A/N Okay, I will try not to get too angry here but. . . DOESN'T ANYONE READ MY A/N'S?! Sure, they're long, a bit too long maybe, but they are there for a reason! I KNOW that Ginny's name is Ginevra, not Virginia!! I KNOW THAT, OK?! But before JK's site came out her name was Virginia and I am not going to change it for this fic. If you don't like that, well. . . fine.
Ok, onto the other stuff. I apologise a trillion times for the terrible delay with this chapter, not only was I waiting for my BETA, but I re-did the entire chapter and almost doubled it in size (almost). And I didn't want to keep you waiting any longer so this chapter has about 43094-9834 mistakes in it, as well as my spellcheck not working, but I hope you enjoy it all the same, I know I did.
Oh! And I saw PoA, loved it too. I though the freeze frame ending was a bit cheesy though, and didn't think the guy who played Lupin was right [forget actor's name] and James was too old. Snape was brilliant though, I have to stress that.
::Chapter 6 – Catherine::
Dedication: theflyingmartini& magicrules for guessing the movie at the end. It was Sense and Sensibility by the way =D
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Ginny walked through the rain, her make-up running down her face and her dress sticking to her body. She pulled a wet curtain of hair from across one side of her face, sighing ruefully.
"Oh shit." She said aloud, getting her shoe caught in yet another crack. She sighed again and removed her shoes, swinging them dejectedly as she continued walking. She shivered slightly, cursing her stupidity for walking blindly out into the rain by herself.
It wasn't my fault. . . bloody arrogant Harry Potter, she glowered. Thinks he owns me. I hate him.
She sniffed and shivered again, coming into her street. The sky was black and uninviting, the rain pelting down now. Ginny hurried slightly, not wanting to be out during thunder and lightening. She reached her house and ran up the path, fumbling for her wand to unlock the door.
She opened it and stepped inside, sagging in relief against the front door. She dropped her wand and shoes by the door and collapsed on the worn chair by the fireplace.
Ugh, shower. She thought, rising as water droplets ran down her. Just then her fireplace glowed green and a figure stepped into her living room.
"Where did you go?" Jason asked, lines of worry etched on his face.
"I would have thought it was obvious, being home and all." Ginny said, not looking at him.
"Look at you, you're sopping wet! Why for the love of Merlin did you walk home in the rain? Your family as well as the Longbottoms were going out of their minds in worry." He said all in one breath. "So was I." he added.
Ginny rubbed her forehead, looking at him now.
"I'm sorry, I just wasn't feeling well." Ginny said softly, gazing at him.
Jason strode across the room and wrapped her in a hug. "You are going to make me go prematurely grey, you know that?" he informed her in a slightly muffled voice.
Ginny rested her head on his shoulder, warmth and comfort enveloping her like blanket.
"I'll still love you." She replied. He squeezed her tight for a second before letting go.
"I have to go back to the party." He said regretfully. "I left because I was so worried about you."
"I'll be fine. Just need a hot shower and my bed." Ginny said lightly.
"Okay. . ." Jason said doubtfully. He kissed her swiftly and headed back to the fireplace.
"Oh Gin?" he asked.
"Hmm?"
"My sister arrives tomorrow. She can't wait to meet you and your family. Maybe you could show her around." He suggested.
"I'd love to." Ginny said warmly. Jason smiled and disappeared into the fire.
On her way to have a shower she passed her bed and walked into her bedroom and stared at it.
Just for five minutes, she thought as she laid her still dripping wet body down on the bed.
I feel cold, were her first thoughts the next morning.
Ginny opened her eyes and looked around groggily, her head refusing to move from the pillow. shivers racked her body and she sneezed violently before cursing her stupidity in falling asleep. She rolled over slowly and groaned, the feeling of thickness in her head dropping on her like a weight.
I hate the morning, Ginny thought suddenly. I really hate them; it means the chance of a bad day. She groaned again and heaved herself out of bed, limping blindly towards the shower in her still damp clothing. She sneezed again; almost flying backwards it was so strong.
