A/N: Okay, sorry about such a short chapter, I just felt rushed to finish it, since it was supposed to big the climax of the story, but I didn't quite get to that part in my haste, so this chapter is a part two to the first one, and yes, it will be much...MUCH longer!
Chapter Thirty: The Gift of Tongues...(Second to About to Break)
Staring at the window, Kit watched the courtyard ominously. She could see Derek and Kylie playing in the snow with the twins, Cho and Ginny laughing as Harry tackled Ron, Hermione and Neville talking with Mariam Lee (Neville's new girl) as Terry Boot watched with a present behind his back, and Draco sitting on the edge of the frozen lake, watching the snow fall. Of all the things she saw, she couldn't help but smile as Kylie lodged a snow ball between Derek's cloak hood and robes.
She never thought of them as a couple, but she could see the chemistry. As Kylie tackled Derek to the ground, everything fell into place. Her two best friends had always been flirting with each other, Kit was just too conceited to see that Derek was infatuated with anyone but her. So many things were slipping away from her. She knew that soon she was going to have to choose between Draco and Ron, and she always had thought it would be simple to...but now that she actually cared about Draco, she wasn't quite sure that she could.
It wasn't as if she didn't love Ron, she really did care for him, it was just too hard to choose. She looked over everything in her mind. She cared for a lot of people, but she never thought about George.
He was always there for her, and she was sure he would be for a lot longer, but she never thought about him in any other way than just...George. He was extremely funny, sweet, and he cared for her. Suddenly, as if she had just been hit with a brick, she remembered the first time she met George...hadn't he blushed when she shook his hand. And he always sat near her, helped her out...tried to get her attention. How could she have been so naive?! Even at Lupin's he hinted that he had been waiting around for her, if not very slightly and tried to get Fred to cover it up for him.
"I'm in far too deep..." Kit sighed, slumping over on the pillow.
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Harry eyed the door cautiously, Ginny egging him on. The Patil twins stood behind them, shifting nervously as about ten others waited for Kit to answer the door. Kylie and Derek were whispering quietly, holding a large box and a few bags in the air with their wands. Hermione grinned as Kylie put her hand on Derek's arm, smiling slightly. She nudged Harry impatiently.
"Did you see them?" She asked, Terry Boot grinning as Neville poked Ginny in the ribs.
"Wha---?" Harry was cut off as the door opened, revealing Kit, dressed in her white nightdress and shimmery robes.
"Oh! If I had known all of you were coming I would've at least waited to change..." Kit blushed, wrapping her robes around her tightly, "I've only been gone from you guys for four hours!"
Fred shoved his way to the front, looking slightly out of it as George struggled to hold him up, "We needed an excuse to celebrate something! It's too dreary around this place...eh, Georgie Porgie...Whee!"
Kit giggled as Fred fell to the floor, bringing George, Hermione, and Ron down with him. Hermione huffed as she struggled to stand, dusting off her robes, "So, do you mind if we come in?"
Blushing, Kit ushered everyone in, and Harry was thankful that she was the only one there. Madam Pomfrey caught sight of them and shook her head solemnly, throwing her arms into the air as she retreated to her office.
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Kit summoned a bottle of butter beer as George and Ron sat next to her. Ron shot Geroge an odd look before saying, "Uh, Kit...Have you seen Draco lately?"
Kit shook her head, taking a long swig, "Yeah...he came by about two hours ago, but he just looked at me, then left. Why do you ask?"
"Well, no one's seen him since you came back...Not even Snape or any of the teachers on duty." George said, handing him a butterbeer. "Dumbledore even owled his house...no one knows where he's hiding, but as far as I heard, his dad's pissed."
"I can imagine...But why would he run off?" Kit asked, " He seemed perfectly fine earlier, just a bit tired."
"Well," he continued, "They reckon it might have something to do with his mum, she is at St. Mungo's...apparently she tripped and fell down a flight of stairs. The only place no one's looked is in the forest, and I really don't think he'd go in there just because he's depressed about his mum."
Kit sighed thoughtfully. Maybe this had something to do with what had happened earlier. Draco hadn't just looked in on her, he went berserk. He had seen Ron and her talking, sitting so closely as he eloquently put it. He kept bringing up things that had happened between them. How, he wished he had never been so nice to her friends, saying that it was definitely not worth anything if she was going to go behind his back with Ron.
Kit could tell that George could sense some of her unease, because he suddenly shot Ron a look. Ron nodded as George left, leaving them to talk alone.
