a/n: Okay, for the first few chapters, I have them about half way done, so they probably will come quickly. Oh, and this is my first ever story, so please R&R if you like it. Thanx;)
Disclaimer: I own nothing, it's all JK's
Ginny thought for a moment as she looked at Harry. "Do I really want to see Harry right now? I mean, he hasn't been writing me at all . . . but I didn't pause to write to him either. Oh well, I'll wing it!" Taking a step forward, Ginny cupped her hands around her mouth and yelled over the constant crowd, "Hey Potter!"
Harry Potter was leaning against the front wall of Quality Quidittch Supplies when he heard someone calling his name, someone who sounded familiar at that. Turning around, he saw none other than Ginevra Weasley at the bottom of Gringotts.
He smiled as he began to walk toward her. She had gotten even thinner then the last time he saw her (if possible), and taller too. The tank-top she was wearing was slightly too small for her, and her stomach showed at the bottom. She looked, well, Pretty. "Hang on, this is Ron's little sister I'm talking about remember? Well, actually, she's not that much younger, only a year and-stop! Even if I was to . . . go out with, with Ginny, it's forbidden!"
"Well hey Ginny, long time no see. How have you been doing?" Harry asked as he came within talking reach. "Oh well you know, the same old thing. The Burrow has been really boring lately since everyone is gone except for mum dad and me. Of coarse, people try to stop by once in a while, but I just can't wait to get back to Hogwarts to be with my friends."
Ginny looked up into Harry's bottle green eyes. "How a bout you? Gone into Auror training like you wanted, or what?" Harry shook his head. "Nah., after I killed Voldemort I got to thinking that I've had enough of dark wizard hunting. I've gotten a- Harry hesitated for some reason- a more laid back job."
Ginny was about to question him when Harry asked her something totally out of the blue. "Have you heard about Ron and Hermione then?" She took a moment to process what he had said. Was Harry avoiding something? "Oh, uh, yeah I heard about them just today. It's great, and I'm really happy for them. I mean, it's not like there was anyone else that was there for them right?"
Harry scratched the back of his head. "Yeah, I've always thought they would make a great couple. I tried hinting to Ron ages ago, but I couldn't get it through his thick head." Turning his own head around, Harry saw that she wasn't listening. "Ginny?" Harry asked, waving a hand in front of her face.
However, Ginny still continued to stare at Harry's right hand. The same hand that had scratched his head and waved in front of her face. The fact was, was that there was a ring on that hand, one that she had never seen before. Then the fast conclusion came. Either he had gotten it from a past girlfriend, or someone new gave it to him."Harry, haveyou gotten a new girlfriend?"
Harry looked taken aback. "Me? Why would I have a girlfriend? I haven't even had that many-" Ginny cut him off. "What? Are you crazy? I seem to recall that you have had-Ginny counted on her fingers and smirked- six girlfriends in the past two years." Harry shook his head in mock horror. "And you've been counting?" he asked leaning against the stair rail. Ginny grinned sheepishly, "Someone has to. I mean, who do you think you are? The boy who lived?"
"Very funny. And don't say it so loudly." Harry grimaced. "Don't want a crowd of idiotic eight year olds swarming over me with autograph books thank-you very much." Ginny grinned as she checked her watch.
"Oh my gosh! Look at the time! I have to get my money if I want enough time to get my school things." As she walked up the stairs, she noticed Harry following her. "I'll come with you. I need to get a refill anyway." Together, they walked up the steps to Gringotts.
As they were walking through the hall, Harry leaned over to Ginny and whispered," No matter how many times I walk down this hall, these Goblins always make me a little uneasy." Ginny snickered and put her key down on the desk. Harry followed suit. "Follow me please" the little goblin said as they walked toward the carts.
The wind blew past their heads, whistling in their ears so they didn't talk during the ride, but tried to enjoy it all the same. When they reached the first stop, the Weasley's vault, Harry started to get an uncomfortable feeling in the pit of his stomach. "Are you coming Harry?" Ginny asked as she got out of the cart. Harry followed reluctantly and stood, waiting for the goblin to open the door.
When they walked into the vault, Harry's heart sank. There was nothing but a small pile of sickles and a few knuts. He had expected just this, but he hated having to see it. The Weasleys were extremely nice people and didn't deserve to be poor. Ginny squatted on the floor and in one swooping motion, swept the whole lot into her leather bag. "Well, that's the last of it. Lets go."
The rest of the ride to Harry's vault was miserable. When the cart stopped and he got out, he started to regret having come with Ginny. "Uh, Ginny? You're looking pale. You sure you don't want to stay in the cart?" Ginny got out and cocked her head to the side."I'm fine Harry. Lets hurry up though, I am getting a little cold." Nodding, Harry turned around as the Goblin turned the key.
Once inside, Harry tried to shove as much as he could in as little time as possible into his bag. "Wow Harry. You really have it made out eh?" Ginny asked slyly as she looked around. Harry stood up and brushed the dust off of his robes. "Only because my parents left it to me. I'd rather give it to charity and make my own living." Ginny shrugged and climbed into the cart one last time.
As they were walking out into the bright sunshine once again, Harry stopped to lean on the railing for a second. "Wait" he said to Ginny. "Still a little dizzy from those cart rides. An ATM machine really wouldn't do this place any harm." Ginny opened her mouth to ask what the heck an ATM machine was, but Harry held up a hand. "Just forget it."he said, grinning at how much wizards don't know about the muggle world.
Ginny took out her list when they finally left Gringotts. "Hmmmm. I think all I need is new robes, potion ingredients, and the new books." First they went into Madam Malkin's Robes for all Occasions. While Ginny was getting fitted, Harry bought some dress robes. "Can never have too many of these." Harry advised Ginny. "What if they run out and I need a pair? Don't want to go off looking like Ron in fourth year."
Ginny made a sound that was half way between a laugh and snort. The witch that was doing the pinning looked aggravated at all of Ginny's moving around. When she was done, Harry offered to pay for the robes. "You don't have to Harry." But He insisted. "It's fine. Besides, what are friends for?"
When Ginny was finally done buying all of her potion ingredient, they haded for Florish and Blotts. "What do you need Dear?"asked the witch behind the counter. Ginny pulled the list out of her pocket. "I need . . ." She paused as she ran a finger down the page. "The Standard Book of Spells Grade Seven and The Beginners Guild to Defense."
Ginny leaned against the desk and looked up at Harry. He seemed uncomfortable. "Harry, are you okay?" Harry glanced at the ceiling. "Yeah, I'm fine, it's just that it's a little, um stuffy
in here. Uh, I'll meet you outside." Then he left the shop.
"Harry's been acting a little weird today" Ginny thought. "I wonder what's up." Ginny was pulled out of her thoughts by the sound of two books being slammed onto the desk. "There you are dear. That will be six sickles." After counting out the money, she gave a quick thanks and put her books into a bag.
Outside, she found Harry looking at the floor and shaking his head. When he noticed her presence, he stopped. Look Gin, I have some more stuff to do today, so I should be going now. It's been great seeing you again." He hugged her goodbye. "I'll write you okay." she said looking up into his eyes.
Harry laughed. "There will be no need. I might be seeing you sooner then you think." With that, Harry disapparatted. "Huh?" Ginny thought as she gathered her bags. "How can Harry be seeing me soon? Oh well, I'd better get back to the Burrow. Maybe I can figure out why Harry's been so mysterious there. Then, she too disapparatted.
A/n: Hope you liked it! Please R&R. The next chapter should be longer, I promise!