Just don't make me fall into any ponds today, she pleaded silently to whoever was listening as she stepped into the shower after peeling off the damp dress from last night.
Coming out of the shower, Ginny shoveled down some breakfast and gulped her coffee before attacking her messy closet to find something decent. It was nearing October and was slowly cooling down after a small Indian Summer, so Ginny chose a long, flowing white skirt and a green long-sleeved top. She sighed at her appearance in the mirror, remembering a time many years ago in sixth year when she had done the same thing. Back then though, a different Ginny had been staring back at her, a Ginny with more confidence and a Ginny who didn't care what anyone thought. A Ginny who was in love with a Harry.
How different she was now, now that she cared about every single little thing and up until a couple of days ago she hadn't lost her temper in years – no wonder her family had looked so stunned.
However it's for the best, what would Jason think if he saw how I was back then? She thought ruefully, staring distastefully at her reflection. She took one last look before striding out the door purposefully, in between coughing and sneezing fits. Jason's sister would be catching the Knight Bus from the International Apparating Point to the Ministry, where Ginny would meet her.
Here I go. . . Ginny thought, heading towards the fireplace.
Harry shook his head again, then again just in case the fifty-fourth time hadn't done anything. He was sitting with Ron and Hermione in the bar below his hotel room, catching up on all the lost years. It was good being with them again, he had always known that they would marry. At the moment though, he was finding it really hard talking to them. This was mainly because he was surprised and confused about the recent news of an upcoming marriage, both of them actually.
He had been lost in thought for what seemed like hours, staring miserably outside to the grey London sky – while Ron and Hermione bickered. He hadn't meant to act that way to Ginny, hadn't meant to make her angry. He felt bad for behaving like that, but when he saw her, he hadn't been quite sure of what to say. What was he supposed to say with the person you fell in love with during school then didn't see for six years - after a not-so-nice break up?
Of all the places he had been those six years, that was what girls loved about him; his unaffected and cocky attitude mixed with his good looks. At first, he had longed for Ginny those first few weeks in the strange new countries, confused and upset as to why she had wanted to break up. He certainly hadn't, he had had no trouble imagining spending the rest of his life with her. But the months of hero-worship for being a Quidditch star had gone to his head, like it did with many others. The longing for Ginny became slightly less painful, then it became a simple thought, then a forgotten memory.
Seeing her again was weird, he couldn't seem to stop himself from teasing her. It was like a switch that couldn't be turned off, and it only got worse when he heard the news of her engagement. Harry wrinkled his nose distastefully as an image of Jason Banton came up in his head, as much as he wanted to dislike the man, he couldn't. He was too nice, too much like how he should have been to Ginny. Of course, how could he act normally with someone he didn't know any longer?
What happened to her? Harry wondered. That wasn't the Ginny I remember. Hermione sharp voice cut through his thoughts suddenly, bringing him back to the conversation. Or rather, their argument.
Now what are they bickering about this time? Harry thought sarcastically. It was true, they had been furiously whispering about something that Harry couldn't quite figure out what it was about.
"What will they think?" Hermione asked in a scandalous voice, ignoring Harry's curious face.
"They won't think anything, Mione! You're the one who suggested it in the first place!" Ron said in a hushed, agitated whisper. He ran his hand through his hair, making it stick up like an eight-year-old.
Hermione looked doubtful but seeing Harry's interested face and Ron's uptight one, she nodded her head, smiling a bit too forcefully. "Okay. It's just, that's where my parents. . . you know. That's why I wanted to. . . you know. I don't want it to be all big and. . . you kn-"
Harry raised an eyebrow. "Right! Well. . . What time do we have to be at the Burrow for lunch?" he said cheerfully, interrupting.
