him?"

"Was it good?"

"Are you two together?"

"Are you sure all you did was kiss?"

"You two looked awfully comfortable."

"Wait." Faith laughed a little. "Okay, okay, yes. We did kiss. And yes, it was good. I dont know if were . . . together. Yet. Yes, I am sure all we did was kiss. And yes again. We were both comfortable."

The girls squealed with such delight that Faith had to cover her ears.

When Harry entered his room Ron was the first one who greeted him. "Wow, youre up early. Didnt expect you up till five minutes before we had to leave."

"And I defiantly didnt expect to see you sleeping on the couch with Faith." Harry frowned and Ron smiled suddenly. "Did you kiss her?" he asked in a whisper. Harry nodded and turned red. "Did she kiss you back?" He nodded again. "Was it good?"

"You have no idea," he told Ron.

Within the hour students leaving for the holidays were on the train. Emerald and Crockshakes (sp?) were on the floor playing with each other and Crockshakes was showing Emerald how to hunt.

"I cant wait to get there," Faith bounced in her seat. "A real wizarding family."

"Dont you come from a real wizard family?" Hermione asked her.

"My mom is a muggle," Faith said quickly and looked at Harry who just smiled at her and nodded.

"Harry? Ron!"

The group looked up. "Hey, Lav, said Ginny."

"Hey. Hey, Herm."

"So whats been going on with you?"

Lavender rolled her eyes. "Too much. Mum had a baby."

"How exciting," Ginny smiled. "Boy or girl?"

"Girl. A month old in two days."

"Cool."

Lavender looked at Faith. "Feathergood? Faith Feathergood, right?"

"Yes."

"Nice to meet you. I mean, officially anyway. Kinda." Faith laughed. She liked this girl. "If you dont mind me asking Faith."

"Go 'head."

"So, are you and Harry together?"

Harry and Faith looked at each other with red faces. "Oh . . . um . . . well . . ." Neither wanted to hurt the other, but they bother secretly wished the other would say yes.

"Its just that youre holding hands." Harry and Faith looked down.

"Well, yes, we are actually," Harry cleared his throat. "Together."

"Oh. Cool. Now maybe you can get Cho and Twit off your back. See you guys later."

Faith stood up, dropping Harrys hand. "Ill be right back," she said quickly before leaving.

Harry sighed and buried his head in his hands. So much for not making an ass of himself in front of her.

"Well," Ron swallowed. "That was . . . unexpected."

Harry took in a deep breath. "Why did I do that?"

"What?" asked Ginny. "So, are you guys not together then?"

"I dont know." Harry got up and began pacing around the small cabin. "Its not that I dont like Faith. I do. I just get nervous around her sometimes . . . okay, all the time."

"Whys that?" Ginny asked again.

"Im just afraid Ill make an ass out of my self in front of her."

Ron snickered.

"Shut up!"

"Sorry." Harry stopped and looked t everyone. "Why am I here instead of looking for Faith?"

"Then go you idiot!" they yelled.

Faith didnt go out. She went out on the small balcony that was connected to the train. It was cold out. But she didnt seem to notice. She heard the door behind her open then close.

"Hey Faith."

"Hi Herm," Faith said back.

Hermione rested her arms on the rail. "Whats up?"

"Nothin'."

"So. . . your're not mad at Harry then, right?"

Faith looked at Hermione. "Why would I be?"

Hermione shrugged. "He thought you were."

"Sorry."

"Dont tell me. Make sure you let him know." Hermione studied the look on Faiths face and giggled.

"What?"

"Ive seen that look before. On Ginny and Lavenders face."

"What look?"

"That look that says I am so happy with the guy I got."

Faith blushed. "Yeah, I guess I am."

"He's happy to."

"You think so?"

"Faith, I know so. You should of seen how comfortable and happy he looked next to, or, should I say . . ." Faith blushed. "Never mind. Either way he looked really happy."

"Did he?"

"Faith, you have no idea what Harrys been through. No one does really. You know his parents death has just started to sink in his third year. He had Ron and me through it all, but were not enough anymore."

