They are all psychos!!!
The lot of them!!!
I have been bashed, prodded and poked, hexed, jinxed and whacked umpteen times. And that's just in the pst
Is this a new tradition or something? Cause if it is Me no likey!!!!
OUCH!!!!!
Book to the head!!! Not fair!! NOT FAIR!!!!
I look up at Becks and she grimaces.
Harry comes strolling in and stops near me.
'What's going on?'
'The psycho patrol are on the loose again and they are out to get Ginny.' Becks states simply as I rub my head irritably. (A/N: Thanks to HarryandGinnyeternalfor that nickname! You rock!)
It really hurts!!!
'Oh well... We have practice tomorrow morning before breakfast alright?'
'Before breakfast?? Har-rrry!!!! You're killing me!! Why not tonight? And I'll just be glad if I don't end up with your hair again.'
Before breakfast!! That's torture!!! NO ONE can be expected to function at such an early hour with NO food!!!
'I have a meeting tonight so I can't. Sorry.'
'Grrrrrrr... Well don't expect me to apologize if you get hit with the quaffle tomorrow.'
'Glad to know you love me.'
'You keep telling yourself that buddy. Anyways we need to DO something!!!'
'About what?'
'Ron and Hermione of course!!'
'What do we do then?'
Well that is a very good question. What can we do?
Becks gets up and paces.
'Right! Look me and Gin have essays to finish for ye olde Batman. We'll get those done whilst you are at your meeting. When you get back we grab Colin and the notebook and we brainstorm. How's that for a plan?'
I nod. Frowning at the fact I have yet another essay to do. I'm in the midst of the transfig. One which is driving me up the walls.
Grrrrrr...
Harry wanders off as I glare at the page. It's going to be a tedious night.
As a hex hits my head, fate agrees.
'What do I look like now?'
'It's okay it's one of the twins' hexes. I can reverse it easily.' Becks says before swirling her wand at my face.
I told you didn't I?
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Well I finally managed to get McGonagall's essay finished. Took me TWO HOURS!!!
I'm only a fifth of the way through Snapes.
I hate been a fifth year.
Well actually I think I did pretty well time wise given the numerous hexes, insults and objects hurled at me.
Damn Harry anyway.
But I'm now working on Snapes Unforgiveable Curses essay. At least 5 rolls of parchment...
He's a bloody bastard!!!!
He really is going to hate my newly finished paragraph.
Harry Potter is the only known wizard ever to have survived the Killing Curse. The reasons are unknown as to why the Curse rebounded, causing the Dark Lord, Voldemort into hiding for fourteen years, when he successfully managed to kill both Harry's parents Lily and James Potter on Halloween of that year.
So on so forth...
I am so totally getting a low grade on this but I don't care.
I hum over what I should write for the other two curses. I just managed to finish two for the Avada Kedarva curse.
'Hey!' Ah!
I jump at the sound of Harry's voice I was concentrating on the essay so much. I knock over the bottle of ink and watch horrified as the ink rapidly reaches both my essays.
'NO!' Harry quickly levitates the parchment.
'THANK YOU!!! You have NO idea how long I have been working on these.'
Becks groans and rubs her wrist.
'My hand is so sore!!!!'
Colin takes it and rubs it. They are so cute together that it is almost sickening.
But then again they are some of my best friends so I can't possibly have anything against it.
Harry plonks himself down beside me handing me the essays.
'Don't you have essays to be doing?' Becks asks him wonderingly.
'S'pose. But I really don't want to-'
'Harry!! You have two essays to finish. Hurry up!' Hermione stands behind us hands on her hips. Ron is sitting by the fire writing his own essay I guess.
'I know you want to talk to Ginny. But honestly Harry.' Harry gets up with a drawn out sigh and shrugs. I mouth 'later' at him. He grins and I feel my cheeks heat up.
Stupid, stupid genetics!!!!!
Won't give me a blooming break.
I catch Ron staring at me and I put my head down working on the essay again.
Blushing even harder than before.
Curse this pale skin!!
I curse thee!!!!
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An odd noise reaches my ears.
I frown and concentrate and realise that it is hissing.
I open my eyes and see I'm in the Chamber again.
I see myself on the ground. I see the teenage Riddle standing above me, smiling down at me.
But it is not a sincere smile. It's a smirk. Which represents the evil he is.
I look closely at the younger me. I look so fragile.
So vulnerable. The girl who took everything her brothers said and did to heart.
So weak. The girl who confided in a book that was clearly evil.
I hear a distant rumbling. The ground shakes. My head lolls to one side on the ground below.
I see a black snake tattooed on my neck.
It is moving up my neck growing longer, showing the strength that Riddle has- had over me.