"Not for another few hours." Ron said uncertainly, throwing another look at his fiancé. Hermione pursed her lips together
An uncomfortable silence fell over the three friends, stretching between them awkwardly. Harry stared determinedly out the window; he could see their reflection in the glass. Hermione was looking anxious and Ron was looking a bit clueless – which really wasn't anything new. They were giving each other quick, hesitant glances. Harry knew why, he felt uneasy himself. When he had first met up with Ron and Hermione after not seeing them for all those years, it had been easy to talk – but not about situations at hand. They had talked easily about the past years and what they had missed. That was over now, now came this silence.
"Ron," Hermione whispered sharply, cutting into the silence. "You've got dirt on your nose. Right there." She said, pointing at the offending speck of dirt. Ron's ears turned red and he scrubbed in what he was a discreet way. Harry felt a smile grace his lips, these were the people he knew. He started grinning, shaking his head. Ron's ears, if possible, turned even redder.
"What?" he said defensively, knitting his eyebrows together.
"Nothing, nothing." Harry chuckled, looking at his friends fondly. "It just reminded me of our first day." Seeing Ron's blank look he plunged onwards. "You know, the first day of Hogwarts, on the train."
Realization hit Hermione and she got that all-too-familiar glint in her eye. "Oh yes." She giggled.
"What? What time on the train?" Ron asked, obviously wanting to be included on the joke.
"Don't you remember?" Harry grinned, eyes alight with mirth. "On the train, when Hermione told you that you had dirt on your nose?" Now, not only were his ears red, but Ron's entire face was steadily beginning to resemble a tomato.
"Completely off the topic!" Ron sputtered indignantly, waving his hands about.
Harry just smirked; the tension had left the room completely, leaving a happy, warm atmosphere in its place. It was almost like being back at Hogwarts again, laughing and joking.
"I remember thinking what a jerk you were." Hermione said reminiscently, giving her boyfriend a fond look.
"Yeah, well, this jerk saved you from a troll." Ron muttered.
"With help from me!" Harry said huffily, laughing.
"Well I never would have been there in the first place if it wasn't for you two." Hermione said primly, like her word was final.
"Oh, you know you were bad sometimes Mione." Ron said dismissively, though he was grinning.
"Like when you punched Malfoy." Harry said enthusiastically.
"And when you turned yourself into a cat in the bathrooms." Ron added, not wanting to leave something like that out.
"That was an accident, I wasn't being bad." Hermione argued, hands on hips. It was amazing how she could suddenly look so threatening.
Ron backed down a little, seeing warning signs. "Well, you saved us countless times too." He said agreeably. Hermione looked slightly mollified at this, looking a bit proud too.
"Like with the Time-Turner," Harry put in instantly. "And with the Basilisk in second year and making the Polyjuice Potion."
"And helping Harry with the Triwizard Tournament in fourth year." Ron said, in what seemed like awe. She really was amazing, no wonder he loved her. They never would have survived Hogwarts without her.
"Well I wasn't supposed to do that." Hermione said stiffly, but she looked pleased and a faint pink tinge appeared on her cheeks.
"You weren't supposed to organise an illegal defence group either." Harry said teasingly. He felt totally relaxed, a feeling he hadn't experience in years. He had always had to be on his guard, never letting down the wall around him. It was nice to be himself.
"It wasn't illegal then!" Hermione said in a shrill voice, but she was smiling too.
"You didn't seem to have trouble jinxing the fake Galleons." Ron said mildly, tone light and joking.
Hermione glared at him.
"If you're done trying to prove I wasn't an angel during school, then you've succeeded." She said crossly, folding her arms together.
Ron and Harry did their best to look like a dog that has just been caught peeing on the carpet, sending mock-scared glances at each other. A smile played at the edge of Hermione's lips, making her eyes shine. She rolled her eyes, shaking her head.
"Honestly." She said, still trying to look hurt but it wasn't really working. ". . . Impossible." She muttered.
They fell into silence again, except this time it was a comfortable one, one between friends. Harry gave a quiet, satisfied sigh. If only things could be like this between him and Ginny. Why did she have to be so calculating?
