Ch 22 –
--LONG A/N— (but please read)
[a/n Alright everyone we have finally come to a close for What About Me, and to tell the truth I'm not that sad because I am so excited for the sequel. Sorry about the wait for this chapter, but I needed a days of rest after camp. Because I am NOT highly skilled at white water rafting, I ended up spinning round in circles down rapids while screaming my head off. Then I crashed into a tree/log type thing and my raft went up out of the water and up onto it and I hung there dangling of some branch screaming because a huge spider had landed on my head while I was hanging. Then I capsized while everyone was to busy laughing at me to help, so I lost my shoes and paddle as I went down another rapid hanging onto the back of my over-turned raft thing. Of course then it decided to pour down so the rapids got stronger so I gave up and floated down the river on my back being hit by rocks beneath me. No that was not a clever thing to do but I had no energy left after 4 days of trekking up mountains.
But that's enough about camp because I need to say a few things. First of all I say a HUGE thank-you to 'luvhp224' because without her this story would have been so different. The chapters would have stayed short and undetailed, the story too clichéd, my grammar positively awful and the characters would have not much depth. Come to think of it I still do that but nowhere near as much so everyone give her a little thank-you right now. This chapter is dedicated to all of you have stayed with me for most of the story, luvhp224, VoicezWithin, Lizzie Weasley, magic sparkle 1, miss prongs, deer boy, etc. Also to people who have helped me: Nesserz, Naz1 etc. (Don't get offended if your name isn't mentioned and it should be because these are just randomly off the top of my head and this chapter is dedicated to everyone.) I also want to apologise here for any people I have been snappy with for no good reason, I have a quick temper and it doesn't take much to start it up. But this chapter is also mainly dedicated to Grimmauld for being the first to guess Lou's secret. Well done! Oh and also to Sarah Noisette because I say so.
Now I few of you have guessed Louise's secret and you told me you did and also what the secret was. I was actually a bit pissed of because I nicely asked you not to tell me because people look at the reviews but I won't make a huge fuss because it's the last chapter. Now don't feel stupid if you didn't guess because that was how I wanted it to be. Kind of. But speaking of reviews thank-you to every single person who reviewed because it meant a lot and I hope the people who didn't will review for this chapter. Over 800 reviews is amazing because this was always going to be around a 10 ch. fic with no Louise, no almost dying, no memory loss, no vampire plays etc. Amazing really how this story turned out. But I hope the sequel will be even better.
~~Oh and guess who won the Talent Quest? Yup, you guessed it – yours truly! Well actually it was my friend and I doing something totally embarrassing which is probably the only reason we won as were the only ones who had the guts to do it. But it's too embarrassing to tell you what we did.~~ ]
So now ladies and gents I give you the final installment of What About Me!
And then i see someone standing at the side of the stage
Not standing in the shadows, i see her face, glowing in the darkness in her own
I have come to make you better
Stevie Nicks – Touched By An Angel
"Finished your last test?" Ginny asked as Harry plopped down beside her under the huge tree near the lake.
"Thank Merlin – and I thought the OWLs were bad." Harry groaned as he laid his head down over his elbows.
"They are!" Ginny protested.
"You can tell me that after you do your NEWTs," Harry said as he sighed dramatically.
"Okay, okay." Ginny muttered, rolling her eyes and lying against the tree.
It was June and the school year was almost over. Harry, Ron and Hermione had been doing the NEWTs the past week and it had been a very tense time. By now everyone had finished their end of year exams and were all relaxing out on the grounds in the sunny warm weather. Ginny sighed contentedly and closed her eyes, basking in the sun's rays.
A loud shriek interrupted the peace as Parvati ran screaming across grass while a stupidly grinning Colin Creevey ran after her, holding out his arms. Ever since the ball in December he had become obsessed with her and declared his love daily. Apparently when she had kicked him in his groin he had taken it as a sign of affection. He decided that it wasn't the least bit creepy to take photos of her when she was sleeping, reading, eating, studying and showering. The latter he hadn't managed because she had bewitched the rubber ducky to chase him and bite his ears when he had tried to.
"There they go again." Harry laughed, tilting his head to get a better look.
"I think Parvati secretly adores him too." Ginny joked, following the "couple" with her eyes and smirking. She saw Ron and Hermione coming over the hill behind them, their hands linked together and walking slowly. She nudged Harry with her elbow and nodded in their direction. Harry looked confused for a second before he unexpectedly smiled, looking happily at them.
"I'm glad they got together." Harry said thoughtfully, watching the whispering and smiling Ron and Hermione walking towards them leisurely. Hermione was giggling at something a very red Ron had said. He had shoved his hand in his robes and was blushing furiously.
"What?" Ginny asked, shifting over as they sat down.
"Nothing." Hermione said. "Just Ron commented on something about Luna and Neville over there." They all turned their heads to see a happily smiling couple sitting on a rock next to the lake, Luna's head on Neville's shoulder.
"I'm sure we all did pretty well in our NEWTs don't you think?" Hermione asked.
Not waiting for a reply she plunged on. "I mean we might not have. What happens of someone got a Dreadful in everything?"
"Or a Troll." Harry said suddenly.
"You know I never quite knew if that was real. Of course I wouldn't know because I have never received one but that doesn't mean there isn't one. Oh no what happens if I get a Troll in everything? I'll have to repeat or maybe they'll make me drop out! Ginny if I repeat you have to stay with me okay? I swear in Transfiguration I got more than 6 wrong. Does that mean I fail? What happens if I only get an Exceeds Expectations? What happens if I get less than 12 NEWTs? What hap-"
"Hermione shut up!" Ginny said exasperatingly. "There is no such thing as a Troll; therefore you cannot get a Troll in everything. You are just about the smartest witch in the year so there is no way you can repeat and even if you did of course I would stick with you. Transfiguration is your best subject so you will obviously get an Outstanding, just like with every other subject okay?"
Hermione nodded and took a deep breathe, shooting a grateful look at Ginny.
"Oh good, I didn't think I would get a Troll. But of course I hope I get enough NEWTs, my parents would be disappointed if I didn't do well. They're very big on results you know, then again so am I so-"
"Hermione. . ." Harry warned.
Ginny laughed and threw a handful of grass at her. "Relax Mione, it means we can too." She said. Hermione had been impossible to get along with for the past weeks because of the exams. If you saw her coming everyone would instantly find a reason to leave – even Ron.
"Did you just throw grass at me?" Hermione sputtered in astonishment.
"I can't believe you just threw grass at me!" Hermione said.
