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Okay here is some advertisement for my other fic, it's called "It's a Long Long Journey", pls kindly read it. It might not be as good as this but I still kind of like the plot.
Let me introduce my new beta reader who had volunteered to take over The Backliner's job while he studies for his important exam------------- jujubeans (actually I dun noe his name, his email is jujubeans so I thought I'll call him jujubeans)
I'll like to thank The Backliner for contributing to the Order of the Phoenix scenario. For those who wanted to view the original version, refer to my reviews for chap 16.
Okay enough of advert and nonsense, here is the story of the day!! Enjoy, yum yum!!
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Scene: At the Headquarter of the Order of the Phoenix
Tonks was sitting in the Order of the Phoenix Headquarters. Around her, various members were staring at her, listening intently to what she was saying.
"Then, Harry and Ginny sat under the tree. He put his arms around Ginny and you now what happened next?" she said. The others leaned forward eagerly.
"They both fell asleep!" exclaimed Tonks, whereupon all the others fell off their chairs in exasperation. Tonks looked around, all of them had disappeared under the table except Mrs Weasley who was not too pleased to learn that Harry had got himself sick and her daughter was responsible for that. Kingsley was the first to recover; his hands appeared on the edge of the table followed by his shinny clean-shaven head,
"For heaven's sake, Tonks!!" he said in exasperation. Tonks scratched her head in confusion,
"What did I say wrong?"
(A/N* The rest of the order thought Harry and Ginny was about to kiss, judging from the way Tonks was telling the story, she tends to add in more details here and there in the story. Kingsley and the others were exasperated that it was not what they expected. I don't know if you all could get the picture behind the scene, but me myself find it very hilarious)
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Harry entered his bedroom after using the washroom to find that his usual pile of blankets and pillows were not on the floor. He scratched his head in puzzlement; he began looking for them all over the place closely watched by Ginny who was sitting on the edge of the bed.
"You are looking for these, right?" she pointed to a lumpy pile behind her, Harry proceeded to walk over to her to get them but was stopped by Ginny,
"You are not going to get them if you are going to sleep on the floor. You are to share the bed with me from tonight onwards; no one is to sleep on the floor. I never know how uncomfortable it was to sleep on the floor until two days ago, and you never say a word about it", Ginny's eyes flashed accusingly, she seemed a bit red in the face but there was a look of determination on her red face.
Harry shucked his shoulders helplessly and looked at Ginny again, not knowing whether to be stubborn or suit her,
"Okay, I shall sleep in the inside and you on the outside. If you want, we can sleep head to toe, I don't mind, and I swear I wouldn't attack you in your sleep", Ginny gave Harry a mischievous smile, crawled towards the inner half of the bed and laid down.
Knowing that it was unwise to contradict with Ginny and a part of him invited the idea of not having to sleep on the hard floor; Harry climbed onto the bed after Ginny and layed down beside her, shoulder to shoulder. It was not really cramped with two people on a single bed, but it was kind of weird to have another person at your side, the feeling of having something warm at the side was very peculiar. As the night was chilly as all nights were, the warm feeling was not too uncomfortable to endure and all too soon, Harry and Ginny fell asleep, their breathing slow and peaceful.
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Both Harry and Ginny were still asleep when a tapping sound could be heard on the windowpanes,
"I'm coming, stop knocking on the door", Harry mumbled to himself thickly and he came around from his sleep to investigate the source of the disturbing sound. He opened his eyes and a clear vision welcomed him instead of the usual blur, he had forgotten to take off his glasses last night. It was still quite dark in the room, Harry was trying to get out of the bed when he felt something heavy and warm on his chest, he looked down and saw a thin arm resting across his chest, no doubt belonging to the redhead Weasley beside him.
Harry lifted the arm gently and placed it on Ginny's side careful not to wake her, and tiptoed across the room where his own Hedwig was air-borne outside waiting to be let in. Harry threw open the window and a gush of cold wind rushed into the room together with Hedwig who had settled herself in the cage.