My arms and legs are covered in the snake's body.
Suddenly the younger Harry stumbles into the Chamber. Riddle retreats into the darkness, a slash of sliver shines as he steps back.
I try yelling to alert Harry. But it's useless. He can't hear me.
Harry calls to my younger self trying to wake me.
Begging me to be alive. He turns but it is too late.
Riddle has already charged forth from the shadows and plunged the knife into Harry's chest.
Suddenly the figures change.
It isn't twelve year old Harry spilling blood onto the stone floor of the chamber.
It's the sixteen year old Harry.
It isn't the human Tom Riddle. It's the monster he became.
It isn't weak foolish eleven year old Ginny Weasley either.
It's me.
But the dagger is in my hand. My eyes are as red as Voldemorts.
My mouth moves but that strangled hissing is all I can hear.
Suddenly the scene changes.
It's a funeral. But it's also a trial.
I'm sitting in the centre. I'm eleven again.
But everyone else is the age they are right now. Hermione is crying on Ron's shoulder.
Ron is holding her with one arm and is pointing his wand at me with the other.
So is the rest of the family. I can't make out what they are saying.
But I get the gist when I see the casket.
And Harry inside it.
I finally make out two voices in unison
'You caused his death!!! He loved you and you killed him!!!!'
'I didn't!!! He made me!!! RIDDLE MADE ME!!!PLEASE BELIEVE ME!!!!!' I beg crying my eyes out.
'You are a foolish girl Ginevra Weasley. It is time for you to die.' This voice much higher and crueller then the last.
He step forward and instead of pointing the wand at the me sitting in the chair, he turns and points it up at me.
'Avada Kedavra!!' He screams and then everything is gone.
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'Ginny! Ginny!! Wake up!!! Get Ron would you? GINNY!' I jump awake and find myself on the floor.
Becks, Colin and Hermione are all looking down at me.
I hear pounding up the stairs.
I blink, shake my head and sit up.
'Wha- what happened?'
'You fell asleep when doing Snapes essay and then you started murmuring then screaming. Luckily for you nearly everyone except for us was in bed. You fell off the couch just a few seconds before we managed to wake you up.'
That would explain the sore ass. I get gingerly. I know now not to push myself too much after a nightmare like that.
Though I must ask Dumbledore what the hell that notebook was. Ordinary enchanted notebook my ass.
Maybe I'll ask Harry. He'll tell me.
Besides I think I deserve to know!
But ouch... my ass really hurts!!!
Suddenly the pounding is back. Ron and Harry run into the Common Room.
'Ginny! Harry told me you had another nightmare! Are you alright?' He bends down and looks me in the eye.
'I'm okay, it's one of the worst I've had in a while. But I think I can manage.' I sit forward and place my head on my knees.
'Come on, let's get you some Hot Chocolate. Harry can we borrow the Cloak and Map?' Hermione looks scandalised.
'Ronald. Honestly. I thought you might have had a bit more sense. For such a frivolous thing, to risk getting caught especially now with all the security factors.'
Harry nods and heads up the staircase.
Ron turns to Hermione. 'Hey I know this isn't exactly the best thing to do, especially now. But my sister has had a terrible nightmare and I'll be damned if I don't help her out. Say want you want, report me and get my badge stripped from me if you must. I'll do this every time anyway.'
Hermione stares at him wonderingly. Becks pats my shoulder and says good night, Colin follows suit giving me a quick hug and sprint up just as Harry comes down again.
Ron hoists me up and pulls me to the Common Room door. He mutters at the Map.
'I solemnly swear that I'm up to no good.'
The ink spreads from the wand tip and he swirls the Cloak around us and crouches.
'Well then. Off into the night we go. From some good old comfort food.' He whispers as we step out into the dark corridor. The Fat Lady squawking about doors opening on their own and permanently waking her up.
'It'll never be as good as Mums.'
'Oh hell no!' My ass still hurt though.
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Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!
It's too early!!!
WAY too early.
Stupid Potter and his Stupid Practice.
Hey hey! S.P, S.P!!!!
Hehe!
Oh lord mornings do not agree with me! I'm getting really loopy...
I need TEA!!!!!
Tea is the source of everything.
NO I am not messing with you.
It's not the loopy morning vibe either.
Tea is one of the reasons I am still here.
Okaay that's an exaggeration. But you catch my drift.
I pull myself out of bed.
Becks mummers and rolls over. I hate her really.
SHE gets to sleep in.
Scuse me whilst I loathe that.
I scribble at note down and stick it to her forehead.
She doesn't even grumble in her sleep.
Argh!!!!
I slouch down the stairs with Katie and Demzela.
