A/N-dances uncontrollably- I got SO many reviews! I am really really happy! Yet again I would like to recommend that you all go read my other story, it's titled 'The truth isn't far behind me…' It is a fic about Lily and James. Okie dokie! Well here is chapter six! (I can't believe that I am already on chapter six and it's only been a month, I usually write much slower.
Fluff alert—this chapter is pretty fluffy. Just telling you!
Ciao! Aimee
Sanity of the Insane
Chapter Six
Eternal thickness for poor ickle Ronnikins
Ron groaned as he rolled over in the hospital wing, slowly waking up from the night's fitful sleep. His leg hurt terribly (Madame Pomfrey had confirmed that it was broken), and he was all out of Pain relief potion. Figured.
"Ron? Ron? Are you awake!"
Ron's eyes popped open. He'd thought he was alone, it was pretty early.
"Hermione?" Ron was suddenly aware of the bareness of his legs and pulled a blanket over them quickly.
"Oh Ron!" Hermione flung herself on him. "I was so worried! We didn't know where you were! And with Voldemort back, and everything… Oh! I'm so glad your o.k."
Ron's eyes bulged, and his face reddened at the contact.
"Oh, I'm fine Hermione. I didn't think you would worry so much. I figured… well, half the time I think you hate me!"
Hermione sat back up. "Hate you? Oh, don't be ridiculous, I mean, some time's you annoy me, but that's only because you're a bit thick about my feel—about the world around you that is."
Ron rolled his eyes angrily.
"You can't go one moment with out insulting me or calling me thick. See Hermione, that's why we fight all the time, I may be thick, but your so bloody mean, I have to motive to try to be smart, because you make it clear that won't impress… anyone."
"Well, you're too thick, I mean, I don't see why you need to impress any one, you do a fine impression with out brains, but you always have to… oh I don't know why it frustrates me so, it just does!"
"You remind me of Mum."
"I'll take that as a compliment, I adore your mother!"
"Take it how you like, its still true."
"Don't be cross with me, Ronald! I don't see any of those little fourth year girls who trade smiles with you sitting up all night to check that you're all right!" Hermione said shrilly, turning slightly pink.
"What? I don't see how you and those girls are even connected. I mean, they like me, and think I am plenty smart, I could have any one of them! You're different, I mean, you're smarter, and wouldn't give someone like me a chance, so why even bring them into this?"
"Oh, Ron, do I have to spell it out for you? Must you be so thick?"
"What do you mean, thick?"
"I mean… I mean… oh, forget it!" Hermione looked furious and saddened at the same time.
Ron stared at her for a moment, then he realized what she meant. She had meant, that she cared, really cared, and that those flirty fourth years didn't. How could he be so thick.
"Oh. Hermione, are you trying to… I mean, you're trying to tell me," he couldn't help but grin at her. "You're telling me that, you have feeling's for me."
"I… oh. What's the bother, yes Ron, that's what I was saying." Hermione's face was so pink, that she looked like a piece of bubble gum with fluffy brown hair.
"Oh."
"Oh?" Hermione wailed. "Is that all you can say?"
Suddenly, Ron started laughing.
"What?" Hermione demanded crossly. "You want to laugh at this? I should have known better." There were tears in her eyes as she stood to run out of the room.
"No!" Ron grabbed her arm. "Hermione, wait, it's just that, I can't believe you actually told me. I have tried so many times to tell you, but I never found the courage, and you told me, and you waited to tell me when I was in excruciating pain, and so doped up on pain potion that I can't hardly see. Bit romantic."
Hermione sat back down.
"You, you mean that you feel the… same? That all these years, that I have been quiet for, nothing. I didn't want to tell you because I knew that in a fight, that you could hold that over my head."
"I'm a bit ashamed that you'd think I'd do something like that, I wouldn't dream of it."
"I know that, now. Now I feel kind of foolish. I told you, you told me, I never thought to far past that."
"That's because you've got no imagination! Here's what I always imagined, because, I have thought of it a time or two," With that, Ron pulled himself up painfully and planted one sweet kiss on her lips. (A/n: kinda corny, but kinda cute too)
Slytherin Common Room-
Emily Creevey sat on an overstuffed green chair, brooding with her fellow slytherins. She was only a first year, but one wouldn't know if they based it on her demeanor, she held her head high, and bossed around everyone, whether or not they were older than she was. She was the most confident person to enter the Slytherin in years.
