Hello ppl, many of must have been wondering where the heck I've been these
days. I have just returned from a short holiday in Malaysia, Johore Bahru
(It's not a big deal, cos it's just a neighbour country) so I've not been
writing.
But I have edited the previous chapter a bit so those who dun understand what I'm, trying to say. I only edited the 1st paragraph and added an A/N to it, it is to explain what I actually mean.
Sorry if I made you kinda confused, but I personally love that paragraph, it was so hilarious. Here I thank The Backliner again for contributing that part and it gave me some idea to write this new chapter.
Okay, I want to announce that my beta reader is called SexySlytherinChick instead of jujubeans (I got screamed at by her for calling her jujubeans)
Oh and I saw what you said, The Backliner, I agree, a romance story shouldn't have too much humour. But I just can't resist humour, could I put a bit of humour in Tonks and Ron, please?? Harry is still the gloomy boy.
Anyway, here is the chapter of the week!! Enjoy!! This is another poor attempt in writing a chapter, the next chap would be better!!
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Scene: At the Grimmauld Place
" To, not dear Nymphadora Tonks,
I have no idea what you told Mrs Weasley and Ron to make them so upset and angry, but you have to know that whatever you said had caused them to go bonkers and they were very angry at Ginny. Mrs Weasley had sent a Howler demanding that Ginny go back immediately, she is very upset by the Howler but she is not going back, I'm not letting her go back and face whatever is waiting for her at the burrow alone.
My purpose of writing this letter is not to inform you that I'm making Ginny stay but want you to persuade the Weasley's that Ginny must stay and no punishment is to be given to her. I don't care what you do to make them not blame Ginny and let her stay, you can say that you were under the Imperious Curse or being threatened by Deatheaters, I have no objections to that.
Treat this letter as a Howler for that's what I want to send you, but because I'm not allowed to use magic outside school, I'm letting you off with this death threat letter. If you could not manage to appease the Weasley's and that Ginny is going to be forced home, I'll make sure Hagrid sent some "cute and lovely" pets of his straight to you and I myself is going to sent you something "fun" from the Weasley's Wizard Wheezes.
DO NOT THINK THAT I'M JOKING!!
Without love/ not yours/Unsincerely, Harry James Potter
PS I think you have a clear idea what kind of pets Hagrid usually keeps and the kind of stuff that comes from the twins.
PPS Yes, this is a death threat!! "
~*~
Mundungus finished reading the letter aloud to the rest of the order and turned to look across the dining table at Tonks who looked as if she had got terrible sunstroke. Lupin put his arm across her shoulder sympathetically, the moment Lupin touched her, and she jumped from her seat as if been electrocuted and race out of the room.
The rest of the order with Lupin taking the lead, followed her out of the room to the living room in time to witness Tonks throwing the whole pot of flu powder into the fireplace, stuck her whole head into it, shouting 'The Burrow' frantically.
(A/N: Tonks might be an Auror but she was kinda afraid of the animals that Harry threatened that Hagrid might send and the tricks the twin might come up with. Who isn't afraid when Hagrid and the Weasley twin is involved? Look at Umbridge, she is a member of the Ministry and yet she could do nothing about the swamps and fireworks. And remember the Blast-End Skewts? Tonks might have heard a thing or two about Hagrid's unusual "hobby".)
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Mrs Weasley was pacing in the kitchen, glancing at the clock occasionally and Ron was taking his potions that occupied almost half of the dining table.
"She should have reached by now. The portkey activates at exactly one, and it's one-twenty now. She wouldn't dare to defy me and not return. Oh, would something happen to her? Maybe Deatheaters have got Harry and Ginny. Maybe she got transported to somewhere else and was lost. Or, maybe the portkey was tampered with like what happened to Harry in his fourth year and now, she was in the hands of you-know-who and maybe, Harry too. Oh, my baby girl, my dear boy!!" Mrs Weasley was in the verge of tears.
"Don't worry mum, nothing would have happened to them. See the clock, Harry and Ginny was still at the 'Visiting' position, they are not at 'Lost' or at 'Mortal Peril'. I think the portkey must have lost track of time or malfunctioned, Hedwig must be on the way to here. Don't worry mum, they'll be fine", Ron said while trying to measure out the potion but instead of pouring them into the goblet, he missed and spilled them all over the table for his eyes was fixed at the clock.
"One twenty-five....., one twenty-six......, one twenty-seven....", Ron counted, he was convincing his mum not to worry but in his heart, he as frantic as ants on fire. His eyes switched from the normal clock's face to his mum's extraordinary clock all the while,
"Ginny, Ginny, Ginny, where the hell are you now? I swear that if you come back in one piece, I'll not scream at you. Please, please, just come back home, safely", Ron chanted softly to himself.
Time flies and soon, the clock stroked two, both Mrs Weasley and Ron almost jumped out of their skin when the clock chimed. Ron stood up suddenly knocking the chair over, sprinted to the clock with the Weasley's picture in its hands and shook it violently causing the pictures to squeak in fright. Mrs Weasley pulled him away from the clock and screamed at him for frightening it.
