Sorry that I left you all at a cliffhanger! And Neville will come back in the next chapter.
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"Ginny, we need to talk." Those words echoed in her mind.
She did her best sleepy/grumpy act.
"Harry I don't know how you were raised but…" she stopped and winced.
"Ginny, as I recall you knew perfectly how I was raised. In fact I believe you were going to do a biography at some point…" he said bitterly.
"Harry I didn't…" she interrupted.
"I went to your house to get away from it all," he continued, ignoring her feeble attempts to apologize. "I complained to you and basically any one who cared to listen. So don't give me crap about how I was raised!"
"Harry will you stop jabbering and listen to me…" Ginny tried to cut in again.
"I'll talk to you tomorrow when you're not in ice queen mode." He finished crabbily. He turned around and slammed the door to his apartment loudly before Ginny could talk to him again.
"What have I done now?" Ginny whispered to the empty hallway.
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"Who the hell does she think she is to talk about my upbringing!" Harry half shouted to himself.
"She knows perfectly, in fact, a very detailed about my life before and during Hogwarts. But then again how would she know the crap I went through with the Dursley's, I mean being brought up in a happy fun family!"
After he finished his speech he practically tore off his coat and threw it on the couch but not before realizing that Ron had the couch. So stormed over to the middle of the room and threw it on the counter.
"Where is that damn list I made?" he fumed. After almost three minutes of searching he found the list in his trouser pocket.
"Okay what did Ron get?" he whispered.
List of the things Harry and Ron gets after Ron moves out!
Harry shook his head because neither he nor Ron could think of a better title.
RON:
1. Couch
2. Everything in his room
3. The air hockey table
4. Ron's recliner. (Harry laughed at the absurd arguments he made so Ron wouldn't take that table. Including that the recliners wouldn't want to be separated because they are twins to which Ron sarcastically replied 'Well, we will give them each half a medallion and years later they find each other and be reunited. Also that it that it would be a great day for everybody'.)
5. Stereo
6. Ron's CDs (Although he complained that he had to have to have the CD player for this.)
Ron tried to put 'everything in the kitchen that is edible' on the list but crossed it out when he came back from Hermione's apartment with a bruise on his left arm.
HARRY:
1. Harry's recliner
2. Everything edible and useful that it in the kitchen. (Ron tried to secretly scratch that out but was caught by Harry since the list was in his desk drawers.)
3. Entertainment unit
4.Big screen TV (Ron looked quite grumpy at this.)
5. DVD and VCR
6. Rug
7. CD player
8. Basically everything that is left. (Harry quickly wrote that before Hermione could come over and start to name everything in his apartment.)
Tears came to Harry's eyes as he remembered the fun he had when they did this list. Harry first thought that it was a joke but soon found out that it was real. He also remembered Hermione suggesting that the list name should be 'Recording of the possessions Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley each receive subsequent to Mr. Weasley's departure'.
Forgetting to be angry at Ginny, Harry sighed and out the list in his memory box. That was located at the far corner of his desk.
Sirius had put a charm on it so only the owner and anyone who touches it could see it. The memory box was one of the few inheritances he received from Sirius. It was a simple biscuit tin can but Harry loved it with his soul non-the less. When he had first received it he started yelling that it was some stupid joke. Later on when he as pacing back and forth in his room, he opened it and saw that it was filled with souvenirs and pictures of the Marauders days at Hogwarts.
Harry's heart stopped when he saw a picture of his mother and father kissing and hugging. Just underneath that, a piece of paper was stuck on by sticky tape, Sirius wrote 'James and Lil's first kiss. They didn't know that I charmed a camera to follow them and take important pictures of their first date and hopefully they won't kill me when we open this box in twenty years. But if they do I'll say 'Don't you dare kill little Harry's god father.' That is what I have decided. James and Lily's son will be named "Harry Sirius is the best/most handsome/smartest in the world Potter". I'll name my kid something way better like "The Hulk" or Cougar…' it rambled on and on like that.
Harry started to cry when he saw this. Ginny dropped in to his room and comforted him when she saw him crying. That is when Harry started to have feeling for Ginny but he disregarded them. Almost two years later he realized he was in love with Ginvera Weasley. Ever since then he filled the memory box with pictures and papers and other such junk, of Ginny. And a few others of the rest of his friends and people important to him. And now he added the list.
But just before he put the list in he saw a picture taken when he and Ron moved in together. He looked at it for a moment but quickly stuffed the list in and closed the box
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Ginny opened her eyes. The sun shone brightly in her eyes.
"Ohhh," she groaned. "What the hell happened last night?"
She sat up even though her back was yelling at her not too. She looked at the watch beside her bed. It was one in the afternoon. "Oh god. I could really go for a piece of toast dipped in orange juice."
"Did I just say I could really go for a piece of toast dipped in orange juice?" she wondered aloud. "Stop talking to yourself Ginny!"
She shuffled out of bed and walked wearily to her closet. She looked for a pair of jeans and a loose top. Then she went to her bedside table she got out her wand and apparated to Ron and Hermione's house.
