A/N: Wow, I have absolutely no life. I just posted the second chapter this morning and here the third one is!
astralis03- Thank you, I like to know what's happening with everyone in a story so it doesn't seem like other people are just nonexistant. Thanks so much for your review!
harrypotterchick4ever- I'm not going to make most of the story Harry, Hermione, Ron, and the twins, but they are going to play a few major roles. Obviously, they're going to have to find out that Ginny's got Draco there sometime, and the part when they find out is going ot be pretty intense. Like camping. (omg! Sorry, I just had to say that.) I'm glad you like it so far and I really hope you keep reading it as I post more.
Boh- Don't worry, more description will come. And I'm not really sure about fevers and sickness and such. But I'm pretty sure I've had a fever of 109 before...or someone in my family did...or someone in a book I read did (I sometimes get books mixed up with reality) and 110 is only one degree higher. True, I don't really know about degrees and such either, how much hotter it really would be, but one degree higher doesn't sound like that much to me. Anyway, he was pretty close to death too so I thought that it should be pretty high. I was just unable to find out factually how high pretty high would be so I put something that sounded about right. Thank-you for your review!
dstnd2travel- Thanks, I love it when readers show SO MUCH ENTHUSIASIM! It gives me energry to write more!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, if I did, then Harry would already be dead...sorry, just a warning, I hate Harry.
-Sick House-
"Ginny..." Ginny was woken from her sleep by a weak voice calling her. One of her patents. She stood up and streched, what was she doing sleeping on the floor? Then she looked at Draco and remembered. She hurried down the stairs and to the room the voice had called from.
"How are you feeling Mr. Kings?" Ginny asked the patient.
"Not well-" he croaked.
"Sh, don't speak. It will only hurt more." Ginny went over to a shelf and got a poition, "Drink this, it'll make your throat better."
Mr. Kings eagarly drank the potion, making a face at it's taste, but in a few minutes he smiled, "That you," his voice was smoother now.
"Are you thirsty or hungry?"
"No thank you love, I'm much better..." Mr. Kings sighed and trailed back off to sleep.
Ginny smiled, the poor old man. He had not fought in the battle, but he worked a shop for repairing broken wands. He had fallen ill, a very bad sore throat and Ginny suspected was streap. That was why he got a room to himself and Ginny always tried not to breathe too often when she attended to him. She hurried away and checked on her other patients. Then she went to the couch and slept.
The Golden Trio-Harry
Harry was up pacing that night in his room at the Grimuald Place. He couldn't get that angry look that Ginny had out of his mind! Maybe sending her to a sick house wasn't the best idea he could've come up with...
Flashback
"I'm not going back either." Ginny said stubbornly.
"Ginny, you have to, you'll be safe there." Harry pleaded.
"No where is safe anymore Harry! Don't you get that? I want to be with you. And Hermione and my brothers. I want to fight!"
"I can't let you do that, I don't want you to get hurt! You can not stay with me, I am a magnet for danger now, you have to stay away!"
"I'm still not going back to Hogwarts."
Harry let out an angry sigh, "You have to go somewhere! Somewhere you'll be safe!"
"YOU ARE NOT GOING TO PUSH ME OFF TO SOME REMOTE CORNER OF THE WORLD AND EXPECT ME TO DO NOTHING WHILE A WAR IS RAGING EVERYWHERE ELSE! I AM GOING TO FIGHT AND YOU ARE GOING TO DEAL WITH IT!" Ginny screamed and ran out of the room.
Harry put his head in his hands and Fred and George came in.
"Hello mate."
"She's not taking as well as you expected."
Harry looked at the two twins, "No, why can't she undestand it's for her own good?"
"She does." Fred said.
"She just doesn't care." George added.
"Well she's got to!"
George hesitated for a minute, "Hermione had an idea, if she woudn't go willingly."
"What?" Harry asked, a bit too quickly.
"Send her to Ireland."
"Where the war's the lightest."
"She can be useful."
"Set up a sick house."
Harry looked at the two suspiciously, "You think she's going to take to that better?"
"Only if she has no other choice."
"If we bind her wand."
"Bind her wand? Like how?"
"Like make it so she can only do healing spells and defensive spells?"
Harry thought for a minute, then he smiled, "You guys are geniuses!"
"We know," They said, simultaneously.
-two days later-
"C'mon Ginny, time to go." Hermione pushed her gently so she was in the middle of a circle containing Ron, Fred, George, Harry, and herself.
"I don't want to go." Ginny complained quietly. She had screamed for the past two days at them, when she found out they bound her wand and were planning on sending her to Ireland. Now she was loosing her voice.
"Well you have to." Harry said firmly.
"Bastard." she said under her breath, no one heard.
There were a few loud 'pop's and they were all standing in the middle of a medium-sized room. It was well furnished with couches and lamps and carpet.The entire house was pretty nice.
"This is going to be the sick house?" Ginny asked.
"Yes," Ron said, "and you're going to care for people who come in from battles or get sick with diseas and such."
"And I have no say in this!" Ginny tried to scream, but hardly any noise came out at all.
"No, you don't!" Ron said, his voice rose above the noise that Ginny's had made even though he hadn't been trying to scream.
Ginny sighed angrily, "When my wand is fixed, I will curse you guys."
"Then maybe we shouldn't fix it." Fred joked.
"Yeah, I'm sure mum'd be estatic knowing that you won't be able to hurt yourself with a bad spell." George added.
"Not funny." Ginny informed the two.
