October 31st, 1993
Ginny and Luna decided to sit together during breakfast at the Ravenclaw table, and Ginny was a bit annoyed she'd not noticed how mean Luna's housemates were to her until now. Luna came downstairs with no shoes on, and as she sat down, she heard some of them laughing at her as they passed.
"Luna, why don't you say something to Professor Flitwick? Or better yet, tell me who is bothering you so I can hex them." Ginny hissed while aggressively spearing her fork into her sausage. Luna smiled and pat her sausage killing hand.
"Its okay, really. They always turn up eventually. No harm done." She said simply and turned back to her bowl of berries.
Ginny was seething as some girls passed behind them and "accidentally" tripped into Luna's back.
"Oy!" Ginny shouted, jumping to her feet, "Watch where you're walking you daft bints! She could have been hurt!"
"It was just an accident. Geez Ginny, get a grip." one of the girls said in her best impression of sincerity. They hurried off, however, at the look of venom in the She-Weasleys face. Luna tugged on the hem of Ginnys shirt, and she plopped down again, in a quite undignified manner.
"Ruddy tart, she is." Ginny grumbled and Luna giggled before popping some berries into her mouth.
"You're cute." Luna said cheerfully. Ginny stiffened and sat bolt upright.
"What?!" Ginny gasped, staring at her friend. Luna smiled at her and pat her on the head.
"You're really cute when you get riled up. It's sweet when you defend me. No one else does. Thank you, Ginevra." Luna finished, and happily continued popping berries.
Ginny slouched a bit, slightly embarrassed by her friends words.
"Well, you know... you're my best friend, and all..." She mumbled, and began stabbing her unsuspecting sausages again, which earned her another pat on the head from Luna.
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The day continued on in much the usual way; classes, meals, study hour, and bed. It was the dead of night that ended up being the most exciting, as far as circumstances go.
Ron had woken the entire Gryffindor house with his screaming, only to find out that he was confronted by none other than Sirius Black at his bedside, wielding a rather intimidating knife. To say everyone was rattled would be a severe understatement. Poor Neville was careless with his passwords and barred Hogsmeade visits the rest of the year.
Ginny stayed up late that night in the dormitory. Hermione snuck into her bed and they talked about the nights events as quietly as they could. It was scary, and Hermione was worried Harry might want to try and find him, now that everyone knew how close he was to Hogwarts. Harry wasn't keen on seeking out someone wanting to assassinate him, but he was also never the type to sit back and let others handle his problems. Ginny agreed and they decided they would try and keep an eye on him.
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"Hey, Hermione. How's Harry been? Since Sirius Black, I mean." Ginny sat beside the brilliant witch while she was studying in the library. She and Hermione were beginning to develop a very close friendship, and she was pretty grateful for it. It was nice having another female friend to confide in.
Hermione straightened her back and stretched her arms above her head. She looked worn down and tired today.
"He's... He's being Harry. You know how he gets. He feels like he has to do something, but doesn't know what. He's got revenge on his mind." She sighed and Ginny pursed her lips and nodded. That wasn't a good sign.
"I just hope he doesn't close himself off. He needs his friends... he's dealing with so much already, and now this... it's just so frightening."Ginny whispered and Hermione grasped her hand and gave it a quick squeeze.
"We just have to make sure and tell him often that he is not alone in this. Maybe one day he will listen." she replied and with a final nod, got up to head out of the library and down to her next class for the day. Ginny sat in silence for a moment longer before hurrying off to meet Luna for Herbology.
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As much as Ginny wanted to focus her attention on Harry, she kept struggling over some troubling thoughts about her best friend. They were becoming increasingly more distracted as the end of the year approached. Their professors seemed to find joy in springing various pop quizzes of them and piling on the homework. She was looking forward to their last Hogsmeade weekend, but when Luna asked if she'd stay at the castle with her, she didn't hesitate. Luna's shoes were all missing at this point, and she wanted to find them before end of term. As furious as this made Ginny feel, she set those feelings aside to help her friend.
"Luna, why don't you tell your father? Or at least Flitwick? This is ridiculous!" Ginny exclaimed as they descended down from the Ravenclaw common room. Ginny had met her there so they could scale each corridor until reaching the main staircase.
"Its really just a bit of fun, I think. No harm done." the blonde girl replied. Ginny stared incredulously.
"Right yes, no harm, except your feet are probably always freezing and chafed, and you miss out on things like Hogsmeade weekend..." she grumbled, and upon thinking on what she said, she pulled out her wand pointing to Luna's feet and muttered quick warming and cushioning charms.
Luna stopped and looked down to her feet, wiggling her toes. She smiled and hummed her thanks to Ginny as they continued on, popping into empty classrooms every now and then to see if the shoes were inside.
Ginny kept stealing glances at her friend, wondering how she could possibly maintain such a blissfully sweet smile all the time. She shook herself, trying to focus ahead of them and not on the way her long, blonde, not quite curly, but slightly more than wavy hair fell upon her shoulders and back. She tried hard not to notice the slight bounce, and slight sway in every step she took. She tried very hard not to notice...
But still noticed, anyway.
End Chapter 5.
A/N sorry, i know its been a bit. holidays are nuts! hope youre having a good day, and if i dont see you before than, HAPPY NEW YEAR. May 2019 bring you many happy memories and great oppurtunities.