Was It Something I Said?
Chapter 11 --"He is so infuriating!" Ginny yelled as she threw a pillow across the room towards the door and spun around to face the window. She spun back however when the pillow uttered an 'Oof'. As it turned out, it was Hermione who had spoken. She had opened the door only to receive a pillow in the face. Still, she walked in and over to where Ginny was standing.
"Are you…ok?" she asked, looking around and seeing the various scattered items about the room.
"Oh, this is normal. I only threw the pillow." Ginny said, looking at the mess surrounding them. "The other girls do that. Have a seat." She said to Hermione who gingerly stepped over a Hair dryer that was floating in mid-air and sat on the end of Ginny's bed.
"Don't worry about Ron too much, I'm sure he'll come around…given some time." Hermione said frowning, thinking of how stubborn Ron could be.
"How much more time could he need! You've forgiven me; Colin's forgiven me, what more does he want? I'm beginning to think that he just wants an excuse to divorce me from the family!" Ginny cried, her voice rising.
As Ginny ranted about Ron, Hermione listened and little did they know, Ron listened too. After struggling with himself, he'd finished his Chess game with Harry ('Take that Potter!') and stomped his way upstairs, had made his way up the girls' staircase and was standing outside Ginny's dorm. He'd raised his hand to knock but had stopped when he'd heard Hermione tell her to give him more time.
This had just upset Ginny even more which had led to her comment about him wanting her out of the family. He didn't want that at all, Ginny was his favourite sibling and he was sure that she knew that. Or at least she used too…he supposed that he hadn't treated her very fairly over the last few weeks and he was now sorry for it. He hadn't known that Ginny was that upset. How was he supposed to know? She didn't talk to him, didn't tell him anything…perhaps that's why he didn't know anything, because he hadn't given her a chance to talk to him whatsoever. He knew, she didn't have to tell him; he'd been a rotten brother to her lately.
Stepping away from the door quietly, Ron made up his mind to apologise to Ginny the next day. She didn't deserve what he'd done to her, despite how much he'd believed it. Ron walked up to his own dormitory and entered the dark room and lay down on his bed, not even bothering to get dressed in his nightclothes. He shut his hangings and stared up at them for what seemed to be hours. He heard Harry enter not much later and heard him settle down to sleep. He suspected that Harry knew he was still awake and just didn't want to disturb him. Little did he know that Harry had problems of his own.
Harry sighed deeply, running a hand over his tired face. Why he was tired he didn't really know, the first thing that popped to mind was Ginny but that was ridiculous, how could he be tired over a person? Sure Snape tired him, giving him so much homework all the time but that was different. Ginny didn't present a two-scroll parchment of essay questions. No, she presented a much bigger problem. One minute she was doing one thing and the next, a complete other. He could never tell what she was going to do next. He knew that he had to admit that up until a few weeks back, he hadn't given a second thought to Ginny Weasley but now…now she was a different person. There was certainly something different about her. When she'd first started changing she'd been an outgoing, loud person, someone who didn't think twice about what they said but now she'd become withdrawn and though she would still throw in the occasional nasty comment, she'd stopped doing it as much. Harry had been worried about her and wanted to help her but every time he went near her, something weird happened.
As much as he'd though this would put him off, it'd only spurred him on more. Though after their last meeting he was even more confused. She'd admitted to him that she liked him but he wasn't sure if she meant it, she didn't seem to think she'd kissed Malfoy, yet she didn't mention kissing him either. Why would she do one thing and say another? He knew she'd kissed both he and Malfoy but she denied only one. Perhaps she wasn't aware of the other act either. But why? It didn't make sense, how could she not know she'd done it? He decided that he'd talk to Hermione about it in the morning, she was a girl after all, maybe she'd know what was going on since she seemed to be talking to Ginny again. Closing his eyes, Harry fell asleep almost immediately.
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Harry found Hermione sitting on the couch in front of the fire the next morning, Crookshanks asleep in her lap. She looked up and smiled as Harry sat beside her. Harry smiled back and sat wondering how to approach the subject of Ginny with her.
"Something I can help you with Harry?" Hermione asked absently as she finished off a page in her book and placed her finger in the book and shut it, marking the page.
"Well I…you see the problem is…" he trailed off and run a hand through his hair.
"It's about Ginny isn't it?" she asked him knowingly and Harry jumped involuntarily.
"How did you do that?" he asked her, his eyes narrowed.
"Do what?" she asked, completely shocked by his behaviour.
