Of Plots and Irrational Fears
The sky was overcast, just waiting for the right moment in which to shower the earth with its store of water. Thunder rumbled ominously in the distance, another warning. It was always like this, Harry thought grimly, on the day he was forced to return to Gringotts.
Harry Potter and Ron Weasley stood anxiously outside the vast white marbled structure of Gringotts bank, nervously eyeing the fiercely stern faces of the goblins.
"Today's the day, Ron. I can feel it," Harry stated gravely. Ron nodded solemnly. "We knew it was inevitable, but that doesn't make facing it any easier. In fact, I think knowing makes it worse."
Ginnys' eyebrows were so highly rasied in disbelief, that they were becoming dangerously close to disappearing into her hairline. "You have got to be joking," she said flatly. Harry shook his head and put his hands deep in his pockets.
"Wish I was, love. Wish I was."
"For Merlins' sake!" Hermione cried. "You two have got to get over this irrational fear that the goblins are going to get you."
Ron sniffed huffily. "There's nothing irrational about it." Ginny rolled her eyes.
"He's right, Gin. Those goblins have been plotting against us for years," Harry said earnestly, giving the guards yet another weary look.
"Just walking through the bloody doors gives me the shivers," added Ron, eyeing said doors suspiciously.
"Look, you are both being beyond ridiculous. You stole from them, what, twenty years ago?"
"Yes, but the goblins are patient. They've just been biding their time," interjected Harry. Ginny gave him a reproachful look before pressing on. "Well, I'm sure they've moved on. So just go in there and get some money so we can get going."
Harry and Ron exchanged frightened expressions. "Why can't you and Ginny go?" Ron asked his wife pathetically. "We think it'll be good for you two to confront this fear," Hermione answered brightly. Neither man replied for a moment.
"Fine," Harry said darkly. "But if they finally succeed in trapping us inside a vault, I hope you remember whose responsibility it will be. And the fact that I will be waiting in Heaven for the both of you to show up with a big, fat 'I told you so'."
"And I love you too, dear," Ginny said affectionately.
Fifteen Minutes Later..
"I'm guessing they didn't try to lock you inside a vault?"
It has been so long since I last updated this story. Since I last uploaded at all, actually. But you know, Year 10. Meant to have figured out my entire future career by now, so no pressure kids *thumbs up*. Teachers can be so irritating.
I re-discovered the idea for this one-shot amongst the messy scribblings of a notebook I have under my bed, :P Hahah. I've been meaning to actually write it for an age, but, you know, I've been planning my life ^^.
I've missed fanfiction, haha.
Soo, I hope you like it. And please review, it really does mean so much more than a favourite or an alert. Even if I do like those too. ;)