"Why not?

"Harry needs someone he can relate to." Faith was silent but Hermione continued. "I don't know what it is about you Faith. But we all like you, and your company. And we all know Harry likes you to. Do you have any idea what it meant to us all how peaceful Harry looked last night?"

Faith could only say, "How much?"

"A lot. I don't think he had any nightmares last night. Did he?"

"No."

"See? There's something about you Miss Feathergood." Hermione stood up straight. "We all like it. We really do." And she left without a backwards glance.

A few moments later Harry was out with Faith. "Faith?"

She turned to him. "Hey, you," she smiled sweetly.

But Harry hadn't noticed. "Listen," he began quickly, "I'm sorry about what happened back there. Really. I never thought about how it would make you feel and I am a horrible person for not thinking about what you might want."

"No you're not."

He didn't hear her. "And I am really sorry about it. We don't have to be together like that if you don't want to be and"-

Did guys ever shut up? Harry was being worse than a girl could be. She did the only thing she knew would shut him up and set her hands on his neck. It worked. He closed his mouth but only to open it again.

"Why are you out here?" he started and took back into a cabin. He sat her down and began warming up her hands. "I told you, you do not want Mrs. Weasley fussing over you. She's a wonderful person but she has too many kids and takes more care than she needs to sometimes."

Faith smiled. "Harry," she whispered and she finally got his attention. She leaned in saying, "You are the most beautiful person I have ever met, you know that?" And she kissed him.

A few hours later and they were getting off the train. "Ron!" Percy shouted and the group walked up to meet him. Faith hid behind Harry. She didn't want Percy to see her.

"Are you okay?" Harry whispered to her.

"Fine," she told him.

"Just being shy?" he said in amusement. Faith smiled and blushed.

"Where's mum?" Ron asked quickly.

"Nice to see you too Ronald. Hello Ginny."

"Why isn't mum here?"

"You too? Hello, Hermione. How is school going for you?"

"Hello. Fine. What happened to Mrs. Weasley?"

Percy looked at Harry who he knew would ask the same question. He sighed and finally told them, "Dad had an accident so mum took himt o the healers office. Happy?"

"Is dad okay?"

"He'll be fine."

"What happened?"

"I'm not sure. Geez, just wondering if it were me at the healer's would you be as concerned?"

"Only if you were dying."

"Okay then. Ron, you owled mum about someone else staying with us, correct?"

"Oh, yeah. Faith?" Faith stepped out from behind Harry. "Percy, Faith. Faith, Percy. My older brother. He's already graduated."

"Pleasure to meet you," Percy said taking her hand in his. "My, Ron never mentioned how lovely you were."

Faith blushed. "Thank you."

Harry felt a sting of jealousy and quickly out his arm around Faith's waist. "Are we ready?" he asked, a little on the snobby side.

Percy blinked, as if coming out of trance. "Yes. Yes, we are."

"Did you bring the car?" asked Ron, as they walked out of the station.

"I did."

Faith recognized the station as the one she had run into the night before the Hogwarts Express took off for its destination. Memories came back. Some bad, others were good.

The group got into the car and when Faith looked out her window again she noticed that she couldn't see the car's wheels. She turned to Harry who already knew what she was going to ask. "The car turns invisible," he told her.

"Invisible?"

"That's not all it does."

"What do you-?"

"Going up," Percy said and Faith suddenly grabbed onto the door. Harry couldn't help but smile. He whispered in her ear, "This is the only way to travel." Faith could only nod.

After a few minutes she relaxed and was able to lean over and look out her window. "There's the clock tower," Harry pointed out. "And were about to go over the bridge. The one you told me you always wanted to see."

A few hours later and they arrived at what reminded Faith of some of the old buildings in Chicago. Only the buildings in Chicago didn't look like they were ready to fall over. "It's okay," she heard Ron say to her. "It's charmed so it won't fall over."

Faith gulped. "That must be one strong charm," she said to herself and walked in with everyone else.

After everyone was settled in and had their stuff put away, they all went down stairs for something to eat. Percy had already used some magic so they didn't have to wait long.

