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The Forgotten Prophecy

Written By: Jeeths

Chapter 12: Engagement/Promise Ring?

Ginny woke up twisted in her bedclothes, as her mind left her state of pleasant dreamless sleep and winced at the shining rays of sunlight peeking through her window. She continued to lie there, totally relaxed, when the events of the day before came crashing painfully back to her mind, tumbling one after the other. She rolled over, willing herself to fall asleep again, hoping to avoid having to face the would-be trying events of the new day that were sure to come. Luckily, she succeeded.


Ginny awoke again, the events crashing upon her twice as hard as they had the first time as she realized she would no longer be able to sleep away her troubles. Number one being morals, seeing that it would be wrong if she didn't address the situation; number two being that Ginny was unable to fall asleep again due to the fact that she had already stretched the limits of time that her mind and body were willing to permit her to vegetate in dream land.

She quickly glanced at the muggle Hello Kitty clock as she looked around her pink bedroom. Her eyes quickly locked on it again as they registered the time in shock. "3:00 P.M." 'And I beat the record again…' Ginny groaned as she pulled herself out of bed leaving the now unwelcome heat of her bedclothes. 'Eh, I don't feel up to changing.'

She walked straight out of her bedroom, stumbled down the stairs, and slipped into the kitchen where her mother was cleaning away the remains of lunch. Her mother's back was facing her as Molly cleaned the dishes with a flick of her wand.

Ginny walked towards the refrigerator and pulled out some milk. She grabbed a bowl, a spoon, and box of cereal as she glumly plopped down at the table. As she was pouring her milk into her cereal bowl, her mother scolded, "Ginny, you shouldn't be eating breakfast after lunch is already over! Really, what kind of eating habits are you picking up? Look at you, shoveling down your food like…well…a boy!" completely disregarding the argument which occurred the previous night.

"Mmm…" Ginny replied.

Harry and Ron entered the kitchen with their broomsticks slung over their shoulders talking animatedly about Quidditch. When they noted Ginny was in the room, they ceased talking and stared, almost as if waiting for her to explode.

"You can quit gawking at me like I belong at the Reptile House in the zoo," she said heatedly.

"What about that letter and the engagement ring from yesterday?" Ron asked, completely out of the blue.

"Engagement ring?" Mrs. Weasley asked, completely oblivious to the previous day's happenings. Ginny was mildly surprised Ron hadn't told her about the incident.

"Who said it was an engagement ring?" Ginny questioned.

"With a ring like that, what else could it be?" Ron replied. Mrs. Weasley seemed to have finally spotted the sapphire and diamond encrusted ring adorned on Ginny's left hand, and a horrified look simultaneously replaced her questioning glance. Ginny now wanted to push Ron over the edge more than anything.

"Hmmm, like maybe a promise ring?" Ginny retorted. Ron's face screwed up and it turned a nasty shade of purple.

"Who in Merlin's name are you promised to!" he bellowed. He had a reason to worry, for wizard promise rings keep that person entitled to their promise until it is either fulfilled, or both parties consent to the annulment of it.

Ginny grinned; making Harry and Mrs. Weasley shake with laughter behind Ron's back, knowing that Ginny was only trying to get a rise out of Ron. She quickly racked her brains for the person that would send Ron flying off the handle the most. 'Of course, today really isn't my day since it took me that long to figure it out.'

"The one and only, Draco Malfoy!" she announced with a flourish of his name.

At this Harry collapsed on the floor in a silent fit of laughter behind Ron, his broom leaned up against the wall. He made sure to give Ginny encouraging thumbs up before…

"GINEVRA MOLLY WEASLEY! ARE YOU OFF YOUR ROCKER!" he yelled, turning a pale shade of green.

"I'll be off my rocker if I so please, Ron," she said with a shrug.

"How can you be so calm about this!" he yelled.

"Like this…" taking another scoop of cereal. "Mum, I'm gonna go for a fly. Harry would you like to join me?" she said, directing her gaze towards the brunette who gained control of his laughter.

"Sure," he said, traces of tears gathered at his eyes.

"Ginny this is not over yet!" Ron yelled at her retreating back, glancing at his mother who ever so calmly picked up Ginny's bowl of leftover milk. "MUM! Why are you acting so calm!"