A hoot coming from the window's direction attracted their attention; Mrs Weasley stopped screaming and both of them dashed to the window. Being younger and more flexible than Mrs Weasley, Ron reached the snowy owl first, untied the letter from its leg and read the letter aloud.
"Dear Mrs Weasley and Ron,
I want to inform you that Ginny is not going back so please don't worry. It's not Ginny's idea, it's mine. I'm the one who stopped her from going home, I'm so sorry please forgive me.
It's not Ginny's fault that I'm sick, I'm the one who made her so mad at me that she stormed out of the house. In fact, if not for Ginny, I might have got lung infections by now; she is the one who forsake nights of sleep to nurse me back to health.
It's too long a story to explain through letters, I'll explain and apologise when we meet at the station on the 1st. Mrs Weasley, please don't make Ginny go back, she's the one who kept me sane all these while, please don't take her away. I promise I'll take good care of her, I'll put her safety before mine, just let her stay with me.
Once again, I'm so sorry to defy your orders. I have to go and comfort Ginny now; she's crying her eyes out. Bye and have a nice summer!!
Love, Harry and Ginny
PS How are you now, Ron? Feeling better? Rest more and see you on the 1st.
PPS Stop being a prat, Ron. It's not Ginny's fault, stop blaming her. If you still want to settle scores, look for Harry Potter.
PPS Please don't be angry with Ginny anymore, Mrs Weasley."
~*~
Mrs Weasley heaved a sigh of relieve, write back a reply to Harry and sent Hedwig away. She smiled to herself and went back to the kitchen to prepare lunch followed by Ron who still needed to take his potions. Ron drank the potions in the goblet he had poured out for himself in a single gulp and pass out instantly on the table with a loud thud.
Mrs Weasley rushed to him and after a futile attempt to wake him, she examined the potion bottles on the table to find that instead of adding a teaspoon of the blood red coloured Scar Lightening Potion, Ron had almost emptied the whole bottle of the Mrs Weasley's purplish red coloured Sleeping Draught into his potion mixture.
As Mrs Weasley was about to levitate Ron back to his room, she heard someone shouting for her at the fireplace.
So how was it? Good enough? The next chapter would be on Harry and Mark!! Oh, I'm so sorry if the story kinda lack of romance, but I wanna tell the story about Harry and Ginny. It's friendship first before the romance comes in, or maybe there isn't any romance as in Harry tells Ginny that he likes her. All steady relationship comes slow; it builds up day by day.
I like the cute and innocent relationship between them, if you expect them to French kiss all that gross stuff, I'm sorry to tell you that I hate it and would never put them into the fic. I'm sorry to say my fic is a bit odd cos I'm an oddball.
But I have edited the previous chapter a bit so those who dun understand what I'm, trying to say. I only edited the 1st paragraph and added an A/N to it, it is to explain what I actually mean.
Sorry if I made you kinda confused, but I personally love that paragraph, it was so hilarious. Here I thank The Backliner again for contributing that part and it gave me some idea to write this new chapter.
Okay, I want to announce that my beta reader is called SexySlytherinChick instead of jujubeans (I got screamed at by her for calling her jujubeans)
Oh and I saw what you said, The Backliner, I agree, a romance story shouldn't have too much humour. But I just can't resist humour, could I put a bit of humour in Tonks and Ron, please?? Harry is still the gloomy boy.
Anyway, here is the chapter of the week!! Enjoy!! This is another poor attempt in writing a chapter, the next chap would be better!!
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Scene: At the Grimmauld Place
" To, not dear Nymphadora Tonks,
I have no idea what you told Mrs Weasley and Ron to make them so upset and angry, but you have to know that whatever you said had caused them to go bonkers and they were very angry at Ginny. Mrs Weasley had sent a Howler demanding that Ginny go back immediately, she is very upset by the Howler but she is not going back, I'm not letting her go back and face whatever is waiting for her at the burrow alone.
My purpose of writing this letter is not to inform you that I'm making Ginny stay but want you to persuade the Weasley's that Ginny must stay and no punishment is to be given to her. I don't care what you do to make them not blame Ginny and let her stay, you can say that you were under the Imperious Curse or being threatened by Deatheaters, I have no objections to that.
Treat this letter as a Howler for that's what I want to send you, but because I'm not allowed to use magic outside school, I'm letting you off with this death threat letter. If you could not manage to appease the Weasley's and that Ginny is going to be forced home, I'll make sure Hagrid sent some "cute and lovely" pets of his straight to you and I myself is going to sent you something "fun" from the Weasley's Wizard Wheezes.
DO NOT THINK THAT I'M JOKING!!
Without love/ not yours/Unsincerely, Harry James Potter
PS I think you have a clear idea what kind of pets Hagrid usually keeps and the kind of stuff that comes from the twins.
PPS Yes, this is a death threat!! "
~*~
Mundungus finished reading the letter aloud to the rest of the order and turned to look across the dining table at Tonks who looked as if she had got terrible sunstroke. Lupin put his arm across her shoulder sympathetically, the moment Lupin touched her, and she jumped from her seat as if been electrocuted and race out of the room.