Harry watched in interest as Hermione's head suddenly snapped upwards and she sent a strange look over at Ron. He caught the look straight away, he had been staring at her already. Ron nodded in a silent agreement, his ears going pink slightly.
"Look Harry, do you mind if Mione and I er. . . go. . . somewhere?" He said uncertainly.
"No. . . not at all." Harry said slowly, wondering where they were going. "You're coming to lunch right?"
"Er, yes." Ron said unconvincingly, while Hermione nodded her head rather like a robot.
"Okay, see you there then." Harry said with a confused look on his face. Ron and Hermione got up, Hermione giving him a quick hug.
"We'll see you. . ." Hermione trailed off, looking like she had been going to say more. Harry nodded, still confused.
"Bye." He called out as they Disapparate with a crack. He was getting the feeling they were hiding something.
Something fluttered out of the corner of his eye, catching Harry's attention. It must have fallen out of Ron or Hermione's robes. He reached over and picked it up, realizing it was a photograph. Harry's eyes widened. It was Ginny and Jason, Jason appeared to be forcing a large and ugly hat on a giggling Ginny. Harry clenched the photograph tighter, not sure what to do. He knew what to think however.
He was thinking that it should be impossible to love someone who he shouldn't, especially after so many years.
Ginny looked around frantically. Once again, she was late because of her disability with Apparating. She always managed to end up somewhere completely different that where she wanted to be when she was using Floo.
What if she's been and gone? Her mind thought hysterically. What if I missed her and she's wandering the streets alone in a strange country?
At this terrifying thought, Ginny promptly sat on the ground and began crying silently, feeling horribly guilty. She didn't notice someone stop beside her and a shadow fall over her slender frame.
A hand touched her shoulder gingerly and a soft, timid voice asked if she was all right.
Ginny looked up in surprise through tear-filled vision, gazing up at the person in front of her.
"No," she said miserably. "I've lost someone I'm supposed to pick up and she's probably alone and scared and here I am sitting here being useless and crying."
The girl or woman –Ginny couldn't tell—began laughing. "Well I can promise you I only get scared when my brother is angry." She said, her eyes shining brightly.
Ginny hiccupped pitifully and kept staring at her, looking hopeful and sad at the same time.
"I'm Catherine." She said as she helped Ginny up, who was looking like her dreams had just come true.
"You mean you're not lost?" Ginny asked, brushing herself off. Catherine laughed and gave her a hug because she looked so down.
"I had forgotten Jason had told me you were my age. He didn't say you were so concerned for my well-being however." She teased. Ginny looked at her and it was like she was seeing a female version of Jason. The resemblance just shone through. She was quite pretty too, not beautiful but she had a refreshing face and a happy smile which made you want to look at her.
"Hi, I'm Ginny." She said, smiling brightly. "Let's get started. . . oh dear I sound like a tour guide." She said as her face fell again.
Catherine laughed again. "I can see why Jason loves you." She said.
"You really love him too don't you?" Ginny asked, helping Catherine with her bags.
"Oh yes. He's very protective of me, being his little sister and all." Claudia answered, smiling sweetly. Ginny used her wand to shrink Catherine's trunks.
"That sounds like him." Ginny agreed. "Do you want to stop for coffee?"
"Sounds good." Catherine answered.
They walked to a coffee shop, a comfortable silence stretching out between them.
"So Catherine," Ginny started after they had sat down.
"Oh no, call me Cath. I hate Catherine." Catherine said passionately, shaking her head and wrinkling her nose.
"Yeah, I hate Virginia. Though no one has called me that in years." Ginny laughed, not mentioning that Harry had called her exactly that last night.
"Jason calls me Kitty, which I didn't like at first but I suppose I've gotten used to it because he never calls me anything else." Cath said, taking a sip of her milky coffee.
"Well, Kitty," Ginny said laughingly. "In a couple of days all the females of the family are going to Diagon Alley to shop for the wedding. Angelina, Penny, Mum, Sabine, Fleur." Ginny said, ticking them off on her fingers. "Oh and Hermione." She added. "We need to find bridesmaid dresses for all of you and something for Sabine and Nate as well as my dress." Ginny groaned and laid her head in her hands. "I am never going to pull this off."
