Yay! I made it to chapter eleven! I'm so excited for this long story and I can't wait to start writing more and more fluff into the chapters. I also might be making the chapters longer and longer as we go along, if I feel the scene needs some extra screening ;). JK I wouldn't do that they'll probably be more and more descriptive as we go along, so that's my reasoning, and now on with le chapter!
Ginny's POV.
I skipped out of my room after dressing in my most comfortable jeans and a blue long-sleeve T-shirt that said "cutie" with a pie under it. As soon as I closed the door to my room I stumbled right into a certain dark-haired, green-eyed, dripping wet boy. My cheeks flamed immediately. Harry glanced down at me before his cheeks tinted pink.
"Sorry Ginny. You're brother and Hermione are battling it out so I'm not sticking around." I pointed at his clothes.
"You might also want to take a shower first." He chuckled.
"Thanks for the advice. I'll see you downstairs in a minute or two." I nodded before walking swiftly down the stairs, only to be greeting with my mother bustling about. She seemed happy to see me there.
"Oh, Ginny, sweetheart, would you mind taking these things out to the trash and fetching the newspaper. Your father is very excited to see if anything will be in there." I nodded, I was always the dog of the family. I wasn't allowed to be impolite or sassy in front of my mother. She wanted me to be a very proper young girl. I headed outside, cold wind biting at my hands and neck. My feet stung as I touched the hard ragged sidewalk. I should've put on shoes. A man on the sidewalk was a few houses away, he looked suspicious wearing all black and having one hand concealed in his pocket. I walked swiftly to the mailbox, and pulled out my father's Daily Prophet before shutting the door and throwing the trashing into the garbage can on the other side of the driveway. I turned back around and was met with the man in black. . . . Except it wasn't a man at all, it was the mad Bellatrix.
I let out a muffled scream as she covered my face with my hand. She held onto my face tight and I felt myself get sleepier. Still, I struggled against her monster grip on my head and mouth. The corners of my eyes got darker and darker. Bellatrix laughed.
"You have so much more fight than most people. You'll be fun to curse." I could feel my eyes almost widen, but immediately close after. Darkness and stillness consumed my frame and I went limp.
Harry's POV.
I quickly showered and dressed. I wore dark jeans and a brown T-shirt over a white long-sleeved t-shirt. I pulled on furry green socks that Ron had lent me. I then glanced out the window to see Ginny. Weird, what was she doing outside? I stood up to my full height watching her. A dark figure suddenly appeared in front of her and grabbed her. Then before I could think I was out of the bathroom and flying down the stairs. Mrs. Weasley was there and greeted me.
"Oh, good morning Harry." I gave her a frantic look.
"Ginny's in danger!" I then ran out of the door. Mrs. Weasley's footsteps followed me. We saw the figure disappear, Ginny in the person's arms. Mrs. Weasley cried out to her.
"Ginny!" She collapsed then Ron and Hermione ran out. Hermione confused and curious, Ron frantic and worried.
"Mum, mum, what's happened?" She was crying to heavily. I looked at the ground.
"She's . . . She's gone." Ron looked at me, assuming the worst.
"No, No! Harry did you let this happen?" Hermione gaped at him.
"Ron! Harry would never let that happen to Ginny. I'm sure he tried all he could." I turned around, my gaze still set on the ground.
"Ron, I swear on my life I'll get her back." Ron looked like another little piece had just been torn away from him.
"Please." He said it with his barely above a whisper. I nodded, walking inside to grab my broom. Mrs. Weasley barricaded the door, blocking my way.
"No! None of you will be going after Ginny. Let the adults handle this situation." Then Sirius locked us in the attic. I was fuming.
"I can't believe this! I cannot believe that we can't even try to save our friend! We care about her just as much as they do!" The word friend stung on my lips. I didn't want to be just friends, couldn't tell her that though. Couldn't tell Ron and Hermione that either. Fred and George sat in the corner, plotting. They heard me and stood, smirking.
"Don't worry, we're gonna break you out." I smiled.
"Okay then. Do your magic." Ron and Hermione looked wary and uncertain. I on the other hand wouldn't be held back in the slightest. There were no lengths I wouldn't go to for Ginny. Yes I know that's stupid, but one things for sure.
We were going to save Ginny, no matter what it takes.
Okay! That's the chapter there. Now, next chapter I'm going to put one of my OC's in there. Her name is Trixie and she is the daughter of the Dark Lord. (If you're wondering why I wont type his name it's because his name is taboo. Baka!) Anyway, she will be attending Hogwarts and will become an important part of the story. Later on, maybe after I finish this story I will write one centered around her. Just a heads-up so that you aren't surprised by this factor. Anywho, if you like my writing I was wonder if you also had any suggestions for me for the story. I mean I have ideas, but I still don't know where I'm going with this story. Any suggestions are appreciated. See you in the next chapter my Cinnamon buns! :)