"Guess that it had something to do with Ginny." He said staring hard at her.
"Oh that. I just knew that's all. Well no, not really. I saw you looking at her from under your eyelashes last night." She said, a knowing smirk in place.
"I won't ask why you were watching me that closely, I don't want to know."
"Fine, but I'll tell you anyway. It's just because I've become accustomed with being worried about you…" she said, her voice getting gradually quiet as she spoke. Harry frowned.
"I'll pretend I didn't hear that." He said as he cleared his throat. "So do you know why she'd acting so weird?"
"What do you mean by 'weird' exactly?" Hermione asked suspiciously as she placed her bookmark in her book and placed it on the coffee table in front of them and payed full attention to Harry who rather wished she wouldn't study him like she did her books.
"Well she's been doing things and then denying them! It all started with her commenting on yours and Ron's…er…relationship and it continued from there, she was rude to you, she had a falling out with Colin. They're friends again now apparently, I saw her in the grounds with him this morning. Ron was following them too by the way in case you were wondering where he was. Then there was the brilliant Quidditch match, then the not so brilliant one. She's done things when she's acting strange then when she's acting normal; she claims not to have any recollection of them. D'you think she's just lying or that she might be sick or something? It's just weird, that's all I'm saying." Harry said, looking very worried now that he'd voiced his concerns.
Hermione however was looking at the Portrait Hole for it had just swung open and admitted Ron who sat with them on the floor. Ron looked up at them and gestured with his hand.
"Don't stop talking on my account, do continue." He said grinning and grabbing a lone Chocolate Frog from the coffee table.
"Hey, that was mine." Hermione said absently. She looked as though she were thinking hard.
Ron held out the Frog to her, its head missing. She took it from him, looking right through it and through Ron. Ron looked at Harry with a raised eyebrow; Hermione never took food from him if he'd eaten a part of it. As they watched her, it looked as though a light had gone off in her head. She looked at Harry and her eyes focused again and grinned.
"I've got it! I can't believe I didn't work it out before. I've been so stupid!" she stood and ran towards the Portrait Hole.
"Where's she off too?" Harry wondered aloud and Ron shrugged.
"Where else but the Library?" he said as he looked around for another frog.
"I'm off to the Library!" Hermione's muffled voice came a moment later and with it, Ron's half eaten Frog that hit him in the head. He picked it up and stared after Hermione but she had already left.
"Mental that one." He muttered as he wiped the frog clean of dust from the carpet and took another bite from it. "It's shill gofd." He said licking his lips.
Harry just shook his head, hoping that Hermione had worked out what was wrong with Ginny and was perhaps going to tell him the next time she saw him.
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Ginny was sitting at the edge of the Lake when she was interrupted by Colin who grabbed her and pulled her roughly to her feet.
"Colin! What's going on, what are you doing?" she asked him as he dragged her towards the castle.
"No time to explain, we're needed. Come on, quickly." He said as he tugged her along faster.
"Would you stop? I'm not going anywhere until you tell me what the hell is going on!" Ginny said heatedly, crossing her arms across her chest to prove a point. Colin sighed and darted a quick look about him.
"I'm sorry to do this Ginny but you leave me no choice." Without sparing another second, he walked forward and swung her up and over his shoulders. Ginny let out a surprised squeal.
"Colin! Put me down this instant!" she cried, beating her fists on his back. "Colin Robert Creevey! Put-me-DOWN!" she yelled and by this time they were inside the Castle.
"Shut up would you Ginny, you're echoing." Were the only things he said before he carried her up the many flights of stairs.
"You better not bloody drop me over the edge!" she said as she held on tighter "or I'll take you with me." she said threateningly.
"I don't doubt you would in a mood like this!" he said as he walked closer to the wall so there wasn't any risk of either of them falling over the banisters to their early deaths.
"Where are you taking me?" Ginny asked for what seemed the fifteenth time but still she didn't get a straight answer.
"I'll tell you when we get there." Colin simply answered but offered no more.
"That's helpful! I'll know when we get there won't I? I want to know now!" she hollered, making several Portraits 'tut' and shake their heads at the couple as they continued to climb the stairs. In the end, Ginny simply gave up and sat, her chin on her hand as she watched the ground where Colin had just stepped.
"We're here." He said finally and put her on the ground.
"The Common Room. Are you serious?" Ginny said, her jaw dropping. "You pulled me away from the lake to bring me here. The common room." She said again, flatly.
