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Summary: These are basically a few missing moments from Half-Blood Prince. The reason I am doing this is because I am incredibly dissatisfied with most of the ones milling about there, featuring a completely obsessed Ginny. If anyone read the now famous interview J.K. shared with Mugglenet creator Emerson and Leaky Cauldron founder Melissa, they would have realized that she basically said that Ginny had to get over Harry for him to notice her. I have decided to keep up that notion in my own ficlet.
This is Ginny Weasley's journal, but I am not dating it, because no one reads the dates anyways. The entry numbers are random, because I am not going to even try and pretend that I entered all of them, I just wanted to insert the ones that I felt showed a change in her relationship with Harry or events that are particularly important to each other.
Now, on with the story
Entry #192
I am finally as healthy as a dandelion waving happily in a meadow. The world is my oyster. Even better I got a response from Fred and George today.
Dear Ginny,
We are trying a new product out right now as we speak. It is a fantastic little invention of ours, a voice activated quill. We do not know what to call it yet, but I am sure we will think of something absolutely fantastic.
Fred Here! I absolutely agree with George. Think of all the exciting possibilities this quill has to offer. You will no longer need to pay attention in class because the quill will take notes on its own. You can take a nice long nap and have the quill do all the work. I can't wait until we get to market it!
Neither can I Fred, but we have more important things to discuss with Ginny.
Right! Now George and I open up the Prophet a few days ago…
And imagine our surprise to see that someone has blown up a Hogwarts bathroom. Even when the newspaper said it wasn't Death Eaters, we were doubtful, because the Prophet has messed up like this in the past.
We were all terribly fretful, the Order didn't know if they should go to Hogwarts or wait for Dumbledore to summon them.
They decided to wait, and lucky they did, because not long after that Hedwig came soaring into our shop, bearing an unusually large package.
A Hogwarts toilet seat! Ginny, it was a brilliant move by you if I ever did see one! Oh I do not even know how you managed to send it out of Hogwarts with out Filch finding it, but you did, and I think that it was brilliant!
I must agree. You took something that we once said to you quite a bit ago, and you turned it right around. I haven't been so proud of you since you managed to stuff 32 marshmallows in your mouth at once at Christmas.
I just want to know how you remembered us telling you that we would send you a Hogwarts' toilet seat all of those years ago.
Do you Fred? I can answer that.
Can you? Tell me then.
Well, and correct me if I am wrong Ginny, but that was the first time Ginny ever laid her eyes on darling Harry.
Ah, well of course, that explains it. How is darling Harry Ginny? Is he still darling?
Is he still as brave and handsome as you once thought him? I do hope so.
Well in any case we must be off, we do have business to attend to.
Just Keep in mind Ginny, that we are more proud of your pranking abilities than we had previously thought possible.
Love,
Fred and George.
That's not true. I remember sending Ron off to Hogwarts because… well because… well I am sure that I do not remember saying good-bye to Ron so vividly because of Harry. It has absolutely nothing to do with Harry. Nothing at all.
Entry #193
When today started out, I expected that it was going to be a completely normal day. I didn't think that anything exciting or particularly noteworthy was going to happen. I cannot believe how wrong I was. While I was studying in the library, Harry was off doing far more important things.
I was sitting quietly working on my Defense against the Dark Arts homework when Hermione came sprinting into the library. Her cheeks were red, her hair was wild and all over the place, and she looked as if she had just seen Ron snogging Lavender.
"Ginny," she breathed, grabbing my hand, "c'mon we have to go." I let her pull me out of my chair and lead me into an abandoned corridor. I just knew, I knew, yet I wasn't going to say anything until she started speaking, because I didn't want something to be wrong.
"Listen to me Ginny. Harry left with Dumbledore. There doing something, I can't tell you what, but it's above and beyond what the order has been doing. They left tonight, and I don't know when, or if, they are coming back. But Harry thinks that Malfoy and Snape are going to be up to something. He swears that whatever Malfoy has been planning, he's going to carry it out tonight. I don't know if he's right or not, but we'll go. We just need to stand guard, that's all. We're just standing guard." She seemed to be trying to convince herself of that more than she was trying to convince me. I have never seen her look so bad. I think that if she didn't have such a daunting task right in front of her, she might have thrown up right then and there.