Harry walked back to the bed hoping to catch some more sleep but Ginny had tossed in her sleep and occupied the whole bed, pillows and blankets were all scattered on the floor. Shaking his head at the Weasley girl's terrifying way of sleeping, Harry marvelled at the fact that he managed to stay on the bed until now, not kicked off the bed in the middle of the night and gathered up all the pillows and blankets laying at the foot of the bed. He went to the corner of the room where he usually slept at, made himself comfortable and fell asleep again almost instantly.
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Harry slept on without being disturbed until a loud crash caused him to shot up into a sitting position in the bed so fast he was temporarily dizzy, movement could be heard coming from the direction of the bed, which means Ginny, was awake too.
A great brown feather duster-like thing could be seen lying on Harry's desk, it was Errol and she seemed to be unconscious. Harry walked over to carry the pathetic creature to the bed when a scarlet envelope tied to its feet caught his attention. Harry tipped Errol onto the bed carelessly and hurried to untie the now smoking envelope, but before he could see to whom the Howler was addressed to, it exploded and a menacing voice could be heard ringing throughout the room rattling the window panes,
"GINNY WEASLEY!! WHAT ARE YOU PLAYING AT? WE SENT YOU TO THE MUGGLES' IN HOPE OF YOU REPRESENTING US AND DELIVER OUR GOODWILL TO HARRY. BUT INSTEAD OF TAKING GOOD CARE OF HIM, YOU END UP MIXING WITH THAT BRAINLESS MUGGLE BOY, CAUSING HARRY TO BE WORRIED ABOUT YOU AND IN TURN CAUSE HIM TO FALL SICK. I'M ABSOLUTELY DISGUSTED WITH YOUR BEHAVIOUR. YOU ARE TO PACK UP THIS INSTANT AND TAKE THE SCREW-UP DRIVER PORTKEY BACK TO THE BURROW. THE PORTKEY WOULD BE ACTIVATED AT 1.00PM AND I MUST ADD THAT YOU WOULD BE CONFINED TO YOUR ROOM FOR THE REST OF THE SUMMER. ME AND YOUR FATHER ARE TERRIBLY ASHAMED OF YOUR WILDFUL BEHAVIOUR." Mrs Weasley's shouting ceased, to be replaced by Ron's voice, he was not shouting but it was clear that it's full of rage,
"Ginny!! I put my best friend in the care of your hands and you made his sick. What's got into you? Is that bloody muggle pig more important than our dear old Harry? Come back and I'll settle scores with you." Ron's voice faded away and the letter in Harry's hand burst into flame, it was lucky that he had got the sense to let go of it before it caught fire or heaven knows what his hand would become.
After Harry had got over the shock of the Howler, he turned to look at Ginny to see how was she coping with it. Ginny was not coping too well with the Howler, after all, the Howler was addressed to her not Harry, the more she was affected. Ginny was pale in the face and was close to tears, but too soon, big fat tears rolled down her cheek. Just as Harry was moving towards her to comfort her, Uncle Vernon's voice rang up the stairs,
"WHAT THE DEVIL IS THAT HELL OF A NOISE, BOY? IF YOU AND YOUR GIRL CAN'T KEEP YOUR VOLUME DOWN, I'M GONNA LOCK YOU BOTH IN."
"IT"S A HOWLER FROM HER MUM, I THINK YOU REMEMBER PERFECTLY WELL THE SCREAMING LETTER TO AUNT PERTUNIA LAST SUMMER. SHE WAS ASKING IF YOU HAD BEEN TREATING US WELL, AND IF YOU DON'T MIND, EXCUSE ME, I NEED TO REPLY TO SAY THAT WE'RE FINE OR SHE'LL HAVE THE ORDER STORM IN HERE THE NEXT MINUTE", Harry shouted at the top of his voice hoping that it would scare Uncle Vernon into leaving them alone, there was a more pressing matters in hand than silly arguments.