Ginny opened her mouth to answer but a lone figure near the castle distracted her. A blonde-haired, familiar figure. Ginny involuntarily stiffened; a shiver went through her body.
Ever since she had gotten that letter back from Madam Maxime their already shaky friendship had gotten worse. Ginny had been so confused that she had gone to Dumbledore, who had merely looked mysteriously at her and had said there was a mistake and not to worry about it because he would talk to Madam Maxime.
But Ginny had worried about it.
Something wasn't right about Louise. She had no flaws, she had suddenly appeared, she never got any letters from family and no one seemed know her outside of Hogwarts. Of course there was also the time all those months ago where she had almost died for no apparent reason. Now there was something odd about that all by itself. But she had the feeling that Louise was hiding something, something big. And all the other things just tied into it.
So slowly Ginny had started talking less and less to Louise, not sitting with her that often and replacing her with Luna. She would acknowledge her with a nod or something whenever she saw her but that was basically it. Their friendship had already started dying from the moment Louise had told her all those months ago after the Quidditch trials that she didn't want to talk about something. Something about her parents.
"Ginny?" Ron asked, shaking her out of her thoughts.
"Let's head over to the lake, Luna and Neville could use the company," Ginny said absently as she got up unsteadily, thinking that there would be less chance of Louise spotting them if they did.
Ron's hands balled into fists, his happy grin fading quickly.
"And why would we want to sit with him?" he asked acidly.
"Because if you don't I'll use the same curse Hermione used on Marietta if you do," she snapped, not in the mood for having Ron torment Neville.
"If he tries anything. . ." Ron grumbled as he got up.
"Then I will personally make his life hell, not you. I told you I had forgiven him because he did something for me and if I've forgiven him, you've forgiven him." Ginny finished, giving her brother look for look.
Ron held up his hands in defeat, still muttering slightly but not so loud that Ginny could hear him.
"Whew I wouldn't like to get on the bad side of you," Harry said seriously as he entwined his hand with hers and they headed over to the lake.
"You already have." Ginny reminded him, with a slight grin.
Harry rubbed the eye that Ginny had punched. "Oh yes," he said darkly. "I do remember that, my head was ringing for days after you punched me. Malfoy took a special delight in telling me how I was beat up by a girl."
Ginny didn't answer, only smiled up at him. Harry kissed her forehead, shielding the afternoon sun out of her eyes.
"I don't regret it then," she whispered, letting go of his hand and smiling at Luna and Neville. Ron and Hermione followed closely behind them, Ron glowering at Neville.
"Hi Ginny, Harry, Hermione. . ." Neville gulped. "…Ron."
Ron remained silent, ignoring Ginny's death stare. She stamped on his foot covertly, making him wince and yelp, "Hello."
"We were just talking about what we wanted to do when we finish school." Luna said conversationally as they all sat down.
"Quidditch." Harry said instantly as he lay down on the long grass.
"Trust. . ." Hermione mumbled, rolling her eyes at him.
"Well what do you want to be then?" Harry asked defensively.
"Well. . ."
"Promise not to laugh?" Hermione asked nervously.
They all nodded with interest, getting comfortable.
"I want to teach. . . here." Hermione said quickly, looking down at her lap.
"Seriously?" Luna asked, her huge eyes widening.
"Yes, I want to teach Transfiguration, or Defence Against the Dark Arts if McGonagall is still teaching."
"Well I want to be an Auror." Ron said confidently.
"That could be good actually, I used to want to be one." Harry said with interest.
"What about you Luna?" Hermione asked.
"I think I want to work at St. Mungo's." Luna said thoughtfully. A painful look crossed Neville's face and Luna's hand sneaked into his, giving it a small squeeze.
"What about you?" she asked him.
"I'm not really sure," Neville said quietly. "Sometimes I want to be an Auror too, but then I remember what happened to my parents."
Nobody said anything, only gave him sympathetic heartfelt glances as Luna gave his hand another squeeze.
"You wanted to be a teacher or something didn't you Gin?" Luna asked.
"I did-do want to be teacher. I just don't know what for. Though sometimes I think I want to sing." She said thoughtfully.
"You could sing you know, you have a good voice." Hermione said matter-of-factly.
Ginny nodded her head; a fresh wind flew across her face smelling of summer after rain. She could sing, but it wouldn't take her very far. She wanted to do something different.
"Hi guys," said a soft voice from behind them.
"Hey Lou." Luna said warmly. Ginny looked down at the grass and nodded. "Have a seat; we're talking about the future."
"Sounds fun." Louise said as she sat next to Hermione.
"So what do you want to be?" Luna asked.
"I want to help people." Louise said after a pause.
"Isn't that something that Muggles do?" Luna said, wrinkling her nose.
"Physiatrists." Hermione said helpfully.
"Yeah those." Luna said, turning back to Louise.
"No, I want to help people, to guide them." Louise said, not elaborating any further.
Ginny raised her eyebrows, still staring at the ground. There was something odd about the sentence, but she couldn't quite place it.
"Like some sort of healer?" Ron asked, furrowing his brow in confusion.
"No." was the quiet reply. They all fell silent for a while, just content to sit together in peace after so many hectic weeks.
"I want to move in together after school finishes." Harry said whispered to her presently.
Her head was lying in the crook of his neck and he reached for her hand and gripped it gently. She looked up at the sky; it was one of those beautiful summer skies. Not the icy winter ones, or the cloudy autumn ones, or the light empty spring sky but the deep warm blue of summer. A few clouds drifted in the distance slowly, the pure white contrasting against the blue.
"I wouldn't mind that," Ginny said with a smile. "But I think Mum would." She added with a chuckle.
"I mean it though Ginny, I want to spend my life with you. That may sound weird because we're so young but I love you. We've been together six months now."
Ginny sucked in her breath. That was the first time he had said those three little words the whole time they had been together. I want to marry you, she thought but didn't say. She was only sixteen but both she and Harry knew they had something special. They had been through a lot this year.
"Me too," she said instead as she shifted closer and breathed in his scent.
Harry smiled and glanced over at Louise. "What's happening with you and Louise? You never speak anymore." He asked softly.
"We just drifted apart." She said sadly, finally looking at Louise. She was sitting apart from everyone with an undecipherable expression on her face, watching everyone. Ron and Hermione had got up and wandered a few wait away and were currently wrapped in a strong hug. Luna and Neville were talking about something amusing by the way they were both smiling and laughing.
"Hey guys, say cheese!" a voice called suddenly. Hermione and Ron turned to look at Colin Creevey in front of all of them, still hugging and smiling. Luna turned in surprise as Neville, in even more surprise, promptly fell of the rock and fell backwards into the lake. Harry and Ginny didn't turn in time and they heard the click of the camera and Colin's whoop of joy.