We walked for most of the way in silence, thoughts turning in our heads individually. I am sure that Hermione was worried about Harry because she knew what sort of dangerous task lay ahead of him and what he was going to have to do. I was worried about Harry because I had no idea where he was or what he was doing. I couldn't even begin to imagine the pain he might be in, or whether he would even be coming back all right.
Finally, just before we reached the portrait hole Hermione turned around once more. "Ginny, this is Felix Felicis. A lucky potion," she added at my startled look. "This is supposed to make you very lucky. It was Harry's. He left it for us to use. Ron and I have already taken our doses; the last swallow is yours Ginny."
I started to shake my head no, but she wouldn't let me. "No Ginny, Harry wants you to have it. He meant to say good-bye. He wanted to say good-bye. It was the last thing he said before he left. 'Say good-bye to her for me.' Harry would never forgive you if you didn't take it."
When I took the potion, I didn't feel all that different. It wasn't like I suddenly knew how to cast a spell that would protect the entire castle or anything. No, I was just as scared as I had been before, more actually, because I felt like all of my senses had been suddenly heightened.
When I got to the portrait hole I found Ron waiting for us, "c'mon," he said. We head down the hallway, and I was feeling as wretched as I had ever been. Well Hermione led us to the end of a passageway that I haven't been down in years, where I saw Neville and Luna waiting for us. Since Ron and I seemed to be unable to speak, Hermione decided to talk for us.
As she recounted the same story she had told me, my mind wandered back to all the times Harry and I had spent together. Those times by the lake, Professor Dumbledore catching us snogging in the broom closet, our first argument, that bracelet he gave me. I looked down at my wrist with a start; I was wearing it at the moment. Suddenly heartened, I clenched my fist ready to take whatever came my way.
Harry wanted us to keep an eye on both Malfoy and Snape. Ron, Neville, and I went to the room of requirement to stalk Malfoy while Luna and Hermione went to go see what Snape was up to. The walk to the room of requirement was so hard for me. I remember learning so many spells I never thought I would've been able to accomplish before. My shielding spell is far more powerful now than it was a year ago, and its all because of the DA. Harry loved the DA more than any of us. I remember watching him in the common room plan lessons, and I remember seeing the pride in his face as we improved. I knew he thought we were all more special than any of us thought of ourselves. He had his first kiss in the Room of Requirement, though it was with Cho Chang.
Well anyways we were milling around the room for almost an hour, not really doing anything, not saying anything at all, barely even looking at each other. The time was both short and long at once. It seemed to stretch an age when I thought of Harry and passed too quickly whenever I thought of how terrible it would be to see Malfoy coming out of there, strutting with a pride that could only come from him accomplishing his task.
It had to happen though, and finally Malfoy came out, clutching a hand of darkness. He threw something, and the corridor went completely dark. We had to clutch to the walls to find our way out. We couldn't see anything, but we could hear that Malfoy was leading many others out. Neville almost started to issue a curse but fortunately I was able to stop him in time, imagine if he hand hit Ron or me, which would have been terrible. By the time we reached a passageway that was light, Malfoy and his cronies were all gone.
Well we were only left alone for a few seconds because just then the Order came running up. Amidst the chaos we all managed to convey what happened. We set off after the Death Eaters only to find them running towards the astronomy tower. Well, I don't think that Malfoy was expecting to see us, and he certainly did act surprised. But when the death eaters saw all of us, they took off. We ran after them, and it was, horrible. It was like the department of mysteries, only Harry wasn't there, and neither was Dumbledore, and it was just… awful.
