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Thank yous for the last chapter updated will be at the end. And thanks to Alayne Cira, who in her smartish ways found a lot of mistakes in the other chapters that have been corrected before I posted them, though I can't remember if I corrected them all.
This chapter is dedicated to all of Yukari, Nyamo, and (shudder) Kimura's students. Osaka, Tomo, and Kagura, Sakaki, Kaorin, and Yomi. I wish you all happiness and hope that you all be together forever. Thank you for all that you've taught me, especially Miss Sakaki, Osaka, and Tomo. I'll always love you all! (A/N) If anyone can tell me who they are, you get a non-existent bubble from me as a prize. Seriously!
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"ALL HAIL RA, THE SUN GOD!"-Tomo
Chapter 4: Drinking, Discussions, and Yours
"Harry! Quick! Come here and try some of this FireWhiskey some of the Order left! It's really good!" Ron said incoherently, while hiccupping every so often.
"RON! WHERE ON EARTH DID YOU FIND THAT! I thought I hide that bottle well enough so that you wouldn't find it! How did you figure out I had hid it in your mother's medicine cabinet?" A very haughtily Hermione retorted loudly.
"Well-hic- I said to myself, Where would a -hic-smart, pretty girl like Hermione-hic- hide any FireWhiskey to keep-hic-away from men-hic-like us?" Ron said, starting to turn red in the face.
"So I decided, where a -hic- hangover potion-hic, hic-was, then that's where I'd find this -hic- wonderful FireWhiskey!" Ron giggled delusionally. (OKAY, my beta! I know this isn't really a word, delusionally, but can we say it does exist, like the bubbles?)
During this whole ordeal, Harry had tried to suppress his laughter on seeing the look on Hermione's face. It went first to bright red, most likely from when Ron called her 'pretty', to a pale white, and back to red all in a matter of seconds. The look on her face told Harry that another argument was going to happen. He sighed half-heartedly and rose to leave from the grass under the tree they had been sitting under, when Ron grabbed Harry in a neck hold and stated,
"Harry, my best friend! Please, try some of this FireWhiskey and show Miss Know It All here that we're perfectly fine and able to -hic- contain ourselves!" Ron said, and without another thought, took another swig of the Fire Whiskey, and gave nearly half of its contents to Harry.
Harry choked on it a bit and eventually got out from Ron's drunken grasp. All of a sudden, he felt very….happy. And light-headed. Somewhere in the back of his mind, Harry knew that he should try to keep a sane mind for a little bit longer, just enough so that Hermione could tell him what to do next.
"Harry? Are you listening?" Hermione said, disapproving with the way her two friends were acting.
Harry shook his head and tried to focus on her more clearly.
"I'm going to go take care of Ron, before Mrs. Weasley finds out what that idiot did to you and himself." She pinched the bridge of her nose and huffed as she saw Ron talking to one of their female classmates she'd seen at school, but didn't know by name. "At least you're not as bad as he is when he gets drunk. Just don't stray too far, keep your wand with you, and make sure that someone's with you, alright?" Concerned was written all over Hermione's face.
Harry took a deep breath to steady himself and replied, "I'll do my best, and maybe I'll stay with Ginny a bit. Yes, I'll do just that. Good luck with Ron though…." Harry's voice trailed off as he saw Hermione catching up to Ron, wherever he was. 'Now to go find Ginny.' Harry thought. Harry looked around and thought he saw a flash of red hair turn the corner part of the Burrow leading near the pond by the garden. He started running, but being in the state he was, he stumbled and caused the few remaining people to look at him. He ignored them, and in a topsy-turvy way made it to the garden. It was getting a bit darker, and Harry was starting to feel a little cold. His head started pounding suddenly and he quickly went and sat down on the swinging bench by the pond.