"Relax," Cath said, rubbing Ginny's shoulder. "The wedding is not for a few months. With all of us we will find millions of bridesmaid dresses as well as a beautiful dress for you." Ginny looked at her gratefully. "As well as something adorable for Nate and Sabine." Cath added.
Ginny was silent, still anxious about the wedding.
"You sound like you've done this before." Ginny said finally.
Cath's face clouded and she took a sip of her coffee.
"I have." She whispered.
Ginny's eyes widened and she looked at her questioningly. Cath studied her for a second before relenting.
"A few years ago I met someone I fell head over heels in love with. I was only just out of school and he practically stole my heart and convinced me to get married. Jason hated him and didn't believe he loved me, but I didn't listen to him. The wedding went ahead and on the day of the wedding I arrived at the church only to find he hadn't shown up. He left a message saying he would only marry a virgin."
Ginny gasped, unable to believe it.
"You see, he convinced me to sleep with him. Because I loved him so much I agreed, thinking we were getting married anyway. But then. . . he didn't show because I wasn't a. . . virgin. I couldn't tell anyone that he was the one I had lost my virginity to, I just couldn't."
"Did you tell Jason?" Ginny asked, horrified.
"He made me. He was so angry that he went to find the guy to make him marry me to save my reputation."
"And did he?"
"No. It turned out he eloped with my best friend." She said sadly. "Ex-best friend." She added.
"What a jerk." Ginny said, reaching across to pat her shoulder.
"Yeah, that's why Jason is so protective of me now. But he doesn't need to be. I will never fall in love again; I'm too scared to now."
Ginny felt horrible, here she was feeling sorry for herself when Cath never wanted to love someone again because of something that had destroyed her innocence.
"Oh Cath. . ." Ginny said, not knowing what to say.
"Don't worry, it happened a long time ago. I've learned to forget about it." Cath said, draining her coffee as Ginny did the same.
"Shall we go?" Ginny asked softly.
Cath smiled. "You don't need to be like that Ginny. I don't care anymore. I would have been so unhappy if I married him."
"Well then let's go." Ginny replied, leaving some money on the table.
"Are you ready?" Hermione asked Ron softly.
Ron looked up from the desk at stared at her fondly. "Are you?"
Hermione took a deep breath. "I think so." She said, smiling nervously.
"Okay, let me just finish writing the letter then." Ron replied, looking back down.
They were both at the Burrow alone, Mrs Weasley having gone out to get some food for lunch for all the people coming over. They had come in after she had left; rushing so they could be out of there by he time she got back.
"Alright done." Ron said, taking the letter and hugging his fiancé warmly. They walked downstairs, putting the letter on top of the clock.
Ron looked around at his home and then turned to Hermione. She kissed him tensely; nervous about this big step they were taking.
"Let's go." She whispered. Ron looked at her and she at him before they both disappeared with a pop.
Ginny appeared in the fireplace of the Burrow, quickly followed by Catherine.
"Hello darling," Mr Weasley said gingerly, eyeing his daughter like she was a bomb about to go off. When Ginny smiled, he relaxed visibly and hugged her, thankful she seemed to have gotten over her screaming tirade from last night.
"Dad, this is Catherine, Jason's sister." Ginny said, bringing Catherine forward.
"Pleased to meet you Mr Weasley."
"Oh please, Arthur. You're going to be my daughter in law." Mr Weasley said happily, shaking her hand vigorously.
"Your mother is outside." He informed Ginny.
"And everyone else?"
"Are out there too." Mr Weasley confirmed.
"Tell your mother that Harry said he will be here soon."
"Harry?" Ginny asked, finding it hard to breathe.
"Oh yes, we invited him last night."
"Oh. . . well. Yes. Jason couldn't make it; something came up at the Ministry." Ginny said instead. No, no, no! she thought.
