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Post by punklil007 on Jul 24, 2005 17:58:33 GMT -5
He has come over to our house every summer and he's coming over again this summer. I haven't stopped thinking about him for a single day since I saw him for the first time on the platform on his first day of school. He saved my life in my first year at Hogwarts school of witch craft and wizardly. In my third year, I almost asked him to the Yule Ball but couldn't pluck up enough courage. Plus, he had his heart set on another girl. It's been five years since I met him. And I'm not just his best friends little sister anymore. Or I hope I'm not.
Chapter One Ginny ran down the stairs and jumped the last three, trying not to trip on the over sized pajama pants that used to be Hermionie's that she was wearing. She almost walked into the kitchen but then backed out of site and unbuttoned the top two buttons of her pajama top. Then casually walked into the kitchen. Her two eldest brothers were seated at the end of the long wooden table next to her father and Ron and Hermionie. Ginny gave a unhappy sighed. "Ginny love. button up your top!!!" Ginny started and looked around. Mrs. Weasely was standing over the stove with a pot of poridge in her hand. Ginny pouted and buttoned up her top. "Where's Harry?" she asked sitting down next to Hermionie. "Oh, Lupin is to be bringing him by this morning. Later!" Hermionie said, catching her eye. Ginny looked away. "Upstairs and get dressed, ALL OF YOU. We are going to Diagon Alley as soon as Harry arives to get your school things. Your letters arrived this morning!!!" Mrs. Weasely snapped, shooing the treo of them out of the kitchen. "Ginny," Ron started as soon as they were out of earshot of Mrs. Weasely. Ginny stiffened, "Are you still going out with that great git Micheal Cornic?" "What?" Ginny stopped half way up the stairs, one of her foot suspended above the next step and payed dearly for her lack in concentration however as she tripped and fell on her face. "OI!!!" ROn yelped helping her up. "No, I'm fine I'M FINE!!! No I am not going out with that "great git" as you call him. AND-" she added because Hermionie had opened her mouth to comment, "He is a great git." Hermionie shut her mouth defiently, defeated. They continued up to their room and Ron took the last set of stairs to his own. Hermionie closed the door with a snap behind Ginny, turning to face her. Ginny, who had just been pulling a skirt out of her closet-what was Fred and Georges closet and still consealed many of their joke shop originals- looked up. "Missing Harry are you?" She said gently, not at all sounding mocking. Ginny shrugged. "You know. Same as you and Ron." She said not meeting Hermionie's eyes. "I'm sure he'll be glad to see you." Hermionie said, opening her trunk and pulling out a grey skirt as well. Ginny, who had been pulling on her own skirt, stumbled and fell behind her bed out of site with a small squeal. Hermionie smiled as Ginny's bangs appeared over the bedsheets. Ginny blushed and continued to get dressed. "Ron, Ginny, HERMIONIE!!!Harry's here!!!" Ginny's face went, if possible, even paler. Hermionie, still smiling, put an arm around her shoulder and walked her out of the room. They met Ron, Harry and the rest of the weaselys (minus Fred and George) in the kitchen, preparing to go to Diagon Alley by Flew powder. "HI Harry!!!" Ginny said smiling at the sight of him. He smiled back. She felt her heart melt, making her insides sticky. "Hey Ginny. Alright Hermionie?" Hermionie smiled at the look on Ginny's face and said, "Yeah, you?" "Alright." Harry's smile widened. Ginny felt her insides, which minutes before had been liquid, turned icey cold. "Are you ok Ginny? You look like you swallowed an acid pop whole!!!" Ron said worriedly. "Ha ha ha." Ginny said, her voice slightly more menacing then she had intended. At that moment Mrs. Weasely appeared from behind them wearing a lavender traveling cloak and began shuffling them towards the fire place. "Ron and I will go first." Harry offered, not having a likeing for travel by flew powder anyways. "Oh good heavens no!!!" Mrs. Weasely Chuckled, "You two have grown so much, you are offley to big together. You and Ginny go. She's much smaller." Ginny felt her ears reddening as she stepped forwards next to Harry. "Mind you don't loose her!!!" Mrs. Weasely said sternly. Harry gave her a sheepish grin before he and Ginny stepped into the fire and Chorused, "DIAGON ALLEY!!!"