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Wringing his hands nervously, Ron watched as she looked at him expectantly. Of course she was expecting something...but he didn't know quite the way to say what he had to say.
Kit cleared her throat, "So, what's wrong with Fred? He seems a bit...well---"
Ron laughed, "Yeah. he's drunk...he and Lee found some fire whiskey under the floorboard in the commonroom. It was he and Harry's idea to come down here."
Kit smiled vaguely, watching Luna Lovegood nonchalantly sighing as she glanced over at Harry, who was chatting with Ginny. Ginny seemed very comfortable with this, but Harry looked a bit out of sorts. Maybe he wasn't used to talking to girls yet.
"Uh, I have something to tell you, well, it's about me and George really...but still." Her head shot back to him, looking very anxious as she egged him on, he continued, "We have both come to a decision. Even though we both like you, alot, neither of us will do anything to pressure you until you have made you're decision."
Kit blushed, "I've already made my choice, Ron."
He stared, not exactly knowing what to say, "Y-you have?"
"Yes," she nodded, reddening even more, "And I'm not going to change it, not for anything at all, although Draco was seriously making me want to..."
He started to ask her another question. but was cut off by the sound of laughter. Both he and Kit turned to look and see what was going on at the same time, but ended up hitting their heads together.
Kit winced, looking at Ron with her hand pressed firmly to her head, "Are you alright? Oh...my head hearts sooo bad! I didn't realize you had such a thick skull!"
Ron grinned painfully, nursing his own wound, "That's not the first time I've heard someone say that to me."
Kit grinned, "Well, it's not that..."
"Oh, Angel!"
Ron's head turned to the center of the room again, this time catching a glimpse of a staggering Fred, pointing at the crowd gathering around where Harry and Ginny were standing earlier.
"You're completely hopeless, you know that? Just admit it!" Ginny's voice floated through the crowd, her quaint countenance now simmering with an oddly hinted irritatedness. "You can't deny it now."
"Deny what?! I don't know what you're hinting at Ginny, but you're doing an odd job of it at that!" Harry snapped back.
Ron stood up, going to the crowd to hear better, although it wasn't that hard to hear eitherways, they were both making a pretty good point of being as loud as possible. He heard Hermione stifling a giggle as he pressed further into the crowd, standing on his tip-toe to see over an extremely tall sixth-year. Kit was standing next to him by the time he reached the front of the crowd, where Harry and Ginny were in plain view.
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Kit could see the hilarity of the entire situation. Harry was standing as tall as possible, his body tensed up, but his face showing some signs of nervousness and dis-ease. Ginny too was drawn to full height, apparently trying her best to intimidate Harry, although her face beheld a coy grin as she sarcastically remarked again.
"Oh, pardon me, Harry dear, but wasn't it just yesterday that I caught you staring at me." Ginny grinned even wider, not allowing Harry to reply as she continued in her manner, "Not only were you staring at me, but I did detect a hint of drool on your chin."
Kit giggled as Harry blushed and sputtered to reply, Fred shouted drunkenly, "Go get him, Gin! Rowr!"
Ron sniggered quietly too as Harry finally got the gall to reply, "But, my dear Virginia," He said, his voice faltering a bit, but still holding a slight venom, "wasn't it you who used to stare at me for hours on end? I remember that one time you even spaced out so much that you spilled a whole bowl of soup on Neville, and waved him off when he asked for a napkin."
Turning, she saw Neville blush and laugh nervously, "That was a bit of hot soup..."
Ginny turned red, "Oh shove it Harry, I was twelve! And it's not as if I'd ever done anything worse than that! Besides, even Hermione said you liked me, said you told her so yourself! So, whether you like it or not, Potter, I'm not giving up on you, not for one---"
Ginny was silenced as Harry audaciously bent forward and kissed her full on the mouth. Fred whooped loudly as everyone cheered, Luna Lovegood letting out a shrill wolf whistle. Kit laughed at the look of surprise on Ginny's beet red face, and the smile on Harry's.
"Damn," Ginny finally said breathlessly as they broke apart, grinning wistfully as Harry put his arm around her.
"You'll get it all someday, Gin...until then, I'm quite willing to teach you." He replied, grinning slyly until Fred and George shouted simultaneously, "Yeah, the gift of tongues!"
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A/N: Ah, fluff, 'tis lovely and oh so soft...Okay, sorry! Had to add that little bit into there, someone asked me when I was going to finally hint at the Harry and Ginny romance so I figured I better get a move on! Well, love you honeybunches! Have fun until next post, which, might I remind you is the fourth to last chapter!
