i Coralis Valley
Where we left off:
His head full of thoughts of muffins, and Ginny /i
When Harry woke up a midnight, he grabbed his trunk, and appearated to the burrow. Once he had arrived he found himself standing in a diserted kitchen. He used a spell to levitate his trunk. Walking around the burrow, he found it empty, and abandoned in a hurry. Untill he found a letter posted on the pantry door adressed to him, he had been afriad the Weasleys and Fleur had been wizard-napped.
i Harry dear,
We all went to Coralis Valley in France. Fleurs idea. Some how she got Bill to agree. Even though shes the only one who speaks french, and she was speaking to Bill in french. Any way, when you get there, goto the Hillson Hotel, we'll be there. But everyone is going by middle names.
So you'll find Ron as Billus, Hermione as Jane, Ginny as Molly (Yes I know...two Mollys.), Fred as Fabian, George as Gidion, Charlie as Arthur, Bill as Kyle, Fluer as Janette (or Bree, or Branette, or Della), Arthur as John, Me as Jane (Two Janes!), and Gabby( You remember Fluers sister?) as Ana. And you'll go by James... Also we're no longer the 'Weasleys' our last name is 'Smith' and you are our second cousin James Miller (It was your Grandmothers Last name...). (NICE NAME!) Oh dear Ron wrote that...
With Love from your Aunt (Cause your Ron's Second Cousin),
Jane Smith (AKA Molly Weasley.)
P.S.Hey now we're related! Molly(Ginny) is gonna freak. Second cousins that once dated. Oh that sounds sick!
From,
Billus Smith /i
Harry folded up the note smiling. Who was Ron to make fun of his name? His was worse. Harry then grabbed the handle of his trunk and appearted to the french wizard valley of Coralis Valley.
When he opened his eyes, he found himself in a dark grassy park in the middle of old buildings, all the signs in french. He found a nearby sign that read something similar to Hillson Hotel. He dragged his trunk to the door, glad that he had wheels on the bottom side. The doors were revolving, and let him in. When he walked in he cleaned his glasses to see if what he was seeing was really what he was seeing.
The mirror glass floor reflected Harry in the depths, there stood a grand staircase made of gold, and to add to the bueaty, Ginny was writing in a leather bound book alone at a nearby table, she didn't look very happy. But before He could find out what was bugging her, a mass swarm of bushy brown hair hugged him, "Harry! You got here okay? Thank heavens."Hermione said letting go of him.
"Your gonna suffocate him one of these days!"Ron said shaking his head. They shook hands and Ron hit Harry over the head, "You shouldn't be standing around here. Ginny's in a bad mood, as scarey as a lioness."Ron taking a big gulp.
"Why?"Harry asked looking over at Ginny who was looking at the scene untill Harry had turned to look at her. Hermione threw her hands up in exsasperation. Her, and Ron seemed different, but Harry just couldn't think of why.
"We don't know. Just last month all of a sudden she started being harsh and prissy towards Ron, and I."Hermione said, though Harry knew she was holding out on him the reason for Ginny's fierce lioness act.
"Oh James dear!"Mrs. Weasley showed up, giving Harry a hugged. He had been caught off gaurd by being called 'James' instead of his name 'Harry'. "You remember the code names I wrote about right? Good, Arth- i John /i came up with the idea, I very much disagree with the idea, but what is a woman to do?"She sighed before leading Harry by the arm to the stairs. "Now we have the whole hotel booked, and of course as usual you'll be rooming with Ron." She informed him as they reached the second floor.
They came to room 201, and Ron unlocked the door. Harry thought about his trunk which he hadn't grabbed, but when he looked behind him he found the trunk floating balanced in midair. When everyone else had filled into the room the trunk zoomed in and landed on the untouched bed. Harry walked to the open door to see who had done the magic, as Ginny came into the doorway. She still looked angry, but surprisingly still gave Harry a small smile. "I thought you might want your trunk."
"Thanks."Was all Harry could manage. Ginny pulled out a wand that was the exsact same as Hermione's, and handed it to him.
"I used Granger's wand."She said when Harry took the wand from Ginny. Harry noticed how much she had emphisised Hermione's last name, 'Granger'. But what really puzzled him was why she had been calling her Granger in the first place. He thought maybe thats what Hermione wanted to go by instead of 'Jane'. But before he could ask Ginny dashed down the hall at top speed.
