JK Rowling owns EVERYTHING! You think she should learn to share..;) hehe.
This one is a little shorter than I wanted, but I'll make up for it, I
promise!
Stepping Sideways
Chapter 3: Overprotective
Harry woke up late the next day, dressed, and hurried downstairs, where everyone was finishing breakfast. "There you are 'Arry!" Ron said through his bacon. "I was going to come wake you up in a few minutes." Harry sat down and grabbed some eggs, bacon, and toast. "I was just tired, that's all." He looked up the table at Ginny, who was taking her last bite of toast. She caught his eye and smiled. Harry smiled back.
Charlie noticed this, and was puzzled, but didn't say anything. "So, what are we doing today?" Harry asked Ron. Ron swallowed his mouthful of eggs. "Well, we could play quidditch. Or we could just relax, play chess or something." Harry thought a moment. "How about both?" Ron grinned. "Ok, then." He looked around at the others. "That ok with all of you?" They all nodded. "Good." Said Harry.
"Can I play, too?"
Everyone looked at Ginny, who looked excited.
"Sure!" said Harry, just as Ron said "Come on, Ginny! Not now!" Harry looked at Ron. "Why can't she play?" He glanced at Ginny, who looked a little angry. "Yeah, why not RONALD?" Ginny asked, in not as nice a voice. Harry new Ron HATED being called Ronald. Ron's ears turned pink.
"Because.. You're a girl! You'll get hurt!" Ginny flamed at these words.
"Ron, you.. You... PIG! SO WHAT IF I AM A GIRL!?! I BET I COULD FLY CIRCLES AROUND YOU! JUST BECAUSE IM FEMALE DOESN'T MAKE ME FRAGILE! STOP TREATING ME LIKE A BABY!"
At this, Ginny left the table, storming up to her bedroom. Everyone looked at Ron, who was bright red. Harry couldn't tell if it was from embarrassment or anger. "Why couldn't you just let her play?" Harry asked, curious, and a little upset that Ginny was so mad. Ron shrugged, looking bad-tempered. "I dunno. Flying is dangerous. I don't even know if she can fly! I've never seen her. And when we play, we can be brutal!"
Harry rolled his eyes. "Well, aren't you going to go apologize or anything?" Bill said to his youngest brother. The latter sighed, and stood up. The rest listened as he climbed the stairs and reached Ginny's room.
Harry heard Ron knock on her door. "Gin? I just wanted-" Harry heard Ginny cut him off with a muffled reply. A few moments later, Ron came down the stairs, looking very angry. "What happened?" Fred asked, a little too eagerly. Ron glared at him. "She told me to go to. somewhere." Fred and George started laughing, Charlie looked shocked, but Bill stood up. "I'll go talk to her." He said. But Harry stopped him.
"No, let me." He stood up and started up the stairs before anyone could stop him. The Weasley boys stared at where Harry had been for a moment, before Charlie spoke. "Ok then, but why?" the other brothers nodded in agreement, before turning back to their food.
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Harry knocked softly on the pink door marked 'Virginia's Room'. "Ginny?" He called. Harry knocked on Ginny's door again. "Gin, are you in there?" He heard a soft crying. "Ginny?!" He knocked harder. "Is everything ok?" The reply was so soft, that he was sure it wasn't meant for him to hear, but he still heard it, and it frightened him.
"No."
He had no idea Ginny would be so upset over a little thing like this. "It's me, Harry, Ginny. Please let me in!"
He heard some footsteps, and the next second the door was pulled open to reveal a tear-stained Ginny. She no longer looked mad, just hurt. She stepped back, and Harry stepped in. He had never seen her room before. The walls were a pale pink, with white border, and different pictures and posters decorated the walls.
Ginny sat down on her pink bedspread, and Harry sat down next to her.