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Post by punklil007 on Jul 24, 2005 18:17:54 GMT -5
Chapter Two Ginny felt the fimiliar warm feeling sweeping over her as they spun. They had been whirling for about five minutes when she nearly fell out into another wizards fire place where three young men were dreaking wine and hiccuping loudly but Harry cought hold of her hand before she fell. Dispite the fact that they were in the midst of fire, Ginny felt as cold and clammy as if she had just met a hundred dementors. The time seemed to stretch out before them, they just standing there clinging to eachother...ok that's an overstatement but that's what Ginny felt. Finally, after what seemed an iternity too long, they stumbled out into the leaky coldreon where they met Ron, Hermionie and the rest of the Weaselys. Harry let go of Ginny's hand offley quickly though Ginny could've hung on as if it were a life preserver and she was stranded at sea. She looked longingly after Harry as he went and joined Ron and Hermionie. "Comeon Ginny, we better nip off and get your new books. You three-" Mrs. Weasely pointed and Harry, Ron and Hermionie, "Be careful. I meat you outside Fred and George's shop in an hour. It's not hard to find mind you." To Ginny, there was nothing more interesting about the day then the trip with flew powder. Her mother kept having to snap her to attention because she kept spacing out, staring at a book case or a rack of robes so she could relive every moment Harry's flesh had touched hers again and again. "*OUch*!!!"Ginny finally wailed, when she was poked in the arm with a pin by Madam Malkin. Ginny pulled her arm away to suck on the blood that was dripping from her wrist. Madam Malkin tutted angrily. They finally got to "Weazley's Wizard Weazezs"(SPELLING!!!) and Ginny was delighted to see Fred and George which, only slightly, drove the memories of Harry's hands from her mind. "OI!!! Don't touch that!!!Heya Ginny!!! Need any love potion products? We've just come out with a ton of those." Ginny gazed longingly at the pile of iteams Fred had gestured at. For a second, she had a fleeting image of herself and Harry making out over breakfast after she had dropped a couple drops of "Long Awaited Love Potion," but it disolved at another sight of Harry as he entered the shop and the moments they spent together in the fire came speading back. "We better go...RON put those back!!!" Mrs. Weaseky shouted, quite literally pissed. Grudgingly and muttering Ron returned the dozen tongue ton toffees to the bin he had taken them from. They all strolled out into the streat. The sun was setting and Ginny couldn't keep her eyes off Harry's hair, which glinted in the pink setting sun. To her displeasure, she took the trip back with Hermionie and returned to the Burrow and Ginny collapsed into a chair.
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Post by Adam on Jul 24, 2005 18:24:00 GMT -5
Mrs. Weaseky shouted, quite literally pissed. So Mrs. Weasly was drunk? What had she been drinking? [/annoying britishism] Anyway, good story so far. It's nice to see something from Ginny's perspective.
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Post by punklil007 on Jul 24, 2005 18:55:00 GMT -5
no...not drunk...just angry...
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Post by *~PoOkIe~* on Jul 24, 2005 18:57:19 GMT -5
i ahve so much stuff to read on here
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Post by punklil007 on Jul 25, 2005 8:12:22 GMT -5
naw...
