Hmmmmmmmmmmmm..................

'Gin'

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz............

'Gin'

Tralalalaaaaaa.........

'GIN!'

'Holy CRAP!!!!! WHAT?????' I yell out indignantly as I career to the floor.

We are not married you moron...... I don't care how much paper work you filled out NO!

How does a floor fill out paper work?

Never mind. I look up to find half of my year looking down at me in confusion, worry and disgust. (Not necessarily in that order)

What else is new?

Becks is looking down at me quite aggrieved. Oh dear..... I glance around and see Binns isn't paying the slightest bit of attention... Well not that he ever does in the least...

'You rang?' I chime sweetly at her, doing a fantastic impression of Fred and George... well their faces are pretty similar so I can't just say one without the other now can I?

'Yeah I've only been yelling at you for half a bloody hour!!!!!!'

'Sorry.'

'That's just fantastic Ginny anyways what happened to you last-' Fortunately for me the bell just decides to cut across Becks at this moment so I can grab my bags and dart off to Divination. Whoever would've thought that I EVER dart off to that class....?

This is what Harry flaming Potter will do to a girl I tells ya.....

He's not good for your system.... Oh who am I kidding....... that boy could cure depression worldwide!!! For women and gay men at least........

But he loves me which can only spell disaster.... for him and me..........

Him in the form of my brothers and father... and the plans my mother has laid out for me....

Me...... well let's see......... Fan-girls, Death Eaters, fan-girls, He-Who-Is-A-Slytherin-Cliché and the fan girls... EWWW!

I mean at this rate neither one of us is going to live very long in this relationship... the odds are totally stacked against us!!!

Might as well have fun with it as we go!!!!

'Gin!' I hear as I scamper down the corridors making my way to the new Divination classroom where Firenze is awaiting... hopefully I'll be able to nap for a bit.

'Oh hey Ron!' I turn to see my brother striding towards me towering over even some of the seventh years... By George he is tall.

'What cha doing?'

'Off to Divination and avoiding Becks at all costs... you?'

'Trying to figure out what you did to Harry last night..... kinda.'

'Kinda?' I blink in confusion and see Ron's face crinkle uncomfortably.

'Well unless it was something that no sibling should ever hear of then yes.'

'Oh nothing like well that... Just... well you'd have to ask Harry and watch out Lav's here.' I say turning red and spying the annoyingly bouncy gait of the sixth year. Ron groans and ducks behind me.

'And that is going to work how?' I ask exasperated as Ron grabs my sides and begins to edge away.

'Ron! Seriously your plan isn't going to work just find Hermione!!! That'll get rid of her.' Ron frowns before running off in the general direction of the Library.

'You're a genius!!!!'

'Why does no one else see that!?!?!?!??' I yell after him and turning to the formerly empty classroom slash field.

Oooooo time to think about what the hell I'm going to say to Harry.

Hmmmmmmmmmmm..........

Zzzzzzzzzzzz...........

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I'm sitting in the Library right now... much to Hermione's delight.

Not only does she get one Weasley.... She gets TWO!!!!

That girl is practically bouncing in her seat which I have never seen before in my life. I arch my eyebrow at her and she looks down at my rather blank parchment.

Funny thing about that essay for McGonagall Hermione...

Teehee!!!

YARGH DON'T KILL ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Suddenly I see several people looking at me rather sceptically and I realise that I have my arms above my head flailing.

Oh the shame...

The embarrassment.

I could just about die right here right now.

I shake my head and begin my Transfiguration essay post haste.

I hate these bloody principles.

'Hermione.' I whisper trying to get her attention. Alas she is too preoccupied with Ron to pay any attention to me

'Hermione!' Vying for her attention is like trying to stop Hagrid from cooing over a baby dragon.

'Ahhh!' I mutter hitting my head off the desk much to Madam Prince's annoyance. She never did forgive me for the chocolate incidence of last Easter.

She sure knows how to hold a grudge.

Better then Hermione dear, who is completely oblivious to my presence.

Have I ever mentioned how much I love my friends? I can always count on them to be there for me.

*cough*

Time for work. *scribble scribble*

Please tell me that I did not just see Ron put his hand on Hermione's leg.

I think I'm scarred for life.

I'm going to end up like Lockhart in Saint Mungos.

Lovely.

Much pinkness awaits me.