"That should be great." He said eagerly, taking the photo and shaking it. Neville had broken to the surface and was sputtering for breath. Luna looked horrified and was reaching out her hands to bring him in. Unfortunately she slipped too and slipped headfirst into the cool water. Ron was laughing and went to the edge to help them.
"Nice." He laughed as he held out a hand to Luna. She gave him an evil grin and pulled his and as he too toppled into the water. As well as Hermione who was still holding his hand.
"What was that for?" Ron sputtered. Hermione was gasping in shock while Luna and Neville laughed uproariously. Ron ran out of the water and dragged an unsuspecting Harry in.
"I would have thought you would put up more of a fight." Ginny teased him. She stiffened as Louise came and stood by her.
"Sorry Ginny." She said seriously. Then she suddenly grabbed her as Ron and Harry ran in and picked her up. She kicked and screamed, demanding to be put down. But it was no use as they threw her into the water unmercifully.
"You're dead." She said as they cannon balled in beside her. Her robes were weighing her down but she ignored them as she jumped on top of Harry and proceeded to almost drown them.
"Louise get in here!" Luna yelled in the middle of the water fight a few minutes later.
"I can't!" said the laughing Louise. "I have to go see Dumbledore about something." She said. She stopped by Colin and he handed her the photo, she smiled at it and then pocketed it.
She made her way up to the castle and towards the Headmaster's office. She came to a stop in front of the gargoyle and put her hand on it for a second. It sprung aside instantaneously and she walked inside.
Albus Dumbledore looked up as she entered.
"Ah, Miss Legna. How are you?"
"I'm fine Albus, but I need a favour for tonight." She said. Dumbledore didn't even bat an eyelid at her calling him by his first name as he nodded.
"I cannot believe I have one more day at Hogwarts," Harry said that evening in the common room.
"I can't believe I'm going into 7th year." Ginny countered. Everyone was relaxing in the common and Harry was lying on the couch with his head in her lap. Ron was ranting to Dean about how the Chudley Cannons had only lost because the Referee was biased. Dean looked not much less that extremely bored. Hermione was at a meeting for the Heads and Prefects that was called up suddenly about five minutes ago. Neville and Colin were playing Exploding Snap on the floor, and you could hear them randomly shouting out as the cards exploded.
"So you're going to try out for Quidditch?" Ginny asked him, closing her eyes and laying her head back on the arm of the couch.
Harry didn't get the chance to answer as Hermione came running into the common room from the portrait. She looked slightly anxious.
"Back so soon?" Ron called out as he got up off the floor. "Didn't you only leave three minutes ago?"
"Something has. . . happened. . . everyone. . . Hall right now," She panted. Everyone had stopped what they were doing and were looking at her oddly, although a few of the first years looked frightened.
"Now everyone!" Hermione shouted as she ran upstairs to get everyone out of their dorms.
"Wonder what's going on." Ginny said as they headed to the Hall.
"Me too." Harry said grimly, herding several 2nd years out the door.
As they reached the entrance to the Hall, they saw a very disapproving and annoyed McGonagall directing students inside.
"What's happening?" Ron asked as they came closer.
"The Headmaster has organised a. . . surprise." McGonagall said in an irritated voice.
They all exchanged glances, Hermione looking less worried now and more curious. As they came piling in they noticed that all the other houses were already there and waiting. Waiting for the man standing in front of them to say something.
People were whispering furiously, nudging and shoving, muttering under their breath. Dumbledore simply clasped his hands together and waited with a benign smile on his face for the noise to stop.
The whispering came to a stop presently and they all waited for him to speak.
But he didn't.
He waved his wand and suddenly the room was covered in the same sleeping bags as they had had in 3nd year when Sirius Black was on the loose. People looked around in confusement, waiting for an explanation or something to happen. But nothing happened and there was no explanation. Dumbledore lowered his half-moon glasses at them as his secretive yet always twinkling blue eyes looked at them all with merriment.
"Sleep tight." He said, glancing at Louise before turning away with a swish of robes and disappearing.
"Am I missing something?" Ron asked, bewilderment showing on his freckled face.
"Just as much as everyone else. . ." Hermione trailed off. "In the meeting they only said to gather your houses and take them quickly down to the Hall."
Everyone else was looking just as puzzled as they were, talking to their friends and looking worriedly at the closed entrance doors. Professor McGonagall had also disappeared as had every teacher who had been present. Ginny watched as several 4th years walked boldly over to the doors and opened them. But they never made it past the doors as they were flung backwards into various sleeping bags that closed on them.
"Why in Merlin's name would they want to lock us in the Great Hall?" Ginny exploded.
"I believe Alb-Dumbledore thought we would like a surprise for the end of the year." Louise said calmly.
Hermione's Head Girl instincts began to take over and she cupped her hands over mouth and yelled over the noise,
"Everyone in bed now! No talking!"
"Hermione!" Ron whispered furiously and pulled her backwards by her arm.
"You can't tell them to be quiet!" he said in a scandalised voice, casting nervous looks at the still puzzled students.
"Why on earth not Ron?" she answered, snatching her hand back and crossing her arms. She raised an eyebrow quizzically when he didn't answer straight away and turned back to direct everyone.
Ron grabbed her again. "Because if you do they will get revenge. Think about it Mione. We're in the Hall with no teachers and basically no rules, which means if you boss them around they will get us when we're asleep."
"Ron that is the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard! They're going to thank me for this just-"
She never got to finish her sentence as something hit her in the back of her head. Something soft, squishy and large.
Hermione whirled around instantly. The whole crowd had gone silent. They watched her calmly from their spots, eyes glancing from the person who had thrown the pillow and Hermione's increasingly red face.
"Who. Threw. That?" she asked slowly and deliberately.
"Well someone had to Mudblood, you weren't quite correct you see. I believe you were under the impression you were doing us a favour by bossing us around. See, we don't want you talking about shutting us up. We want you talking about how you're going to shut up." Malfoy's cold, sneering voice said as he cut through the thick silence.
Hermione had no time to answer as two pillows hit Draco Malfoy hard in the stomach.
"Basically Malfoy, we don't even want you talking." Harry said pleasantly. Hermione stifled a giggle at Malfoys's stunned expression. She picked up a pillow and threw it at him. It hit him with no force whatsoever and Malfoy just blinked. Ron buried his head in his hands and groaned.
"Completely ruined the effect." He muttered under his breath.