"Don't you take that tone with me Ronald Weasley!" she berated.

Ginny, after grabbing Ron's unused broom and quickly changing, left with Harry for their flight in the afternoon sun, leaving the two bickering redheads behind.


Once steadily raised in the air, Harry turned to Ginny.

"So would you like to tell me exactly what the purpose of that ring is then, Gin?" he asked politely.

"Well, since you asked ever so politely…" Harry's face lit up, "then I'll let you figure it out yourself!" Harry looked downtrodden.

"But, you said I asked politely! Which I did! Please Gin?" he said, giving her a puppy dog face.

"Harry, don't worry. Just make sure not to tell anyone until I'm ready to do so myself, alright?" Harry nodded his head for confirmation. Ginny slipped off the ring and handed it to Harry. "Don't drop it or you're worse than dead," Harry nodded once more, "Look at it very closely, and tell me when you've figured it out."

She flew away spinning in circles while Harry watched her as he stayed hovering in midair, confusion passing over his face. He did as she instructed and looked at the metal circle pinned in between his index finger and thumb. He still didn't understand until he noticed that there was a difference in the surface where the sun glinted off the band. There was something inscribed. 'What? Beauxbatons? But…' As he came to a conclusion, he immediately slipped off his broom with a yelp, his eyes widening and futilely grasping for the broom which was now out of his reach as he plunged hundreds of feet to the grassy field beneath him.


Ginny lazily flew in the air, crossing the field at a luxuriously slow pace, her red hair flowing behind her. She heard a frantic yelp and whipped her head around in time to see Harry fall ungracefully off his broom, plummeting towards the ground.

She turned the broom sharply around, leaned forward until she was almost completely hugging her body to the broom, and then rocketed after him. She pulled as close to his body as she could, maneuvering so she wasn't veered off course by his flailing arms as she grabbed a hold of his torso, almost jerking herself off her own broom.

"Gods Harry, you sure have outgrown your skinny 1st year self! You're so damn heavy!" she exclaimed as she struggled to get him on the broom. She settled to letting him hang on for dear life off of the broom handle. "Guess all those extra helpings Mum's been feeding you finally showed up." She slowly pulled the broom downwards.

Harry landed safely on the grass. "Oh yeah sure, laugh all you want," Harry muttered as Ginny flew off to retrieve his Firebolt which was hovering in the air where he had fallen off of it.

"So what made the ever so talented, Quidditch prodigy, Harry Potter fall off of his broom? Surely not another evil double headed wizard making a futile attempt to harm you?" she snorted as she landed on the ground once more.

"How'd you know about that?" he asked, completely befuddled.

"Harry, you, Ron and Hermione don't exactly make sure no one is listening in, especially someone as invisible as me… but don't mind that, it's all over. Continue with YOUR explanation," Ginny said.

"Well I figured out what your ring meant…YOUR RING!" he yelled.

"Ummm…yes…MY RING!" she mocked.

"NO! YOUR RING!" he yelled again.

"What about it, Harry?"

"I-I-I dropped it!"

"WHAT! MY RING!" staring at the open field before them.

"YES YOUR RING!"

"WELL QUIT YELLING POTTER AND FIND IT!" she said frantically searching the grass about them, giving up after looking at the massive expanse of field. "No! It's no use; it's like searching for a needle in a haystack! And to think I just saved your life!" she said, rounding on Harry, "Well, I didn't need to struggle the first time, cause I'm going to kill you now!" running at Harry, arms raised to his neck as if to strangle him.

"Whoa whoa, hold it!" he said, grabbing her arms and pulling them down to her sides. He just stared at the fuming redhead for a minute.

"POTTER QUIT STARING AND COME UP WITH SOMETHING!" she yelled fiercely. "Wait…never mind! I got it!" she exclaimed as her face lit up at the prospect of her idea. Before Harry knew it, she had whipped around and was flying at a tremendous speed towards the Weasley house.


"Weasley Wizard Wheezes!" Ginny yelled into the Burrow's fireplace after tossing floo-powder inside. She stuck her head into the raging fire and felt an odd swirling sensation that almost made her want to barf, but refraining from doing so, yelled for George. Her head was in the fire of the flat above the actual shop of Weasley Wizard Wheezes in Diagon Alley.

