UNDER YOUR GAZE
4 weeks later
Since living in the muggle world, Ginny had attended all the social gatherings she possibly could. Harry said it would be good for her. The latest social gathering was for an acclaimed new and upcoming perfumer, who apparently was incredible. The silver invitations with delicate black embossed font included a sample. Ginny tentively took a sniff, after all these years the cautious side had gotten the better of her. Yes Tom was gone but the muggle world was even more dangerous. Luckily she still had her wand just in case. Ginny had learned of the dark alleys and to stay away lest she end up the next victim in the paper. Admittedly running from the gits house at that time of night, in that neighbourhood wasn't the best of plans, she sighed she wasn't thinking clearly then.
She would never get use to the muggle paper, no moving pictures and worst of all some of the things spoken about or even depicted were horrid, giving her the worst nightmares. How did these muggle children live? There was an old saying she thoroughly believed No news was good news.She shook her head clearing the none relevant thoughts, sniffing the perfume again. It smelt like spring, fresh flowers and honey with a hint of something that was ever so familiar, yet foreign at the same time. She got a pen and RSVP'd to the event. If this was just a sample, she could only guess as to what the other perfumes would be like. She had no time to consider it now, picking up envelopes and other necessities.
She was a woman on a mission, even if those missions were chores like dropping by the post office for one. She hadn't seen the git since their last confrontation at his place, and she was grateful for that, however a part of her started to wonder if her mind had been making it up. She was glad she never mentioned anything to anyone, especially when Ron and Hermione had unexpectedly dropped in to see how she was doing. She could just imagine it now.
"Guys ! You'll never guess who I've seen!" Ginny would exclaim in an excited and devious voice."Who?" Hermione would shout, clasp her hands over her mouth and cough profusely. Ron would stand there laughing until a glare from his wife would quiet him down. "I meant to say who have you seen. Right Ronald?" Ron knew he was in trouble especially if Hermione was calling him by his full name, then nudging him none to gently in the ribs."Oh right, who is it Gin? No-one from the magical world comes this way." Once again a nudge to the ribs from his beloved wife that would wind him. "Oi Hermione what have I done?" A glare from Hermione would be all it took before Ron started splattering whilst Ginny tried to hold in her laughter and watch the scene play out before her. "Oh right I mean except for us, well not just us, I mean the others, I meant family like Mum and Dad. I give up you know what I mean right?" Which would send the girls into guff's of laughter, and leave Ron red faced. Hermione would clasp Ginny by the hands. "Oh Ginny please I cant take the suspense any longer. Please who is it?" And then Ginny would go on to explain how she met one Severus Snape and Hermione's grip would loosen, the brother speech from Ron would come next. "Gin, you've been through so much, maybe its better if you came back to the burrow. Mum would love to see you." And if she tried to argue, she would be delusional. Then it wouldn't be long before her family placed her in . The pretense would be for her own protection, it would be all hush hush, except nothing in the magical world was ever secret.
Thanks but no thanks, she was still young and she had found a renewed purpose. She was sick of mopping, sick of grieving. Harry would always hold that special place in her heart. She couldn't keep living this way, hell this wasn't living. The first thing that was going to make her feel truly alive was shopping. After all retail therapy was a girls best friend.
AUTHORS NOTES: I'm sorry that A. This chapter is so short, future chapters should be progressively longer if B. My health holds out. At the moment I am very unwell and I don't mean the flu kind of unwell. I think I may be in the middle of a Lupus flare. My Doctor doesn't even know what is going on, the blood tests had revealed that my ANA is not right so I go in to see her tomorrow, which leads me to C. I will try and update when and where my health permits, not giving up because I never do! D. Please read and review constructive criticism and all comments welcome (Except nasty ones without reason) are welcome E. Thank-you to all those who read and reviewed. Til next chapter.