She ended up in the kitchen of their house. She looked around it was spacious. Above the big sink was a wide oval shaped window with lace curtains. Beside that were white cabinets. The oven was stainless steel and so was the refrigerator. Across the window was a long counter and three stools.
"So pretty," Ginny commented.
Ginny could actually imagine Hermione putting two lunch boxes, a pink and blue one, on the counter. Then a nine year old boy with red hair and chocolate brown eyes hopping in the kitchen with a six year old girl with bushy red hair and blue eyes holding the encyclopedia and collecting their lunches with tiny cute bags on their backs. Then Ron wearing a suite and kissing Hermione on the check before leaving for work. Next Hermione putting on comfortable clothes and heading off the hospital.
"Ginny is that you?" asked Hermione.
Ginny turned around to face her. "How did you pack everything up so fast?"
"A little thing called a wand," she responded.
"Your house is beautiful," she noticed that Hermione was wearing one of Ron's shirts. "Am I interrupting something?"
Hermione blushed. "No, not at all…"
Ron interrupted her. "Hermione come back to bed."
"Not now, Ginny is here," Hermione yelled. All she got as an answer was snoring. "Sorry about that, not to be rude or anything but why are you here?"
"I slept with Harry!" I blurted out.
"What!" Hermione yelled.
"I slept with Harry!" I repeated in the same tone.
"How, when, where and why?"
"Well I went to the restaurant and saw Doug kissing another girl," Ginny sat on one of the stools. "Then I went to Seamus's pub and got pissed. Then I apparated here and saw you and Ron dancing. I got depressed so I decided to apparate home. When I saw the living room was half empty I went over to Harry's. For some reason I started to kiss Harry. One thing led to another."
Hermione was silent for a minute. You could almost hear her mind working.
"Ginny was Harry drunk?" she asked with a weird expression on her face.
"I don't remember," she answered truthfully.
"Did you use the contraceptive spell or charm?" she wanted to know.
"No," Ginny replied in a small but terrified voice.
"A condom or birth pills?"
A horrified Ginny shook her head.
"Did you feel sick yesterday or today?" Hermione got in her professional healer mode.
"I threw up a lot yesterday," Ginny said.
"Had and weird cravings?"
"I wanted to have toast dipped in orange juice for breakfast today when I woke up."
"Anything else?"
"My back is killing me."
"Your period?"
Ginny's heart stopped. "I was supposed to get it yesterday!"
"Look Ginny, in my experience and what I know you might be pregnant. Why don't you go to a local muggle doctor and have a check up?" Hermione suggested.
"Alright, today is Saturday so I'll go on Wednesday," she said.
"Why not before?" Hermione asked.
"I won't be able to go today, I am going to pack the whole day tomorrow, on Monday I'm moving, and on Tuesday I have a birthday party to attend," Ginny responded. Ginny was lying about the party, she needed to work up her nerve to go.
"If you want I can do a checkup now," Hermione offered.
"No, I want to find out before anyone else does. Hermione please don't tell anyone especially Ron," Ginny requested.
"I won't," Hermione promised. "But if anything goes wrong or you end up harming yourself…"
"Then you will be free to tell," Ginny finished for Hermione.
There was a loud crack and Luna appeared in the middle of the kitchen. She turned around like Ginny and whispered "Pretty."
"Hey, that's what I said!" Ginny exclaimed.
Luna jumped a little. "Oh, didn't see you there. How did you pack everything up so quickly?"
"I used the unpacking spell."
Luna nodded. "So I had a great date two days ago."
"Who was it with?" Ginny asked curiously.
"Hermione give me a tour of your house!" she said in a demanding voice.
"Alright, follow me into the living room." And so the tour went on like that.
The house was on story. The kitchen was connected to the living room. If you walked in a straight line without looking where you are going you will walk into a door. Luna found that out when she thought the door was open. That door led to the master bedroom, which Hermione didn't let them in.
"It's messy," she reasoned blushing.
On the far right, from the bedroom door, was a glass sliding that was in front of the big green rumpus room. Just beside the kitchen there was a door that led to the hallway to which the two bedrooms and toilet were connected to.
Both bedrooms were big. Hermione then guided them to the huge backyard.
"When we get enough money we will build a second story on top of this." Hermione told them.
They spent the rest of the afternoon talking.
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It was seven in the evening. By then Ginny had eaten spaghetti with authentic bolognaise sauce with bits of cut up bread, yogurt, tiny teddies (chocolate chip flavor) and fairy floss (also known as cotton candy). And surprisingly it tasted good.
The doorbell rang and she answered it. And there was Harry, they same situation like they were this morning. He walked in without being invited.
"What happened between us two nights ago?" he demanded to know.
Ginny was silent for a while.
"Well I came over to your place and you were brooding. After a few minutes you passed out and I somehow managed to drag you to your room. Later on when I made sure you were comfortable I left," she said flawlessly.
Even though she seemed confident her mind was a nervous wreck. 'Please buy this act!'
He had a weird expression on his face.
"I'm telling the truth," she said a bit to eagerly.
His mouth opened as if to say something.
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