'Bloody sixth years. Think they're so great.' Katie is muttering ominously next to me.
'Amen to that sister.' I grumble back at her. None of us can manage to talk normally.
But we are actually talking but when compared to the guys we meet downstairs...
Well... we are downright articulate.
The lot of them are grunting and groaning.
In troll.
And I thought I was bad in the mornings...
Harry is the only one who looks anyway near awake.
In fact he looks positively chipper.
I don't like him so much right now.
'Right well! Sorry about the early morning but tonight was booked by the Hufflepuffs. So out we go!'
We just glare at him.
'Harry. Did you hear anything about a former Keeper dying?' Katie asks her eyes a slit of blue.
'No why?'
'Cause for a minute there I thought that Oliver was inside you.'
'Hardy har har. Well come on! We have to go!'
We slouch after him growling and muttering.
'Someone please knock me out.' I beg the ceiling as we get to the Entrance Hall.
'Amen to that sister.' Katie mutters to me. Harry shoots us a sharp look. I look at Katie and Demzela.
We turn to Harry and make faces.
Mature I know. But cut us some slack we are tired and it's way way way WAY too early!!!!!! And we have to play in the freezing cold.
As soon as we get out we start shivering.
'I HATE you Harry!!' I call to him, 'This is just torture! There should be laws against this!!!'
Everyone begins muttering in agreement.
Harry turns and looks at me. I shrug innocently.
'There will be no mutiny against me damnit!!'
'Not your choice buddy.'
He steps in front of me and stares down at me.
Is it a face off you want buddy? Well I'll give it to you.
We stand there for about ten minutes. Most of the team has wandered off down.
But thanks to our completely and utter unstoppable stubborniostiy. We won't give up.
Ron and Demzela just stand there. Ron rather exasperated. Well as much as anyone can manage at his time of morning. And Demzela with amusement and curiosity.
'Come on you two. We need to practice.' We are then unceremoniously dragged to the pitch.
Yet somehow we still managed to keep up the staring contest.
We even managed to get changed and keep it going.
We stop when we start practice.
It's one hell of a practice I tell you.
Ron is completely vicious. He stops every single quaffle and hurls it with such strength that I nearly went flying off the broom (NO pun intended! No really!)
Harry flies around like his life depends on catching the snitch. Bludgers are coming at us from all angles.
But we chasers give everything we got. Drops, Passes, back passes, looping passes, everything we do we style and grace.
We are the unstoppable Gryffindor team.
We are going to rock the match!!!!
We are totally kick ass!!!
After practice Harry and I pick up where we left off.
Glaring at each other.
Viciously.
This either going to end with one almighty duel or one hell of a snog fest.
I personally prefer the latter though I have been itching for a good version of the former.
Oh what is a gal to do?
Hermione, Colin and Becks come down clutching mugs of tea for the whole team. Everyone else leaps at them myself and Harry sidestep oddly to get to them.
'What on earth are you two doing?'
'Tea now, explanation later!!!' I gabble grabbing a cup blindly.
The three stop and watch us. Ron shakes his head and walks up with the rest of the team.
'Look when you two stop whatever the hell you two are up to, I'll be in the Great Hall.'
Hermione nods and follows. Becks looks between us and strolls up with Colin.
'We'll start the planning for the next plan will we?'
'WHATEVER!' We yell back.
'So what are we going to do?'
'Well standing here all day would be too cold and rather pointless.' I state crossing my arms.
'And why is it going to be pointless.' Harry asks crossing his own arms.
'Because we both know I'm going to win.'
'Really?'
'Really.'
'And how are you going to do that. I'm just as stubborn as you are.'
'Yeah well.'
'Well?' Shit think fast!
'You aren't quite as reckless as me Harry.'
'So what you going to do?' He asks mockingly.
Steady yourself Ginny.
Ready.
'Well I suppose I could...'
Breath.
'Do'
Get ready for it.
'This.'
At which point I do something I never thought I would do.
I grab Harrys head and kiss him full on the lips.
'See? I always win!' I yell as I sprint up the path.
As soon as I reach the Entrance Hall I sink to the floor.
I did it.
I actually can't believe I did that.
I kissed Harry. Though he didn't really respond as such... I guess I surprised him...
I surprised myself. I mean I knew I had guts... But that... Oh GODRIC!!
I actually kissed Harry.
HARRY!!
Harry FLAMING Potter!!!!
Imagine all the books in the Library falling down.
That is what this feels like right now...
The realisation that I, Ginny Weasley...
Am going to be axe murdered.
Fucking hell!!!!
One thing wrong though... wasn't a proper snog...
AH bollocks... I am going to be murdered in some horrific way now.
Just my FUCKING LUCK!!!!
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