The rest of the order with Lupin taking the lead, followed her out of the room to the living room in time to witness Tonks throwing the whole pot of flu powder into the fireplace, stuck her whole head into it, shouting 'The Burrow' frantically.
(A/N: Tonks might be an Auror but she was kinda afraid of the animals that Harry threatened that Hagrid might send and the tricks the twin might come up with. Who isn't afraid when Hagrid and the Weasley twin is involved? Look at Umbridge, she is a member of the Ministry and yet she could do nothing about the swamps and fireworks. And remember the Blast-End Skewts? Tonks might have heard a thing or two about Hagrid's unusual "hobby".)
~*~
Mrs Weasley was pacing in the kitchen, glancing at the clock occasionally and Ron was taking his potions that occupied almost half of the dining table.
"She should have reached by now. The portkey activates at exactly one, and it's one-twenty now. She wouldn't dare to defy me and not return. Oh, would something happen to her? Maybe Deatheaters have got Harry and Ginny. Maybe she got transported to somewhere else and was lost. Or, maybe the portkey was tampered with like what happened to Harry in his fourth year and now, she was in the hands of you-know-who and maybe, Harry too. Oh, my baby girl, my dear boy!!" Mrs Weasley was in the verge of tears.
"Don't worry mum, nothing would have happened to them. See the clock, Harry and Ginny was still at the 'Visiting' position, they are not at 'Lost' or at 'Mortal Peril'. I think the portkey must have lost track of time or malfunctioned, Hedwig must be on the way to here. Don't worry mum, they'll be fine", Ron said while trying to measure out the potion but instead of pouring them into the goblet, he missed and spilled them all over the table for his eyes was fixed at the clock.
"One twenty-five....., one twenty-six......, one twenty-seven....", Ron counted, he was convincing his mum not to worry but in his heart, he as frantic as ants on fire. His eyes switched from the normal clock's face to his mum's extraordinary clock all the while,
"Ginny, Ginny, Ginny, where the hell are you now? I swear that if you come back in one piece, I'll not scream at you. Please, please, just come back home, safely", Ron chanted softly to himself.
Time flies and soon, the clock stroked two, both Mrs Weasley and Ron almost jumped out of their skin when the clock chimed. Ron stood up suddenly knocking the chair over, sprinted to the clock with the Weasley's picture in its hands and shook it violently causing the pictures to squeak in fright. Mrs Weasley pulled him away from the clock and screamed at him for frightening it.
A hoot coming from the window's direction attracted their attention; Mrs Weasley stopped screaming and both of them dashed to the window. Being younger and more flexible than Mrs Weasley, Ron reached the snowy owl first, untied the letter from its leg and read the letter aloud.
"Dear Mrs Weasley and Ron,
I want to inform you that Ginny is not going back so please don't worry. It's not Ginny's idea, it's mine. I'm the one who stopped her from going home, I'm so sorry please forgive me.
It's not Ginny's fault that I'm sick, I'm the one who made her so mad at me that she stormed out of the house. In fact, if not for Ginny, I might have got lung infections by now; she is the one who forsake nights of sleep to nurse me back to health.
It's too long a story to explain through letters, I'll explain and apologise when we meet at the station on the 1st. Mrs Weasley, please don't make Ginny go back, she's the one who kept me sane all these while, please don't take her away. I promise I'll take good care of her, I'll put her safety before mine, just let her stay with me.
Once again, I'm so sorry to defy your orders. I have to go and comfort Ginny now; she's crying her eyes out. Bye and have a nice summer!!
Love, Harry and Ginny
PS How are you now, Ron? Feeling better? Rest more and see you on the 1st.
PPS Stop being a prat, Ron. It's not Ginny's fault, stop blaming her. If you still want to settle scores, look for Harry Potter.
PPS Please don't be angry with Ginny anymore, Mrs Weasley."
~*~
Mrs Weasley heaved a sigh of relieve, write back a reply to Harry and sent Hedwig away. She smiled to herself and went back to the kitchen to prepare lunch followed by Ron who still needed to take his potions. Ron drank the potions in the goblet he had poured out for himself in a single gulp and pass out instantly on the table with a loud thud.
Mrs Weasley rushed to him and after a futile attempt to wake him, she examined the potion bottles on the table to find that instead of adding a teaspoon of the blood red coloured Scar Lightening Potion, Ron had almost emptied the whole bottle of the Mrs Weasley's purplish red coloured Sleeping Draught into his potion mixture.
As Mrs Weasley was about to levitate Ron back to his room, she heard someone shouting for her at the fireplace.
So how was it? Good enough? The next chapter would be on Harry and Mark!! Oh, I'm so sorry if the story kinda lack of romance, but I wanna tell the story about Harry and Ginny. It's friendship first before the romance comes in, or maybe there isn't any romance as in Harry tells Ginny that he likes her. All steady relationship comes slow; it builds up day by day.
I like the cute and innocent relationship between them, if you expect them to French kiss all that gross stuff, I'm sorry to tell you that I hate it and would never put them into the fic. I'm sorry to say my fic is a bit odd cos I'm an oddball.
