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PS* The Backliner, hah kindly helped me look through this chapter. This chap is the revised version. Three cheers to The Backliner for he had most willingly taken up the job as my beta reader in addition to his role as a reviewer. (Hip Hip Hurray!!)
Here is the chapter of the day!!
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Scene: Inside Harry's room
Ginny slammed the door behind her, leaned against the room door and slid down to the floor. She was breathing hard, blood was pounding in her ears and Harry's last words echoed in her mind,
"You thought you could understand .... you thought you've been through the worst.... Don't give me that rubbish of you understanding how I feel now...."
Harry had been so happy and nice to her throughout the week and now, all of a sudden, when Ginny thought that everything was just too good, Harry had hurt her that much.
Harry's voice echoed in her mind again, only that this time, it was ten times louder and clearer. Ginny tried to shake the menacing voice out of her head and suddenly, a sneeze was heard echoing in the corridor. She jerked her head in the direction of the source of the noise. Three Dursleys' head could be seen peering out of their rooms on her left. From the look of their faces, Ginny suspected that they had heard the quarrelling and were trying to eavesdrop.
Ginny was in a very bad temper at that moment and their nosiness was getting on her nerves. It was bad enough that Harry had shouted at her and there they were, trying to prey and poke into their business. Ginny shot them a murderous look that caused them to shut the doors on their own faces.
After two slams were heard, Ginny folded her long legs and hugged them. A new wave of misery gushed back into her heart, Harry's stupid voice kept on repeating itself until Ginny felt that she was going bonkers. Feeling awfully stranded, Ginny pulled herself off the ground roughly, ran down the stairs and disappeared into the darkness at the landing.
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Ginny had been sitting on the swing in the muggles' garden, crying her eyes out for the past half an hour. The darkness engulfed her and the cold wind of the night froze her to her marrows but she just couldn't stop crying. She hated Harry, hated him for making her sound like a person of a lowly character, she hated fate for playing with her.
It was only twenty-four hours ago when they were having a pillow fight. Harry had lost and played dirty by tickling Ginny. Ginny was tickled to her knees begging for mercy when Ginny pretended to have a cough fit. When Harry realized that Ginny was not too well, he stopped and pat her at the small of her back trying to help her ease the coughing when she suddenly turned to tickle him back.
Ginny thought that boys were not afraid of tickles, for Ron, Bill, Charlie and even Percy wasn't, although Fred and George were but Ginny always suspected that they were faking it. But, Harry reaction was really hilarious, he went limp and collapsed onto the floor squirming and squiggling, begging Ginny to stop. One could never have thought that the famous Harry Potter who had defeated the Dark Lord and escaped from death uncountable times, would be afraid of tickles. The memory of the previous night made the corner of Ginny's lips curl no matter how unwilling she was. Harry was red in the face and could hardly breathe properly; he even went to the extent of covering himself with the blanket to protect him from another tickling attack.
Ginny was now crying and laughing at the same time, if anyone was able to spot her in the darkness, they would think that she was cracking up. But, sorrow took the better of her and after a few minutes, she started crying again. When her tears ran dry, her throat went sore and she could not cry anymore, an unexpected person appeared from the dark and settled himself beside her.
Ginny felt the swing swinging slightly as another weight was added onto it, Ginny gasped in fright and turned to see the last person she wanted to see when she was crying-Dudley.
"Go away you git, or I'll hex you", Ginny said in the steadiest voice she could muster while sniffing. Instead of going away, Dudley smirked.
"Crying over the little quarrel with your boyfriend?"
"That prat is not my boyfriend, don't mention him in front of me and go away", Ginny snapped.
"I should have guessed, he was a coward without that wooden stick. He whimpers and cries in his sleep, I doubt if he was even a guy", Ginny liked Dudley less and less by the minute, he sounded like a great dirty liar who gloated over others' misfortune.
"He is nothing but just a freak, a useless good-for-nothing bum like his father", at this Ginny turned to look at Dudley and gave a deep frown. Due to the dark, the bighead Dudley could not see Ginny's facial expressions and thought that her reaction was due to agreement. He then continued with a superior air,
"He is a nutter. I heard him muttering in his sleep about this Cedric, Sirius and his parents. He always screamed about this Voldemoy guy and said something like wanting to kill him with his bare hands. If you ask me, I think that Cedric and Sirius was most probably murdered by him and they were haunting him in his dreams", Ginny felt anger coming back to her emotions, although Harry was a prat, he was not to be falsely accused by people with brains smaller than a bird's, like Dudley.