"Well…sort of." He said shrugging and heading back down the stairs.
"Where are you going now? What am I supposed to do now?" she asked, throwing her hands up in the air. She was a little more than miffed now.
"Just go inside Ginny, use your brains." He said laughing at her. She stomped her foot on the ground and upon entering the common room was ambushed this time by three people. Harry, Ron and Hermione though only one of them seemed to know why they were doing so.
"Come with us Ginny." Hermione said, seemingly out of breath.
"Are you alright Hermione?" Ginny asked as she allowed herself to be led up yet more steps. "Did you send Colin after me?" she asked, narrowing her eyes.
"Yes, I would have came and gotten you myself but I had to explain something to these two first. Now come on, quickly."
"Why is everyone in such a damn hurry today?" Ginny wondered aloud but wasn't given an answer. She looked over to Ron who opened his mouth to speak but shaking his head, shut it again and looked down at his feet. Ginny shrugged to herself, not bothering to care what his problem this time was. She just followed Hermione down a semi familiar corridor.
She'd been down here once before, in her first year and as far as she knew, there was only one room on this floor.
"Why, might I ask, are we going to Dumbledore's office?" she asked, stopping in her tracks and refusing to move either forward or backward.
"No, you may not ask, now move." Ron said nastily and Ginny glared at him but moved anyway.
Once they reached the stone Gargoyles outside the Headmasters office they stood and Hermione with a superior look on her face spoke.
"Honeyduke's Best Chocolate!" she said and at once the Gargoyle sprang to life and leapt aside to allow them access to the spiral staircase leading up to the Headmasters office.
The four of them stood upon the stairs and waited patiently to arrive at the heavy wooden oak door that was the entrance to Dumbledore's office to come into view. At last after what seemed like five minutes, it did and Ginny, swallowing hard was the first to be pushed through it.
""Ah yes, hello everyone." Said the voice of what they all knew to be Professor Dumbledore's. The all replied to his greeting and he looked down at Ginny. "I assume you know why you are here Miss Weasley?" he asked her as he looked through his half moon spectacles.
"I beg your pardon Professor, but no I do not know why I am here. Have I done something wrong?" Ginny asked, this question suddenly making itself apparent in her head.
"Not at all Miss Weasley, quite the opposite. May I ask why she has not been informed of the situation please Miss Granger?" he asked, though he didn't look bothered at all with what the outcome may be.
"I'm sorry Professor but after giving it some thought, I did not believe that Ginny would come willing had she known the pending circumstances." Hermione said bobbing her head slightly.
"Quite understandable Miss Granger. Thank you all the same. Miss Weasley, it seems it is my duty to inform you of why you have been brought here. You see, Miss Granger and Mr Potter here have made me aware that you have been acting strangely over the past few weeks and I must say that I have to noticed somewhat different behaviour from you over these weeks prior."
Here Ginny knew that she must look horrified for the Professor smiled warmly.
"I must tell you that you are not in any trouble Miss Weasley so I beg you to stop looking so worried! It has merely come to my attention that you needed to be told of the situation." He said, lacing his fingers together and placing them atop his desk.
"What situation Professor?" Ginny asked, biting her lip despite being told not to worry.
"That you are to be awarded for something you have done recently, can you think what this is Miss Weasley?" he asked her and Ginny felt her eyes widen.
"Something to be awarded for? Frankly, I have no idea. But forgive me sir, but what could it possibly have to do with me acting strangely as you all say I have been?" she asked, feeling as though she were asking too much at the same time.
"Everything Miss Weasley, everything. Miss Granger, would you like to tell Miss Weasley what she has done?" Hermione looked startled but pleased at the same time. She nodded and turned to Ginny.
"Ginny, you've been acting strangely, you know that right?" she said and Ginny looked around the room and she could see from looking at the expressions on everyone's faces that she should know but she didn't.
"Well…apparently I have."
"Yes, but do you know?" Hermione asked, stressing the last word.
"Know?" Ginny asked, cocking her head to the side.
"Oh you're so thick sometimes Ginny. People say I don't notice things, but you, you're really the icing on the cupcake aren't you?" Ron suddenly burst in and Ginny rounded on him, anger evident in her facial features. She saw a bright light in front of her eyes as she did so but payed it no heed.
"You know, I really don't like you today." She said to her brother and raised her hand to slap him hard across the face but he caught it in a flash.
"Keeper reflexes, Ginny." He said rolling his eyes.
She smacked him.