"Magic prepared by food," Ginny said as she ate her sandwich, she took another bite. "Interesting."

"Are you going to make a big federal case about this to?" Percy asked.

"No. What am I going to argue? I know, the effects magically prepared food can have on a muggle when not prepared properly."

"I think everyone knows those effects," said Ron.

"But not the exact effect and how and why it happens," Ginny said matter-of-factly.

A few hours later they were all in bed. Faith got up around two to sneak into the room Harry and Ron were sharing. When he heard the door creek Harry sat up and asked, "Faith?"

"How did you know?"

"It would either be you or Hermione," he said. "You just happened to be the first one I though of."

Faith blushed, but Harry couldn't tell. The light of the full moon guided her over to his bed made up on the floor.

"What do you need?" he asked her. "I don't want Ron to freak out when he wakes up."

"Ron's in the living room with Hermione," Faith told him. "And I had another nightmare."

"Are you alright?"

"I'm fine."

Harry rubbed her cheek and felt a tear. "No you're not."

"It just kind of scared of me. I never had a dream like it before."

"Want to tell me about it?" Faith shook her head. "Okay then. Come on." He led himself and her up onto Ron's bed.

"Hermione told me how peaceful you looked the other night. She said you usually have nightmares," Faith said after she was comfortable and in his arms.

"I was," Harry told her. "I don't think I've even had a peaceful night like that. We're you okay that night?"

"I was better than okay."

The next morning Faith, Hermione and Ginny were up before the boys fixing breakfast. "Let's see," Ginny muttered to herself. "We have oranges, bananas, and strawberries, some pancake mix, hey, we even have some of . . . uh . . . Hermione, Faith, what is this?"

Faith laughed. "It's whip cream," Hermione told her.

"It's what?"

"Here." Faith put whip cream onto Ginny's hand and she ate it.

Her eyes lit up. "Can we put that pancakes?"

"Of course we can."

"So who wants to cook?" Ginny asked them. "I hate cooking."

"Oh, let me do it," Faith said. "I would love to."

"Okay."

Ron's nose twitched and he quickly sat up. "Pancakes," he said to himself and was downstairs quickly.

Harry stirred after his nose twitched from the sweet smell. His eyes fluttered open and he looked for Faith who he thought should have been next to him, but wasn't. He sat up quickly and looked around the room.

"Faith?"

He got out of bed and rushed down stairs. He didn't know why. It just didn't feel right not to wake up next to her.

"Faith?"

"Good morning, Harry," three different voices greeted him.

"Where's Faith?"

"Right here."

He let out a breath that he didn't know he was holding in. She was okay. Why had he though she wasn't in the first place? . . . Maybe it was that dream he had early this morning. He guessed that he had it after she had woken up and went down stairs.

He went up and hugged her tightly. After he pulled away he noticed the confused look in her eyes. But that was quickly replaced with a smile and a "Thank you."

"Are you hungry?"

"Starving."

"Take a seat."

Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny all sat around the table while Faith finished up whatever she was doing in the kitchen.

"Where's Percy?" asked Ron.

"He had to go to work early," Ginny told him. "He's replacing dad for awhile. Until he's better that is."

"Oh."

Faith came out awhile later carrying four plates- two on each arm- and four glasses – also with two in each hand.

"Here you go guys," she said setting them on the table.

"Do you want help?" Harry asked her.

"No thank you."

She came out again carrying juice and whip cream and other topping for the pancakes. Last but not least she came out with a plate full of pancakes. She took her seat and smiled, "Okay everyone, dig in."

They gladly did. "This is great!" Ron smiled.

"Where did you learn how to cook?"

"My dad was never really home at night," Faith began, "and since we never had enough food, I just learned how to throw things together."

"Oh."

It felt good to slowly tell everyone more about her. Not everything, but at least the lying could stop.

An small gray owl flew in through the window and landed by Ron's plate. "That was your best landing yet," Ron told him.

"What's his name?" Faith asked.

"Errol. I'm surprised he didn't crash like he usually does."

