So? When are you guys getting back together?

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Disclaimer – See Chapter One (Red Lightning).

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Author's Babble – Hello. I will like to thank Queenie, BattleWiz88, KatesMaster, jennvellcs and hrypotrox72 for reviewing! I was kinda disappointed that only 5 people reviewed the last chapter and I had over 300 hits. And I decided not to create that forum (if you don't know what I'm talking about read my babble in the last chapter) since only 1 person seems interested. But whatever.

This chapter will be short since it's the 2nd part to 'She Will Be Loved,' and school is reopening next week. Sob. Back to those annoying ass teachers who take pleasure in my pain. lol.

No flames. Constructive Criticism would be greatly appreciated, and please review and tell me how I can improve my writing and if I could continue this story.

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Chapter 4.

This is the Real Me. Like it or not.

'I guess I was wrong about them, huh?'

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"You know, eef you stay out 'ere you can catc' an 'orrible cold?" said someone standing at the bottom of the apple tree that Ginny was currently inhibiting. "And keeping your emotionez bottled up lyke zat eez a terrible zing. No-zing is wrong with cryeeng,"

Ginny looking down, and through the branches and leaves, she could make out the silvery blond head of Gabi.

"What are you doing here?" Ginny asked coldly.

"I know you know," Gabi said.

"What do you know, that I know, which is something that I don't know that you know?" Ginny asked curiously.

Gabi looked up into the tree, with an angry and slightly confused look on her face. She shook her head…the moonlight seemed to make her hair glow brighter than normal.

"About your 'istory wit 'Arry…'ow he broke up wit you for your own protection. It was all an act. Me lykin' 'Arry I mean. Sure, I lyke 'im but not lyke 'ow you tink. I acted lyke that (lyke a typical ditzy blond, I mean.) Becuz I 'oped it may 'elp you to finally let out your emotionz." Gabi explained.

"Well. It worked," Ginny replied dryly.

Gabi laughed. Her laughter distantly reminded her of the ringing of bells.

"I noticed…but Geeny. Keeping emotionez bottled up lyke that eez bad for your 'ealth. Keep them in for too long and zey begin to eat you from eenside. And personally I tink you're actin' veree selfish," Gabi said, absentmindedly rubbed her nose.

"EXCUSE ME!" Ginny screamed.

"Don't worry. You're excused," Gabi said in a very sarcastic tone of voice, " 'ow do you tink 'Arry is feelin now? From what I 'ear, if it was not for old Voldee, 'Arry would not 'ave broken up wit you. I'm sure that 'Arry is feeling just as bad!"

Ginny was silent for a couple of minutes.

She was acting selfish, Ginny realized. All that time since her arrival to the Burrow, she was only thinking about her feelings…how hurt she was, lonely, miserable…forgetting that Harry may be hurting too.

Yes. She remembered Harry. But she forgot about his feeling and what he may be going thought now. He had a lot on his plate now.

He was turning 17 on the 31st of July. He would be of age and no one would have control of his life anymore. He would be a fully-grown wizard, able to use magic, without having to worry about being expelled from Hogwarts or that Degree of Underage Wizardry or whatever you called it.

''e may go looking for old Voldee now. Along with Snape and Malfoy,'

Ginny thought.

And she couldn't blame him.

"That so called plan. It was pretty stupid, ya know zat?" Ginny said gruffly after a few minutes.

"Oh, zut! (A/N – 'zut' is a French word meaning 'shocks' or 'damn') What did you xpect? I'm only 14!"

"And how would a little squirt like you know all these things about feelings?" Ginny asked, as she jumped down from the tree, standing beside Gabi.

Gabi smiled shyly.

"I'm French, zo eet all comez naturally!"

"You know, Gabrielle, I guess I was wrong about you. I'm sorry…I shouldn't have judged you because of the impression I got from your sister. Truce?" Ginny asked, sticking out her hand on Gabi to shake.

Gabi smiled up at Ginny, "Truce!"

But instead of shaking Ginny's hand, Gabi pulled Ginny into a sisterly hug. Ginny, caught unaware, stiffen slightly at first touch, but after a couple of seconds, she gently returned to hug.

"I'm glad to have you was my new sister, Ginny," Gabi said, breaking the hug.

"Me too,"

Gabi and Ginny began walking back to the Burrow in a comfortable silence, until…

"Gabi?"

"Oui, ma soeur?" (Yes, my sister?)

"Do you remember that time when you came run in the kitchen, with only your bra and some shorts on?"

"Oui,"

"Why?"

"Why what?"

"Why did you come in only your bra?"

"Well, I thought I 'ear someone saying that Harry 'ad arrived, and I was, at the time, workin' on my plan. And…"

"And…what?"

"Well, tink ton frère, Ron, eez kinda cute,"

"WHAT! He's your brother-in-law!"

"But it'z not like if he'z my real frere!

"Gabi!"

"Ginny,"

Gabi and Ginny looked at each other, Gabi smirking slightly caused Ginny the laugh.

'Maybe having Gabi as a sister would not be so bad after all,' Ginny though as she studied her companion, and she smiled widely, "not bad at all,"

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A/N – okay, can I get a least 38 reviews. PLEASE! And the update would be at least twice every month!

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