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Chapter 2

Touched By An Angel!

Maybe she was just dreaming or hallucinating, but ever since the ride to Hogwarts where God introduced himself to her, Ginny felt like she's been watched. Everywhere she went she saw the boy that claimed to The Almighty One.

So at the moment, as she walks down the corridor to her Transfiguration class she was again busy in thoughts of God and whether it was real or not, all of a sudden she bumped into something solid and fell of her feet.

"I'm so sorry, Gin, are you Okay?" asked the boy that apparently was Harry Potter. "Didn't you hear me warning you?"

"No, its okay I wasn't looking where I'm going."

"Yeah, well that fine, just watch it next, right Gin?"

"Ginny." Her voice was a mere whisper.

"What did you say?"

"I said Gi-" and there he was again only this time signaling her to fallow him. "-I have to Harry, see you later." And then she walked fast over to the brown haired boy.

"Was I interrupting something?" he asked her as they began to walk, Ginny could forget going to Transfiguration now.

"Not something that I now of, Your Royal Holiness." She smirked at him. "Is there any good reason you want me to miss an important class?"

"The choice of skipping this class was entirely at your hand-"

"Right, just like the decision of seeing you?"

"Of course."

"Lying is a sin, you know."

"I wouldn't say it wasn't."

"Anyway, what is it that you want?"

"I want you to tryout for the Quidditch team."

"What, no turning water into wine?"

"No, just tryout and make it on the team."

"Oh, you want me to get on the team, so you are the responsible for all the health and sport crazy talk this year."

"No, I just want you on the team."

"Why do I have the feeling that you're hiding something?"

"I am after all a mystery."

Ginny walked away and headed to Professor McGonagall classroom hoping that she won't notice her being late, she opened the door quietly and peered through the small crack and saw that she had her back to the class and entered very quietly she tiptoed to the nearest free sit.

"Five points from Gryffindor Ms. Weasley, next try to be on time." Ginny cursed herself and then looked up and said, "It's your entire fault!"

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As she walked over to the Quidditch pitch with her Broom in her hand Ginny saw the small group of boys and girls (not a many as she thought there will be but a few.) already listening to Harry's (He was the new captain.) instructions.

"Those that re trying out for the chasers position, I will pick three of you, two on the opening team and the third will be the spare player."

"Aye-aye captain!" Ginny said and smiled at him.

"Okay let's start with…Colin, Ginny and…and…Neville? I mean, yes, Neville." Ignoring the shock of finding Neville Longbottom in the tryouts Ginny mounted her broom and was up in the air. They passed the Quaffle a few times between them; much to her surprise Neville was pretty good.

"Alright, I want you to try and score Ron." At this Ginny relished a loud giggle and almost fell pf her broom. "What are you laughing at Gin?"

"Scoring Ron, Harry? I didn't know you have a dirty mind." She smiled at him and took the quaffle out of Colin's hand and zigzagged her way to the goals, all of a sudden she felt her broom jerk to the opposite direction and she was heading to one of the stands and then it jolted down and Ginny held as if her life dependent, scratch that, her life were depended on it, and then the broom switch its direction once again and was soaring while bouncing, Ginny felt herself slipping off and then she had nothing to hold on to.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she cried and hoped for a miracle to happen. "I'm too young to die!" her heart skipped a beat when she felt a pair of solid arms closing on her body.

"Got you! It'll be okay, you're okay Gin?" hearing this she did the only right thing on her mind. She fainted.

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"Is she alive?"

"Of course she is Ron, Harry wouldn't let her fall!"

"Stop fighting you two, don't you Gin's waking up?"

"She is! Oh my God-"

"Where?" jolted the redhead and looked around her.

"Gin, are you okay?"

"What, yeah, fine and dandy."

"You're on the team."

"Why?"

"Because you're a great flyer and because you managed to score with your possessed broom."

"Thanks Ronikinns."

"HOW IS YOUR HEAD, GINNY?"

"Hermione, I just fell of my broom I'm not deaf."

"OH OKAY THEN!"

"Didn't you hear her? She's fine!"

"Don't yell at me Ronald Weasley!"

"I wouldn't had to if you didn't think my sister is deaf, Hermione Granger!"

"Oh please not with names again!" Harry said pleadingly but his two best friends were already too much into it that they hadn't noticed. "Can you believe them?"

"It's just their way to show affection." She smiled at him and helped herself up. "Am I that good of a flyer?"

"You are, just need a little bit pf practicing." The two began to walk back to the castle leaving Ron and Hermione behind. "You scared us up there."

"Were you worried for me, Harry?" Ginny asked in a very girly way and flattered her eyelashes.

"I'd be lying if I say I wasn't." he then took Ginny's hand and entwined his fingers with hers and smiled. "You're my friend, why wouldn't I be." Ginny loosed her hand and felt her face redden and her eyes started to sting with upcoming tears.

"I have to go; I'll see you at dinner." She walked away from him not wanting to hear his voice, as she walked faster and faster her vision became blurry from her coming tears and for the third time this day, she found herself on the ground.

"What is that, Ginevra? Crying over boys?"

"You knew this would happen, didn't you?" but the boy was silent. "You knew! You did this on purpose!" he looked at her with a blank expression and Ginny got angrier. "God damnit! Answer me!"

"You just broke one of the Ten Commandments."

"I don't give a DAMN!"

"How was your tryout?"

"Like you don't know, aren't you everywhere?"

"Sometimes. Yes."

"Where were you this time? When I almost died?"

"I told already, I'm a mystery."

"You know what? I think you're a liar, you're not God, and you're probably a Slytherin that's trying to mass with my head."

"I'm whatever you want to think I am, Ginevra."

"Really, well you now what I think now?"

"What do you think, Ginny?"

"That you don't exist." With those words Ginny walked pass him, held her head high and walked towards the Great Hall for a quick supper.

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