"I want this map. I don't know exactly what it is, but I know that it must be very powerful, or it wouldn't have been help in the finding of that Gryffindor imbecile. I will get it. Trust me, it will be mine." Her cold gray eyes flashed and she tossed her sand colored hair behind her narrow shoulders.
"Duh, um, well, I guess we could try to get it from the Gryffindors, we could use, uh, polyjuice potion." It was Crabbe who spoke now, scratching his head.
"Yes, I guess that is what I will have to do. Draco, you find out the password, won't you?"
Draco slumped down in his seat. He hated the wretched little first year, but he didn't dare not listening to her. There were rumors that she was in some way related to the Great Lord himself, which was very unusual as she was the sister of those two Gryffindor losers.
"Sure, Emily." He murmured, not meeting her eyes. She always got what she wanted.
She smiled in a sickly way, "I knew you'd agree Draco."
Draco's blood boiled.
Ginny was walking with Harry out on the grounds, discussing the previous day's events when she got the letter. A small gray owl swooped down and dropped it at her feet. Ginny swooped and picked it up, looking puzzled. It was still before breakfast, so the post hadn't come, why did this little bird come early? She cautiously looked at the envelope then opened it, pulling out a sloppily written letter on a napkin. It read:
Ginny,
There has been a terrible accident in the Ministry of Magic. Your father is in St. Mungo's. I've had a word with Dumbledore, you and Ron are to take the Hogwarts express over to London, and go there immediately, we don't know anything for sure now, but it doesn't look good.
Mum
Ginny gasped, and stared at the letter.
"Ginny? Are you o.k.? What is it?" Harry was looking at her inquisitively, worry laced in his features.
"Oh, Harry," Ginny's eyes welled up, even though she didn't want them to. "It's d-dad. He's been hurt, and they don't know what is to happen to him. He's in St.M-Mungo's" Her voice broke as tears slid unchecked down her pale face.
Harry instinctively reached out to comfort her, patting her softly on the back, not knowing really what to say, but hating to see the grief in her face.
Ginny rested her whole body against Harry for a while, just letting him comfort her, enjoying his warmth, and the safety she felt in his arms. Then she remembered that she was supposed to go tell Ron.
"H-Harry? We've got to go tell Ron, he and I are supposed to g-go to the Hospital to see him."
"O.k."
So they went, Ginny leaning on Harry for the support she needed to walk, to the hospital wing.
Hermione and Ron both jumped when Harry and Ginny entered, and Hermione was blushing for some reason that Ginny couldn't figure out.
"Oh, hello Ginny," Ron said nonchalantly, he was sitting up in the hospital bed, Madame Pomfrey had obviously fixed his leg.
"Oh, Ron, it's dreadful…" Ginny began.
"Not really, Madame Pomfrey fixed me up pretty good, it doesn't even hurt anymore." Ron said, smiling idiotically, as usual.
"Ron don't be thick. I know you're fine, it's… dad. He's in the hospital Ron. Mum wrote, said that Dumbledore was arranging for us to take the Hogwarts express to London, to go to see him!"
Ron stood quickly. "Ow, Ginny, what do you mean, what's wrong with him?"
"I don't know! Just, we've got to find Dumbledore—"
"Please, Miss Weasley, calm down. I am here, and I know of your plight." It was the soothing old voice of Dumbledore that interrupted her as he walked through the wing, towards them. "Instead of the train, I have arranged for a port-key to take you to the hospital. It is activated in.." He pulled his strange pocket watch from his robes and examined it, "four and a half minutes. Are you prepared to leave?"
Ginny nodded, a lump forming in her throat.
"Ah, Harry, Hermione, I am glad to see you are here. I assume of coarse that you two want to go as well?" His eyes twinkled.
Both Harry and Hermione nodded, not saying a word.
"Alright, you will all be returning to your lessons tomorrow as I don't think you will be seeing many today, not that you would be particularly keen to attend them. Here we are." Dumbledore pulled out a wad of old newspaper, and set it on the bed . "Now, in just a moment. Every one is touching it, yes. Five seconds now."
Ginny could feel Harry's warmth beside her, and for some reason, it made the lump in her throat bigger. She noticed a single tear rolling out of her own eyes, before the paper glowed blue, and she felt the somewhat familiar tug behind her navel.
