Chapter 15

I glared at Harry some more. "Once again, that is none of you business" I replied.

He sat down in the chair on the other side of the desk. He leaned forward a bit and looked at me straight in the eye.

"I can help you, Ginny" he started. "As you'll probably know...I have...some...experience with Dark Magic and I'd like to help you, but first you have to tell me why you are searching for protection"

Well...what was I supposed to say now? I couldn't tell him about Voldemort threatening Lizz and me. He'll insist that we both go into hiding and I couldn't do that. I would not hide for Tom, he has no such power over me. But Lizz...her I could not stand to lose. I can't just pull her out of school...

How could I do this to her? How could I just go back to Hogwarts as myself without realizing the danger I might put Lizz in? Oh no! I'm going down the Harry-Potter-guilt-tripping-road! Must stop now!

Harry (who had been waiting patiently) placed his hand upon mine. It startled me out of my thoughts.

"Let me help you, Ginny" he said. I pulled away my hand as if burned and stood up.

"Thank you for your concern, but I was just reading and I do not appreciate being disturbed, because you just assumed things"

"Wait!" Harry called out. I could hear that he was beginning to get annoyed with me. "I am just trying to help! I know that you're mad about us listening in on you, but you're way too upset and I know it isn't just because you're mad at me"

I had no answer to that...so I fell back on my trusted reply.

"Maybe it is, maybe it isn't...either way, it's none of you're business!" I practically ran out of the room. When I entered the hallway again, I slammed into something solid. Actually...two solid something's. Fred and George.

"Ahh...in a hurry, dear Ginny?"

Fred and George both grabbed each of my arms and pulled me up from the ground in one fluid movement.

"It would appear so..." I hurriedly glanced in the direction of where I'd come from, but no sign of Harry.

Fred and George began walking and it was then that I noticed that they had not released my arms. So...I went with them.

"We would like to take a walk with you, Miss Watson" I felt my stomach turn. How weird is it, having others address you by a wrong name

"Oh? And whatever for?" I said, trying to stay alert...thinking they're about to prank me.

"We would just like to have..."

"...the pleasure of your company" George finished.

We walked into a room. The room was nicely decorated with warm colors and a fireplace, where a warm fire burned vigorously. Fred and George released me and Fred closed the door behind us. At that moment, the fire turned green and an unexpected person was bringing an unexpected visit...

I stared blankly at the person, but came out of my trance soon enough.

"GRACE!" I screamed, happily.

"GINNY!" Grace shrieked back!

We both hugged each other while screaming like crazy. Fred and George had both put there hands to their ears.

When Grace and I stop yelling, we could finally hear Fred and George screaming with their eyes closed.

"STOP THE HORROR! STOP THE HORROR!"

I hit Fred over the head and he opened his eyes. He noticed that we had stopped screaming and only George was still screaming: 'STOP THE HORROR!' Fred hit George over the head and now George stopped too.

"They've stopped screaming already, George!" Identical grins went over both of their faces. I turned back to Grace.

"Grace! How did you get here? Isn't this place made so that not everyone can just floo in?"

"Well...seeing as you FAILED to contact me or even owl me...I had to find you...so I contacted Dumbledore, who contacted Fred and George, who though that meeting like this would be fun!"

"Boy...were we wrong" George said, shaking his head.

I had immediately forgotten my run-in with Harry. Grace being here with Fred and George (who were always fun!)...I felt content. We laughed, played exploding snap and the entire afternoon was great.

"And then.." Grace laughed, with tears running over her cheeks. "Ginny, covered in chocolate sauce, screamed her lungs out at the poor waiter. And he...he...WET his pants!" Fred, George, Grace and I laughed at the hilarious story. Of course...at the time...it wasn't that funny. That waiter had ruined a great sweater of hers, but then again...with her screaming...she caused the ruination of his pants!

After the laughing subsided, Grace ran a hand over her stomach. "I'm hungry" she announced. "Ain't there something to eat in this place?"

I looked at my watch. It was4:30 in the afternoon.

"Oh! I have to go!" I ran to the door and opened it.

"What? Ginny! Where are you going?" I looked back.

"I'm late for my meeting with Draco" I yelled. Turning back to the open door, I noticed Harry standing there.

He has the WORST timing ever!

"You're meeting with Draco Malfoy? Where do you know him from?" He said, hi black hair falling into his face so gorgeously.

How can someone be SO cute and annoying at the same time?

"Harry, I don't have time for this. I forgive you for listening in, I shouldn't have gotten so mad. I really have to go now"

As I walked back I could hear Harry's reply.

"Okay...so we'll talk later!"

I groaned. I knew what that meant. Another interrogation, but...on the other hand...I was exited to meet with him again.

No! I thought. He is JUST a friend...I am NOT going to fall in love with him again!

But...since when does Love listen to anybody?

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