Chapter Thirty: The Gift of Tongues...(Second to About to Break)
Staring at the window, Kit watched the courtyard ominously. She could see Derek and Kylie playing in the snow with the twins, Cho and Ginny laughing as Harry tackled Ron, Hermione and Neville talking with Mariam Lee (Neville's new girl) as Terry Boot watched with a present behind his back, and Draco sitting on the edge of the frozen lake, watching the snow fall. Of all the things she saw, she couldn't help but smile as Kylie lodged a snow ball between Derek's cloak hood and robes.
She never thought of them as a couple, but she could see the chemistry. As Kylie tackled Derek to the ground, everything fell into place. Her two best friends had always been flirting with each other, Kit was just too conceited to see that Derek was infatuated with anyone but her. So many things were slipping away from her. She knew that soon she was going to have to choose between Draco and Ron, and she always had thought it would be simple to...but now that she actually cared about Draco, she wasn't quite sure that she could.
It wasn't as if she didn't love Ron, she really did care for him, it was just too hard to choose. She looked over everything in her mind. She cared for a lot of people, but she never thought about George.
He was always there for her, and she was sure he would be for a lot longer, but she never thought about him in any other way than just...George. He was extremely funny, sweet, and he cared for her. Suddenly, as if she had just been hit with a brick, she remembered the first time she met George...hadn't he blushed when she shook his hand. And he always sat near her, helped her out...tried to get her attention. How could she have been so naive?! Even at Lupin's he hinted that he had been waiting around for her, if not very slightly and tried to get Fred to cover it up for him.
"I'm in far too deep..." Kit sighed, slumping over on the pillow.
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Harry eyed the door cautiously, Ginny egging him on. The Patil twins stood behind them, shifting nervously as about ten others waited for Kit to answer the door. Kylie and Derek were whispering quietly, holding a large box and a few bags in the air with their wands. Hermione grinned as Kylie put her hand on Derek's arm, smiling slightly. She nudged Harry impatiently.
"Did you see them?" She asked, Terry Boot grinning as Neville poked Ginny in the ribs.
"Wha---?" Harry was cut off as the door opened, revealing Kit, dressed in her white nightdress and shimmery robes.
"Oh! If I had known all of you were coming I would've at least waited to change..." Kit blushed, wrapping her robes around her tightly, "I've only been gone from you guys for four hours!"
Fred shoved his way to the front, looking slightly out of it as George struggled to hold him up, "We needed an excuse to celebrate something! It's too dreary around this place...eh, Georgie Porgie...Whee!"
Kit giggled as Fred fell to the floor, bringing George, Hermione, and Ron down with him. Hermione huffed as she struggled to stand, dusting off her robes, "So, do you mind if we come in?"
Blushing, Kit ushered everyone in, and Harry was thankful that she was the only one there. Madam Pomfrey caught sight of them and shook her head solemnly, throwing her arms into the air as she retreated to her office.
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Kit summoned a bottle of butter beer as George and Ron sat next to her. Ron shot Geroge an odd look before saying, "Uh, Kit...Have you seen Draco lately?"
Kit shook her head, taking a long swig, "Yeah...he came by about two hours ago, but he just looked at me, then left. Why do you ask?"
"Well, no one's seen him since you came back...Not even Snape or any of the teachers on duty." George said, handing him a butterbeer. "Dumbledore even owled his house...no one knows where he's hiding, but as far as I heard, his dad's pissed."
"I can imagine...But why would he run off?" Kit asked, " He seemed perfectly fine earlier, just a bit tired."
"Well," he continued, "They reckon it might have something to do with his mum, she is at St. Mungo's...apparently she tripped and fell down a flight of stairs. The only place no one's looked is in the forest, and I really don't think he'd go in there just because he's depressed about his mum."
Kit sighed thoughtfully. Maybe this had something to do with what had happened earlier. Draco hadn't just looked in on her, he went berserk. He had seen Ron and her talking, sitting so closely as he eloquently put it. He kept bringing up things that had happened between them. How, he wished he had never been so nice to her friends, saying that it was definitely not worth anything if she was going to go behind his back with Ron.
Kit could tell that George could sense some of her unease, because he suddenly shot Ron a look. Ron nodded as George left, leaving them to talk alone.
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Wringing his hands nervously, Ron watched as she looked at him expectantly. Of course she was expecting something...but he didn't know quite the way to say what he had to say.