How dare he suggest that Harry was a good-for-nothing bum after all he had gone through!
"That boy is dangerous, he is capable of murder, and he is not safe to be with.."
"NO! HE IS NOT!" Ginny shouted through clenched teeth. Dudley looked at Ginny's direction in surprise, but he did not want to give in so easily,
"But he really is, even my dad says so." That was enough, Dudley had reached Ginny's limit, and those who knew Ginny well would have had went into hiding when she raised her voice at them.
"SHUT UP ABOUT HARRY", Ginny's voice echoed in the night causing several stray cats to run away seeking for refuge at the sudden noise. Before Dudley knew what had happened, he was thrown across the front yard and lay there unable to move an inch. He panicked and tried to shout but no noise came out of his mouth. From the dim lights coming from the streets lamps, he could see Ginny walking towards him and place her face close to his, her face was twisted with fury.
"My God!! This girl is a witch. Harry lied to us, someone save me!!", Dudley thought fast. He held his breathe when Ginny started to speak,
"That will teach you a lesson, all right, you great oaf. You better shut up about all those lies your great prune of a father told you. If I hear anything about Harry coming from your mouth, I'll make sure you can never stand up again" Ginny hissed at Dudley like an angry cat and walked away.
Dudley watched her retreating back disappear into the house and suddenly the force holding him down ceased. Dudley picked himself up, brushed the dirt off him and thought to himself,
"That girl looks more terrifying than Harry. The look she gave me makes me have those collywobbles. I think I better not mess with her, I better try to get friendly with her or heaven knows what she or those people under her order will do to me." Dudley cursed himself for landing himself into such trouble all the way back to his room. When he reached the front of Harry's room, he stopped for a moment and tried to listen for any noise He was concentrating on picking up any noise when he suddenly remembered Ginny's warning, he cursed himself again and quickly scampered back to his room.
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So how? How is this chapter? Dudley finally got the taste of Ginny's temper. Wow, both Harry and Dudley had the honour of getting it at the same day. Yeah, Harry is a great git, he was already like that in his fifth year, remember? Fifth year made him kinda freaky, but no problem. Our dear Ginny is going to cure him of his freakiness. Yeah, go Gin!!
PS* The Backliner, hah kindly helped me look through this chapter. This chap is the revised version. Three cheers to The Backliner for he had most willingly taken up the job as my beta reader in addition to his role as a reviewer. (Hip Hip Hurray!!)
Here is the chapter of the day!!
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Scene: Inside Harry's room
Ginny slammed the door behind her, leaned against the room door and slid down to the floor. She was breathing hard, blood was pounding in her ears and Harry's last words echoed in her mind,
"You thought you could understand .... you thought you've been through the worst.... Don't give me that rubbish of you understanding how I feel now...."
Harry had been so happy and nice to her throughout the week and now, all of a sudden, when Ginny thought that everything was just too good, Harry had hurt her that much.
Harry's voice echoed in her mind again, only that this time, it was ten times louder and clearer. Ginny tried to shake the menacing voice out of her head and suddenly, a sneeze was heard echoing in the corridor. She jerked her head in the direction of the source of the noise. Three Dursleys' head could be seen peering out of their rooms on her left. From the look of their faces, Ginny suspected that they had heard the quarrelling and were trying to eavesdrop.
Ginny was in a very bad temper at that moment and their nosiness was getting on her nerves. It was bad enough that Harry had shouted at her and there they were, trying to prey and poke into their business. Ginny shot them a murderous look that caused them to shut the doors on their own faces.
After two slams were heard, Ginny folded her long legs and hugged them. A new wave of misery gushed back into her heart, Harry's stupid voice kept on repeating itself until Ginny felt that she was going bonkers. Feeling awfully stranded, Ginny pulled herself off the ground roughly, ran down the stairs and disappeared into the darkness at the landing.
*
Ginny had been sitting on the swing in the muggles' garden, crying her eyes out for the past half an hour. The darkness engulfed her and the cold wind of the night froze her to her marrows but she just couldn't stop crying. She hated Harry, hated him for making her sound like a person of a lowly character, she hated fate for playing with her.
It was only twenty-four hours ago when they were having a pillow fight. Harry had lost and played dirty by tickling Ginny. Ginny was tickled to her knees begging for mercy when Ginny pretended to have a cough fit. When Harry realized that Ginny was not too well, he stopped and pat her at the small of her back trying to help her ease the coughing when she suddenly turned to tickle him back.
