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Everyone was down at the breakfast table, except Harry, he currently had boils covering his whole body. Ginny had been very mad. He hadn't been able to come out of his room at all the day before for fear of someone seeing him, and they were almost gone now, except for a few on his legs, so he had decided to put on some long pants and make his way down to the breakfast table, even if he was going to be late.
When Harry got to the kitchen where everyone was chowing down on his favorite, homemade pancakes. No one said anything to him as he sat down on the same brown, mahogany wood chair that he sat on everyday. He took a golden brown pancake and smothered on rich Maple Syrup
Harry had finished his first pancake and was starting on his second when someone finally said something," So you and Ginny finally had your first big fight?" Fred asked bluntly. Fred didn't mean anything bad by it, but he couldn't have said anything worse or more awkward for Harry.
"FRED!" Molly snapped, seeing Harry's discomfort, "That is NONE of your business.
"What happened?" George asked, "Everyone could here you two, well, rather her, yelling atyouYou must have done something really stupid…"
"Didn't I just tell you to drop the subject?" Molly asked, dropping her fork abruptly.
"No, my loving mother," George told her, "You told Fred to stop, me on the other hand, you said nothing to."
"Well, both of you, not another word to Harry about Ginny!" Molly rubbed her head, indicating she was in a bad mood.
"Yeah, George," Fred smiled, "How dare you ask Ginny about Ginny after mum told me not to!" he smiled and turned to Ginny, "So, Ginny, what happened with you and Harry yesterday?"
"FRED!" Molly stood up," LET ME REPHRASE WHAT I JUST SAID! DO NOT ASK TO HARRY OR GINNY ABOT THEIR PERSONAL ROPBLEMS!"
Everyone was silent for a minute after Molly's outburst.
"So, Ron, what do you think happened between Harry and our sister last night?" George asked, everyone but Molly and Ginny were trying their hardest not to laugh.
"FRED AND GEORGE WEASLEY GET IN YOUR ROOM THIS MINUTE AND DON'T COME OUT UNTIL I AM DEAD!"
Ron and Harry laughed manically as the twins scrambled out of the room.
Harry stopped laughing as soon as Ginny stood up and looked at Harry," I cannot believe you think they are funny! I CANNOT BEIEVE YOU THINK THIS SITIATION IS FUNNY! YOU ARE A LOWLIFE SELFLES PRAT, HARRY POTTER!" With that, Ginny stomped out of the kitchen.
"Gin, c'mon," Harry followed her, everyone was getting a meal and a movie out of this, "Gin, I'm sorry!" He turned around and gave everyone one, last, pitiful look before running after his pissed girlfriend.
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"I know Hermione……." Ginny whined, Harry had given up apologizing after sitting outside her door for several hours while she sat and whined to Hermione
"No, you don't Ginny," Hermione retorted, "You have such a PERFECT boyfriend, I mean, Ron won't even look twice at me, while Harry give's you all of his attention. He does a lot of things for you and then you get mad when he forgets about your one month anniversary!"
"Hermione," Ginny suddenly burst into tears, "Hermione that's not all."
Hermione ran over to Ginny and wrapped her arms around her, "What? What do you mean that's not all? What happened?"
"Hermione…. I-I-I walked in the door the other day and he was unconscious," Ginny grabbed the tissue that Hermione was offering her, "and when I looked at his arms he was bleeding…..the notes we kept finding on he bed were true, but that's not all…..he was doing some drug, too. Look." She took the box out from under her bed and pulled out the white powder, needles, and blade.
Hermione gasped, she knew that people did stuff like that, but she didn't actually know anyone that did it. "Ginny, I, I don't know what to say…."
"Mione, what do I do?" Ginny sobbed.
"Well, for starters, don't give him anymore…." Hermione looked down at the box, "Which you've already done…Then, uhhh," Hermione looked at her hands for a long time, "I don't know, Ginny, I really don't. But you have to tell someone!"
"NO!" Ginny shot, "He trusts me with this, I CANNOT tell."
"He's going to kill himself, Ginny!"
"I told him if he stops, then I won't tell anyone, but if he does than I'm going to Sirius." Ginny wiped her eyes.
"Well, I am going to do something about it!" Hermione said, matter-of-factly.
"NO your not, Hermione, stop being a prat!"
"I'm sorry, Ginny, I just, this is crazy…..he's your boyfriend, I guess I should stay out…." She didn't look like she meant it.
"It's okay, Mione," Ginny wrapped her arms around her friend, "Let's get some sleep."
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Knock. Knock. Knock.
"Come in."
"Ron," Harry walked into his friend's bedroom, "I need help."
Ron sat up, "With what?"
"Your sister, she's slowly and painfully killing me." Harry sat down on a bright-yellow bean bag.
