Kissing In The Rain
(A/N here's another chapter and i hope you enjoy it.)
As if it were an act of God, the rain began to pour down on the Quidditch pitch, soaking the already tired players of the Gryffindor team.
Ginny, the team's seeker in place of Harry, was trying her hardest to spot the snitch.
Her hair was flying in her face, slapping her already red cheeks, and, as she sped off to go circle the pitch, she spotted a gold glint in the misty haze of rain.
She dove for it, as it continued to go lower to the ground, and farther away from her.
She heard shouts coming from her other team members, but she wasn't listening.
All she was thinking of doing at the moment was geting the snitch.
She pulled up from the dive a few feet above the ground, since the snitch had darted to the right as she was about to reach out for it.
She narrowly missed plunging head first into the mud, when she heard more shouts from the team members.
The wind got stronger.
The shouts got louder.
And that made Ginny all the more determined.
She swerved around the pitch, the wind blowing her around and slapping her hair into her face.
The snitch was barely visible through the pouring rain.
Then suddenly, it was gone.
It had been too far from her to see anything, and then it disappeared into the night of the cold, dark Quidditch pitch.
It had been too dark for Ginny to realize , but she was headed straight for the ground.
A bunch of things semmed to happen in slow motion.
Ginny tried to pull up from the ground.
The shouts got louder, but no more distinct than before.
The wind blew Ginny way off course and she headed straight for the ground.
There was nothing she could do.
There was no point in even trying to save herself now.
She prepared for a crash landing.
Oh... this is going to hurt...
Ginny faintly heard shouts from her team members.
But they slowly faded away.
They didn't matter, now that Ginny was going to eat it.
Her broom wouldn't obey her, and the wind wouldn't stop blowing.
Finally, after what seemed like hours of falling, Ginny's broom stuck into the ground, and she fell off it.
She flew about fifty feet from her broom, landed hard in the mud, rolled over a few times from the wind, and had theair knocked out of her.
She was completely covered in mud, and soon, as the shouts became so faint that it seemed as if they weren't there, everything went black.
Alyssa, Rachel, Christina, Chris, and Hectorall sat in the common room in silence.
Everyone had heard about Ginny's Quidditch accident during practice on Monday.
Today was Wednesday.
Everyday, the group had gone to see Ginny in the hospital wing, and just stayed there until Madame Pomfrey made them go back to Gryffindor tower.
Visiting hours started at six, and they were there at five fifty.
At six o' clock, Christina opened the doors and entered, followed by the other four.
Madame Pomfrey was in her office.
The five of them walked over to the bed, and Christina pulled the curtains back to reveal a shock of red hair framing the unconcious face of Ginny Weasley.
They all pulled up their regular chairs, and sat around her bed, watching her in silence.
Alyssa and Christina looked at eachother uneasily and sympathetcly.
Ginny was unmoving for two days already, and they were afraid she would never wake up.
She couldn't eat, and if she couldn't eat, she would starve while unconcious, so Pomfrey would magically put food into her systems and would constantly give her potions to keep her hydrated.
Classes were also an aspect.
Her friends would keep track of her assignments.
They sat.
It was a long, quiet night.
No one spoke, and after and hour almost of sitting, they got up to stretch.
Anoher few minutes went by after they ast down.
Then, as if it were another act of God, Ginny stirred.
She turned her head over and her eyes fluttered open.
The first person she made eye contact with was Rachel.
"Hey she's awake," Rachel said.
They all looked at Ginny and she said:
"Hey you guys. What are you all doing here? Where am I?"
"This is the hospital wing, Ginny. Do you remember what happened during practice?" asked Alyssa.
"Ugh, practice... my broom went completely out of control."
"Wull yah, we kinda guessed that, but do you remember any specifics?" she asked again.
There was a pause.
"I was trying to get the snitch. I heard shouts. Then there was this big gust of wind and my broom threw me off and then I remember being covered with mud before blacking out."
There was another silence.
"How long have I been unconcious?" Ginny asked them.
All five of the chair occupants looked at eachother.
"Well? It can't be more than a few hours." she said.
Finally, Knitter said:
"It's been two days."
Ginny went silent, her face went blank, and the color drained from it.