Harry walked over the Ginny and sat beside her, he patted her head awkwardly. She was crying into her hands, Harry continued patting her head in hope to give her some comfort when she suddenly stood up and wipe away the tears fiercely with the back of her hand. Ginny marched across the room and pried open the wardrobe, she opened it too forcefully and as a result the whole pile of clothes fell out. She dragged out her trunk out and began stuffing her belongings haphazardly into it, she marched around the room collecting her belonging, occasionally muttered something like "Fine, fine, I can't stand living here anyway", "Never, I repeat never. Never am I that humiliated in my life", "It's all my fault, everything is my fault. Confined to my room for the rest of the summer, I'm looking forward to it", "You wanna settle scores, Ronald Weasley. I'll settle scores with you".
Harry watched Ginny pack, not knowing what to do or say, it took her no time to finish packing and when she slammed close her trunk and proceeded to picking up the rusty screw driver portkey Mrs Weasley sent, Harry caught her arm. Ginny flung her arm backwards to free herself from Harry's clenches and accidentally hit him in his face, Harry didn't flinched a bit when Ginny's fist made contact with his cheek but instead held onto her arm tight.
"Let me go, Harry Potter", Ginny hissed like an angry cat in Harry's face.
"No", Harry replied stubbornly.
"If you don't let go of me, I'll.......I'll........"
"You'll what?" Harry whispered threatenly.
"I'll......I'll......." Ginny's voice trailed and broke, she flung herself onto Harry, held onto his neck and sobbed noisily into Harry's shoulders,
"Never am I that humiliated, Harry. They all blamed me, it's my entire fault, and it's my fault that you were sick, you hate me too. Mum hated me, Dad hated me, Ron hated me, and you hated me. I feel frigging terrible, Harry." Harry had not seen Ginny cry since her first year after the Basilisk incident, and it's awkward having her cry on his shoulder, Ginny who never appear weak in front of others. Harry graciously allowed Ginny to cry over his shoulders and when the crying become less urgent, he pride Ginny's arm off his neck and set her sitting on the bed beside Errol.
Harry stride across the room towards the desk scribbled onto two pieces of parchment and sent them off with Hedwig, who flew to Ginny and nibbled her finger affectionately before flying off.
Harry took Ginny's trunk, which was lying on the floor and stuffed it back into the wardrobe, he sat on the bed beside Ginny who was determined not to look at him, and put his arms around her in a brotherly fashion,
"I do not hate you, in fact I don't know what I would become if you were not here to keep me company, most probably hiding in the room, drowning in sorrow. I'm glad you were here, I'm really glad about it. You are not going home, I've settled the matter with Mrs Weasley and Ron, and they will understand the whole situation. Everything's going to be all right. Don't cry, only babies cry", Harry teased. Ginny laughed weakly and looked into Harry's eyes, she did not know why she felt so secure just watching those brilliant eyes.
"Are you sure you want me around? Do you mean it? Is everything gonna be okay?"
"Yes, I mean everything I say. I'm your friend, you've got to trust me, everything's under control", Harry whispered. They sat in silence for some time until Harry's stomach growl and they both laughed.
"Care for some breakfast, my lady?", Harry jumped onto his feet and offered Ginny his arm, Ginny wiped away all traces of tears with the sleeve of her pyjamas and readily accepted Harry's arm,
"Of course, who can deny food? But are we going out with our pyjamas on? I've not received news that pyjamas look is the latest fashion", Ginny replied humorously, all her usual self, coming back.
Everything's going to be all right, Harry promised!!
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How was it? I cracked my brains like crazy to think of the plot. I'm totally obsessed there is nothing in my head except Harry and Ginny, I even dream of them. Scary!!
I'll be writing everyday in hope of finishing this fic faster, but dun worry I would give u a nice end and there is like, at least 7 chapters to go at this rate. Maybe I'll write a sequel. But it all depends on the response!!