Harry looked around and felt calmed somewhat, despite his head hurting. He was lost in thought when he heard a splash that snapped him out of his reverie. "Ginny, are you there?" He called out. No one answered but the soft chirping of crickets and an occasional frog or two. Harry sighed softly. Even though this atmosphere was calming him, he still had the weight of the world on his shoulders, AND he was drunk. The effects hadn't worn off in the slightest, and the thumping in his head didn't help either. Harry slowly felt his eyes closing and he slowly drifted off to sleep on the bench, and whispered, "Thank you, my family…Ginny, where are you?" Everything else became still as the crickets and frogs were singing. The only thing that moved was a silhouette that was seizing Harry with sad, shining brown eyes that quietly walked down from behind a tree and sat down next to Harry, and slowly took his arm and hooked it with hers. Then she sighed, and Ginny fell asleep, a slight smile on her face.
Awhile later, Harry woke up slowly, thinking about snuggling into his covers more, when he felt someone against him. His eyes sprang open and slowly relaxed when he saw that it was only Ginny. He vaguely looked around and realized he must have fallen asleep.
'It's probably way past midnight,' Harry thought. 'It's a wonder no one's panicking as to where Ginny and I are. But then, how'd this blanket get on us? And what's she doing here?' As if Harry's question was answered, Hedwig flew down from nearby tree and dropped and rested on Harry's arm, a note in her beak, read it, and said,
"Thanks Hedwig." Too late he realized that Ginny was still there and Hedwig hooted loudly, which further helped Ginny wake up.
Ginny stretched slightly, and tried going back to sleep by cuddling more into her pillow, still trying not to wake up. Her pillow... Ginny's eyes popped open, saw Harry staring at her, tried running away, but do to her legs being wrapped around the blanket and her arm still locked with Harry's, fell and ended up dragging Harry down to the ground with her.
"Ow, it hurts." Ginny said, trying to keep the tears down. She opened her eyes and stared into a pair of emerald eyes looking right at her. 'Harry's eyes…' Ginny thought. 'Wait a moment! What do I think I'm doing!' Ginny got a panicked look on her face and tried to move once more, and at the same time Harry had tried to get up. It happened so face that neither knew what to make of it. As soon as Ginny fell again, Harry landed almost on top of her, but he had spread his arms to in time, but at the same time Ginny turned and they both could feel their lips scarcely touch the others. Harry pulled back and sat up, and not looking at Ginny, helped her up. Ginny bit her lip as she sat up, confused as to what had just happened. Harry felt somewhat akward in this silence, and decided that he should be the one to talk first.
"I'm sorry I woke you up Ginny, and um...I won't tell anyone what happened right now if you don't, okay?" Harry said rather lamely.
Ginny felt a flash of sadness, but shook her head and brushed it aside. 'Those feelings are of the old Ginny, not me.' Ginny's head turned toward him, but still not looking at him, said,
"It's okay. I shouldn't have fallen asleep on you in the first place." Ginny whispered.
"Hmmmm." Harry mumbled. He continued on and said, "But why are you here in the first place? I called you earlier during the party because I accidentally got drunk, and I thought I saw you here, but no one answered.
"Oh, well, I…I had wanted to go get my present to you from my hiding place and when I got back you were asleep. So I decided to wait until you woke up, but I guess I fell asleep too." Ginny stopped talking and tried to untangle herself from the blanket. When Harry realized what she was trying to do, he helped her. He turned around to see Ginny stand up, basking in the moonlight. Harry's mouth opened slightly. Ginny felt him watching her and her curiosity caused her to ask tentatively, "What?"
Harry closed his mouth and said breathlessly, "You look pretty in the moonlight."