"W-what? T-two days?" she studdered.
"Yeah, Ginny. We came to see you as often as we could, waiting for you to wake up." he finished.
"Well, do you know what's wrong? Like, do you know why I stayed unconcious for so long?" she questioned.
"Well Pomfrey didn't tell us anything. She wasn't sure of why you weren't waking up, so she didn't want to give us false hope of knowing what happened to you." Hector said.
"And when you didn't wake up after the first night we started to think negatively about what would happen to you, which was all the more reason for her not to tell us." Alyssa said.
"So keeping it from us was probably the best thing to do." Rachel finished.
Knitter nodded at her.
"Well, I don't care what's going on at this point, I'm getting out of here right now." she said.
"You most cirtainly are not!" said a new voice behind them.
They all lokoed behind them to see Madame Pomfrey rushing over to her bed carrying a foul smelling potion in a vial.
"Here, drink this. Then after a few hours, we'll see if you're even getting out of bed to take a shower."
Ginny groaned, annoyed at the medi-witch.
She drained the vial.
For a moment, everyone was silent.
Then Ginny went purple and her eyes bulged out.
She leaned over the side of the bed, and took a vomit.
The five on-lookers groaned.
Ginny hung her head there and decided that she didn't want to get up for a really long time.
"How're you feeling?"
It was Alyssa.
Ginny opened one eye and looked at her.
"I've been better."
"You can say that again. You gave us a real scare when you passed out after vomiting all over the floor."
They shared a grin.
"Where's everyone else?"
"Who? Knitter, Christina, Hector, and Rachel? Asleep in the dorm. Except Knitter- his in his own dorm... I hope."
They laughed.
"So how come you aren't?" Ginny asked.
"I'd rather be here, waiting for your sleepy arse to wake up. And besides," she added, "I wasn't tired."
"Oh."
They were quiet.
"So... how much homework have I missed? Heaven forbid Professor Binns notice I lose a few days of class... ha ha."
"Meh, not that much. Snape set us a reeeeeeaaaaaaaally long essay on the uses of Fleshweed and how it compares and contrasts with the Vespa root."
Ginny groaned.
Why her?
The two girls talked for a while before Alyssa declared that she would get in trouble for being out of bed at two in the morning.
They bid eachother goodnight and Alyssa started off for the common room.
Ginny was glad that she had so many friends who cared.
She would have gone back to sleep just then if she didn't have another vomiting attack.
Today was Friday.
News that Ginny was out of the hospital traveled quickly.
People were coming up to her and asking her what happened at practice and if she would be able to play at the game against Slytherin.
Even Professor McGonagall asked her if she was alright.
The only thing more improtant that winning the House Cup was winning the Quidditch Cup.
Ginny sighed.
She had finished her Fleshweed and Vespa Root essay the day before, but still got points taken off her paper bacuse of and ink blot her quill left on the parchment when she accidently droped it.
Ginny headed out to the pitch, were mud puddles still lingered and a light drizzle began to evaporate.
She only came out to walk around a little, but then she spotted a figure on the pitch, jogging.
She came closer.
It turned out to be Hector.
He spotted her and jogged over to her.
"Hey," he said, "whats up?"
"Nothing much. I didn't know you were out here. What are you doing?"
"Baking a cake. No, I was just going for a run. Been trying to get in shape for the match next week."
"You? You're already like, the most fit person in the school."
"Ha ha ha. So, Miss Seeker, you think you can beat Slytherin, do you?"
"Maybe, Mr. Chaser, we'll find out later, won't we?"
"I guess. So what are you doing out here? Aren't you supposed to be getting 'bedrest' according to Pomfrey?"
"According to Pomfrey, yes. But Pomfrey also believes Quidditch is too dangerous and should be banned."
"Good point."
"I was actually just checking on the whether conditions. A little muddy, but it'll clear up by next week."
"You're right. Hey, screw bedrest. Race me to the other end of the pitch?"
Suddenly, another voice behind them yelled, "Readysetgo!" and all they saw was a flash of black before they realised it was Christina.
"Hey, you're cheating!" Hector yelled after her as Ginny dropped her stuff and they both started booking it after The Girl In Black.