"Listen Gin, we'll be back soon, we've got to go now." Harry said quickly.
"You might as well never come back at all!" Ginny looked to Hermione, who had usually sided with her when the boys were unfair, but Hermione turned her head away. She agreed with them!
Ginny ran upstairs to find her bedroom, several loud 'pop's sounded as the group disapperated. Ginny slammed her door closed and cried, long and hard.
End Flashback
Harry grimanced, definately not the smartest idea ever. Now she was endangering her life taking care of someone deathly sick...and they were staying in her room! Whatever she did, where ever she was, and who ever she was with, it seemed like her life was in danger! But there was nothing he could do now.
"Harry?" Hermione came into the room.
"'Ello." He said, rubbing his eyes sleepily.
"Can't sleep?"
Harry shook his head.
"Me neither." Hermione thought for a minute, "I want to ask you something...but please, don't be mad."
Harry looked at Hermione suspiciously, "Why would I get mad?"
Hermione shook her head, "I don't know...just promise me you won't flip?"
"I promise."
Hermione took a deep breath, "Do you really love Ginny?"
Harry was astonished, "Of course I do! I wouldn't have sent her to Ireland if I didn't! What makes you say such a thing?"
Hermione crindged, "You promised not to get mad."
"The hell with promises."
Hermione looked at Harry accusingly.
"Sorry...I'm just frustrated. I don't know what to do! She's so...old. I know she's a year younger than me," Harry said, seeing Hermione's expression, "but her eyes have that far-away look in them. And she always seems so tired. And she's becoming more like a mom than an eighteen-year-old girl. She's not as beautiful as she used to be."
"I thought you said you loved her."
"I DO! It's just that it seems like..."
"Like she's changing."
Harry looked at Hermione, astonished, "Yeah."
"Everyone changes Harry. Look at me."
"You?"
"Were your eyes open the first few years you knew me? Bushy hair, short, not very athletic, book worm...and now look at me. Taller, slender, my hair's not wild, stronger, I still love to read...and I'm engaged."
Harry was startled, "You're engaged?"
Hermione blushed, "Yes...Ronald proposed last night...usually we'd wait longer, but seeing as we don't know how much time we have left to be together...Why are you looking at me like that?"
Harry was now trying very hard not to laugh, "You and Ron...you hated each other."
"Well how long ago was that? Years ago, Harry, ancient history!"
"Still-it's kind of funny."
Hermione glared at him for a moment, but then smiled, laughing a bit herself. "Yes, I suppose it is a bit funny..." Hermione became serious again, "Still, think about what I told you. Ask yourself if you really love her. Wait," Hermione said as he opened his mouth to speak, "just do it. You have to be completely honest with yourself."
Harry sighed, "'Night Hermione."
"Good night Harry."
Ginny's Brothers
"You guys are being completely unfair!" Ron protested.
Ron, Fred, George, Bill, and Charlie were sitting in Ron's room talking.
"Ron, do we really want our younger sister fighting the battle, next to the Chosen One? It'd be suicide for her. He'd target her right away!" Bill said.
"No, Ginny can fight. She's strong enough. Maybe a bit out of practice...but she'd catch up really quick. Look at Hermione, she's doing great."
Fred and George sniggered, "Every sentance he says has to contain Hermione's name in it, doens't it?"
Ron's ears turned beet red, "She's one of my best friends,"
"Fred, George, stay focused! Back to Ginny!" Charlie snapped, Ron looked releived.
"Ron, she's doing fine." Fred said.
"Yeah," George added, "She was rushing us out. She wanted to get back to work with out us there to bug her."
"What's with this sudden change of heart?" Bill asked.
"Nothing-"
"Hermione's been talking to him!" Fred said, mockingly.
"Yeah, so what? She brings up a good point." Ron's ears turned pink again.
"You blush every time you hear her name...Hermione, Hermione, HERMIONE!" George cackled.
Ron turned even redder, "Focus!" Chalie snapped.
"Ronald I-oh, hello." Hermione had just entered the room.
"'Ello 'Mione." Ron said, his ears turning redder.
"What're you doing here?" Bill asked Hermione, "I'd think you'd be in bed."
Hermione blushed, "Well that's where I was going..."
Fred and George cracked up and Ron blushed more.
"Ronald...didn't you tell them?" Hermione asked accusingly.
"Well-you see-just last night...Ginny came up..."'
Hermione sighed, "Can't tell you best mate, can't tell your brothers! Am I going to have to tell your parents for you too? Ronald and I are getting married."
Fred and George cracked up, "Serious 'Mione, don't joke about that!"
"She's not joking," Bill said, hitting them both on the head, "When a woman speaks like that, they're not joking."
"Vou vould know, now, vouldn't vou Bill?" George immitated Fleur's voice.
"Listen," Charlie said, "we can discuss Ginny later, we'd all better go."
Bill and Charlie immediatly disappareted and George and Fred followed suit, laughing madly as they did so. When they were all gone, Hermione smiled and kissed Ron, "Good night."
A/N: Okay, I know, not much of Draco and Ginny in this chapter, but a lot of explaining. If I'm missing any information or anything doesn't make sense, if you could kindly point it out to me? Sometimes I think I've got everything, but then I'll realize I forgot something. But please, don't kill me if I forgot something-everyone makes mistakes. And mean reveiw really suck all my enthusiasm for the story out of me. I know, I'm too sensitive, but I really hate it when people come down on me really hard. Thanks again for everyone who's been reveiwing and I would appreciate it if you would continue to do so! Thanks!