"Ron!" Ginny said, picking up a pillow and whacking him. "Don't be so mean. Just because Hermione can't throw for beans doesn't mean you can insult her." She said with a grin. Hermione looked very offended.
"Look everyone, this is getting ridiculous. Just get into your sle-" Hermione was awarded by another pillow at her head.
"Now really," she said with her hands on her hips. "Is that necessary?" She glared at Ginny, who pointed to Harry, who pointed to Ron, who pointed to a small and scared looking 2nd year. The second year then shrugged and threw a pillow at Dennis Creevy. Dennis Creevy threw one at his brother who was too busy taking a photo to duck. So Colin then threw one back at Dennis but it hit Crabbe instead. Crabbe stood there for a second blinking then looked at Malfoy for instructions. Malfoy threw up his hands in annoyance and walked away.
Hermione lost her patience and threw several pillows at her friends. "This is going to turn into some school-wide pillow fight, and then you'll be sorry."
Ginny's eyes widened with delight, taking Hermione's words in. She looked up and saw that Louise was looking at her with a glimmer of a smile on her lips. Try as she may, Ginny couldn't help but grin back. Louise lifted her hand up slowly and held up three fingers. Then two. Then one.
They both ran forward and dived on top of their target. Luna Lovegood.
"Ah! Stop! Ouch. . . what was that for?" Luna squealed, trying to beat them away. Neville, her knight in shining armour, tried to come to her rescue but was intervened by a very gleefully grinning Ron.
"Hello Neville." He said softly. Neville stammered something incoherent and backed away slowly. Fortunately Hermione saw what her boyfriend was doing and next thing he knew she had leapt on top of him and was beating him with a pillow.
"Should. . . be setting. . . an. . . example." Hermione said as she beat him unmercifully with the pillow.
"Ouch Mione! Shouldn't you be setting an example?" Ron yelled, rubbing his head.
Hermione stopped and thought about this.
"I'm sorry." She said in a nervous voice, backing away from Ron. Ron stood up and cupped his hands around his mouth.
"EVERYONE ON HERMIONE!" he yelled. Hermione shrieked and tried to avoid the hundreds of people that came rushing towards her.
And that was all it took. People threw themselves into the fight kicking, screaming, yelling and laughing. Everyone joined in, even throwing some of the sleeping bags. Pillows were flying through the air and people laughing and screaming echoed off the stone walls of the Hall.
Ginny laughed alongside Louise. She looked at her for a second. Standing next to her now she got the feeling that if they really tried, they could go back to being friends. Really tried. Louise must have sensed Ginny looking at her because she turned her head and stared back at her. They stood there in the middle of the fight, not saying anything. Ginny looked into her grey-blue eyes, getting the feeling they were telling her something. Something she needed to know.
Before they could say anything Ginny was whisked away by Harry, who had picked her up and spun her around. She laughed and demanded him to put her down.
"As you wish my lady." He said with a bow as he put her on her feet.
"Now, I don't believe I've got you with a pillow yet." Harry said with a grin.
"Catch me if you can!" Ginny shouted as she ran through the crowd.
Albus Dumbledore chuckled merrily from his spot behind the crack in the Great Hall doors. Louise glanced at him from her spot on the floor where she had been attacked by Luna and Neville with pillows. She nodded in thanks as he closed the doors with a gentle pull.
"Mmm. . . no I don't own a Niffler." Harry mumbled into his sleeping bag.
"HARRY!" Ginny whispered loudly.
"What. . . Ginny. . . what are you doing?"
"Come on." Ginny whispered.
"What time is it?" Harry asked groggily, as he got up anyway. The Hall was pitch black apart from a single candle by the doors.
"Just follow me." Ginny answered.
They both crept over the bodies littered all over the floor. The pillow war had lasted well over 2 hours and everyone had fallen asleep instantly afterwards they were so tired.
"The doors won't open." Harry said. "There's some sort of charm on them remember?"
Ginny reached forwards and opened the doors.
Harry made a face and followed her out.
Instead of going up the stairs she headed out the front doors. It was pouring down outside. There was no thunder or lightening to make it interesting, just buckets of rain falling down. The sky was dark and huge, never seeming to end. There were no stars yet you couldn't see the clouds.
"We're not going out there are we?" Harry asked dubiously.
"Surely you don't want to spend your last night at Hogwarts sleeping and doing something normal?" Ginny asked as she stepped outside.
"I wouldn't call a pillow fight in the Great Hall normal." Harry said dryly, though he grinned at her.
Ginny grabbed his hand and ran out into the rain. She let go and sun around, holding her arms out to the sky. She stuck out her tongue and let the rain fall on it, still spinning.
Harry kicked a puddle of water at her, jumping as she did it back to him.
"Raindrops are falling on my head," Ginny sung, dodging another shoot of water he kicked at her. "But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turning red."
"Crying's not for me," Harry sung in an atrocious voice.
"Cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complaining." Ginny joined in with him.
"I hate this song." Harry said. Ginny ran and stomped in a puddle right near him, flinging wet muddy water all over him.
"That was uncalled for." Harry exclaimed as he grabbed her around the middle and dropped her gently in a puddle.
"So was. . ." Ginny trailed off. She had caught sight of one of the windows. Someone was staring down at them. She squinted her eyes and almost gasped. What on earth was Louise doing up there? She blinked and the person was gone. Like she had imagined it. Had she?
"So was what?" Harry prodded her, sitting down in the puddle with her.
"Nothing." She smiled as she jumped up, casting one last glance at the window. "I just thought of another song."
"I'm singing in the rain, just singing in the rain. What a glorious feeling, I'm happy again." Ginny sung loudly. Harry groaned and covered his ears.
"Anything but that song." He pleaded.
"What's wrong with this song? Everyone sings it when it's raining." Ginny said, offended.
"Oh." Ginny shrugged. "Oh well. I've a smile on my face; I'll walk down the lane with a happy refrain. Singing, singing in the rain!" Harry growled and ran at her. She screamed then laughed as he slipped and fell in another puddle.
"Smooth." She teased, walking up beside him. He made no answer.
"Harry?" Ginny asked nervously. She knelt down next to him, trying to turn him over.
"Harry? Harry!" she yelled. Harry suddenly flung open his eyes and pulled her down next to him, then started tickling her.
"No! No. . . please stop. . .now! Please!" Ginny gasped, laughing hysterically.
"You sound like a banshee you know?" Harry said with a smirk, lying on his back on the wet ground. Ginny lay beside him, still gasping for breath.
She shook her head at him, giggling. Harry rolled his eyes and stared up at the sky, still pouring down on them heavily.
Ginny started moving her legs and arms beside him suddenly, back and forth, back and forth.