Ron folded the letter that he had taken from Errol back up and told everyone what it said. "It's from mum. She she'll be home around four with dad. And she said she wanted the place cleaned up and, Faith, she is wondering how you are doing."

Everyone laughed. "Is she really?" Faith asked.

"Yip. Okay, come on guys."

Later that day, just as the four were finishing up, Molly Weasley, and her husband, Arthur Weasley, were walking in through the door.

"Ron?! Ginny!"

They heard feet stomping down the stairs as a group of teenagers rushed up to them. "Hey, mum."

"Hello dear."

"How are you dad?"

"I'm fine, thank you. Hermione, how are you doing?"

"Fine thank you. And yourself?"

"Much better, thank you. Hello Harry."

"Hello Mr. Weasley."

Faith couldn't help but feel a little jealous at this happy couple and the way they loved their children. Heck, they even loved Hermione and Harry almost just as much.

Harry looked back at Faith and noticed her small smile at him. He grabbed her hand and pulled her though everyone. "Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, this is Faith. Faith Feathergood."

Mrs. Weasley stopped hugging Ginny and starred at Faith. Her smiling face quickly turned into a face of confusion and hurt. Not Feathergood! Surely she had heard wrong. Wasn't Marie Feathergood going to kill her daughter for the sake of everyone's safety? . . . almost everyone. Then she remembered why Marie could never do what she planned and her eyes blurred over.

Faith felt like a million memories spilled into her head all at once, so she couldn't sort them out. Who was this woman? Where did she know her from? Hadn't she met her before?

"F-F-Faith?" Mrs. Weasley stuttered. Why was she doing that? She had saved this child, she should be throwing her arms around her neck thanking Merlin that she was still alive. But instead, it was like she was seeing a ghost.

"H-hello," Faith mumbled. Why did she feel so nervous?

The others could see the awkwardness between Faith and Mrs. Weasley. They could feel the tension, and it was strong.

"Mum?"

Mrs. Weasley fell back onto a chair and everyone rushed to her side.

"No, no," she said waving them all away with her hands. "Go upstairs, all of you. I'll- I'll call you down later for dinner."

"You sure."

"Yes, yes, go!"

They did as they were told. Once they were gone Mr. Weasley kneeled down by his wife who looked at him and said, "Arthur, did I hear what I thought I heard? Feathergood? Feathergood?!"

"Yes, dear. You did."

"Do you think she anything like her mother?"

"Let's hope not." Mrs. Weasley took in another breath and Mr. Weasley said to her, "Molly, we have things that belong to Faith."

"I know."

"And Molly?"

"What?"

"Remember that promise that you made long ago? To Marie?"

Mrs. Weasley thought and more tears slipped down her cheeks. "I do," she cried. "I don't want to keep it though. Faith seems like such girl from what Ron told em about her. I'd hate to change anything about that and scare her."

"I know. But you made a promise. And you can not go back on it. For Faith."

"Yes," she agreed. "But not right now. Tomorrow is Christmas. Right now I need a way for everyone to forget this happened."

"What was that all about?" Ron asked no one in particular.

"Don't know," said Ginny.

Harry gave a Faith a knowing look and soon everyone was looking at her.

"What?" she asked them. "I-guys"-

"Ron! Ginny!" Mrs. Weasley's voice called. "Would you please come and help me?!"

"Coming!"

Faith followed Ginny and Ron out the door but went into her own bedroom. Harry got up to follow her but Hermione stopped him. "What?"

"What is it about Faith that you're not telling us?" she asked him.

"What makes you think I'm not telling something?"

"Because I've known you for a good five and half years, I can tell," she said. Harry sighed. Hermione got up and walked over to him. "We all like Faith, Harry. We really do. And we want to help her."

Harry nodded. "I'll talk to her." He walked away and into the room Faith was sharing with the others. "Hey," he said and walked in.

Faith looked at Harry and closed the black book she was reading and the voices she was hearing stopped. "Yes?"

Harry sat next to her. "Do you know what that was all about?" he asked.

Faith nodded. "I do."

"What then?"

She looked at him and said, "Her and my mom were best friends."