"Oh, I heard about that. Luckily it has nothing to do with my department or I would be there all day too."
"Mmm." Ginny answered, her mind busy with the other problem at hand. She could hardly blow up at Harry like she did last night in front of her family.
"Are you okay?" Cath asked her.
"Oh I'm fine. Let's go out and introduce you." Ginny said gaily.
They walked into the back garden, the sound of clattering plates and cheerful voices meeting their ears instantly. All heads turned towards them, curiosity coming over their faces.
Ginny hesitated, quickly searching for a raven-hair, green-eyed man. Seeing no one of the sort, she smiled beautifully and strode towards her family confidently.
"Gin! Long time no see!" Angelina cried from her seat. Her stomach was as swollen as ever, which was probably why she hadn't gotten up to greet Ginny.
"Hi everyone," Ginny said as Catherine came up beside her and smiled shyly. "This is Catherine, Jason's sister."
Everyone instantly welcomed her, asking her all about America and what she did there for a living.
"I'm a publisher. You know, I plan all the spellbooks for children going to schools." Everyone oohed and ahhed. Ginny felt slightly intimidated, this woman was clearly intelligent and successful, jilted at the altar or not.
"Well, I think you'll fit in just fine here." Penny said, helping Mrs Weasley with the food.
"I hope so." Cath said, shooting a happy grin at Ginny, who smiled back in response. Cath was so pleasant; she had no reason to feel intimidated whatsoever.
"Has anyone seen Ron?" Bill asked. "Or Hermione for that matter?" he added.
Everyone shook their head in unison.
"No, but they should be here soon." Fred said, showing a giggling Sabine a fake wand.
"I'm here!" a familiar male voice called from the back door. Ginny's stomach plummeted and her veins ran cold. Why oh why did he have to come?
"Harry!" Mrs Weasley exclaimed joyfully,. Ginny glanced at him, a rush of renewed anger overcoming her. She looked away quickly. Cath had looked up with interest, not knowing who the strange man was.
Harry sauntered over to where they were all assembled for lunch, grinning winningly.
"Nice of you to show up." George joked, pulling up a chair.
Harry surveyed the table, his eyes stopping on Ginny for a second longer than necessary. She didn't notice however, she was too busy entertaining Sabine.
"Well, can't say that much for Ron and Hermione." He answered.
They all laughed except for Mrs Weasley. "I don't know where they've got to." She said anxiously.
Harry's roving eye soon caught sight of the unfamiliar pretty woman next to Ginny, smiling nervously at him.
"And who is the lovely lady?" he asked, winking at Catherine.
She blushed and held out her hand, blue eyes meeting emerald ones warmly.
"Catherine, Jason's sister." She said.
"Ah, the famous Jason. Where is he today?"
Everyone looked at Ginny, waiting for an answer.
"Oh, uh he's at er, a Ministry thing." She said quickly, still not looking at Harry. No one noticed or said anything about her silence. Catherine was still gazing at Harry, and red alarms bells began ringing in Ginny's head. But she said she would never fall in love again! She thought, not quite sure why this was so terrible. It would mean Harry could leave her alone if he turned his affections to Catherine.
That was, until she met Harry. Ginny watched from beneath lowered lashes as Harry gave Cath an appreciative look. Cath was giving look for look, her face alight.
I would give anything to vanish right now, she thought despairingly, taking a platter of food.
"Yes, but luckily I caught the Snitch just in time." Harry was saying to his captivated audience. Well almost, he hadn't captivated someone, not matter how hard he tried. Every time he caught her eye she looked disgusted with him. He couldn't help it, couldn't help acting this way in front of her. He couldn't stop.
Once again, Ginny thought sarcastically. For the past half hour Harry had been flirting openly with Cath, and her eyes had been seeking his out more and more. But he had also been talking about all he had been doing for the past years, including detailed versions of him winning numerous Quidditch matches. She was the only one not interested in all that, instead trying to entertain Sabine and Nate. However, they were too busy staring at Harry in intense admiration as he waved his arms about, describing his many triumphs.