"What are you doing?" Harry asked as he sat up.
"Making a mud angel." Ginny answered, still moving her arms and legs. Harry watched her shining face, falling even more in love with her every minute.
"What are you doing now?" he asked her when she had stopped moving.
"Thinking how I am going to manage getting up."
"Just get up." Harry said.
"I'll ruin the angel." Came the obstinate reply.
Harry looked at her for a second before reaching out his hand and taking hers. She lifted her head quizzically at him.
"Hold on to me." He said as he pulled her up carefully. Ginny turned around and looked at her flawless angel. Her eyes went from Harry to the angel in amazement.
"I've never made one of those without ruining it by putting a handprint in it." She said in awe.
"Now you have." Harry said with a smile.
Ginny dropped her jaw and hugged him suddenly, knocking him backwards.
"Ouch." He said, grinning weakly at her.
"I think I'm crazy about you." She whispered in his ear.
Harry pulled back and looked at her for a second. A trace of a smile reached his lips, making his eyes shine. "Well that's good." He said as he watched the corners of her lips go skyward. "See, I'm sort of fond of you myself." He said, hugging her tighter, knocking his glasses askew.
She chuckled appreciatively. "Come on, we're going to freeze to death."
They walked up the slippery steps to the entrance doors, their sopping robes weighing them down and hair dripping on their faces. Harry turned the doorhandle.
Then turned it again.
"Locked?" Ginny asked, in a voice that plainly said she hoped it was exactly the opposite.
Harry pushed his hair out of his eyes and groaned. "You don't happen to have your wand on you do you?" he asked hopefully. Ginny shook her head, flinging water everywhere.
Harry sighed and slumped down against the doors. Ginny looked around, trying to find something or someone to help them. Failing at this, she sunk down next to Harry. The rain still hadn't let up and the sky was as dark as ebony.
Then she started to laugh.
Really laugh. Not a quiet giggle or a happy chuckle, but a loud, rocking laughter.
Harry stared. "Why are you. . . laughing?" he asked in bewilderment.
"Because. . . we're stuck. . . out here. . . for the rest of. . . the night." Ginny managed out between laughs. Harry bit back a grin and pulled her closer. They leant their heads together and stared out at the rain.
"Singin in the rain, just singin in the rain. . ." Ginny hummed softly as they both gradually drifted off.
"Mmmph. . ." Hermione mumbled, opening sleep-filled eyes. She groaned and sat up, her back and neck feeling stiff because of sleeping on the floor. All around her groggy-eyed students were rising slowly. They all looked slightly confused to be waking up where they usually had meals. Hermione looked behind her and smiled at the tightly curled up Ron a few feet away. He looked like a huge, overgrown baby.
Luna and Neville were both snuggled together on top of a few pillows and a sleeping bag; both had happy, contented looks on their faces. Colin Creevy was at her feet, hugging his camera protectively to him and snoring loudly. Louise was tucked inside her sleeping bag, only her golden hair visible. Harry and Ginny were. . .
Nowhere? Hermione thought in surprise. She looked around, feeling less sleepy by the second. Seeing no sight of them, she crawled over to Ron hurriedly.
"Ron, wake up!" she said.
Ron mumbled something incoherent and rolled over onto his stomach. Hermione rolled him back over and shook him.
"Geroff me Mione!" he said, waking up with a start.
"Ron, did Ginny and Harry go back up to the tower last night?" Hermione asked.
Ron opened his eyes instantly, upon hearing something about his best friend and his sister.
"Nooo. . ." he said suspiciously, sitting up and looked around.
"Well they're not in here." Hermione said.
Ron's eyes narrowed. "If he's tried anything with her. . ." he threatened.
"Oh Ron get over it, you need to give Ginny space to breathe you know."
"Well then why did you wake me up and tell me they were gone?" Ron asked her.
Hermione looked taken aback. "I don't know." She said, puzzled. "Why did I tell you?"
Ron sprung up with an agility he shouldn't have had after just waking up and pushed past people to the doors. Hermione got up and chased after him. He thundered up the stairs and up into the tower. Hermione waited outside the portrait, not wanting to be present. He came striding out, looking perplexed.
"Ron, you are completely overreacting." Hermione stated as he ran down the Hall. She sighed and walked after him, feeling sorry for Ginny and Harry when he found them.
10 minutes later Ron had been all over the castle and still hadn't found them. Hermione had given up and was sitting outside the Great Hall doors, shaking her head in slight amusement.
Ron came rushing down the stairs. "They're nowhere!" he said in frustration. "I checked the library, broom closets, Room of Requirement. . ."
"Broom closets?" Hermione said with a smile.
Ron had the grace to blush. "So maybe they weren't in there, but still."
His face lit up. "Quidditch Pitch!" he almost yelled.
He flung open the front doors and stepped back in shock as Ginny and Harry, who had been sleeping against the doors, fell backwards.
"What the?" he asked, coming closer. Hermione got up and walked over to them, eyed wide.
Ginny opened her eyes, her vision blurry. Something red was in her vision but she couldn't quite make out what it was.
"ACHOO!" she sneezed, her vision clearing. The first thing she saw was a very red upside-down Ron Weasley staring down at her.
"Good morning." She said weakly, smiling winningly. Harry had woken up as well and was now trying to slowly back away from Ron. Unfortunately he started coughing and sneezing, causing Ron to notice him.
Ginny sniffed as she sat up, shivering in her still damp robes. Damn, cold. She thought, coughing.
"And I suppose it was a good night." Ron said, narrowing his eyes.
Ginny rolled her eyes, seeing where this was going. "No Ron, we just wanted to see the rain and when we tried to get back in the doors were locked."
"A likely story." Ron scoffed. Ginny's eyes flared, she was sick of her brother's protectiveness.
"Ron. . ." she said threateningly.
"Ginny, go back up to your dorm now." Ron began, ignoring the tell-tale signs of his sister's temper being ignited.
"Ronald Weasley," she began, her eyes glowing. Ron took a step backwards. "Don't you dare boss me around, I am sixteen years old and you should know that." She had advanced on Ron, who was steadily walking backwards away from her.
"Now you can either leave us alone, or act normally." She said carefully, eyes blazing. Ron nodded mutely. Ginny opened her mouth to say something else but instead a gigantic sneeze rocked her body.
Ginny opened her mouth again to speak, but closed it again and let out a laugh, her eyes mirthful. Harry snorted and Ron let out a whoop. They all cracked up laughing, getting strange looks from people coming out of the Hall.
Ginny looked in the mirror.