"Um, thank you." Ginny blushed a bit, but quickly fought it back down, thinking, 'Get a grip, Ginny. No use giving your hopes up just be content as a friend and he'll never hurt you again. He could never like you the way you used to. You gave up on him months ago, why open up old wounds? Do you really want to be running away from him again? He still wouldn't come get you, because he doesn't love you that way. And the Chamber, it was just because he's Ron's best friend. He'll never come back for you again. You're just plain Ginny Weasley, the only girl and youngest in the family. He didn't mean what he said just now, and that almost kiss was an accident. Didn't he just say to keep quiet about it? He did…' Ginny felt tears in her eyes, and when she saw Harry looking at her quietly, she attempted to turn away but a quick seething pain in her ankle made her stop and collapsed into Harry.
She breathed raggedly, and after she calmed down, she looked up into Harry's eyes. 'I'm made of stuff stronger. If anything happens, he'll have to work for it.' He slowly lowered his head and said, "I'm here for you."
Ginny smiled weakly at him as he helped her to sit down. Her eyes widened when she saw him take off his shirt, and then tore a bit of cloth from it. He went to the pond and soaked it with the cold water. 'What's he doing now?' Ginny wondered. Harry came back and kindly asked, "Which one hurts?" Ginny raised the right one slightly, and Harry began to wrap the cloth around it to ease the swelling and pain. Finished, Harry rose and sat down next to Ginny. Ginny felt Harry's bare skin again hers and felt warm suddenly. She started to shiver, but not from the cold.
"Ginny, are you alright?" Harry asked. For some reason, he felt he should press on and logically asked, "Is it because I'm giving you attention that I normally haven't given out for a while, especially to you?"
He sensed Ginny nod, and was surprised when she said, "Why?"
"Because you've always been there whether I noticed you or not, and lately I feel like… maybe you could be the one I trust most right now about my secrets and fears?" Harry's voice seemed to waver and when Ginny looked up to Harry's eyes, she saw a different person than before. This was a Harry that was vulnerable. Ginny could hardly believe what was happening. Harry wanted her to be the one he'd share his secrets with, when everyone else had already tried. He knew that he didn't say it outright, she could see that his eyes were pleading with her to say yes, but there was also mistrust and rejection if she didn't.
She realized that right now, in some unimaginable, she had the power to hurt him even more than he already was, not knowing why it had to be her. But there was something else there that frightened her, and she knew that if she accepted she'd be his prisoner for life, without him knowing what he'd done to her. Ginny saw tears starting to form, and for a moment she thought she saw a different emotion, something that was opposite of fear, yet so like it... For the longest time she just stared into his eyes, thinking how much she wished she knew him better. Without realizing it or completely understanding what she was about to do, she kissed him on the cheek and whispered,
"I'll be yours, Harry."
A weird sort of fire sparkled between Harry's eyes, and he slowly started to cry in front of her, until he was sobbing into her shoulder. Ginny rocked him gently until he stopped. For a while neither moved, until Harry felt that Ginny was falling asleep again. He rose slowly, and laid her down onto the bench long ways.
"Thank you Ginny." Harry said.
"..You're welcome…Harry…" Ginny whispered before falling asleep.
Harry leaned down and kissed her forehead, lowered himself to the ground next to her, and whispered, "I love you Ginny." And fell asleep, feeling better now that he had someone that he could have to talk to and share everything with.
But when Ginny declared that she would be Harry's, it had different meanings to the both of them, whether Harry and Ginny liked it or not, and all in good time they would find out, thanks to a monster who was awaiting for the moment to make a move.
The only other person that was happier about this than Harry was someone no less then 200ft. away who was watching and went to go report to her master.
Wow! Long chapter! Now lavish you adoring attention on me and make some LONG reviews to keep me happy, please! Onto the thank yous from the other chapters before.
drgn prncss-You actually have a friend who will do that? Lol. Yeah, it just came up in a dream I had about one of my anime shows, Gravitation. Glad you liked it!
Siriuslyobsessed-Lol. I wouldn't mind if the group plays tricks at Hogwarts, but that may be in either long from now or in another story. Keep reading!
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Well, that was good. Hope everyone likes this chapter and the next one! Keep reading and reviewing!
A Harry and Ginny Dreamer