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Post by punklil007 on Jul 26, 2005 8:54:36 GMT -5
Chapter Three Harry's birthday arrived with Ginny feeling more and more love sick. She couldn't keep her eyes off Harry. She would stare at his hand and his face, the hand that she had held, until, undoubtably feeling her eyes on him, he looked up and found her eyes. Smiling sheepishly she everted her eyes. The night before Harry's own Birthday however, Ginny lost it. She lay in bed tossing and turning. This wasn't fair. He was a year older, Ron's best pal. Ron. Ron would eat her faster then Mrs. Weasely's pudding if she asked Harry out. She wanted Harry so BADLY. She felt her heart swoop and swore and it was starting to make her feel nacous. But she couldn't contain herself. She crept out of bed, past Hermoinie's silent sleeping form and out onto the landing. Her hems of her Pajama bottoms dragged noislyes on the steps as she climbed up to the room that's fading plaque said: Ronald. She pushed it open, creeping past Ron's bed. Harry was laying on his back, his head turned away from her. She sat down, making sure not to move the bed to much and stroked his hair with her finger tips. "Oh Harry, if you only knew." She whispered. Suddenly Harry jerked awake, sitting up quickly. He was only a couple centimeters from her. His shocked eyes traced her face with his eyes then her lips. THen he leaned over and kissed her. Ginny's heart swooped into her throat as Harry's lips moved over hers. she felt like someone was choking her except that it felt wonderful. It last only 30 seconds or so, but for Ginny, it lasted atternity. This was truly patience. Long awaited love indeed. Then Harry fell back onto his pillow and went right back to sleep. Ginny heard a click behind her. She spun around, scanning the room. There was no one there. She got up and, as quietly as she could, she scurried past Ron and out side. Hermionie, smirking, leaned against the wall outside. "Out for a night time stroll?" She said her smile widdening. She had known all along. Followed the signs, Ginny guessed. Ginny smiled and shrugged. Hermionie put her arm around Ginny's shoulder and they went back to bed. The next morning Ginny got dressed and headed downstairs. Everyone was sitting around the table already, Harry mostly submerged in a pile of packadges. "Morning all. Happy birthday Harry!!!" Ginny said happily, dispointedly taking the seat ACROSS from Harry, next to Ron as the seat next to him was already tacken by Hermionie. "Thanks." Harry said through a mouthfull of cereal. He turned to ROn and Hermionie, rubbing his eyes. "I had the weirdess dream last night." He whispered, but Ginny's ears were intuned to whatever he had to say now. She started shoveling down her poridge as fast as she could. "OI!!!Ginny!!!What's up???" Ron said as Ginny spooned the last bite of cereal into her mouth and jumped up. "Nofing!!!" She said, already holding back tears, splattering them all with bits of wheat. She tore out of the room. "Weird one, that one." Ron said, turning back to Harry. "Shes...alright." Said Harry awkwardly. Once Ginny was onn the staircases firs landing, she leaned against the wall and swallowed, coughing and choking. So, she thought, it had just been a dream to him, ey? A dream!!! That's all the kiss meant to him!?! With renewed energy and anger, Ginny took off up the next set of stairs to her room. She burst through the door, slamming it behind her so the whole house seemed to shake and through herself onto her bed. "Just a dream???" She shrieked into her pillow,"That's all my love is huh? Just a dream??? yeah...welll...then why do I...do I..." There were footsteps on the stairs and the door slowly opened and closed. "Oh Ginny!!!" Hermionie said, running over and rubbbing her back in an affectionate manner. "He said it was just a dream!!! A dream!!! I can't believe him!!! He's such a prat!!!" Ginny wailed. "Ohhh!!!Don't say that Ginny!!!He's not, he's really not. He reaaally likes you, you know." Hermionie said kindly. "No he doesn't!!!He said-" "I know what he said but-" The door burst open. Ginny sat up, rubbing the redness from her eyes. "Hey Hermionie, come one. Ginny what's up?" It was the two people who could make Ginny's situation, if possible, worse. Harry and Ron sidelded into the room. "Nothing. *sniff*." Ron gave her a raised eyebrow look but Hermionie distinkly mouthed 'Drop it' and Ron shut up. "You want to play a game of chess, Ginny?" Ron asked. Ginny shook her head, looking away. "You want to watch me cream Harry then?" Ginny didn't even giggle. ROn shrugged, "Your choice. Come on Hermionie." "Don't tell me what to do, RONALD. I'll come when I want." The boys left and Hermionie gave Ginny another sympathetic look before Ginny said, "You go. I'll come down later." "Ginny-" "JUST GO!!!" "He reaaally likes you, you know. He told me. I'm not sure if he wants comitment thats-" "He doesn't want comitment? That's bloody bulloxs!!!" Hermionie got up. "Suit yourself." Ginny watched her go. "Bloody Bullox." she murmered.
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Post by Jess on Jul 26, 2005 17:04:13 GMT -5
Ha ha... poor Ginny. Anyway, I don't know if you're home, so if you see this, call me. I'm working on my lines.
*breaks into song* Just an old fashioned love song...
Sorry, I don't know why that's stuck in my head.
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Post by Spacey Caysie on Jul 27, 2005 1:13:45 GMT -5
I liked that!