"Chaser persistence, Ron." She said, satisfied. She then turned to look at the Headmaster and the smile that had graced her features fell in an instant. "Oh Professor, I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have…wait, what was I saying?" she asked blushing as she saw everyone watching her. Ron in particular who was holding his cheek. "What's wrong with your cheek?" she asked him as everyone in the room began to laugh. Even Harry who hadn't said anything at all since she'd seen him in the common room.
'W-what are you laughing at? S-stop it!" she said, getting upset. Why weren't they letting her in on the joke? It wasn't funny whatever it was.
"Miss Weasley, do you recall just slapping your brother a few seconds ago?" Professor Dumbledore asked quietly
"Slapping Ron? I'd never! Sure, I'd think of doing it, but I wouldn't actually do it." She said and recoiled as Ron glared at her.
"You don't remember?" the elder asked, amused and Ginny began to get hot in the face.
"No, I do not remember because I didn't do it!" she said, nearing tears. "Here you go again! Everyone's accusing me of things I didn't do! Why? What did I ever do to you lot?" she asked rounding on Harry and Hermione.
"Nothing Ginny! It's not you doing these things, it's—"
"Well then who is it if it's not me?" she asked, interrupting Hermione.
"Well it's you but…oh for heaven's sake. If Ron couldn't make you see, then I don't know what else will." She said, throwing her hands up in the air.
"Perhaps this Miss Granger." Professor Dumbledore said, retrieving a heavy looking basin from his cupboard and placing it on his desk. Ginny watched as Hermione's eyes lit up.
"Yes! It's perfect. A pensieve! Ginny, here." She said as she touched her wand to Ginny's temple (who tried to back away but found she was blocked by Ron) and touched it to the surface of the Pensieve and the small group watched as the contents of the basin began to swirl.
"What--?" Ginny asked but she didn't need to continue. A small version of Ginny appeared out of the liquid and began to revolve in front of them. There was a perfect replica of Ginny standing in what looked to be a devil outfit. Ginny stared closely at it and saw that it was she and she had a self-satisfied look on her face. "Who--? That's me! I never dressed like that, that's horrendous, it's- I look like a scarlet woman!" Ginny said, scandalised. "Literally!" she said and the other four people in the room laughed lightly.
"You see Miss Weasley, you've been doing things that you wouldn't normally do and that was one of them. You attended the Halloween Ball looking very different than what anyone expected you too. I am led to believe that there are many more instances but I'm sure you wouldn't like us to all sit here and watch them like home videos." Professor Dumbledore said quietly as he ended the Pensieve. "You are free to use this as you need to. I will have it transported up to your room for you to view at your leisure. I hope you find it in some way useful." He said and resumed staring at her.
"Alright, thank you sir. But this still doesn't explain why any of this happened…" Ginny said, wondering if it had and she'd just missed the point.
"Oh of course! Did I forget to mention that? Dear me." the Professor said and at closer inspection, Ginny thought he looked as though he wasn't very well himself. "A Potion Miss Weasley! Your troubles have been caused by one lone Potion. A Potion I believe you brewed with Mr Creevey?"
Ginny thought back and remembered the fateful Potion they'd brewed that had gotten them a 'D' from Snape.
"Yes…it's all starting to make sense now…" Ginny said, piecing it together in her head. "Though there's just one thing. The Potion was perfect, aside from the fact that it was the wrong colour…" Ginny said frowning.
"That is something that we do not know the answer to Miss Weasley, I regret to inform you." Dumbledore said shaking his head sadly. "It will remain a mystery unless someone can shed some light on the situation."
"Excuse me Professor Dumbledore, but I think it may have been the essence of Unicorn Horn present in Ginny's Potion that made the Potion the way it did." Hermione spoke up, trying not to look too happy with herself. Ginny just shook her head. Leave it to Hermione. She thought as she smiled at her friend who returned the gesture.
"Well there we go! Problem solved." Professor Dumbledore said happily. "Now shoo, go have some fun before the feast tonight. I know I will be." He said, a twinkle in his eye.
The four of the teenagers left his office in higher spirits than they had been before entering. The walked back down the stairs in silence, Ginny thinking about all the things she must have done that she still didn't know about. They were all so deep in thought that they kept walking until they were back down by the lake, right where Ginny had been before Colin had so rudely interrupted her.
"Guys…" Ginny said as she stood behind Ron, Harry and Hermione. They turned to look at her. She walked up to Hermione, gave her a hug then giving her an apologetic look, pushed her backwards.
