Hi everybody, sorry for the day late update, my dear friend Helena now lives in China!yay. We cant see each other but this story will keep us connected. Hope you like this chapter.

Disclaimer: We do not own the story or the writing the plot belongs to JK Rowling and the writer is EmPotter, I just translate and Helena edits.

You can find this fanfiction on EFPfanfic the title is "Sono Ginny Weasley, e questa e' la mia storia"

A singing card for harry

In the days that followed, talks were of nothing but Sirius Black, and the astonishing and impossible theories of how he had managed to enter Hogwarts, with Dumbledore and the Dementors on the guard: a Hufflepuff girl in third year with two long, blonde pigtails, Hannah Abbott, (according to Vicky's information) went around trying to tell the whole school that Black knew how to turn into a flowering bush; Annie Gray and Elisabeth Harries in Ginny's year had been flaunting their suspicions that he could break the Hogwarts protections without a wand; before Jason Samuels, a Ravenclaw also in second-year, told them that without a wand he could not do anything, especially after spending twelve years in Azkaban; Eloise Midgen walked around with the talisman bought the year before on her throat, in the hope that it would protect her, which Christopher found ridiculous; Ginny was more and more convinced that the secret passages had something to do with it and she was determined to talk to the twins about it for confirmation; while Harper, Astoria and the other Slytherins were acting completely ridiculous, even more so than usual.

"Shame it was Halloween" they exclaimed, throwing Vicky into a wave of panic while Christopher and Colin began bitterly calling names at them, "at least some of you Gryffidiots could have met him!"

Meanwhile, the portrait of the Fat Lady had been replaced with that of a certain Sir Cadogan, a crazy knight on his grey pony, trying to challenge half of the poor Gryffindors to a duel at the portrait hole: he enjoyed thinking up exceedingly complicated passwords and changing them whenever he wanted, which threw poor Neville into despair, who told Ginny one day that he had to write a list in order to ever get in.

"Can't we have someone else?" Ginny asked Percy as they set off for breakfast on the day of the game between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff, to the delight of Vicky Probisher (for a certain Cedric Diggory, of course) and the great discontent of the Gryffindor team, who were meant to be playing with Slytherins. That particular meeting on the fields has been postponed for Draco Malfoy's broken arm, which was supposedly hurt in Hagrid's class; but Ginny, having gone to see the half-giant, who cried repeatedly for the death sentence of a Hippogriff named Buckbeak, came to know that there was nothing wrong with Malfoy, and he had only been faking it, probably for fear of being defeated by Harry in that day's Quidditch encounter.

"That Sir Cadogan is completely crazy ..."

"No other portrait would accept the task," Percy replied, as Colin hurried past them, running away from Sir Cadogan shouting at him: 'come back and fight, vile rogue!',

"they're all afraid of what happened to the Fat Lady and... oh, Harry!"

"Well?" his sister continued but Percy had already hurried away to escort Harry to the bathroom.

"What's the matter with him?" Demelza asked amusedly, reaching her heaving heavy breaths like Colin.

"I really think he's acting on my mum's orders..." the redhead snorted.

The two girls went downstairs for breakfast and were not surprised to see Vicky almost hyperventilating: she had a huge crush on Cedric Diggory, the Hufflepuff seeker (like Harry) and captain, since the first time she saw him. However, Ginny seriously doubt that such a sixteen-year-old would date a twelve-year-old. However, rather acting like Vicky, who kept badgering Ginny about Harry Potter as long as he knew her existence, Ginny did not tell her anything so as to not knock her down: Ginny would know the dread of a bubble being popped.

They had breakfast in happy chatters, about all the things in the world; then they set off to the Quidditch field.

In seconds after leaving the castle, everyone were already all soaked as wet sponges, and this meant that no matter the Gryffindors win or not, the team and the spectators would certainly win something from the weather: a good wave of flu.

After the game, students trodded back to the castle, many with a terrible cold. And besides, the game had been… just terrible, and horrifying, that no one would ask anyone else to ever witness it: Dementors, in the counts above a hundred, had came into the field. Players were distracted, completely panicking; while Harry had fainted, falling from the broom plunging at least fifteen feet, and failed to grab the snitch, leaving the Hufflepuffs victorious.

Everyone had thought he was dead, even though Dumbledore had intervened and softened his fall. Ginny, sitting on a chair in the Common Room surrounded by her friends, was still sniffling.

"Fortunately, the ground was soft"

"Fortunately it was raining so ..."

"I heard he didn't even break his glasses"

"Come on, Ginny," Demelza urged, "nothing happened to him, it's fine"

The girl nodded, smiling regardless of the tears.

"We'll have to go see him, don't you think?" Colin asked hesitantly, watching the Quidditch team entering the Common Room, back from the hospital wing.

"Yeah, of course! Is there any reason for you to not want to see him?" Christopher said, giggling, and then threw a long, noisy yawn that made Vicky twist her nose in disgust. "Who knows what he will say when he sees you coming ..."