Okay here is some advertisement for my other fic, it's called "It's a Long Long Journey", pls kindly read it. It might not be as good as this but I still kind of like the plot.
Let me introduce my new beta reader who had volunteered to take over The Backliner's job while he studies for his important exam------------- jujubeans (actually I dun noe his name, his email is jujubeans so I thought I'll call him jujubeans)
I'll like to thank The Backliner for contributing to the Order of the Phoenix scenario. For those who wanted to view the original version, refer to my reviews for chap 16.
Okay enough of advert and nonsense, here is the story of the day!! Enjoy, yum yum!!
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Scene: At the Headquarter of the Order of the Phoenix
Tonks was sitting in the Order of the Phoenix Headquarters. Around her, various members were staring at her, listening intently to what she was saying.
"Then, Harry and Ginny sat under the tree. He put his arms around Ginny and you now what happened next?" she said. The others leaned forward eagerly.
"They both fell asleep!" exclaimed Tonks, whereupon all the others fell off their chairs in exasperation. Tonks looked around, all of them had disappeared under the table except Mrs Weasley who was not too pleased to learn that Harry had got himself sick and her daughter was responsible for that. Kingsley was the first to recover; his hands appeared on the edge of the table followed by his shinny clean-shaven head,
"For heaven's sake, Tonks!!" he said in exasperation. Tonks scratched her head in confusion,
"What did I say wrong?"
(A/N* The rest of the order thought Harry and Ginny was about to kiss, judging from the way Tonks was telling the story, she tends to add in more details here and there in the story. Kingsley and the others were exasperated that it was not what they expected. I don't know if you all could get the picture behind the scene, but me myself find it very hilarious)
~*~
Harry entered his bedroom after using the washroom to find that his usual pile of blankets and pillows were not on the floor. He scratched his head in puzzlement; he began looking for them all over the place closely watched by Ginny who was sitting on the edge of the bed.
"You are looking for these, right?" she pointed to a lumpy pile behind her, Harry proceeded to walk over to her to get them but was stopped by Ginny,
"You are not going to get them if you are going to sleep on the floor. You are to share the bed with me from tonight onwards; no one is to sleep on the floor. I never know how uncomfortable it was to sleep on the floor until two days ago, and you never say a word about it", Ginny's eyes flashed accusingly, she seemed a bit red in the face but there was a look of determination on her red face.
Harry shucked his shoulders helplessly and looked at Ginny again, not knowing whether to be stubborn or suit her,
"Okay, I shall sleep in the inside and you on the outside. If you want, we can sleep head to toe, I don't mind, and I swear I wouldn't attack you in your sleep", Ginny gave Harry a mischievous smile, crawled towards the inner half of the bed and laid down.
Knowing that it was unwise to contradict with Ginny and a part of him invited the idea of not having to sleep on the hard floor; Harry climbed onto the bed after Ginny and layed down beside her, shoulder to shoulder. It was not really cramped with two people on a single bed, but it was kind of weird to have another person at your side, the feeling of having something warm at the side was very peculiar. As the night was chilly as all nights were, the warm feeling was not too uncomfortable to endure and all too soon, Harry and Ginny fell asleep, their breathing slow and peaceful.
~*~
Both Harry and Ginny were still asleep when a tapping sound could be heard on the windowpanes,
"I'm coming, stop knocking on the door", Harry mumbled to himself thickly and he came around from his sleep to investigate the source of the disturbing sound. He opened his eyes and a clear vision welcomed him instead of the usual blur, he had forgotten to take off his glasses last night. It was still quite dark in the room, Harry was trying to get out of the bed when he felt something heavy and warm on his chest, he looked down and saw a thin arm resting across his chest, no doubt belonging to the redhead Weasley beside him.
Harry lifted the arm gently and placed it on Ginny's side careful not to wake her, and tiptoed across the room where his own Hedwig was air-borne outside waiting to be let in. Harry threw open the window and a gush of cold wind rushed into the room together with Hedwig who had settled herself in the cage.