I managed to stun two of the death eaters before I saw one coming towards Bill. He looked like the worst of the lot, like he wasn't really human, but he wasn't really animal either. He just kept advancing on Bill, and even though I shouted for Bill to get out of the way, it wasn't enough. He leapt and, he didn't even use a wand or anything. He just started tearing at Bill's face with his teeth. HIS TEETH! He was ripping at his flesh like it was meat that was perfect and succulent and just kept going. I was trying to get to Bill but Death Eaters kept blocking me. They were trying to hold me back and hex me. I managed to stun another one, but it didn't really hit him as hard as I wanted, so I knew that it wasn't going to last as long as I wanted. And then I saw the Death Eater that was feasting on Bill.
He looked terrible. He had a ferocity that was somewhat like Lupin but with none of the warmth and caring. He had scars running all over his face, and even his hair looked like it had been scarred. He had a mad gleam in his eyes, a pure amber that was shining from somewhere deep within. He was a hunter and Bill was his conquered prey. He had a terrible scar that ran from the temple of his right eye down his face and along his neck. It might have gone the entire course of his body, I do not know. The look of pure ecstasy on his face was something as evil and joyful as any one person could have ever hoped to achieve while ravaging another human being like that. And then he looked at me. He looked straight at me, right into my eyes.
It was as horrible and unimaginable as I ever thought possible. I could hear screams of pain, the joy of ripping someone alive, the mad desire to hunt and kill. The pure animal that was deep within him and yet right on the surface at once. It was such a terrible experience, I shivered as a cold breeze passed over me that carried with it realization. It his me all at once, this was Greyback, it was a wolf of the most terrible kind that was looking straight at me.
He started towards me, abandoning Bill to bleed to death, desiring me to be his new feast instead. The breathing that came from him, that deep almost howling breathing was getting nearer, and more rapid. "Pity it's not a full moon. You are quite a pretty one. And strong too, I can see it in your eyes. You would have made a fantastic wolf. Someone I would have loved to have hunting at my side." His raspy barking voice oozed of blood, my brother's blood, Weasley blood. And then suddenly, I got a most unexplained feeling, something that was as foreign and welcome to me in that moment, I felt lucky.
Pointing my wand straight towards him and gathering all the luck and strength and love that I could muster, I issued the most powerful bat-bogey hex I have ever cast in my life. He was completely surrounded; they cast a wall around him, shielding him from me and everyone else.
I ran over to Bill and managed to stop some of the bleeding with the episkey spell that Harry had taught us during the quidditch season last year. It sort of slowed the blood streaming out of him, but it didn't do much good at all, these were werewolf bites, and only the most advanced healing could help the wounds. Turning back around, hoping to deal with Greyback some more, hoping to make him pay for what he had done for my brother, I saw that not only had he fought off the Bat Bogey curse, he was running to do battle with Lupin. Neville tried running up a staircase right behind him and got thrown back into the wall behind him.
I was back in the fight without even realizing it. Bill was still on the floor, but I had to help protect the others who were still fighting. Unfortunately the Death Eaters were gaining an advantage. They seemed to be heartened when they saw that neither Dumbledore nor Harry was yet coming to the rescue. I was throwing as many hexes and curses at the Death Eaters as quickly as I could think of them. Harry was right, it's not as easy when you are actually out there, fighting them. Thinking of Harry, I felt the felix felicis kicking in again. I cast a Patronus charm. I knew there were no dementors about, but I also knew that the patronus could show me a Death Eater that I would have been able to take down. It illuminated an older Death Eater, someone that would have been a part of you-know-who's ranks last time.
He did not look as evil as Greyback had. He did not seem to get a complete and utter delight out of hurting humans. He seemed to be more focused on clearing the passageway that led up to the stairs than actually hurting the Order members that came in his way. He seemed to be more of a defensive guard than an offensive one. I shot another bat bogey hex, and then followed it with a immobilizing charm. One Death Eater was down for the count.
Lupin saw that no one was guarding the staircase anymore and started running towards it, I think he knew something was going on up there, because there were no curses, or shouts, or anything else coming from the top of the stairs, though I was positive I had seen both Greyback and Malfoy go up there. When he put his foot on the bottom stair though, he was shot off just like Neville had been. He hit the wall with a sickening crunch, and he grabbed his rib wincing in pain.
