Chapter Nine
Huh?
Ly turned to face her girlfriend.
Ginny was studying the picture with a facination that led Ly to believe a bit of a chrush involved. But why was she doing that to Harry? Harry was nothing special. He was a Muggle.
"What are you talking about?" Ly asked.
Ginny shook her hair from her eyes and looked at Ly dead on. "This is Harry Potter. How do you know him?"
"No it's not! That's my childhood friend."
"No. It's Harry." GInny said slowly as though to a young child. "See the scar?"
Ly picked up the picture and looked closely. Sure enough there was the lightning shaped scar. How had she missed that?
Hell. She knew Harry Potter. She had played with him.
Harry was a wizard. She almost laughed. For three years she'd been hiding it from him. Now he was the same as her. It was a relief. Now they could talk. There were no more secrets between them.
A car pulled up and her father stepped out. Ginny stared. "You didn't tell me he was going to be here!" She hissed to Ly.
Ly frowned. "Who?"
"Professor Snape!"
Ly was still in the woods until she remembered that her dad taught at Ginny's school. She laughed. "Gin, that's my dad!"
Ginny's eyes bugged out. She was spared a response as Fred and George drove up in the new car. She raised an eyebrow at them and they grinned. She nodded to her Professor and the twins ducked low in their seats, trying to hide.
"Miss Weasley. I expect to see you in class in the fall."
She smiled prettily. "Of course, Professor."
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Ly waited two days before telling Harry. She managed to get him on his own.
They went for a walk. Harry's bike was too small again and Ly didn't want to seem like flaunting by riding the new bike her dad had gotten her.
"So are you going to the Quidditch World Cup?" She asked casually.
He stopped and stared at her. She smiled.
"Are you a..."
"Witch? Yeah. I go to Beauxbatons."
"Why didn't you say anything?"
"Why didn't you?"
"You would have thought I was mad."
"Same here. Though I should have guessed."
He grinned ruefully. "The scar?"
"Yeah. Though Dad never really talks about the rest of the wizarding world."
"Why not?"
"No idea. He's always been a bit of a recluse though."
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Ginny was unpacking. She left most of her robes in her case, seeing no reason to take them out. She threw her dirty clothes into the hamper by her bed. Fred poked his head around the corner as Ginny put up a picture of her and Ly. George and Fred had managed to weasel out the fact that Ginny and Ly were dating and had announced it to the whole family upon their arrival home. Fred had been volunteered to see if Ginny was still upset.
"Hey! When'd you get Harry to dress in drag?" Fred demanded, all trepidation lost at the sight of the picture.
Ginny turned to him with a slight frown. "What are you talking about?"
He pointed to the picture. "Isn't that Harry?"
GInny glanced at it. There was an uncanny resemblence between her girlfriend and the Boy Who Lived.
(A/N; Ok, hopefully no one will kill me. I don't think it's that much of a cliff. The next chapter will feature a very OoC Draco.