This year had changed her so much, she reflected. When she looked at herself, she couldn't see any traces of the old Ginny. The Ginny who had died because she didn't know how to live.
But all the things that had happened this year had changed her too. Louise, Quidditch, Harry, losing her memory, being lied too, coming close to death. But she wouldn't change anything for the world. When she woke up in the morning she was excited, instead of the deep dread she had when she had woken up before.
She took one last look in the mirror before heading down to the common room. The train was leaving in about an hour, and everyone was saying their goodbyes, especially the 7th years. She walked down the stairs, finding the room empty. She took in the sight of the red and gold room for the last time for two months, thinking of all that had taken place here this year.
She walked out of the common room and through the portrait hole.
"See you soon Virginia!" the Fat Lady called from her painting. Ginny waved and nodded, before turning around and continuing on her way. She sniffled and coughed again, cursing her cold.
As she was walking towards down the hall, she heard some shouting and glasses clinking. Curiously, she sidetracked to find the source of the noise. It seemed to be coming from an empty classroom on her left. She opened the door quietly and peered inside.
A very drunk Ron and Harry met her eyes, laughing and shouting merrily.
"Gin Gin!" Ron said, catching sight of her in the doorway.
"What are you guys doing?" she moaned, walking inside and shutting the door behind her.
"Saying everyone's names backwards." Ron said, taking another swig of his drink.
"Butterbeer?" Ginny asked in disbelief, catching sight of the bottle. "You can't get drunk on Butterbeer!"
"Unless you mix it with Firewhisky." Ron said.
"- and Rocketgin."
"- and Skrewtrum."
Ginny threw up her hands in despair.
"See, you're Ynnig Yelsaew, I'm Nor Yelsaew and Harry is Yrrah Rettop." Ron said.
"Yup, I'm you're a redtop." Harry laughed, having another gulp. He coughed and sneezed, still suffering from the cold.
"Who else is there mate?" Ron asked. "Anul Doogevol – Haha! Anul! Anal!" he said, laughing.
Harry laughed stupidly with him, they would stop for a second and one of them would yell out "Anal!" and they would crack up again. Ginny shook her head in amusement.
"There's you're friend too Gin, what's her name? Laura?"
"Yeah her. She would be Esiuol. . . What's her last name again?"
"Legna." Ginny said.
"That would make it -"
"Angel!" Ginny breathed in, her mind racing frantically. Her mind was reliving mental pictures.
Louise in an angel outfit for Halloween. . .
Louise's angelic golden features. . .
Louise lying down with her hair fanned out around her head like a halo. . .
Louise having no relatives. . .
The letter from Madam Maxime saying there was no Louise Legna at Beauxbatons. . .
"That's a funny last name backwards isn't it?" Ron guffawed. "Hey Gin! Gin, where are you going?"
Ginny didn't answer, she sprinted downstairs and outside, to where she had seen Louise last. She tore across the grounds to where Luna and Neville were sitting.
"Where's Louise?" she asked desperately.
"She said she was going to see you." Luna said in surprise. Ginny spun around without answering, running back up to the common room.
She burst inside the portrait hole, ignoring the "Back so soon?" from the Fat Lady.
She ran up the stairs two at a time and ran into her dorm.
It was empty. Ginny let out a moan of frustration and sagged against the door. Her eyes came to a rest at something lying on her bed.
Ginny walked over to it, recognising it as the letter Louise had given her for her birthday all that time ago. She had forgotten all about it.
On top was a single white feather. Ginny picked it up and studied it; it seemed to be giving off an enthralling glow.
She picked up the letter and opened it slowly and began to read.
Do not worry about not being able to say goodbye. That was how I wished it to be. Let me explain. You see, I started this year with a mission.
That mission was you.
I did succeed in that mission, but not altogether the way I had planned. I had wanted for us to part on good terms, because it would be the last time I would ever see you. Unfortunately, I think you guessed something was not quite right about me. Therefore we slowly drifted apart. I couldn't leave however, until things were perfect in your life. Which they are now.
If you haven't guessed yet what I withheld from you, then I will tell you now. Every single person has a supernatural being watching over them, be they good or bad. Those beings have been alive for billions of years, watching over everyone. We're rarely talked about; oddly enough we're talked about the most by non-magical folk. Though this is mostly in jest.
To everyone else I am just one of those beings. But to you, I am your guardian angel. Now, do not laugh and roll your eyes Ginny – because I know you are.
Ginny smiled, it was so like Louise to know exactly what she was doing and feeling. Now she knew why.
Did you ever wonder why I chose you and only you to be my friend straight away? Did you ever wonder why I was always helping you? Did you ever wonder why I worked so hard to show everyone else the Ginny underneath the shadow?
A guardian angel cannot save someone from physical harm, no matter what people say. If this was untrue, do you think I would have hesitated in giving your memory back or saving you when you fell of your broom? No, a guardian angel does what I did. I showed you how to let your true colours shine, how to show everyone else how special you were. I could already see all that.
Another thing I must tell you is that a guardian angel can only appear once in your life to rescue you. But they are never not there. You probably wondering why I chose to come to you so young, when something may happen later on in life and I won't be able to help you. But I will always be able to help you, just not in body. I'm kind of like a conscience to you now. You can just hear my voice, speaking softer than anyone else.
But I think a question you really want answered is what happened to me around Halloween, when you mistook me for dead.
I have to be able to talk with my sisters, to connect with them. Sometimes this can go wrong. This happens rarely, but it is possible. My sisters tried to connect with me so I had to quickly run somewhere else, because I go into a state of unconsciousness when I connect. Unfortunately my sisters had begun to connect, causing me to fall into unconsciousness while I was still running. I reached the common room, almost slipping into unconsciousness when I fell over.
It is dangerous to hurt yourself in physical form when connecting. And I did one of the worst possible injuries: my head. I was still able to connect with my sisters but I was unable to wake up. Albus Dumbledore was the only one to guess what was going on after he took me to his office. He spent the whole time trying to heal me and wake me up. When he finally did I had to explain.
The last thing I need to say is about the feather.
It's a healing feather, but it can do many other things. I cannot tell you these things because you will have to work them out for yourself. It has come from my own wings and no matter how much you try; you cannot lose it once you have touched it. It is with you forever.
I wish you a wonderful life Ginny, but no matter what I will be there sharing it with you.
PS – I hope you enjoy the photo.
Ginny dropped the letter, not moving from her position on the bed. She picked up the photo which had fallen out of the envelope and looked at it. It was the picture of all of them by the lake yesterday. Ron and Hermione were wrapped in a hug, smiling and waving and the picture. She and Harry were lying on the grass together, her head in the crook of his neck. She laughed when she saw Neville, in the process of falling into the lake while a shocked Luna stared at him.