"That's for not working out what was going on sooner and saving me from what I am sure is a lot of embarrassment." Next she walked over to Ron who backed away and inadvertently fell into the lake on his own accord. "Well thanks for that, I didn't even have to do anything." She said laughing at the wet couple spluttering up at her from the shallow depths of the lake.
She then walked over to Harry, saving the best for last. "Now, I'm sure that I did some strange things to you because Colin was talking to me about you the other day so…" Ginny said, walking closer to Harry who gulped nervously.
"You wouldn't…push me in there would you?" he asked her, putting on a confused yet pleasant smile.
"What makes you think you're any different to those two?" she asked him, a finger poking him in the chest.
"Well you said some things to me which I think means that I'm very different to those two." He said jerking his thumb over his shoulder.
Ginny's eyes widened. "Oh my gosh, what did I say!" Ginny asked him as she poked him again, making him move backward.
"Now if I told you it wouldn't be any fun now would it?" he asked her, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.
"Harry!" Ginny shrieked, not because of the look on his face but because as she'd poked him one last time, he'd grabbed her by the forearms and pulled her into the lake with him.
She soon sat up and pulled her sopping wet hair out of her face and glared at Harry and spat out a waterfall of green lake water on him. He spluttered and laughed.
"It wasn't my plan to fall in too!" she said to him, flicking water at him.
"Don't I know it." He said laughing as he sat up and found Ginny in his lap. He looked at her, expecting her to scarper, as normally she'd have been very embarrassed to be in this position. Instead of leaving however, Ginny stayed right where she was.
"What?" she asked as she found him staring at her.
"Nothing." He said in a singsong voice, looking at Ron and Hermione who both smiled knowingly. Harry merely rolled his eyes and pushed Ginny off his lap into the water.
Five minutes later the four of them were sitting on the banks of the lake, sunning themselves. Hermione had pointed out that they could have used a simple drying Charm but they opted to dry the 'Muggle' way as Ginny had put it.
"Honestly you guys, I'm sorry for whatever troubles I've caused you over the last few weeks. Once I know what exactly, I'll apologise properly." Ginny said waving her hand around dismissively. "Ok?" she asked, though they could all tell that she didn't care if it wasn't.
"You're different now Ginny." Ron said and Ginny took it to be a bad thing.
"I'm…sorry?" she said looking at him as she propped herself up on an elbow.
"Don't apologise! It's nice you know. You used to be like this when we lived at the Burrow, before Hogwarts, you know back when we were—"
"Friends?" Ginny asked him quietly, tears in her eyes.
"Yeah." He said not looking at her. He did however when she put a hand on his. "Oh Merlin, Ginny don't cry!" he said desperately though he smiled a minute later when he saw they were happy tears. "Come here you goof." He said as he pulled her to him for a hug that only siblings could share.
Harry and Hermione looked at each other and shared a wistful look, half wishing that they had siblings like the Weasley family though in a way they were both a part of the family, whether they liked it or not. The Weasley's were the best family that Harry could ever have hoped for and being best friends with two of them certainly wasn't a draw back.
Once Ginny and Ron broke apart, they had a small play fight, Ginny winning over Ron and running up to the Castle. Harry and Hermione were left to walk back together.
"When are you going to tell her about the things she did to you?" Hermione asked him and he shrugged.
"Who says she did anything?" he asked, shoving his hands into his pockets as he blushed lightly.
"The blush creeping up your face." Hermione said laughing and Harry blushed even more though he was laughing with her.
"Yeah well. I don't know if I even want her knowing about the things she did." Harry said frowning.
"What on earth did she do if it's that bad?" Hermione asked, her eyes round.
"Nothing…scarlet woman related, don't worry. I just think some things might embarrass her."
"Embarrass her or you…or both?"
"How are you always right?" Harry asked, laughing shortly with disbelief.
"Just clever I suppose." She said airily and Harry laughed.
"You're clever alright, books or no books. What would I do without you?" He said as he slung an arm around her shoulders and they continued their way to the Castle.
"Hey Potter, hands off—" Ron began as he looked down and saw Harry and Hermione laughing. Harry grinned.
"Why, jealous?" he said in an offhand voice. He felt Hermione shiver next to him and he looked at her and she smiled as she ducked her head to avoid him.