Hector and Ginny quickly caght up with Christina, and Hector pounced on her from behind, making them both land in the mud.
Then Ginny tripped over them and landed face first in the mud.
They all started laughing and Ginny threw mud at Hector's head.
It hit him with "Ow!" and an outraged Christina threw mud at her, knoching her back.
Then Hector and Ginny together threw mud at Christina as she screamed and tried to get away but slipped.
The mud fight continued until they were all laughed out and covered in mud.
They lay there, looking up at the sky.
"So where did you come from Christina?" asked Ginny.
"I saw you head out here and then I saw Hector running the pitch. So I came out here and I heard the word race and took off."
They laughed.
Hector got on his elbow and leaned over Christina.
Ginny looked away, up at the sky, because she knew what was coming.
And not a second after she looked, she heard kissy noises.
She smiled to herself about how cute they were.
They were so compatable, it made you want them to get married right then.
Ginny smiled as another light drizzle began to hit her face.
A light drizzle turned into asprinkle and then eventually they heard thunder and got up to head inside.
It started to pour rain when they got out of the pitch and it started to get the mud off.
"Have you ever kissed anyone in the rain?" Christina asked Hector before he swooped her up and began to do just that.
Ginny laughed and heard him say, "I have now."
In the castle, they dripped water and mud everywhere and all the way across the Entrance Hall toward the Slytherin common rooms.
Hector and Christina "said goodbye" and the girls walked toward the stairs.
Knitter and Alyssa met them half way up the staircase and said, "Look what I can do!" before doing a front flip on thelanding and falling hard on his back.
Christina and Ginny started laughing at him and then they all walked back up to the common room.
"That was random."
"Whoa, hey, what did I miss? Two girls covered in mud... Where was I?"
"Ew."
When they got into the common room, Alyssa came running down the stairs with Rachel.
"Oh my gosh you guys! Guess what?" she said when she saw them.
"What?" the three said back.
"Okay, don't thank me yet... but I just got us tickets to see The Weird Sisters live this weekend!" Alyssa said before showing them six tickets to TWS.
There was a long pause as the three of them let the news sink in.
Then they screamed.
"Shut up!"
"No way!"
"How did you do it?"
"I have my ways..." Alyssa said, whipping out her spell phone and and showing it (A/N think- wireless camera phone with all the attatchments... music, internet, chat, and all the goods).
The others whipped theirs out also and at the same time they all started to play their favourite song.
"But how will we get there?" asked Christina.
"Well theres where I still need to work out a few things... See, it's a magical event, but its happening in Muggle London, where there will be muggles in the same parking lot. So we have to drive there, but I need to go home to get my car, which means that we have to first go to my house then drive back to London to see the show. THEN we get back here before dark on Sunday so we don't get caught-"
"Whoa whoa whoa... did you say before we're caught? I thought we were going to get permission?" Rachel said.
"Who cares? We're going to see The Weird Sisters!" Christina cut in, "I'm going to start packing."
She began to run up the stairs, and Ginny rushed up after her and said, "Maybe you should take a shower first. You're covered in mud."
"Right."
Ginny had just gotten out of the shower and finished getting dressed (towel on her head and all) when she started thinking.
What could they do now to get back at the Slytherins.
It had already been discussed that Hector was their spy, and he would tell the wolves the information they needed.
That was how, in the last week, they had been getting them with random things such as: sabotaging Leah'smakeup bag in cruel and unusual ways, and making Cmaeron break out in dance every now and then.
But to Ginny, these were all amateur acts.
They needed something more, something to get back at them with that they'll never forget.
Ginny was sure Leah would never forget being Leon for a few weeks.
Just recently, however, the charm wore off and she turned back into a straight girl.
The same with the others.
Butthey turned back into themselves, not straight girls.
Maybe they could come up with something after the concert.
A knock on the bathroom door.
"Ginny?" It was Alyssa.
"Yeah. Did you tell Hector the plan?"
"Everything's set. We leave tonight."
"Excellent."
(A/N i absolutely loved writing this one. basically a filler, as most of my longer chapters are, but i have an awesome idea for the next chapter. It's gunna be called Amber Alert. you'll see why. ttyl and please review!)