I would take living with the ferret over this.

Or being a tester for the twins.

SOMEONE SAVE ME!!!!!!!

'Hey Gin!'

'Harry!!' I turn completely forgetting for a moment why I was avoiding him.

Maybe he hasn't realised why I have either.....

Boys can be stupid... even Harry.

Actually especially Harry.

'You okay you seemed to kinda vanish today..? Is it all your O.W.L work I guess I've been a distraction. I should stop that.' He murmurs mostly to himself.

'Hermione got to you didn't she?' I ask completely relieved that he decided to fly on this quidditch pitch.

'Well yeah kinda...' Harry grins sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck in a nervous habit.

'Mum's been on to me quite a bit lately and I figure I should not to mention Hermione has practically been hunting me down this year... and well I guess I'll need those skills in the times to come.' I whisper dropping my voice even lower at the last part.

Harry drops down in the seat next to me and stares at my transfiguration essay.

'Unfortunately I can't help you with this...defence on the other hand...'

I laugh quietly before shooing him over slightly as I spy Ron arching his eyebrow pointedly.

Bloody hypocrite.

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Romilda Vane is going to be the death of me I swear!!!!!!

I don't know who she thinks she is sauntering in here and having the nerve to ask me some very private and personal questions about my boyfriend!!!

My boyfriend.

MY boyfriend!!!!

Generally speaking when a girl is going out with a guy other girls should back the hell off!! But ohhhhhhh no!!!!

It was practically an inquisition!!!!!

'What's Harrys' favourite colour?'

'Does Harry have a load of really cool scars? Besides the obvious one, naturally.'

'How does he feel about the colour pink? Cause it's totally my colour y'know.'

'Can You-Know-Who really read his mind?'

'Can Harry really beat him?'

'Did he actually destroy fifty dementors?'

Kill.

Me.

NOW.

It went on and on for HOURS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

She even started to guess what sort of tattoo he'd have, on his well formed chest apparently.

From hippogriffs' to lions, the list goes on.

Honestly that girl is NUTTERS!

Becks of course completely ignored her and left me to her mercy.

The loyalty of my friends astounds me.

I was sitting on my bed trying to ignore the rambling questions issuing from the door.

We neglected to let her in... Oh dear how awfully rude of us.

*cough*

'Look I'm trying to read about what's going on out there right now because of the so called "Slytherin Heir" I do not need to hear your air filled ramblings. People are dying or have you neglected to notice in your obsession with my boyfriend?' I snap at her even adding air quotation marks where necessary.

Idiot.

After she turns I yell after her in a triumphant manner for reasons which elude me right now...

'He has a Norwegian Ridgeback tattoo!!! Much more macho!!!!'

I stare down at the article about a muggle family was caught in the crossfire of a duel; the youngest girl was 15...

She watched her older brother tortured for just trying to save her...

Damn it.

I sigh staring down at the page and thinking about how savage and cruel those stupid Death Eaters are. I look up to see Becks staring at me in worry; I arch my eyebrow waiting for the question I won't ask.

'Do you think we'll make it?' She asks laying back on her bed her face passive, her voice, however betraying all her emotions.

'I hope so, but we can't know. I hate to say it but the future is but a dream for most of us anyway.' I mutter mimicking Becks on the bed.

'Unless you're Luna of course.' She comments, I think mostly to herself though.

'Her life is but a dream.' I quip, smiling slightly at the thought of my dear blonde haired friend.

'We're both going to be targeted though, thinking about it. Two Blood-Traitors.'

'Daughters of the Order.' I add.

'Half-blood.'

'A Weasley.'

'Dating a muggle born.'

'Dating Harry Potter.'

Becks looks over at me, for a moment a look of fear pass over he features as her eyes, the image of her fathers, darken to a dark grey.

'You are screwed, you know that?'

'Yeah, but I came to terms with that long ago. Not to mention that the Chief Death Eater' Becks interjects with a pleasant snort. '-apparently expressed some interest in me due to the Diary Incident. SO over all I'd say I'm thoroughly screwed, right after Ron o'course.'

We sit in silence for a few minutes, the weight of what is to come just hitting us now. Sure Voldemort isn't out rightly attacking now, but I guess it's the calm before the storm.

A thought hits me that I would never voice out loud to Harry but I think Becks can handle it.

'Do you think Dumbledore will survive this year?'