Louise was in the far corner of the photo, though not look at it. She was watching everyone with a secret smile on her face, though her expression was unreadable. The sunlight fell on her hair, making it go golden. Ginny felt a tear fall down her cheek, leaving a wet salty trail down her face.
She fingered the feather absently, stroking its silky sides. A shout interrupted her thoughts. She started suddenly, clutching the letter, feather and photo to her chest.
It was time to leave.
She walked down slowly, still not coming to terms with what she had just discovered. She met her brother, Harry and Hermione at the doors.
"Ready?" Harry asked, as she stuffed the envelope containing the feather, letter and photo into her robes.
"Yeah. How come you two are sober? Shouldn't you be extremely drunk or hung over?" she asked curiously.
Ron and Harry cast sheepish looks at a glaring Hermione.
"Mione here fixed up a potion for us." Ron said, looking at the floor.
"Ah…" Ginny said with a smile, winking at Hermione. Hermione couldn't help but look amused.
"Where's Louise?" Harry asked as they started walking to the train.
"Uh, she's left. You know – being an exchange student and all." Ginny lied.
They walked past the lake. Harry chose that moment to have a sneezing fit.
"Damn . . . cold." He muttered between sneezes. Ginny laughed. Harry frowned all of a sudden.
"Ginny how come your cold's gone?" he asked, stopping.
Ginny stopped as well. It was gone. She hadn't sneezed or coughed since she had held the. . .
"Feather." She whispered.
"Huh? Feather?" Ron said, he and Hermione had stopped as well.
"Um, I mean. . . whether or not I have a cold. . . you still do." Ginny asked meekly.
"Yesss." Harry said, looking at her oddly.
All of a sudden Ginny caught sight of something in the sky. Something that she could only just see, peeking through the huge white puffy clouds. She stared up at it as it soared gracefully upwards and onwards. She smiled and waved, though knowing Louise wouldn't see her. But she was wrong; the figure raised a tiny arm in the air and then continued on.
"Ginny? What are you waving at?" Harry asked, looking at the sky.
"Just my guardian angel." She said.
Harry laughed, "Tell her I say bye." He joked.
"I think she already knows." Ginny said, turning to him.
She looped her arms around him, watching Ron and Hermione run towards the train. Something hit her there and then.
"What about me?" she asked no one in particular.
"What about you?" Harry answered.
"I'm going to all on my own next year. No brothers, no Hermione, no Louise and no you." She said a bit sadly.
Harry squeezed her shoulders. "You'll be seeing me next year, I promise it."
Ginny smiled up at him as she drew him into a kiss.
I've really been touched by an angel, were her last thoughts.
[a/n and there you have it everyone. *tear* so much for not feeling sad, because I am now. Wow, now that was another REALLY long chapter. *whoops* Now I am expecting every single person to review now. For the people who have been reading this but not reviewing, its time to press that purple button and tell me what you think. For the wonderful, amazing people who reviewed almost every chapter… I'm expecting LONG reviews telling me what you thought about this chapter. Thanks again to everyone who's stuck with me on this. I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Oooh! And thanks VERY MUCH to the person who gave me the idea for a school wide pillow fight!! I don't know who you are or if you're still reading it because I have such terrible memory but thank you!
Thanks to: solar, bballgirl02, Mep, Hermionehp110, PureWhiteLilly, Kay Spring, licky, Seeker Ginny, dolphingirl79, Ronaholic, cggeek241, rattyrowe, US HP Fan, Fancyeyes, Jlatmil1, Londonlover, starlight-aurora.
Drew – you know I even have a slight respect for people who review while logged in. people like you who are cowards are exactly that – cowards. I find flamers one of the lowest forms of people who waste their time reviewing something they don't like. Its silly and ridiculous. I hope you get a life and stop wasting mine.
Squeak4ever – yes you are right about Louise so well done on that. Although I did ask people not to say in their reviews.
Lunatic ladybug – I'm terrible at hand-eye coordination lmao. Don't worry you are not "blur" for not realising her secret. It was fairly hard. I have no doubt that you read every chapter.
Magic sparkle 1 – so were you right? Did you guess her secret? Thank-you for not putting it on your review. So many people did that and I got so pissed off. So thank-you.
Kat Davi – usually you give such long reviews! Anyway, let me know what you think.
Bekah Tahiri Solo BTS – well done – I was hoping some people would catch that.
Happynutcase – you're like me, I'm strangely obsessed with death too. *high five* Fortunately I didn't die on camp, although I came very close. *twitches* Lol, you're keeping count of how many times Ginny hurts people – good on you! But no there is no pattern.
Queen Anne of N.O – I hope I didn't offend you then! I remember seeing an Irish Dance once and cracking up. It was very amusing.
Hannah – the song is by Shannon Noll (our runner up for Australian Idol) although he didn't sing it originally. Some other person did. I adore Luna and Neville together; they seem made to be together to me. Was your theory about Lou right?
Luvhp224 – I gave a big satisfied sigh when it came to answering your review(s). I had been so upset we wouldn't speak again. Yes, I did erase my reply to you because I was so ashamed of it, so no you are not going crazy. The school camp was a nightmare, I had to be paired with someone I barely knew. You;ve read Saving Francesca too?! I adore that book, it is one of my all time faves. Though their school camp was MUCH easier than ours. For one thing we were in tents no cabins. How's your hay fever going? Camp gave me a bad cold actually. But anyway, I worked hard on this chapter. It didn't flow as easily as the last one but I tried REALLY hard. I started at the top and checked grammar. Then I went back to the top and did detail. Then I went back and did spelling. And then I repeated it all. Tell me if it shows because I really hope it does. Now remember, no treading carefully because I want your honest opinion. But you have the last word here so use it wisely because I can defend myself. Don't just tell me about what was wrong but what you liked as well, I feel better if you at least say one thing you liked. I look forward to what you have to say eagerly and I also look forward to seeing you for the sequel. Thanks again for all the help on this fic, muchos gracias. Oh yes and a quote: "Have no friends not equal to yourself." – Confucious (relates to your pig quote which I really enjoyed)
Grimmauld – don't worry about it. I'm sorry the chapter isn't totally dedicated to you, if I had more it would be. I think Luna and Neville make a great couple too, so cute.
Nymphadora14 (LadyCandlelight – next time could you space it out? It lengthened the page so I had to keep moving it over. I'm glad you liked it but next time use spaces.