A/n: There you have it folks. That was chapter six. Sorry if I have left you in suspense, but I find that it is the best way to make you want to come back! He he. I was having severe problems making this chapter long enough, I though of posting it with only about 800 words, but realized that was preposterous. I hope that this chapter is to your satisfaction, and that you will all review to it, I mean, I am getting some expectations for reviews y'know, I got suchy good ones last chapter! A special thank you goes out to Jaime, who I now absolutely adore, She (I am assuming here that Jaime is female, even though I am not positive) has been a fabulous reviewer, posting a review for every chapter, and I love that, it lets me know so much more, and I would love it if every one would do that. (again, that is every authors dream, lol.) Well here are my review responses;
To Jaime: Again, my special thanks goes out to you, it made me so happy that some one actually did that! I will respond to your reviews in chronological order.
Chapter 1: I, too, was thinking of the whole DA/Teacher thing, since it turned out to him that he liked the da, and delighted in the people's accomplishments.
Chapter 2: I bought the little 'Harry Potter's School books' and in the magical beasts and where to find them addition, I found the kneazle and thought that it would make a neat pet for Ginny.
Chapter 3: Yea, I thought it would be a nice little twist as to the Slytherin Creevey, because her brothers are so… effervescent, shall we say. In this chapter, I have kind of established her character a bit more, I think I can have a lot of fun with her, and Draco's hate of her. I am glad that you have faith in my story!
Chapter 4: Mundungus is one of my favorite character's , because he is so interesting, there are so many things you can do with his character, as nothing is expected above him. And I absolutely love his accent! So naturally he'd be the scoundrel who broke the fluff. Hopefully one day Harry (or maybe Ginny) will find the courage needed. Maybe some day soon…?
Chapter 5: Wow, you had questions in this one! Poor Ron was just being his oblivious self and broke his leg falling. No the Slytherins weren't Draco and them, yes I did add a bit of a twist. He he. (claps) thank you! I am glad you think that my story is interesting! Well, you have been a great reviewer, can't wait to see what you have to say about this chapter, so hurry up and review!
To FelixFreya: I am assuming that this is the afore mentioned Qogmel, only with a change of screen names. (oh, and I am gonna advertise here, go read the story by FelilxFreya, it's pretty interesting ) Again, you helped me, the map thing, I honestly can say, wasn't my idea, it was yours. When you suggested that maybe the Slytherins heard about it, something clicked and I decided to make it so! You are a great and loyal reviewer (and you read my other story yay!) And Ron is thick, lol. Thanks for reviewing, and please continue to do so!
To Sunflowerchild: Yea, I thought the 'Harry almost hearing the two's conversation bit' almost an thing of irony (that's not exactly the word I'm looking for, but for some reason it keeps popping in my head). I mean, he like's her, and she him, but neither has said anything, and he almost found out… well, I'm sure you figured that out on you own lol. I just get excited about my reviews! Thanks for your review, and please keep them coming!
To Fleury: Firstly, I'm sorry to tell you, along with every one else that Draco Crabbe and Goyle weren't the three slytherins, but is was an excellent guess. I sorta left you all hanging on that one. I was originally going to put it as such, but decided to liven things up a bit and have fun with Emily's character! It's o.k. that you didn't review, no one did, so I'm over it because I got good reviews for last chapter! I fully intend to enjoy writing, and I hope for every ones sake, that I continue to enjoy is as I have. For it turns out that I don't have much patients for stuff that's not to my liking, and I wouldn't hardly ever update. (hence the slightly eventless chapters being a week or so late) Good news is that I am very excited to write chapter seven, so it shouldn't take to long to create. I'm glad you enjoy my story. Please review again soon!
O.k. I am kinda searching for some people. Does anyone know who anon is? This was my first reviewer, and they haven't come back, at least, not as the anonomous alias anon. Or how bout Trish Shakespeare. She didn't come back either. I just like to know where people are is all!
If any of you would like to be my beta, please email me. Here is my new email address: c o n f u s e d a g a i n (a) p a r t l y c l o u d y . c o m (just replace the (a) thingy with the 'at' sign, this website won't let me upload hyperlinks)
To my reviewers: thank you.
To all: REVIEW!
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Ciao
Aimee