"Yeah? Why's that?" Ron pulled on a shirt, "Anything to do with the whole scene at the breakfast table this morning?"
"Yeah, that's it…." Harry sighed," What am I sposed to do? The ay after tomorrow is our big one month anniversary, I mean, what the hell do you get someone for a one month anniversary…..I didn't even know there was a one month anniversary……"
Ron laughed, "Its some chick holiday… but you better get her something pretty good, she seemed really pissed earlier…."
"Ron, I have no money…." Harry told his read headed friend.
"You could write her a song…." Ron smiled innocently, "Chicks love sensitive guys."
"But I'm not sensitive…." Harry frowned, "and I am not going as low as to write a song…."
"You could draw her a picture." Ron had to bite his lip not to laugh.
"Yeah, sure, Harry Potter, The-Boy-Who-Drew….sounds great."
"You could try telling her that you have no money…" Ron suggested.
"Ok, then I forgot about our anniversary and didn't get her anything…." Harry gave Ron a mean look, "Make me sound like even more of an asshole…."
"Diamonds? Girls always like diamonds." Ron told the desperate boy.
"Diamonds? Oh, yeah, I'll just rush right out and buy them with all that money I magically acquired in the last ten seconds." Harry turned and walked out of the room.
Ron yelled, "ROSES?" as one last, feeble attempt to help Harry.
Harry paced up and down the hallway before deciding who to go to for advice next.
"Hey, Sirius, you in there?" Harry called through the door.
"Yeah, come on in." Sirius called back.
Harry walked in and plopped down on the bed, he took one look at his god father and immediately burst into laughter. Sirius had on no shirt, duckie boxers, duckie slippers, and was holding a giant, stuffed duck.
"Why-Why-Why," Harry couldn't stop laughing, "Why do you have that on?" he finally managed to spit out.
Sirius laughed with him for a minute and then answered his question, "I have it on because of this," he dumped out a sack filled with shiny galleons.
"Oh gods," Harry's mouth fell open, "Where in the hell did you get all that?"
"Well, I think you should sit down for this one…." Sirius smiled, "Albus informed me the other day that your parents left quite a sum of money for you down at Gringott's….I went down there yesterday and got a little bit of it and bought these," he held up his slippers, "And getta load of this," Sirius squeezed his big, stuffed duckie, which quacked loudly, but Harry didn't laugh.
"You're telling me that my whole life I had enough money to buy a house and I was living on the streets?" Harry was dumbfounded.
"Well, actually, you're not of age, so the money is mine…." Sirius smiled evilly, "I really am sorry though, but to make it up to you tomorrow we'll both go down to Diagon Alley, you can get whatever you want."
"I want diamonds."
"Diamonds?" Sirius asked," I was kind of thinking you'd say broom or something….Really, Harry, guys aren't supposed to wear diamonds…" Sirius's face was grave.
Harry began laughing for the second time since he entered the room, "No, Sirius, not for me…..Ginny, they're for Ginny."
"Oh," Sirius looked relieved, "Oh, thank God. I thought for a minute there, well, never mind. As long as they are for your girlfriend and not your boyfriend….We'll see what we can do…….."
"Thanks, hey, Sirius," Harry laid down on the giant duck.
"Yeah?"
"Can I sleep in here?" Harry asked.
"Sure, my room's open anytime you need it." Sirius turned and looked at Harry, but he was already asleep.
Review Responses:
Gothica122 : Fred the tree? Ok, whatever, I don't even think I wanna know, lol.
Carolquin : Put the twins in here 4 u, obviously you like them, I'll try to put them in more…..i like your idea, too. I don't know yet, though.
Lord Leon Towasoki : Hahahahahaaaaaaaa, that must've been FREEZING! And seventy-two hours? I think I'll pass…….
Pirate luver13 : It was still worth going to see though. And the first time I read this I thought you said YOUR big brother was hot. LMAO! I almost died right there….Thx 4 reviewing!
Lord Leon Towasoki : Yeah, everything I do is a little different……
HarryandGinnyRonandHermione : Yeah, your right, it seems like he would be more bad considering his life, but J.K. does what she wants. Plus, bad boys are hot!
Vixen519 : No….I can't tell who you like, lemme take a wild guess….the twins?
Pottervspendragon : Thank you, keep reviewing!
Evinrude : I don't know if there will be any Hagrid, maybe they'll see him at Diagon Alley tommorow…..yeah……….. : - )
Lady BlueWolf : Yeah, well, I am outside of your window…
CALIbasketball1 : Yeah, in the 1st few chapters it says Harry is about 14 which would make Ginny 13ish… Yeah, Pink is WAY better.
QUESTION OF THE DAY!
Who is your fav Reviewer out of all of you guys? (YOU CAN'T PICK YOURSELF :cough: Tori :cough:)
----Whit