"GEORGE!" she yelled for the umpteenth time. She could now see a tentative redhead poke his head out from the hallway.

"Ummm…y-yes, Ginny?" said George, obviously fearing the expected wrath of the young girl due to the events of the previous day.

"Come here, I'm not going to bite you," she said, obviously frustrated because her portkey was lying in the fields of grass.

"Uhhh…"

"George, I'm not mad at you for yesterday, honestly. Just come to the Burrow for a minute or two, I need your help."

"Okay, let me get my cloak," he replied, scurrying off, his relief evident in his face.

In about a moment or two, George had apparated to the Burrow, and Ginny dragged him off into the backyard. It was now quite dim due to the deep night sky that had currently replaced the magnificent sunset, which had disappeared as she retrieved him. George gave a curt nod of his head and a wink towards Harry in acknowledgement. Harry patiently waited for Ginny's plan to unfold.

"So…what am I here for?" George questioned.

"Just point your wand at the field and say 'Accio ring,'" she ordered.

"Wha-"

"Just do it!" the Ginny impatiently cut in.

"Ok…Accio Ring!" he said, not wanting to be a potential target of Ginny's wrath once again.

'Get the ring!' Ginny mouthed towards Harry, and he nodded in understanding. Ginny pushed George back into the house with a quick "Thank you!" shouted "Weasley Wizard Wheezes" threw a pinch of floo powder into the fireplace, and shoved him in before he could get in a word. She ran back outside, only to be met with a subtle breeze. 'Where did Harry go?' she thought. She was about to turn back and walk into the house to search for him there, when something caught her eye. There was a tiny moving speck far away in the field. She realized that it was Harry, and ran towards him. As she drew nearer she huffed, "Did you get it?"

"Yep," he replied, holding out a shiny object towards her. As she moved her hand towards it, he pulled it out of her reach and above his head. "Gotta come and get it!" he said with a mischievous look in his eyes.

"Harry I'm not in the mood for this!" she said exasperatedly, but Harry showed no sign of relenting. She made fruitless attempts to reach it. "No fair, you're using your boyish height against me!" she said.

Finally, growing sick of this game, she tickled Harry's underarm, and he pulled his arm down a bit in a jolt. She made a grab for it, but upon losing her footing, frantically grabbed at Harry that so she wouldn't fall down, but only succeeded in pulling Harry down with her with a thump and an "Oof," emitting from both of them as they landed on the hard ground, the grass folding beneath them. Ginny began laughing as she realized she had gotten the ring from Harry, but ended up with them both on the ground, Harry on top of her.

Harry just stared at her a moment, before he planted a light kiss on Ginny's smiling lips, and another one, and another one, and another one…

After Ginny got over the shock of Harry's lips on her own, she began to say between his kisses, "Harry," kiss, "I'm," kiss, "not," kiss, "comfortable," kiss, "with," kiss, "this." Harry stopped kissing her lips for a moment, and then stared at her intently. Then he rolled over and pulled her on top of him.

"This," kiss, "better?" and he continued to kiss her.

"Harry," kiss, "STOP!" she pushed herself off of him, and stood up. He got up and looked at her, hurt and confusion evident in his eyes as she ran back towards the Burrow, the ring glistening on her delicate finger in the moonlight.


To Be Continued…

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A/N: MY FRENCH TRANSLATOR AND BETA HAVE BEEN CHOSEN!

Alright, I got enough replies for the French translator and BETA. I have decided my BETA will be Kelley and my French translator will be Yvonne. Merci beacoup to those who did reply to the French translator and BETA. I am sorry that I was not able to choose everyone! Special Thanks to Kelley for her first BETA-ed chapter in my story!

Thank you for the amount of reviews I have gotten so far! You guys are the ones that keep me going! I would like more reviews, so just click that button down there! I really hope this chapter was to your liking! I worked my butt off on this, so you better like it! Just kidding. Tell me things to make it better! I take constructive criticism, but I would not like any flames! I apologize for not having it out as soon as I had promised, but I ended up adding a few things I had not planned earlier, and it took a while to work out the kinks! I added more than a page so be grateful!

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Jeethi