"Professor Lupin!" I yelled. "Professor Lupin! Are you all right?"
"Ginny," he murmured, his eyes opening, "I'll be okay. Don't worry about me, keep fighting Ginny, you're still standing, so keep fighting." He seemed so weak and helpless and yet determined on the floor that I took his advice and advanced towards yet another Death Eater. This one actually looked shockingly familiar, though I could not, and cannot place him. He must have been at the Department of Mysteries, which gave the Felix Felicis yet another reboot.
I started throwing hexes at him, this time deciding not to start with a bat bogey hex. They could only do so much damage, and Lupin's words made me realize that these people needed to be brought down, and the sooner the better. I was shouting everything I could think of but nothing seemed to be powerful enough to break through his shield spell. As he advanced on me, ever so slowly, I realized that something was powerful. "For enemies."
"SECTUMSEMPRA!" I screamed with as much volume as I could muster. Though the spell did not work as effectively as it had when Harry had cast it, it did manage to get the job done. Deep gashes opened up along his body, like he had been in a swordfight, and had come face to face with the sharp edge of the sword. His eyes opened in shock, and he stumbled backwards, giving me time to stun him. It was truly terrible to see him lying there, bleeding out onto the floor. I knew that he would not die though; I had not put enough power into the spell to kill him. I am fortunate for that; I would never be able to live with myself if I had been the murderer of another human, no matter how wicked or how evil.
I spun around to see that Ron was battling with a Death Eater. They were battling with a ferocity and speed that I didn't know Ron even possessed. The look on his face was one of pure determination, and he concentrated so intensely that I could practically feel the heat rising off of him. He was dodging all of the spells she shot at him so perfectly that I knew the lucky potion was working for him as well as it had been working for me. If I hadn't known better, I would have said that the spells were practically bouncing off of him. A Death Eater was approaching him from behind none the less, trying to pull of a sneak attack. I ran forward just in time, ramming my entire body into the Death Eater. We both fell forward, rolling into a heap. Our wands were at least three feet away so I did the only thing I could think of, I started punching him. Quidditch had made me strong enough that my hits actually did some damage, and gave me enough time to roll off of him and pull out my wand. That's when something happened. Something I will only ever experience once in my life.
A great rush occurred; it seemed to sweep up the staircase and into the top of the astronomy tower. It was as if all magic had been pulled out of the castle, however briefly, and left to concentrate in one source. A flash of light that was blinding to us down below came and went as fast as if lightening has struck the tower. We all stopped briefly, blinded by both the light and the lack of magic that seemed to hang in the air. As soon as the magic had left us, it was there, as great and powerful as it had been just seconds before. The Death Eaters all ran off, the only one that didn't make it away was the one that had been killed during the battle.
The ones that were on top of the tower came sprinting down. I started throwing hexes at a lumpy looking one. We battled as if we had been doing this all night long. He seemed to enjoy it as much as Greyback did. We threw hexes at me, but then for the first time that night, I was facing unforgiveables. He just shot them out of his wand one right after the other. "Crucio! Crucio! One'll hit you soon enough, you mark my words." Each time he sent a crutacious curse my way his jowels quivered in delight. Torturing people was more than just work for this man, it was a game to him a giant game.
"Crucio – Crucio – you can't dance forever pretty," the taunts were rolling out of his mouth as fast as he could muster and then, out of nowhere, there was Harry.
"Impedimenta!" He roared, and I watched the Death Eater go flying into the wall behind me, just as Lupin had done earlier. I watched the Death Eater sink to the ground, he wouldn't be going anywhere soon after a spell that powerful had hit him, I turned away just in time to see Harry running off, away from the battle.
"Harry, where did you come from?" I cried after him. I wanted to thank him. He saved my life, Harry was here, which meant Dumbledore was here, we were saved. I watched him run off for a second before I realized something. Dumbledore wasn't there. Dumbledore would never leave us fighting alone like this, not unless something was keeping him from us. And I knew that only one thing was powerful enough to keep a wizard like Dumbledore down. I think I knew it then, but at the same time, every fiber of my body thought it was impossible, that there was no way.