VoicezWithin – Yes, Hermione was a great little distracter wasn't she? The girl who cried in the Talent Quest was actually a real life experience (no it wasn't me), which is why I included it because it was so hilarious at the time. Crabbe and Goyle was just something I came up with on the spot – though funny too. Did you enjoy the pillow fight in this chapter too? I agree about Neville and Luna, they are so right for each other. With the parody, I'm not sure what I would base it on. I want to do one though still. No Louise was not a vampire, but it was an. . . interesting guess. Thanks for telling me about the bloopers, I went and fixed them. I think you gathered this was the last chapter and thanks for the long review too!
Abc – well as normal as their friendship can get when one is an angel.
Sarah Noisette – good guess about Louise, even though I asked people not to say in their reviews. The sequel should be around the same length and even better. I dedicated a bit of the chapter to you.
Ginny Potter08 – I would still love more fics! And thankyou for not putting what you thought Louise was in the chapter.
J Wish – thankyou for not telling your theory on Lou in your review. Hay that rhymed.
Swishy Willow Wand – I actually did notice you were missing. If you like my H/G fic you will LOVE "AgiVega"'s "If the Fates Allow". It's my all time favourite fic.
Laura Kay - *laughs* no definitely not a vampire. Was your theory correct? Yup in Australia we call it Talent Quest – and my friend and I won it at camp!! It's a sign… for something. About the Yule Ball: I know that but I couldn't be bothered to come up with another reason or name to have a ball. Oh well. Doesn't really matter. The song was by Shannon Noll (our runner up for Australian Idol) though he wasn't the person who originally sung it. Some other non-important person did.
Harrylover219 – yes you were a 100% correct but I did ask you not to say in the reviews.
secondatbat9 - *twitches* you keep changing your name! You are not stupid at all for not knowing the secret. Most people didn't.
ZagZig722 - why are you confused?
Eric2 – so what did you think of her secret?
HP-wannabe69 – I did ask in the last chapter for you not to say what she was. But you were right.
Midnightdreaming – I love that song too. *curses bush again* yup camp was a living hell but I still lived to talk and exaggerate about it lol. But what I sad up at the top is true. I have no talent for white water rafting.
Naz1 – that's very violent lmao. Bleeding on her dress? No Lou wasn't a ghost but it was a very good guess. Angel is close to it. I love Shannon's song, I hate him but I love that song!
Ahbahh – well you're right, she isn't very human at all. Because she's not! Good guess.
Dracoisahottie13 – the song is by Shannon Noll (our Australian idol runner up) though he didn't sing it originally. I am no where near to make up song like that! But I honoured you thought I had. Well camp sucked but I lived to tell about it =D It would be hilarious if I died and didn't get to do the last chapter. Hilarious. *laughs pointedly*
Ana Morales – you seem to love Louise as much as I do *whispers* she may even be in the sequel. *talks normally again* but I think this chapter answered your questions about her.
LunaMoon7 – Well this is the end. Yes, you were correct, Lou is an angel. The song Ginny was singing was called "What About Me" (sound familiar?) and it was sung by Shannon Noll who was the runner up of Australian Idol.
Yeoldcrazy1 – I'm glad you liked my symmetrical line, you were the only one who commented on it. Merci! Sorry there was no more Bree-bashing, but it was getting too long.
Deer boy – my didn't we have a nice long chat the other day? =D Hope the weird stalkers haven't scared you too much. It was even freaking me out! *shudders* I fall up the stairs too! I forgot to mention that when were talking. (Great minds. . . er trip alike?) Mmm snow *is jealous (again)* Hope to see you during the sequel!
Dk Lili – I'm glad you find the things I come up with funny. I try not to get too serious because serious and angsty stuff depresses me. Although sometimes I come up with great stuff when I'm depressed. The sequel should be even better than this though! Well I tried to hold on tight while rafting, but it didn't really stop me from capsizing, just falling out.
talkative22 – if you put me on author alerts it emails you straight away.
RebelRikki – I like the end of Let the Rain Fall Down. Tell me what you think of this chapter – tis another fave.
Tomato – I think sometimes I have too much attitude. I almost feel sorry for the flamers, but they really piss me off *squishes flamers beneath foot*
Crazed Chipmunk – published?? *blushes* wow thanks!
IndiaInk – California!? That is one of my most favourite places in the world. I've been there 5 times now! *victory dance* I lived in San Fran for a while, and I went to Yosemite (sp?) - that was fun. Except then while we were there (Yosemite) some bears stole some Hershey bars and went to the female toilets to eat them. Huge bears. Needless to say I realised just how loud I could scream when I went to go to the toilet at 3 am. *shudders*
Carmen – thank-you so much! You helped me think of the perfect title for this chapter! *hails*
Vampyre*BloodSuicide – where have you been? *hands on hips* I haven't seen you in ages… well you're just in time for the last chapter.
Lizzie Weasley – you have braces? You poor thing, they're horrible. (well to me they are at least) I had mine on for 2 and a half years! *twitches* I came close to murdering the dentist with his sharp wires and plier things he sticks in my mouth. Yup, Ginny the Pyromaniac. Kinda creepy ay? I have to say that the Talent Quest was slightly clichéd and nothing different. But I loved it and I wanted her to sing "What About Me" because that was always part of the plan. Oh and about Luna in Gryffindor Tower, *slaps head* I feel a bit stupid about that but oh well. Thanks for telling me though. It was a little quick, that bit you mentioned, but the chapter was getting way too long. I loved the broom ride too, they're so romantic *sighs* Well good luck for your try-outs and see you soon.
Icegirl-kat – you went on camp too? Well we went to Barrington tops and I hope you had a better time than I did. Anything would be better than mine. Yup I'm an aussie! But seriously how was your camp?
But I think it's time for me to give you the summary for the sequel. So here it is and once again thankyou!!
~~~~~ Ginny Weasley and Harry Potter walked out of each other's lives 5 years ago when she was 17 and had just left Hogwarts for good. Though they had felt love, they both believed that love wasn't enough out there in the real world. Harry went of to another country with an offer to play Quidditch professionally and Ginny became a kindergarten teacher for kids who would attend Hogwarts when they were old enough but while at their age now they made odd things happen when they were around - which is why Ginny started a school in London for all of those witches and wizards who didn't know what to do with their kids during the day. Sweet, innocent and always smiling and soon to be married Ginny never expected to see world famous, handsome yet slightly arrogant Harry Potter run into her school one day being chased by crazed female fans because he was in England for the World Cup - after not seeing each other for 5 years. She never expected to even see him again, let alone fall in love again. Her life was perfect and normal, until he came back. ~~~~~]