Harry walked back to the bed hoping to catch some more sleep but Ginny had tossed in her sleep and occupied the whole bed, pillows and blankets were all scattered on the floor. Shaking his head at the Weasley girl's terrifying way of sleeping, Harry marvelled at the fact that he managed to stay on the bed until now, not kicked off the bed in the middle of the night and gathered up all the pillows and blankets laying at the foot of the bed. He went to the corner of the room where he usually slept at, made himself comfortable and fell asleep again almost instantly.
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Harry slept on without being disturbed until a loud crash caused him to shot up into a sitting position in the bed so fast he was temporarily dizzy, movement could be heard coming from the direction of the bed, which means Ginny, was awake too.
A great brown feather duster-like thing could be seen lying on Harry's desk, it was Errol and she seemed to be unconscious. Harry walked over to carry the pathetic creature to the bed when a scarlet envelope tied to its feet caught his attention. Harry tipped Errol onto the bed carelessly and hurried to untie the now smoking envelope, but before he could see to whom the Howler was addressed to, it exploded and a menacing voice could be heard ringing throughout the room rattling the window panes,
"GINNY WEASLEY!! WHAT ARE YOU PLAYING AT? WE SENT YOU TO THE MUGGLES' IN HOPE OF YOU REPRESENTING US AND DELIVER OUR GOODWILL TO HARRY. BUT INSTEAD OF TAKING GOOD CARE OF HIM, YOU END UP MIXING WITH THAT BRAINLESS MUGGLE BOY, CAUSING HARRY TO BE WORRIED ABOUT YOU AND IN TURN CAUSE HIM TO FALL SICK. I'M ABSOLUTELY DISGUSTED WITH YOUR BEHAVIOUR. YOU ARE TO PACK UP THIS INSTANT AND TAKE THE SCREW-UP DRIVER PORTKEY BACK TO THE BURROW. THE PORTKEY WOULD BE ACTIVATED AT 1.00PM AND I MUST ADD THAT YOU WOULD BE CONFINED TO YOUR ROOM FOR THE REST OF THE SUMMER. ME AND YOUR FATHER ARE TERRIBLY ASHAMED OF YOUR WILDFUL BEHAVIOUR." Mrs Weasley's shouting ceased, to be replaced by Ron's voice, he was not shouting but it was clear that it's full of rage,
"Ginny!! I put my best friend in the care of your hands and you made his sick. What's got into you? Is that bloody muggle pig more important than our dear old Harry? Come back and I'll settle scores with you." Ron's voice faded away and the letter in Harry's hand burst into flame, it was lucky that he had got the sense to let go of it before it caught fire or heaven knows what his hand would become.
After Harry had got over the shock of the Howler, he turned to look at Ginny to see how was she coping with it. Ginny was not coping too well with the Howler, after all, the Howler was addressed to her not Harry, the more she was affected. Ginny was pale in the face and was close to tears, but too soon, big fat tears rolled down her cheek. Just as Harry was moving towards her to comfort her, Uncle Vernon's voice rang up the stairs,
"WHAT THE DEVIL IS THAT HELL OF A NOISE, BOY? IF YOU AND YOUR GIRL CAN'T KEEP YOUR VOLUME DOWN, I'M GONNA LOCK YOU BOTH IN."
"IT"S A HOWLER FROM HER MUM, I THINK YOU REMEMBER PERFECTLY WELL THE SCREAMING LETTER TO AUNT PERTUNIA LAST SUMMER. SHE WAS ASKING IF YOU HAD BEEN TREATING US WELL, AND IF YOU DON'T MIND, EXCUSE ME, I NEED TO REPLY TO SAY THAT WE'RE FINE OR SHE'LL HAVE THE ORDER STORM IN HERE THE NEXT MINUTE", Harry shouted at the top of his voice hoping that it would scare Uncle Vernon into leaving them alone, there was a more pressing matters in hand than silly arguments.