I managed to work my way through the battle towards the staircase that all of the Death Eaters had ran up. The spell that had blocked Neville and Lupin from running up was no longer there. I managed to run up as fast as my legs could carry me. There was no one, nothing there. Or so I thought at first. Then I saw Greyback lying on the ground in a crumpled heap. Harry's invisibility cloak lay on the floor. Gingerly I picked it up. "He'll need this later," I thought in a moment of surprising clarity. When I picked up the cloak I realized that in the corner there were two broomsticks. Two. "This can only mean one thing," but even as the knowledge of what must've happened suck even deeper into me, my body rejected it even more. I walked to the ledge where the broomsticks were perched. My footsteps echoed off of the stone around me, the noise from the battle below becoming nothing more than a distant memory. Every step I took seemed to shake the Earth around me, every time my foot hit the ground I felt my heart beat faster, it was beating so loudly in my ears that I only heard myself.
Finally I looked over the railing. The railing that was supposed to have been there to prevent people from falling. There was a mess of robes below. I was 200 feet in the air, and yet even from that height I knew that only wizard could ever wear robes of such a deep and beautiful purple with such shocking dignity. I knew it then, and for the first time that night I threw up. I threw up so much that when I finally stopped I felt like I no longer had a stomach, that my ribs connected directly to my legs, because there was no way that anything could possibly be in between. I rubbed my eyes and stood up in time to see a fire. It snapped me back into reality. There was a battle going on. I studied the fire for a minute, it was curious that something as dangerous as fire should seem so beautiful from afar. I came to in time to see Harry running out of the forest. I watched him put out the fire with Hagrid. I watched him look up to the tower. And I understood what I had to do.
I sprinted with a speed that has never been matched in my lifetime. I was beyond human as I ran down the staircase, I was less than a person, I was merely part of the wind, being carried to where I need to be.
I saw Madame Pomfrey looking grimly over Bill. I heard her say that he won't look the same anymore. I saw her shake her head sadly. I heard her say that we don't know what this meant because Greyback wasn't transformed at the time. I saw her look at Flitwick and Neville and thank God that they would be all right.
"Ginny!" Professor McGonagall shouted, "Ginny come to the hospital wing. We are all meeting there."
I looked over my shoulder and cried back, "I need to find him first. I'll bring him with me." I knew she understood who.
And then I was the wind once more. I was the wind as I passed the Ravenclaws that were staring out the windows in the corridor where Hermione told me what Harry had said before he left. I passed the corridor where I had met with Luna and Neville earlier that evening. As I flew by I saw the Hufflepuffs away down, all looking stricken. I saw the rubies of the Gryffindor hourglass seeping onto the floor. They were seeping onto the floor like blood, just like the destroyed remnants of what remained.
I was the wind as I ran across the ground. Any other night, and Harry and I would have been enjoying the pleasant evening air. We would have marveled at the way flowers seemed to come back every summer only to be destroyed again. We would have held hands and talked. We would have smiled and let our hearts just fill up with all the goodness in the world. We would have felt the wind blow around us. But right now I was the wind, and this was not any other night.
I did not slow until I reached the Astronomy tower. I saw a couple of dozen people gathered around in a circle. I heard Hagrid standing in the middle, looking down. "C'mere Harry..."
"No." His voice was as much a part of the wind as I had been seconds before. The pain, the determination, the loyalty, and the heartbreak moved me.
"Yeh can' stay here, Harry…. Come on, now…."
"No." The voice was different this time. It was calling out. It was calling out for Dumbledore, for him to return and fill the body that lay upon the ground. It called for Sirius to come and keep him safe. It called for his parents to come back and let him be the normal wizard that he so desperately wanted to be. And it called to me.
I took his hands and gently as I could manage I breathed into his ear, "Harry, come on." Much to my surprise he let me lead him up and off the grounds. He seemed to follow me as if he stopped it might all crash and he would not be able to go on. I led him into the castle.
"We're going to the hospital wing," I said.
"I'm not hurt," he managed to choke out.