"Hey! Wait up!"Harry shocked himself when he yelled down the hall. He quickly rushed Hermione's wand into her hands, and ran to catch up with Ginny. The lot stared after him wondering where he was running off to.
"Where do you think he's off to?"Mrs.Weasley asked the two left. Hermione was looking at her wand, making sure Ginny had not damaged it. Ron was open mouthed looking at the door frame.
"He's mental! I think you've been a bad influence on him."He said turning to Hermione. She glared at him looking up from her wand. "What? Its true."He protested. Hermione went over to his bed, the closest to the door, grabbed a pillow, and smacked him in the head with it.
"He went after Molly! Maybe he'll find out what she's so angry about."Hermione said thoughtfully, remembering to use Ginny's code name, then without changeing her facical features, hit Ron once more with the pillow.
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Harry flew down the staircase, and soon found himself once more in the lobby. Ginny was sitting in the same seat as she had been when he had came in through the revolving doors. She was muttering something to herself about "Granger" and "Billus". He walked over to the table, while Ginny scribbled something in her book.
"What are you wrighting?"Harry asked, his voice horase, and nervous sounding. It had only been about two months since Harry broke up with her at Dumbledore's funeral. Ginny stopped muttering and looked up at Harry. Giving him another small smile. She quickly slamed close the book.
"Nothing, just scribbleing away. So..."She said her own voice alittle higher then normal, and nervous. She tapped her quill in the akward silence that had swept over the lobby. It wasn't disturbed untill a woman came through the revolving doors, making them jump, that the silence was broken. "Good afternoon Madame Bolvare!"Ginny yelled to the gypsy dressed woman. Harry stood in silence.
"Bonjour! Madamoselle Genie!"Madame Bolvare said sweeping herself over to the table, and giving Ginny a hug. "I'm glad to see your not still hung up on soeur légalement, et frère."She said even though she did not have a french accent, she actually held a british accent like their own. Harry stood silently wondering what the two were talking about.
"Yes well... I think the blank book you gave me really has helped."Ginny said happily, Bolvare sighed them looked at Harry who had been silent. "Oh this is my bo-...my friend Harry."Ginny said to Bolvare, "Harry this is Fleur's old defence slash divination teacher, Madame Roxanne Bolvare, a.k.a. Miss Roxy Borthers. She once taught at Hogawarts even!"
"Like thats something to be proud of! I only lasted a year. They all only last a year. But I'll be back. I swere by the sucky fake french accent I have, that I will return as Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!"She said wraping her shawl around her and looking at the wall. "Nice to meet you Harry."She said before sweeping up the stairs.
Ginny brust out laughing at the face Harry made when Borthers had begun the swereing. His eyes were wide and freaked out entirely. "What in Merlins name was that!"He said stareing after Borthers.
"That was Miss Borthers. She's not so scarey once you get used to her."She answered when she calmed down. Harry calmed down and shook his head. The akward silence returned untill Ginny disturbed it. "What did you come down here for? I mean to the lobby, I know why you came to Coralis."
"To er...say hi..."Harry said akwardly, slowly sitting down in the seat across the table from Ginny, and her journal. She made an 'oh' with her mouth. "And I was wondering why your so angry at Ron, and Hermione. They keep calling you the...the ' i lioness /i '."
"The Lioness, eh? I think I may make that a nickname of mine, I rather like it. But then again people could still call me Genie', Gin, Fireball, and Freckles."Ginny said ignoring his first question. Harry didn't know she had so many names to go by.
"Okay. So...why are you angry at Ron, and Hermione?"Harry asked again leaning forward closer to Ginny. She leaned forward as well untill they could see each others eyelashes with great ease.
"You really want to know?"She asked. Harry nodded his head. "Have you had lunch yet today?" Harry shook his head. "Okay...I'll tell you...if you swere not to tell a soul on this earth. Pinky-swere."She held out her pinky finger, and Harry crossed it with his own. They didn't let go at all.
"I swere."Harry breathed wondering what would come next. He had never seen Ginny so secretive, and serious before. They both breathed heavely. Then she began.
"What I'm about to tell you may result in either vomiting, heart-attacks, and, or a coma."Ginny warned. Harry nodded slowly, holding her pinky finger within his. "Well it all started at the end of last month..."
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A/N:Ooooh! What is so shocking about Hermione, and Ron? What does Miss Borthers have to do with anything? Whats up with this Cold River? And why hasn't Ginny Riddle gotten to the good parts yet? Find out in the next chapter of...Harry Potter and the Cold River!