"Bloddy hell, nice friend you are! "

"Hey, I didn't say anything that's not true!"

"You offended me! "

"You are too touchy! "

"You are offensive! "

"You are two idiots ..." William interrupted and the others burst out laughing. Ginny grinned as she watched Colin make a face between half a snort and half a giggle, "we'll all go together to see Harry Potter, shouldn't we?"

"Maybe Ginny could do something for him!" Vicky encouraged.

"Oh no ..." the girl groaned.

"Why not?"

"Why not!"

"He must understand what kind of person you are"

"You know, you're not helping her at all, Vic!" Demelza intervened sternly while the four boys tried to understand something more than the fact that this was conversation between females. Ginny would have sworn she had heard Colin mutter something like 'bleah, girls!'.

"Harry must notice Ginny for what she is, and not for all the gifts she makes for him, which is just not how this is going to work!" Demelza added with a frightful frown, staring at the blonde, challenging her to contradict.

Demelza was a girl so dear, kind, introverted and sensitive, but when it came to something she was sure about, you would have to be careful, because she will make sure to win her case, and will become a ball of fury if anyone dared to say something she believes absolutely wrong. So it is in this occasion: Vicky had to be very careful right now.

"I ..." the blonde started, stammered surprised by the words of Demelza, "I say that she should do something ... it's an incredible opportunity, an opportunity that should not be wasted at all! Harry Potter is alone in the hospital wing: Ginny should act, shouldn't she? "

"I would agree with you if it were not for what happened last year… " Ginny mumbled.

Demelza looked offended that her friends did not consider what she said, and her eyes seemed lucid to the light.

"Oh, the nursery rhyme? He will certainly have already forgotten!" Vicky said, waving a hand dismissively.

"Has he already forgotten?" Christopher repeated, bewildered, and sat up quickly. "That nursery rhyme has become a legend, a folklore here at Hogwarts. You can hear all the girls humming it! You three have no idea of the figure of how m-"

"Thank you, Chris!" Ritchie said hurriedly, subtly glancing at Ginny.

"But these things he sees of me ..."

"It's okay," William added with a smile, "we know what you're trying to say. "

"I have not figured out what you're going to do with Harry," Colin said confusedly.

"Ah, women! Fascinating creatures ... yet so difficult to understand!" Christopher began solemnly.

Everyone laughed, including Ginny.

"Yes, but the point is" Vicky cut short in general laughter, "are you going to take this opportunity?"

"Carpe diem, it's said in the Muggle world," Colin added, "seize the moment!" William giggled loudly.

"All right, but what can I do for him?" Ginny asked, once more convinced that she was not about to make the right choice.

"A love letter?" Ritchie suggested uncertainly.

"The nursery rhymes are always in fashion ..." Chris suggested, catching Ginny's glare.

"Chocolates?" Vicky said delighted. "Those never go out of fashion!"

"How about something more sensible such as a get well note?" blurted Demelza, annoyed.

"Oh ... but that's an amazing idea!" exclaimed the suddenly electrified blonde.

"A singing card, maybe ..." Ginny muttered dreamily- she was already thinking about when she could give a little card to Harry Potter: the melody would lull him to a night's rest, just as if Ginny herself is there, as if Ginny is beside him, and she would have Harry think of her, the little sister of his best friend who is so in love, so kind, and caring for him ...

Yes, a singing card would have been the best.

"Ginny, are you listening to me?" asked Vicky's voice, which seemed an echo heard from afar.

"Eh?"

"Demelza has agreed to find out how to make this note sing: let's go to the library, now"

"You will help me even if you don't approve?" the redhead asked her friend.

"Of course ..." Demelza answered, her cheeks turning red.

The three girls waved goodbye to their friends and marched through the Common Room to the portrait hole, happy and excited (Demelza was not exactly happy with that decision but joined the happiness of the others anyway), but never as much as the little Weasley, who almost stopped breathing from her rush of emotions: how could this not be the right time? He would have certainly noticed her this time. Well… also because he had no choice since he was nailed to a bed in the infirmary, and that would be good thing of this tragedy! Would Ron ever accept their relationship? Forget that. What would the other Weasleys say? They would be happy too, for sure…

"I also want a singing card with a lulling melody!" Christopher cried behind the girls, before the portrait of the Fat Lady closed between them.

"Let's test it!"

Vicky was definitely the most excited and could not wait to hear the sound.

"I worked the spell well enough: it should work." said Demelza surely.

"Hopefully..."

NEXT: FINDING A FRIEND IS FINDING A TREASURE

MESSAGE FROM EDITOR: Hey guys, I am so so sorry about the delay of this update, I couldn't complete this and send this through to Ermory because I've been in planes and buses and bunch of taxis and a house with no wifi for the past few days (moving… across countries…), so thanks so much for understanding. (We might have an extra update this week in return)

~Helena H.

SO this is the chapter today, sorry again for not updating yesterday but here it is, see y'all next week. Also don't be mad at Helena that Ravenclaw has to work a lot.

~Ermory