He was still fighting it, I could tell. "It's McGonagall's orders. Everyone's up there, Ron and Hermione and Lupin and everyone."
"Ginny, who else is dead?" I could hear the remorse in his voice. He thought it was his fault. I could hear the guilt, his voice was saturated with it.
"Don't worry," I consoled him, "none of us."
"But the Dark Mark – Malfoy said he stepped over a body –"
This time it was my turn to choke out words. "He stepped over Bill, but it's all right, he's alive."
"Are you sure?" He was taking care of me, when I should have been taking care of him.
"Of course I'm sure… he's a – a bit of a mess, that's all. Greyback attacked him. Madame Pomfrey says he won't – won't look the same anymore…" I took a breath and continued, "We don't really know what the aftereffects will be – I mean, Greyback being a werewolf, but not transformed at the time."
"But the others… There were bodies on the ground…."
"Neville and Professor Flitwick are both hurt, but Madame Pomfrey says they'll be all right. And a Death Eater's dead, he got hit by a Killing Curse that huge blond one was firing off everywhere – Harry, if we hadn't had you Felix potion, I think we'd all have been killed, but everything just seemed to miss us." We walked the rest of the way to the hospital wing in silence, each to afraid to really bring anything else up.
When we walked in I finally let go of Harry's hand. I stood over Bill and let the others fuss over Harry. Bill was lying on the bed, blood everywhere. He didn't look so much like Bill anymore as he did a corpse. He was white as a sheet, and the gashes were unbelievable. I just stood watching him, letting the minutes trickle by until Ron's voice pulled me back into reality.
"Dumbledore might know something that'd work though. Where is he? Bill fought those maniacs on Dumbledore's orders, Dumbledore owes him, he can't leave him in this state."
"Ron," I said blatantly, "Dumbledore's dead."
No one wanted to believe it. It wasn't a statement that caused an outbreak of cries or a shouting match, it was just a stunned silence that filled the room more fully than ten elephants could have ever hoped to achieve.
Harry confirmed it, and then her recounted his story finishing with, "Snape did it. The Avada Kevadra." He stopped there, unable to continue.
That's when I heard Fawkes. He sounded different from when I last heard him in the chamber. Not hopeful but sad. He seemed to believe that hope could not be found in the deepest of corners. His master was gone, there was no coming back to Hogwarts. We listened to Fawkes sing as he circled the grounds. We listened for at least half an hour until Professor McGonagall came in and told us all that my parents were coming.
The song heartened Harry though. He did something I saw him do last June, he took control. He was the leader of the room, he was not the oldest, or the wisest, or even the most powerful, but at that time, in our moment, he was our leader. He did what only Dumbledore had been able to do. We all respected him and loved him in that moment as the hero that he is. He listened as we all recounted our various stories. He told us that Snape had betrayed his parents, what Malfoy's task had been, how the night had played out since he arrived on top of the tower. Harry was our leader, for that hour Harry was our leader, and we all felt an allegiance to him that we have only ever felt for Dumbledore.
My parents came in and Professor McGonagall told them all that they needed to know. My mum was sobbing, and even said that Bill "was going to be married."
To the shock of all, Fleur said that she would still marry Bill, if he would have her. She loves him more deeply than I realized, I thought it was because of his looks, but she loves Bill for Bill, something I had never really imagined possible before. And then mum and Fleur were hugging, sharing something that I do not understand.
To add more shock to the night Tonks just burst out and started yelling at Lupin. I was right all along; she was in love with him. And he seems to be very much in love with her, but unwilling to admit it.
"Dumbledore would have been happier than anybody to think that there was a little more love in the world." That's what Professor McGonagall said.
I didn't pay attention to Hagrid's words as he came in. I didn't listen to what the others were saying until Harry's leaving brought me out of my reverie.
"See you in a bit," he said to me, Ron and Hermione.
But I wasn't paying attention to anything else after he left. I was watching Remus and Tonks, and Bill and Fleur, and Ron and Hermione, and mum and dad, and I felt okay.
Dumbledore would've been happier than anybody to realize there was a little bit more love in the world.
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