Her family had also been exchanging looks between Harry and Ginny, wondering why they seemed to be ignoring each other. Ginny caught all of the looks from beneath lowered lashes. She rolled her eyes and pointedly ignored everyone.
"Where are Hermione and Ron?" Mrs Weasley asked suddenly, for the fifth time in twenty minutes, wringing her hands.
"I'm sure they've gotten wrapped up in a fight and completely forgotten after 'making up'." Fred said suggestively, wincing as Angelina elbowed him sharply.
"They said where coming, they just had to go. . . somewhere." Harry said cut in. "They were acting a bit weird about it actually,"
"Hmm. . ." Mrs Weasley said, pursing her lips. "I'm sure they'll turn up. It's not like Ron to miss out on food he doesn't have to cook." She said fretfully.
Ginny, noticing Sabine and Nate begin to fidget from boredom without another heroic story from Harry, leaned down and whispered to Sabine and Nate if they wanted to go over the grass to play.
"Oh, yes!" Sabine said, looking thrilled.
Nate didn't answer, just looked longingly at the grassy area and then to his dad nervously.
"Daddy doesn't like me to leave the dinner table when it's not time to." He said wistfully.
"I'm sure Daddy will be fine with this." Ginny whispered consolingly, taking his hand as Sabine hopped off her seat eagerly.
Ginny walked over to the grassy spot, holding their hands. Sabine sat in her lap and Nate crossed his legs, looking very Percy-like.
Unbeknownst all three of them, Harry was watching them all. It was like something out of a cliché Sound of Music scene. Ginny in her innocent white skirt and the sunlight dappling her loose auburn hair and doting kids holding onto her every word, the green grass as a background. She looked up at that moment, laughing at something Sabine had said to her. Her eyes met Harry's and they turned cold, yet somehow still not ruining the picture-perfect scene.
"I'm going to check the clock for Ron and Hermione." Mrs Weasley said suddenly, gathering some empty plates.
Cath put a hand on Harry's arm, asking about the big match coming out. He shot a look at Ginny, but she wasn't looking.
Ginny saw the exchange and couldn't quite decide at what her feelings were about this. On one hand, she didn't want Harry, but for some reason she didn't want Cath to want him either.
Suddenly a shriek and a shattering crash met their ears suddenly, coming from inside the house. Everyone instantly leapt up from where they were; Ginny included, rushing inside.
They were met with the sight of an ashen Mrs Weasley, holding an envelope and piece of paper with a short message on it. She was shaking and broken glass and china lay at her feet, food scraps on the floor.
"What is it?" Mr Weasley asked his wife, no one moving.
Mrs Weasley didn't answer at first; she seemed to be having trouble breathing. She appeared to come out of a daze and blinked rapidly.
"They've run off to get married." She said in high-pitched strangled voice.
[Okay, you're thinking how Ginny will instantly get jealous when Harry supposedly goes out with Catherine and want him back. Nup, completely wrong. There's someone else for Cath.]
A big thanks to (I always feel so bad for not replying to everyone, because I appreciate it so much and love every single one): cherryblossom08, lost angel92, Phoenix, Dk Lili, miss ray317, sonia, dracoisahottie13, paigemadden (I loved your review – very nice), midnightdreaming, snowman1400, fairygirl, michaelrccurtis, PriBAngel, daydreamer04
Sarah Noisette – Very good guess actually but no.
Hippie-Banana – I would love to be able to update every week, but, unfortunately because I chose to have BETA's for this fic, it is going to be a bit longer getting them out. I aim for a week and a half but it keeps ending up being more than that.
India Ink – I'm really pleased you like Harry's character, few people did. Very few. I hope this was enough background, I found it was really all you needed. But if you think I need more please tell me because I do know what to write, just haven't put it in.