Harry walked over the Ginny and sat beside her, he patted her head awkwardly. She was crying into her hands, Harry continued patting her head in hope to give her some comfort when she suddenly stood up and wipe away the tears fiercely with the back of her hand. Ginny marched across the room and pried open the wardrobe, she opened it too forcefully and as a result the whole pile of clothes fell out. She dragged out her trunk out and began stuffing her belongings haphazardly into it, she marched around the room collecting her belonging, occasionally muttered something like "Fine, fine, I can't stand living here anyway", "Never, I repeat never. Never am I that humiliated in my life", "It's all my fault, everything is my fault. Confined to my room for the rest of the summer, I'm looking forward to it", "You wanna settle scores, Ronald Weasley. I'll settle scores with you".
Harry watched Ginny pack, not knowing what to do or say, it took her no time to finish packing and when she slammed close her trunk and proceeded to picking up the rusty screw driver portkey Mrs Weasley sent, Harry caught her arm. Ginny flung her arm backwards to free herself from Harry's clenches and accidentally hit him in his face, Harry didn't flinched a bit when Ginny's fist made contact with his cheek but instead held onto her arm tight.
"Let me go, Harry Potter", Ginny hissed like an angry cat in Harry's face.
"No", Harry replied stubbornly.
"If you don't let go of me, I'll.......I'll........"
"You'll what?" Harry whispered threatenly.
"I'll......I'll......." Ginny's voice trailed and broke, she flung herself onto Harry, held onto his neck and sobbed noisily into Harry's shoulders,
"Never am I that humiliated, Harry. They all blamed me, it's my entire fault, and it's my fault that you were sick, you hate me too. Mum hated me, Dad hated me, Ron hated me, and you hated me. I feel frigging terrible, Harry." Harry had not seen Ginny cry since her first year after the Basilisk incident, and it's awkward having her cry on his shoulder, Ginny who never appear weak in front of others. Harry graciously allowed Ginny to cry over his shoulders and when the crying become less urgent, he pride Ginny's arm off his neck and set her sitting on the bed beside Errol.
Harry stride across the room towards the desk scribbled onto two pieces of parchment and sent them off with Hedwig, who flew to Ginny and nibbled her finger affectionately before flying off.
Harry took Ginny's trunk, which was lying on the floor and stuffed it back into the wardrobe, he sat on the bed beside Ginny who was determined not to look at him, and put his arms around her in a brotherly fashion,
"I do not hate you, in fact I don't know what I would become if you were not here to keep me company, most probably hiding in the room, drowning in sorrow. I'm glad you were here, I'm really glad about it. You are not going home, I've settled the matter with Mrs Weasley and Ron, and they will understand the whole situation. Everything's going to be all right. Don't cry, only babies cry", Harry teased. Ginny laughed weakly and looked into Harry's eyes, she did not know why she felt so secure just watching those brilliant eyes.
"Are you sure you want me around? Do you mean it? Is everything gonna be okay?"
"Yes, I mean everything I say. I'm your friend, you've got to trust me, everything's under control", Harry whispered. They sat in silence for some time until Harry's stomach growl and they both laughed.
"Care for some breakfast, my lady?", Harry jumped onto his feet and offered Ginny his arm, Ginny wiped away all traces of tears with the sleeve of her pyjamas and readily accepted Harry's arm,
"Of course, who can deny food? But are we going out with our pyjamas on? I've not received news that pyjamas look is the latest fashion", Ginny replied humorously, all her usual self, coming back.
Everything's going to be all right, Harry promised!!
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How was it? I cracked my brains like crazy to think of the plot. I'm totally obsessed there is nothing in my head except Harry and Ginny, I even dream of them. Scary!!
I'll be writing everyday in hope of finishing this fic faster, but dun worry I would give u a nice end and there is like, at least 7 chapters to go at this rate. Maybe I'll write a sequel. But it all depends on the response!!