"Ron IS sorry, Ginny." The girl let out a snort. Harry continued. "He is just being an overprotective big brother. What else can you expect?" Ginny stood up and walked to her window, before turning to face the black-haired boy on her bed. "That's all they EVER are! They HAVE to protect poor, little, innocent Ginny! They don't think she can take care of herself, or do anything right!" She looked angry again. "They never trust me that I can do things MYSELF." Ginny flopped back down on the bed.
The girl looked up at Harry. "Why does everybody think I'm incapable of anything? Is it because of what happened in first year?" Here she broke down, sobbing softly. Harry awkwardly patted her shoulder. He understood now. She thought that people still believed she was to blame. That's why they never let her do anything. Poor Ginny!
"Come on, Ginny. Let's play quidditch. It'll be fun. And this has nothing to do with your first year. Ron just being a pain in the butt."
Ginny grinned up at Harry through her tears. "Thank you, Harry." Harry ginned back, happy she was on her way to her old self. "Anytime."
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All the Weasley brothers looked relieved when they saw Ginny was coming down the stairs behind Harry. She didn't say anything, but grabbed her broom and headed out the door. Ron turned to Harry once she was out the door.
"How in the world did you get her to listen to you?"
Harry just shrugged. "I guess I just understood what she felt like." Ron shook his head. "I'm glad you do mate, because I sure don't!" Harry's response was to punch him in the arm. "Ouch!" Ron cried in mock pain, then gave his best friend a friendly shove, making Harry stumble into the coat rack by the kitchen door. "Klutz." He heard Fred mutter before he tossed a wet rag at him. Fred was about to retaliate but just then Ginny peaked her head around the door.
"Hey! Are you guys coming or what? Quidditch won't play itself you know!" She headed back outside. All the boys grabbed their broom, and headed out the door.
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Hahaha! You guys thought it was something serious! :-P Well, it IS serious. but not as serious as I thought about making it.. Please review! Thanks to everyone who has reviewed! ~ BabeyRachey
Preview of the next chapter:
Harry was inches from the snitch, and suddenly, everything went black.
Muahaha! That's it! ;) Next chapter up soon!
Stepping Sideways
Chapter 3: Overprotective
Harry woke up late the next day, dressed, and hurried downstairs, where everyone was finishing breakfast. "There you are 'Arry!" Ron said through his bacon. "I was going to come wake you up in a few minutes." Harry sat down and grabbed some eggs, bacon, and toast. "I was just tired, that's all." He looked up the table at Ginny, who was taking her last bite of toast. She caught his eye and smiled. Harry smiled back.
Charlie noticed this, and was puzzled, but didn't say anything. "So, what are we doing today?" Harry asked Ron. Ron swallowed his mouthful of eggs. "Well, we could play quidditch. Or we could just relax, play chess or something." Harry thought a moment. "How about both?" Ron grinned. "Ok, then." He looked around at the others. "That ok with all of you?" They all nodded. "Good." Said Harry.
"Can I play, too?"
Everyone looked at Ginny, who looked excited.
"Sure!" said Harry, just as Ron said "Come on, Ginny! Not now!" Harry looked at Ron. "Why can't she play?" He glanced at Ginny, who looked a little angry. "Yeah, why not RONALD?" Ginny asked, in not as nice a voice. Harry new Ron HATED being called Ronald. Ron's ears turned pink.
"Because.. You're a girl! You'll get hurt!" Ginny flamed at these words.
"Ron, you.. You... PIG! SO WHAT IF I AM A GIRL!?! I BET I COULD FLY CIRCLES AROUND YOU! JUST BECAUSE IM FEMALE DOESN'T MAKE ME FRAGILE! STOP TREATING ME LIKE A BABY!"
At this, Ginny left the table, storming up to her bedroom. Everyone looked at Ron, who was bright red. Harry couldn't tell if it was from embarrassment or anger. "Why couldn't you just let her play?" Harry asked, curious, and a little upset that Ginny was so mad. Ron shrugged, looking bad-tempered. "I dunno. Flying is dangerous. I don't even know if she can fly! I've never seen her. And when we play, we can be brutal!"
