Finally Potter
Chapter twenty eight
Ginny looked up at the door, she didn't know how she had gotten there or where there was. Picking up the door knocker she hammered on it and laughed as the sound vibrated through the air.
A cold air picked up her hair and she shivered wrapping her arms around herself looking up at the house. All the lights were off but she banged on the door again. A noise inside told her somebody was there and then the door opened and light shone out on her.
"Ginny, what the hell are you doing here?"
She squinted and then made out her brother through the light and laughed hitting his arm.
"Silly,'ve come ta see ya."
She was slurring and she smiled up at Ron. His eyes narrowed as he pulled her arm and led her into the house.
"You're drunk!"
"Nah, you drunk."
He was pulling her through to the kitchen and she grinned when they reached it. As he went to the sink she wobbled and stumbled over to the fridge.
"You 'ot beer?"
"You're not having any beer."
She already had a can of Fosters in her hand and had opened it taking a sip. Ron pulled it from her and she screamed.
"Okay, okay calm down here you go have it back."
She took the beer back from him and sat down looking at the ceiling.
"I love ya"
He had lowered himself into the chair opposite her.
"I love you two, can I have some of that?"
"Ta get ya own."
Ginny caught sight of movement in the doorway and looked up as Hermione came in rubbing her eyes.
"What's going on in here?"
"Ginny's drunk."
"And why's she here."
"I love ya Hermy"
Hermione nodded and shared a look with Ron before she turned and went to the kettle and boiled it.
"Ginny would you like a cup of tea?"
"No, I want beer."
"I thought I heard your delicate voice."
"ARRY"
Ginny was out of her chair wobbling over to him. She flung her arms around his neck smacking him in the process and kissed the side of his mouth hungrily. A chuckle sounded behind them and she turned and stuck her tongue out at Ron.
"Come ave a drunk."
"I think I've already got a drunk."
She scrunched up her face before shrugging and picking up her can, she took a mouthful and spat it out.
"What's this?"
Ron was looking at her now.
"It's your beer."
"It don't taste weal."
"It's real Gin."
She nodded at her brothers words and nodded picking it up and downing it in one go. She began to sway and the world went black.
Harry quickly caught Ginny and let her lay onto the floor before looking at Ron.
"What happened?"
"She was knocking the door. Hermione hit me and told me to go answer it and I found her standing there doing a very good impression of Snape after a night out. So I brought her in and made her a glass of water but she'd gotten into the fridge and wanted the can."
He nodded and looked at Hermione.
"You switched the beer for a sleeping potion didn't you?"
She nodded and smiled sheepishly.
"It's late she's drunk and none of us were going to get any sleep with her in that state."
"Yeah you're right; I thought she was going to try it on with me then, here in front of you two."
"Great just what I needed the imagine of my baby sister and my best friend at it."
Harry just picked up the sleeping girl and with his two friends headed upstairs and bidding his housemates goodnight went into his own room and laid the sleeping girl down on his bed and climbing in next to her went to sleep.