"No! I…er…well…just thought…ought to have…never mind." He said as he entered the castle and Harry heard Ginny laughing at him and he distinctly heard her 'bawk' like a chicken and Ron's roars of frustration as he tore after her. Ginny's squeals erupted throughout the Entrance Hall as Harry and Hermione reached it.
"Anything you want to tell me then?" Harry asked Hermione and she shook her head, making sure that her curls hid her face from view. "That's what I thought." Harry said as they walked back up to the common room.
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Two hours later, the Great Hall was full of chattering students, excited to go home for the Christmas Holidays. This year, Harry had opted to go to the Burrow for Christmas instead of staying at the Castle as he usually did. Hermione too would be joining them just after Christmas as she was spending the twenty fifth with her parents as they said that they didn't see enough of her as it was so they at least deserved to have her for Christmas. She agreed and said that she would get to the Burrow in the second week of the holidays. This had made everyone happy so all that was left now was the feast for the students before the holidays. They were awaiting Dumbledore's annual speech and were soon graced with his presence as he stood up and addressed the students.
"I have few announcements this time of year as you all know by now but there is one matter of importance that must not be left until after the holidays. A few weeks ago, two of our fifth year students brewed a Potion that their teacher deemed worthy of a 'D' grade. He believed this Potion to be fruitless and deserving of this grade. This is obviously not the case as I'm sure that those of you who are on speaking terms with Miss Ginny Weasley would have surely noticed her change of mood lately. Upon taking the Potion, she experienced an astronomical change in her personality and was not herself for quite some weeks. I'm sure that she will explain this to you in due time. I wish to override the Potion Master's grade and award the two students, Mr Colin Creevey and Miss Ginny Weasley an 'E' grade, that of 'Exceeds Expectations'. I do not award this Potion an 'O' grade for 'Outstanding' as both parties are aware, it wasn't the right colour. If I were to award top grade this would not be fair to the students who's Potions were the right colour." The Professor's eyes twinkled happily as he continued.
"So please, now, a round of applause for the genius minds of Mr Colin Creevey and Miss Ginny Weasley!" he said but before the hall could break out into a loud round of applause, a loud voice broke through the few people that had begun clapping.
"It was me! I am the genius behind the Potion! Oh sure, they made most of it but I was the one that put the Unicorn Horn into it! I got them that grade. I'm the one that made her act like an idiot. I'm the one that deserves the 'E' grade! I want it, it's mine!" came the angry but gloating voice of Monique Danes.
"Well Miss Danes, I do not believe you deserve anything but a months long detention." Professor Dumbledore said, his voice carrying throughout the whole Hall, many students gasping as his punishment.
"W-what?" Monique stuttered, obviously not believing her punishment.
"You obviously did not think about what the repercussions of putting such an ingredient into a potion could cause, as one should know, Unicorn Horn is very powerful and is used in several sleeping draughts. Your carelessness could have lost us a very valuable student Miss Danes; therefore I believe your punishment is sufficient. Good day to you. To the rest of my students, enjoy—"
"Professor, if I could have a word please?" Ginny spoke up from the Gryffindor table. Dumbledore nodded to her and sat down.
"Thankyou. I just wanted to say to those people I have caused any hurt to, I am terribly sorry. I will explain to you all what happened when I get the chance, but for now please except my apology. It's good to be back. Thank you." Ginny began to sit down but as she was halfway to her seat she remembered something and brightened because of it.
"Oh and Monique sweetie, thanks so much for your contribution, just think, I would still be failing Potion's if it hadn't been for you! Thanks a bunch honey!" she said, imitating Monique and how she spoke to her little minions.
Twenty minutes later Ginny was happily eating her way through her roast chicken and vegetables. The Christmas holidays looming over her head, nothing could bring Ginny down, not even Monique's glares from across the hall. She merely waved and continued on talking with her friends.
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A/N: Because I decided that I've been a neglectful author, I thought I would reply to people's comments this round as I've found some extra time in my hectic schedule.
Tamaran Girl: I'm glad you liked the chapter, even if you are getting rather frustrated with our dear Harry. He'll come around. Promise. ) About Ginny becoming worried about a relapse of first year either it's been mentioned, or it's coming up. I can't actually remember, but I know it's in there somewhere. bites lip Oh I agree! Some days I want Harry too, but there's no way that I could deny Ginny of him. wink Thank you for your lovely review, it's nice to get positive feedback and such a lengthy review. grins
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Comet Moon: For some reason your review made me shiver. You're right, people should learn not to ignore Ginny. shakes head will they ever learn? I think they wil…
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