And yay!
Update!
Kitkat451: I so want to read the 6 book, but damn, it's not out yet in my country…damn…they broke up? They actually got together…that makes sense, because she liked him on the second book. I heard that Dumbledore died…that sucks…What did you hate by the way?
Sarahamanda: Read the last chapter again, I've added something for ya, in the begging. Thank you so much for reviewing!
And now, on with chapter eight…
Chapter Eight
Ginevera blinked for a couple of seconds as her mind came back to the future. She now could see the whole impact that the years had on Harry and Luna.
Luna's hair was now shorter, and now her eyes we're brighter with obvious happiness. And Harry, well Harry was now a full grown man, well built and with new glasses. They too we're observing this new Ginny, her usual long red hair was now by her shoulders and her simple style was replaced by a more sophisticated look. And her once kind brown eyes were now mistrustful and calculating.
Harry's attention was now focused on Renee. Her fearful eyes we're eagerly observing every information from the room that hey could. She seemed to have a special interest in the portrait of her late grandmother, Marietta Potter, with her bright blue eyes and black hair. The woman was indeed beautiful and the shine in her eyes we're comforting.
A sudden scream snapped everyone out of they're silent thoughts, stares and glares. They all looked at Renee that was now as white as paper staring still at the picture of Mrs. Potter. The portrait was now smiling amused and all the other woke up from they're sleep and started yelling and talking and running around from one portrait to the other.
"They move!" These were the only words that Renee was capable to say with her eyes wide in shock and surprise.
"Good one, Captain Obvious"
Harry looked at Ginevera in time to see her eyes role and Renee quickly sat up straight in her chair.
A long silence came back to the room and a very bored Renee said:
"What do we do?"
Luna looked at the girl and asked:
"About what?"
"About this! I mean, I didn't came all the way from America to stare at walls, because there are perfectly good walls in America to stare at"
Harry chuckled and smiled, the girl was right.
"What do you suggest we do?" Harry's kind voice took Renee by surprise and for a moment she was speechless looking at her father. She had dreamed to hear his voice for so long and had imagined it so many times that the true sound of his voice sounded more beautiful than any other.
"Hum…like…you could spend more time with me…ya know?" She lowered her head while staring at her oh so fantastic shoes.
Suddenly she felt a firm but gentle hand on her chin, raising it to the level of her fathers eyes.
"And you're mother would spend more time with John and Nigel?"
"Why would she want to spend time with them?"
"To spend time with you're brothers"
"…Who said I have brothers?"
End of Chapter
Crappy chapter but oh well. I was planning something different but please review. And no one said a thing about the lyrics…I'm hurt!