Ginny thought that boys were not afraid of tickles, for Ron, Bill, Charlie and even Percy wasn't, although Fred and George were but Ginny always suspected that they were faking it. But, Harry reaction was really hilarious, he went limp and collapsed onto the floor squirming and squiggling, begging Ginny to stop. One could never have thought that the famous Harry Potter who had defeated the Dark Lord and escaped from death uncountable times, would be afraid of tickles. The memory of the previous night made the corner of Ginny's lips curl no matter how unwilling she was. Harry was red in the face and could hardly breathe properly; he even went to the extent of covering himself with the blanket to protect him from another tickling attack.
Ginny was now crying and laughing at the same time, if anyone was able to spot her in the darkness, they would think that she was cracking up. But, sorrow took the better of her and after a few minutes, she started crying again. When her tears ran dry, her throat went sore and she could not cry anymore, an unexpected person appeared from the dark and settled himself beside her.
Ginny felt the swing swinging slightly as another weight was added onto it, Ginny gasped in fright and turned to see the last person she wanted to see when she was crying-Dudley.
"Go away you git, or I'll hex you", Ginny said in the steadiest voice she could muster while sniffing. Instead of going away, Dudley smirked.
"Crying over the little quarrel with your boyfriend?"
"That prat is not my boyfriend, don't mention him in front of me and go away", Ginny snapped.
"I should have guessed, he was a coward without that wooden stick. He whimpers and cries in his sleep, I doubt if he was even a guy", Ginny liked Dudley less and less by the minute, he sounded like a great dirty liar who gloated over others' misfortune.
"He is nothing but just a freak, a useless good-for-nothing bum like his father", at this Ginny turned to look at Dudley and gave a deep frown. Due to the dark, the bighead Dudley could not see Ginny's facial expressions and thought that her reaction was due to agreement. He then continued with a superior air,
"He is a nutter. I heard him muttering in his sleep about this Cedric, Sirius and his parents. He always screamed about this Voldemoy guy and said something like wanting to kill him with his bare hands. If you ask me, I think that Cedric and Sirius was most probably murdered by him and they were haunting him in his dreams", Ginny felt anger coming back to her emotions, although Harry was a prat, he was not to be falsely accused by people with brains smaller than a bird's, like Dudley.
How dare he suggest that Harry was a good-for-nothing bum after all he had gone through!
"That boy is dangerous, he is capable of murder, and he is not safe to be with.."
"NO! HE IS NOT!" Ginny shouted through clenched teeth. Dudley looked at Ginny's direction in surprise, but he did not want to give in so easily,
"But he really is, even my dad says so." That was enough, Dudley had reached Ginny's limit, and those who knew Ginny well would have had went into hiding when she raised her voice at them.
"SHUT UP ABOUT HARRY", Ginny's voice echoed in the night causing several stray cats to run away seeking for refuge at the sudden noise. Before Dudley knew what had happened, he was thrown across the front yard and lay there unable to move an inch. He panicked and tried to shout but no noise came out of his mouth. From the dim lights coming from the streets lamps, he could see Ginny walking towards him and place her face close to his, her face was twisted with fury.
"My God!! This girl is a witch. Harry lied to us, someone save me!!", Dudley thought fast. He held his breathe when Ginny started to speak,
"That will teach you a lesson, all right, you great oaf. You better shut up about all those lies your great prune of a father told you. If I hear anything about Harry coming from your mouth, I'll make sure you can never stand up again" Ginny hissed at Dudley like an angry cat and walked away.
Dudley watched her retreating back disappear into the house and suddenly the force holding him down ceased. Dudley picked himself up, brushed the dirt off him and thought to himself,
"That girl looks more terrifying than Harry. The look she gave me makes me have those collywobbles. I think I better not mess with her, I better try to get friendly with her or heaven knows what she or those people under her order will do to me." Dudley cursed himself for landing himself into such trouble all the way back to his room. When he reached the front of Harry's room, he stopped for a moment and tried to listen for any noise He was concentrating on picking up any noise when he suddenly remembered Ginny's warning, he cursed himself again and quickly scampered back to his room.
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So how? How is this chapter? Dudley finally got the taste of Ginny's temper. Wow, both Harry and Dudley had the honour of getting it at the same day. Yeah, Harry is a great git, he was already like that in his fifth year, remember? Fifth year made him kinda freaky, but no problem. Our dear Ginny is going to cure him of his freakiness. Yeah, go Gin!!