'Survive? As in live?' She asks rather bewildered.

'Yeah... I just can't help but think that he may not live to see the end of the war.'

'Why ever not? He is the greatest wizard of the age!' She looks shocked at my question but I know I can continue, as she isn't mad at me for even thinking it.

'Well, of course but he is quite an old man... And you can see what the past few years have taken from him...'

'And?'

'Well... Dumbledore is probably number one on Voldermorts list right now, because he's so old and well I think that the duel at the Ministry proved that well... He isn't the man to finish it.'

'So you do believe that Harry is, for lack of a better phrase, though it pains me to use the bull filled propaganda of the Daily Prophet, The Chosen One?'

I sit up frowning, 'it's not so much that I believe that he is... It's just I have faith in him... and if he wasn't a threat why is Voldermort so keen on destroying him? It wouldn't make sense otherwise. And it's not like he's any other sixteen year old. He has done things that no other wizard or witch would even dream of.'

I take a deep shuddering breath, images flashing in my mind of Harry killing the Basilisk in the Chamber, of him fighting in the Triwizard Tournament, conjuring his stag long before anyone else of his age could, fighting against a world pitted against him and of doing what I could not...

Resisting being possessed by Voldemort.

'I don't believe that he's the Chosen One per say... I just know who Harry is and if he believes that he can finish this madness... Then no one will be able him to stop him from doing so.'

Becks smiles at me in a way that oddly and scarily reminds me of Hermione, that all-knowing, wise smile that irritates me ever so much.

'You really love him, don't you?' She states pulling her long black hair into a ponytail and staring at me.

I stare down at my bed fiddling with the threads.

'I know I do love him... but I know he is going to do something so stupidly noble, in order to protect me that it will tear my heart in two.'

'But you'll love him all the more for it, despite what your temper will yell.' A third voice enters into our conversation. I look up to see Katie smiling at me.

'KATIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!' I jump and pull her into the biggest bear hug I can muster.

'YOU'RE ALIVE!!!!' She looks at me amused as I try to backtrack as quickly as I can.

'Well not that I think you'd die, it's just that comas are very risky, and it took Ron ages to get better, and he wasn't affected as badly as you, and I was terribly worried, just ask Becks, Fred and George will also tell you that I was so worried, but never doubting that you come back in top form alive and well, it's just that-'

'GINNY!!! Breathe or you'll lose consciousness!!!!' She laughs at my rather impressive run on ramble.

'I know you were, hence why I came to you first to announce my return to former glory!!! Not your darling Captain... YOU! Anyhoo I must be off... Hell of a lot of work to catch up on and whatnot. See you later!'

'It's good to have her back. The team is complete!!!!!' I cheer beginning to dance round the room.

'WE'RE GOING TO WIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!' I yell out happily.

'Thank Merlin you want to become a professional Quidditch player 'cause you'll never make it as a dancer!' I ignore Becks and continue my happy dance routine around the room.

The only problem I see now is that, now that Katie is back... Harry's going to be interrogating her as to what happened to her on the pitch and somehow will drag Malfoy into his dratted ideas.

As soon as he cooks up an idea is quickly goes to boiling over.

Dear Merlin... what am I going to do?

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Hi!!!! Let me start off this note with this:

I'M SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SORRY!!!!

This year has been so hetic for me... I finally finished my Leaving Cert at the end of June and I know you'll be asking 'Why in the heck did she not upload SOONER??' Well I received a laptop for my birthday and over Easter when I was too sick to study due to having my appendix removed I worked on about five chapters in hospital but I didn't get the chance to upload them as I was thrust back in to the final two months before my exams.

And THEN to make things worse as I was about to upload the first of the many.... The laptop BROKE!!! There is no luck in my life seriously!!!! But I worked like hell trying to remember the general gist of what I had written and failed miserably and now for the past two weeks have been struggling with a GIGANTIC writers block!!!

But in the end I FINALLY managed to come up with this... I'm a little rusty so be kind to me please? Though I do not deserve that much... I should be insulted hugely for my lapse in updating.... And I feel so GUILTY!!!!!

Thanks to everyone who has reviewed and I hope you enjoy this chapter!!!

I love you all despite how is appeared this year.... I was essentially chained to books in my defence!!!!!

And again I'm SORRY!!!!

Much love (as always) MissNuttyProf!!!!