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Post by punklil007 on Jul 27, 2005 10:21:18 GMT -5
Chapter Four Ginny didn't come down for dinner that night. She lay on her bed and stared at the ceiling. Her heart felt like it was going to explode. It kept creeping into her throat and strangleing her. She was taking slow ragid breaths. She jumped as someone knocked quietly on the door. "Ginny?" It was Harry. She felt her face turn icy and she looked away. "Hi. What do you want?" Harry closed the door. Ginny could feel her heart slamming against her ribs. "I need to talk to you." Ginny's heart picked up the pace. "Ok." She sat up and he sat next to her. He stared in front of him for a minute and then looked at her. She felt her whole body trembling but she couldn't look away. His hand slid over hers. "I'm sorry." He whispered catuosly, "I can't-" Ginny wanted to pull her hand away but she couldn't. "Can't? I don't understand." They were so close Ginny could see the sweat on his forehead. "I can't...be with you." She gaped at him. "I didn't even know you wanted-" "I do...possibley more than I've ever wanted anything in the whole world." Ginny lifted her free hand and closed her mouth. Harry gave a small smile. "Why..." One centimeter and their lips would meet. "It's to dangerous." Ginny rolled her eyes, "No, I don't just mean with Voldemort"-GInny winced-"and all, it's your brother and..." "And?" Ginny said slightly more coldly then she would've liked. "And I'm still going out with Hermionie." He said slowly. "You were going out with Hermionie?" Ginny asked confused. "Kind of...she wanted...anyways." He looked away for one second then moved closer so their lips were touching and said, "You mean more to me than anyone in the whole world." And he kissed her. Ginny felt her heart diving into her insides and splattering all over her. Her toes and fingers tingled and then...it was over and Harry looked down at their hands and said, "But I can't." He took his hand away and stood up, ruffling his hair exactly like his father used to and left. Ginny felt hot tears on her cheaks and covered her face with her hands. She had to do something. Something tonight. Something drastic. Mrs. and Mr. weasely would be going into the village for dinner and a coffee and Bill and Charlie would be at work. There would be no one to stop her. And Harry would be sorry. Sorry that he ever messed with Ginny Weasely. * Mrs. Weasely and Mr. Weasely left at 7:00 or so after checking all safety precotions were in place. The others were in the sitting room eating candy and playing a game of gobstones. Ginny crept upstairs and pulled the floorboard out from under her parents bed. There were three bottles and a goblet. She took the largest and greenest and ran back up to her room after replacing the plaque of wood. She locked the door and headed for the back wall. She filled the goblet and raised into the air, "To Harry Potter, the boy who can't..." she stuttered as tears ubscured her words and vision but she shook her head to clear her mind and said strongly, "The boy who can't be with Ginny Weasely. Who will never beable to be with Ginny Weasely."
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Post by punklil007 on Jul 27, 2005 10:28:13 GMT -5
Chapter Five Everything was going fuzzy. Ginny slid down the wall the empty goblet falling from her hand as she clutched her throat. " Alohamora!" The door burst open and Harry ran in. "Ginny!" Harry cried and pulled her hands from her throat, "NO...I didn't mean..." He titled her head up and kissed her, the poison that still clung to her lips moving to his. He pulled away. Ginny's eyelids fluttered. Harry siezed her hand. LOL I have to go. PML. ;D
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Post by Jess on Jul 27, 2005 16:59:03 GMT -5
WHOA!!! LOOK OUT PEOPLE! It's Suicidal!Ginny!!! PMNNNNNN!
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Jeanette
Second Year
You can't spell Hermione without Ron
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Post by Jeanette on Jul 28, 2005 13:01:02 GMT -5
Hey what happened to the rest? I want to read more now! I really like it! PMN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ;D
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Post by punklil007 on Jul 29, 2005 10:08:03 GMT -5
WHOA!!! LOOK OUT PEOPLE! It's Suicidal!Ginny!!! PMNNNNNN! Oh big deal...plus she wasn't going for death...you'll have to read the rest when I post it...RIGHT NOW!!!
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Post by punklil007 on Jul 29, 2005 10:09:07 GMT -5
Hey what happened to the rest? I want to read more now! I really like it! PMN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ;D I like your sig Jeanette...
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