Chapter 10: Live and let live ::sigh::
A/n: much to my dismay, Harry lives. 21 to 4. Here is more of the story.
Fire was everywhere. Thankfully, a large spot over Ron's bed had caved in and acted as a chimney.
Great. I'm not going to suffocate. I'm going to be cooked. Harry thought as he stood in the center of the room searching for a way out.
---Meanwhile---
"Bloody git. Hope his face looks like Pansy Parkinson's for eternity." Ron grumbled as he strolled around Ottery st. Catchpole looking for entertainment. He wandered around for awhile when he decided to go to his secret place. He walked past the shops and streets of the small town and climbed the rocky moss covered hill into the forest.
After he was about 50 feet into the forest, he reached a brook, and headed downstream, towards the Burrow. Awhile later, he came to a small waterfall. It was about eight to ten feet tall. Right before it, he jumped the stream and walked towards a large oak tree. There was a gap between the two larger roots where the tree met with a cave. The opening was about two feet wide.
Without hesitation, he jumped down. Ron was now in a nook. The cave had an opening into a cliff where he could see the entire village. He could even see the Burrow. Speaking of the Burrow, It was on fire! Smoke was pouring from it. He had to get home. Fast. Dear god. He thought. What if Mione's in there?
Accidental magic kicked in, and he was at the Burrow. He had apparated. He got there just in time to see Ginny walk into the house.
---at the same time with Ginny---
Ginny sat in her spot by the creek. She had a book with her. A cheap romance novel. They were a sickle each and had been forever. She had just finished a particularly steamy part and she began to think of Harry. Maybe he could do some of those things. Maybe all of them. She grinned. Ron, Hermione and her parents were in town. The twins were in their shop. And Harry? Harry was at the burrow.
Putting her bookmark in place, she got up and headed towards the Burrow. There, some smoke drifting from the house.
'That's odd. It's summer. Why would there be a fire in the house? MY GOD! IT'S COMING FROM HARRY'S ROOM!' Ginny dropped her bags and sprinted. Through the front door, and up the stairs. Smoke was billowing out from the unhinged door. An eerie orange light came from it.
She raised her wand.
"REDUCTO!" she shouted.
The door imploded. Harry lay unconcious in the middle of the room.
"HARRY!" She called and moved over to him. He was out. He wasn't going to last much longer.
"Harry, I'm going to get you out of here."
With another reductor curse, she blew out one wall. She picked Harry up, and jumped out her newly formed hole in the wall, positioned so she would hit first.
With an awful crack, she hit the ground, Harry pulled close to her on top.
Pain coursed through her as though someone stabbed her with a cattle prod through her back.
With one last look at Harry, Everything turned black.
-----Ron again------
"GINNY!" Ron shouted to her "GINNY DON'T!"
It was no use. She was going in there. Not even Voldemort could have stood in her way.
"Think Ron, Think." He muttered. "Of course! A broom! Wait. My broom is inside. I'll go get mum and dad! Can't do that either. Not enough time."
"OF COURSE!"
Ron raised his wand to the air.
"TINMADPLEH ROFLLAC!" Ron bellowed, sending a fountain of red sparks skywards.
Nothing left to do but wait.
"REDUCTO!" yelled Ginny "HARRY!" she said next.
She said something Ron couldn't hear and followed it up with another reductor curse.
'My god.' Ron thought as he watched Ginny jump from the top floor of the Burrow. 'She's mad.'
His thoughts were interrupted by pops signaling the arrival of his parents.
Ginny seemed to be moving in slow motion.
There was a massive cry of "UOYNMAD POTS!"
Ginny hit the ground with a sickening crack. She mumbled something to Harry before passing out.
'Well,' He thought 'At least they're alive.' Ron thought as his parents summoned stretchers.
END!
A/n: much to my dismay, Harry lives. 21 to 4. Here is more of the story.
Fire was everywhere. Thankfully, a large spot over Ron's bed had caved in and acted as a chimney.
Great. I'm not going to suffocate. I'm going to be cooked. Harry thought as he stood in the center of the room searching for a way out.
---Meanwhile---
"Bloody git. Hope his face looks like Pansy Parkinson's for eternity." Ron grumbled as he strolled around Ottery st. Catchpole looking for entertainment. He wandered around for awhile when he decided to go to his secret place. He walked past the shops and streets of the small town and climbed the rocky moss covered hill into the forest.
After he was about 50 feet into the forest, he reached a brook, and headed downstream, towards the Burrow. Awhile later, he came to a small waterfall. It was about eight to ten feet tall. Right before it, he jumped the stream and walked towards a large oak tree. There was a gap between the two larger roots where the tree met with a cave. The opening was about two feet wide.
Without hesitation, he jumped down. Ron was now in a nook. The cave had an opening into a cliff where he could see the entire village. He could even see the Burrow. Speaking of the Burrow, It was on fire! Smoke was pouring from it. He had to get home. Fast. Dear god. He thought. What if Mione's in there?
Accidental magic kicked in, and he was at the Burrow. He had apparated. He got there just in time to see Ginny walk into the house.
---at the same time with Ginny---
Ginny sat in her spot by the creek. She had a book with her. A cheap romance novel. They were a sickle each and had been forever. She had just finished a particularly steamy part and she began to think of Harry. Maybe he could do some of those things. Maybe all of them. She grinned. Ron, Hermione and her parents were in town. The twins were in their shop. And Harry? Harry was at the burrow.
Putting her bookmark in place, she got up and headed towards the Burrow. There, some smoke drifting from the house.
'That's odd. It's summer. Why would there be a fire in the house? MY GOD! IT'S COMING FROM HARRY'S ROOM!' Ginny dropped her bags and sprinted. Through the front door, and up the stairs. Smoke was billowing out from the unhinged door. An eerie orange light came from it.
She raised her wand.
"REDUCTO!" she shouted.
The door imploded. Harry lay unconcious in the middle of the room.
"HARRY!" She called and moved over to him. He was out. He wasn't going to last much longer.
"Harry, I'm going to get you out of here."
With another reductor curse, she blew out one wall. She picked Harry up, and jumped out her newly formed hole in the wall, positioned so she would hit first.
With an awful crack, she hit the ground, Harry pulled close to her on top.
Pain coursed through her as though someone stabbed her with a cattle prod through her back.
With one last look at Harry, Everything turned black.
-----Ron again------
"GINNY!" Ron shouted to her "GINNY DON'T!"
It was no use. She was going in there. Not even Voldemort could have stood in her way.
"Think Ron, Think." He muttered. "Of course! A broom! Wait. My broom is inside. I'll go get mum and dad! Can't do that either. Not enough time."
"OF COURSE!"
Ron raised his wand to the air.
"TINMADPLEH ROFLLAC!" Ron bellowed, sending a fountain of red sparks skywards.
Nothing left to do but wait.
"REDUCTO!" yelled Ginny "HARRY!" she said next.
She said something Ron couldn't hear and followed it up with another reductor curse.
'My god.' Ron thought as he watched Ginny jump from the top floor of the Burrow. 'She's mad.'
His thoughts were interrupted by pops signaling the arrival of his parents.
Ginny seemed to be moving in slow motion.
There was a massive cry of "UOYNMAD POTS!"
Ginny hit the ground with a sickening crack. She mumbled something to Harry before passing out.
'Well,' He thought 'At least they're alive.' Ron thought as his parents summoned stretchers.
END!