Kit cleared her throat, "So, what's wrong with Fred? He seems a bit...well---"
Ron laughed, "Yeah. he's drunk...he and Lee found some fire whiskey under the floorboard in the commonroom. It was he and Harry's idea to come down here."
Kit smiled vaguely, watching Luna Lovegood nonchalantly sighing as she glanced over at Harry, who was chatting with Ginny. Ginny seemed very comfortable with this, but Harry looked a bit out of sorts. Maybe he wasn't used to talking to girls yet.
"Uh, I have something to tell you, well, it's about me and George really...but still." Her head shot back to him, looking very anxious as she egged him on, he continued, "We have both come to a decision. Even though we both like you, alot, neither of us will do anything to pressure you until you have made you're decision."
Kit blushed, "I've already made my choice, Ron."
He stared, not exactly knowing what to say, "Y-you have?"
"Yes," she nodded, reddening even more, "And I'm not going to change it, not for anything at all, although Draco was seriously making me want to..."
He started to ask her another question. but was cut off by the sound of laughter. Both he and Kit turned to look and see what was going on at the same time, but ended up hitting their heads together.
Kit winced, looking at Ron with her hand pressed firmly to her head, "Are you alright? Oh...my head hearts sooo bad! I didn't realize you had such a thick skull!"
Ron grinned painfully, nursing his own wound, "That's not the first time I've heard someone say that to me."
Kit grinned, "Well, it's not that..."
"Oh, Angel!"
Ron's head turned to the center of the room again, this time catching a glimpse of a staggering Fred, pointing at the crowd gathering around where Harry and Ginny were standing earlier.
"You're completely hopeless, you know that? Just admit it!" Ginny's voice floated through the crowd, her quaint countenance now simmering with an oddly hinted irritatedness. "You can't deny it now."
"Deny what?! I don't know what you're hinting at Ginny, but you're doing an odd job of it at that!" Harry snapped back.
Ron stood up, going to the crowd to hear better, although it wasn't that hard to hear eitherways, they were both making a pretty good point of being as loud as possible. He heard Hermione stifling a giggle as he pressed further into the crowd, standing on his tip-toe to see over an extremely tall sixth-year. Kit was standing next to him by the time he reached the front of the crowd, where Harry and Ginny were in plain view.
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Kit could see the hilarity of the entire situation. Harry was standing as tall as possible, his body tensed up, but his face showing some signs of nervousness and dis-ease. Ginny too was drawn to full height, apparently trying her best to intimidate Harry, although her face beheld a coy grin as she sarcastically remarked again.
"Oh, pardon me, Harry dear, but wasn't it just yesterday that I caught you staring at me." Ginny grinned even wider, not allowing Harry to reply as she continued in her manner, "Not only were you staring at me, but I did detect a hint of drool on your chin."
Kit giggled as Harry blushed and sputtered to reply, Fred shouted drunkenly, "Go get him, Gin! Rowr!"
Ron sniggered quietly too as Harry finally got the gall to reply, "But, my dear Virginia," He said, his voice faltering a bit, but still holding a slight venom, "wasn't it you who used to stare at me for hours on end? I remember that one time you even spaced out so much that you spilled a whole bowl of soup on Neville, and waved him off when he asked for a napkin."
Turning, she saw Neville blush and laugh nervously, "That was a bit of hot soup..."
Ginny turned red, "Oh shove it Harry, I was twelve! And it's not as if I'd ever done anything worse than that! Besides, even Hermione said you liked me, said you told her so yourself! So, whether you like it or not, Potter, I'm not giving up on you, not for one---"
Ginny was silenced as Harry audaciously bent forward and kissed her full on the mouth. Fred whooped loudly as everyone cheered, Luna Lovegood letting out a shrill wolf whistle. Kit laughed at the look of surprise on Ginny's beet red face, and the smile on Harry's.
"Damn," Ginny finally said breathlessly as they broke apart, grinning wistfully as Harry put his arm around her.
"You'll get it all someday, Gin...until then, I'm quite willing to teach you." He replied, grinning slyly until Fred and George shouted simultaneously, "Yeah, the gift of tongues!"
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A/N: Ah, fluff, 'tis lovely and oh so soft...Okay, sorry! Had to add that little bit into there, someone asked me when I was going to finally hint at the Harry and Ginny romance so I figured I better get a move on! Well, love you honeybunches! Have fun until next post, which, might I remind you is the fourth to last chapter!