Deer boy – It's been so long since I've spoken to you –on everything, msn, ffnet—that I'm probably going to end up repeating something I've already said. Mm, I'm really jealous you got packages in the mail. I love bubble wrapping, hehe, I'm such a child.
Secondatbat9 – Hurrah, I'm glad you're not upset with Harry's character! Lol, you made me laugh when you described the colour of your skin. Why didn't you do Yr 8 Maths?
VoicezWithin – Yeah Jason is a sweet guy, and yes, I do know her name is Ginevra. Yup, you guessed right with the rain.
Luvhp224 – yeah yeah, I know, mistakes. Lol. Sorry about the pressure to get the chapters out, I don't actually know exactly the feeling but I can guess. I hope you had fun seeing PoA, I've seen it three times already. Love it, but hate the freeze frame and what Lily and James look like. I'll watch out for reconiZing, just my comp automatically spells it with an 's'. Why are you going to Russia?
Crazed Chipmunk – Yes Jason is very nice, but he's going to get confused and upset -- and soon.
Annskers – (see my answer to Hippie-Banana)
Lily-potter-2010 – You said this last time too, 'make Ginny stay with Jason until the end'. In case you haven't noticed, this fic is HG, therefore they are going to get together.
HGfics – that is 100% correct.
lover789 – glad you enjoyed WAM. Louise will be in this fic too, but not until the end. No, Colin doesn't like Ginny, but who he likes is important.
B.J. – Was that enough background on Harry? It isn't that important anyway where he was in the story, but tell me if you think it's not enough.
Miss Sammieh – Lol, no I don't think Harry is normal either. I think he is a hard character to write, so often I have to resort to OOCness. But in my next HG fic, he is going to be just like I would imagine JK to make him. Hopefully. I'm really excited about my next HG actually, I think it's going to be ton's better than these two. I've already figured out the whole plot, (it's got some Voldie) and written half of the first chapter. I probably should have worked on my LJ afterwards but oh well. Hm, you probably didn't want or need to know all that.
Magicrules – good job on getting the movie! Hope you don't mind sharing the dedication.
JuNiSGiRl – no, Jason is purely a sweet guy. But he's about to get very confused. Poor guy.
Happynutcase - gets down and praises happynutcaseThank-you! I swear if I hadn't already said I would dedicate this chapter already it would have been yours for the third time for being one of the few who actually reads my AN's. Lol, I can't decide if I hate clowns or spiders more.
Phoenix220 – I love people like you, who review all chapters. Jason doesn't have much description because, believe it or not, he isn't a very big character. Harry is ooc, but remember, people change in five years. He does need a slap, and he got one too, from Ginny.
JamieBell – If Fred and George are your favourites then you might get a little upset later on in the fic. Something very bad happens.
Lizzie Weasley – You have good one-shots, I really enjoy them. Sorry, just wanted to let you know. I'm glad you caught the slap! I don't think anyone else mentioned it, I can always count on you, lol. I love How To Lose a Guy in 10 Days, usually I don't like predictable stuff like that but I just adored that movie. Yes you will regret saying you wouldn't mind Jason being married to Ginny, give Harry a chance, because Jason is going to get. . . confused.
ZagZig722 – I was wondering where you were! I'm glad you're back!
The flying martini – Well done on getting the movie! I hope you don't mind sharing the dedication, you don't seem like a person who would. I hope you stay with me on this fic, your review really amused me. I loved your rhyme.
SeriousBlackFaith – Yay! I'm glad you liked WAM, and I hope you like HH even better. Thanks for reviewing.
Icegirl-kat – I love Katie and Oliver too! Sometimes I see the odd KO fanfic floating around and always check it out. Did I really make you a fan of HG? is stunned and proud
Buffster44 – Do you really think that my characters are in character? I know they're not but it makes me feel so happy when someone says that.
Alaskenchick – thanks so much for all those reviews! I loved them! You finished WAM so quickly!
Please visit my LJ: PS: Merlin bless you all for the reviews, you have no idea how even one word keeps me going.