Harry rolled his eyes. "Well, aren't you going to go apologize or anything?" Bill said to his youngest brother. The latter sighed, and stood up. The rest listened as he climbed the stairs and reached Ginny's room.
Harry heard Ron knock on her door. "Gin? I just wanted-" Harry heard Ginny cut him off with a muffled reply. A few moments later, Ron came down the stairs, looking very angry. "What happened?" Fred asked, a little too eagerly. Ron glared at him. "She told me to go to. somewhere." Fred and George started laughing, Charlie looked shocked, but Bill stood up. "I'll go talk to her." He said. But Harry stopped him.
"No, let me." He stood up and started up the stairs before anyone could stop him. The Weasley boys stared at where Harry had been for a moment, before Charlie spoke. "Ok then, but why?" the other brothers nodded in agreement, before turning back to their food.
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Harry knocked softly on the pink door marked 'Virginia's Room'. "Ginny?" He called. Harry knocked on Ginny's door again. "Gin, are you in there?" He heard a soft crying. "Ginny?!" He knocked harder. "Is everything ok?" The reply was so soft, that he was sure it wasn't meant for him to hear, but he still heard it, and it frightened him.
"No."
He had no idea Ginny would be so upset over a little thing like this. "It's me, Harry, Ginny. Please let me in!"
He heard some footsteps, and the next second the door was pulled open to reveal a tear-stained Ginny. She no longer looked mad, just hurt. She stepped back, and Harry stepped in. He had never seen her room before. The walls were a pale pink, with white border, and different pictures and posters decorated the walls.
Ginny sat down on her pink bedspread, and Harry sat down next to her.
"Ron IS sorry, Ginny." The girl let out a snort. Harry continued. "He is just being an overprotective big brother. What else can you expect?" Ginny stood up and walked to her window, before turning to face the black-haired boy on her bed. "That's all they EVER are! They HAVE to protect poor, little, innocent Ginny! They don't think she can take care of herself, or do anything right!" She looked angry again. "They never trust me that I can do things MYSELF." Ginny flopped back down on the bed.
The girl looked up at Harry. "Why does everybody think I'm incapable of anything? Is it because of what happened in first year?" Here she broke down, sobbing softly. Harry awkwardly patted her shoulder. He understood now. She thought that people still believed she was to blame. That's why they never let her do anything. Poor Ginny!
"Come on, Ginny. Let's play quidditch. It'll be fun. And this has nothing to do with your first year. Ron just being a pain in the butt."
Ginny grinned up at Harry through her tears. "Thank you, Harry." Harry ginned back, happy she was on her way to her old self. "Anytime."
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All the Weasley brothers looked relieved when they saw Ginny was coming down the stairs behind Harry. She didn't say anything, but grabbed her broom and headed out the door. Ron turned to Harry once she was out the door.
"How in the world did you get her to listen to you?"
Harry just shrugged. "I guess I just understood what she felt like." Ron shook his head. "I'm glad you do mate, because I sure don't!" Harry's response was to punch him in the arm. "Ouch!" Ron cried in mock pain, then gave his best friend a friendly shove, making Harry stumble into the coat rack by the kitchen door. "Klutz." He heard Fred mutter before he tossed a wet rag at him. Fred was about to retaliate but just then Ginny peaked her head around the door.
"Hey! Are you guys coming or what? Quidditch won't play itself you know!" She headed back outside. All the boys grabbed their broom, and headed out the door.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Hahaha! You guys thought it was something serious! :-P Well, it IS serious. but not as serious as I thought about making it.. Please review! Thanks to everyone who has reviewed! ~ BabeyRachey
Preview of the next chapter:
Harry was inches from the snitch, and suddenly, everything went black.
Muahaha! That's it! ;) Next chapter up soon!
