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Author: pottervader Story: Harry Potter and the Prophesied Six Rating: Teens Setting: AU Status: WIP Reviews: 16 Words: 374,905
Disclaimer: This story was made without any intention of profiting from it. Only the original characters and the plot are mine. The rest of it belongs to JKR. A/N: Here’s the next one. I’m sorry again for the long wait but I needed the time to make this come out as well as I could. Please review. Ginny looked around her and smiled. The hospital wing was filled with members of the Weasley, Potter, Longbottom, Black and Tonks families, plus several of their friends. They were there to be with Ginny on the day after Valentine’s Day since Madam Pomfrey refused to let her out of the hospital wing even if she was feeling all right for a girl who had slept for two weeks straight. Ginny glanced at Harry who was seated beside her on the bed as he talked to Sirius. She had been shaken by what he had looked like when she had a good look at him after waking up: thinner and a bit disheveled with bags around his eyes. It was obvious he had been badly affected by her coma. At least he already looked much better after a good night’s sleep and a couple of meals. Probably sensing her gaze upon him, Harry turned to her and smiled. She smiled back and she could feel his relief, happiness and love through their Bond. Ginny sighed and thought of the previous day after her mother had discovered that her daughter had awakened from her coma. While Molly Floo-called the rest of the Weasleys about Ginny’s recovery, Sirius had entered the hospital wing levitating a tray of food, which he later explained was so he could force his godson to eat in spite of his apparent depression over Ginny’s coma. Said tray crashed to the ground when Sirius saw Ginny awake. Quickly getting over his shock, Sirius had transformed into Padfoot and jumped on Ginny’s bed, licking her repeatedly as Ginny attempted to fend him off as she laughed. Molly and Madam Pomfrey’s reactions to Sirius’ antics gave them ringing ears for several minutes after that. Sirius left after a few minutes to inform Harry’s family and his own of Ginny’s awakening. Hermione, Neville and Rose left once the rest of Ginny’s family arrived, even though Ginny and Harry insisted they stay. Now that Ginny thought about it, Hermione seemed eager to leave when Ron arrived, saying that Ginny should have time with her family of which Harry was a part of anyway. After that, Ginny’s attention was diverted into catching up with her family over what they had been doing during the two weeks she was in a coma. Ginny fell asleep while talking with Bill and Fleur. When she awoke, she found herself alone in a darkened hospital wing. Looking around, she was surprised to find dozens of roses surrounding her bed. Harry then appeared from under his Invisibility Cloak, sat beside her and proceeded to snog her senseless. When they finally came up for air, Harry explained that he was doing what he had planned for their Valentine’s Day with a few changes since Ginny wasn’t allowed out of the hospital wing. He waved his hand and a table appeared beside the bed with a setting for two and a lit candelabrum in the middle. They then had a wonderful dinner while listening to some romantic music. After they had eaten, Harry gave her a beautiful ruby pendant on a gold 18K necklace. Ginny was surprised and felt a little guilty that she hadn’t been able to get him anything but Harry picked up her thought and said that her waking up was the perfect Valentine’s Day gift for him. Then they had danced slowly until Harry felt her getting tired. He laid her down on her bed and lay beside her until she fell asleep. Because she was out of her coma, Harry was no longer allowed to sleep in the hospital wing. He did, however, set wards around her before leaving for Gryffindor Tower. Ginny was brought back out of her memories when Harry nudged her mentally. She looked at him and noticed that Sirius had moved off to talk to James. “Gin, are you all right?” he asked through the Bond. “You seemed distracted.” She smiled at him and replied, “Just remembering last night, Harry. It was a lovely evening.” “Yeah, I know,” Harry said. “Still, it would have been better in the Room of Requirement.” “I don’t care about the setting,” Ginny said. “Just having you there was enough.” She gave him a quick peck on the lips. She looked around at the people milling around the room. “Harry, where’s Hermione? I haven’t seen her since yesterday.” Harry looked surprised and did his own scan of the room. “I saw her earlier in the common room before I came here. I told her our families, the Blacks and the Tonks were coming to visit. I thought she’d be here by now. There’s Ron. He should know.” Harry waved to Ron who was on the other side of the room, “Oi, Ron! Get over here.” Ron slowly made his way over to them. “What is it, Harry?” His tone seemed a bit stiff. “Whoa,” Harry said. “No need to get shirty with me, mate. I was just wondering where Hermione is?” To their surprise, Ron scowled and said, “How should I know?” Getting annoyed, Harry said, “What kind of answer is that? Don’t you know where your girlfriend is?” “I doubt he’d know, Harry,” Rose answered as she came up to them, “since he dumped her yesterday.” Harry and Ginny looked at each other in shock before staring at Ron. “What the bloody hell made you do that, Ron?” Ginny asked, fury rising in her. “Oh fine, take her side,” Ron answered, looking peeved. “Well,” Harry said, getting peeved himself, “tell us what happened and we’ll see whose side we take.” Ron just stood there and looked down at the ground. Rose stared at him for a few seconds before she huffed and said, “Oh, for Merlin’s sake.” She proceeded to tell Harry and Ginny about what happened in front of the Flourish and Blotts booth the previous day. When she was done, the Bonded pair stared at Ron with a mixture of exasperation and frustration. “That’s it?” Harry said. “That’s the reason you broke up with her?” Ginny grabbed a pillow and screamed into it. Then she pulled out her wand but Harry grabbed her hand before she could hex Ron with her infamous Bat-Bogey Hex. “Don’t stop me, Harry,” she said. “Let me hex my git of a brother into the next century.” “No, Gin,” Harry said. “If you do, he’ll refuse to talk to us. We need to find out why he did it.” Ginny glared at him for a few seconds before deflating and nodding her head. “All right, but if he says the wrong thing, he’ll be beating back his bogies.” Harry let go of her hand and turned back to Ron who was looking warily at them. “All right, Ron, Ginny won’t hex you yet and I’m not far from it myself. Just what makes you think Hermione likes Draco at all?” “Why wouldn’t she, Harry?” Ron asked, sitting down on an adjacent bed. “He’s more handsome than me and richer. She’d be better off with him.” He had such a look of defeat and sadness on his face that Ginny felt guilty for trying to hex him. She looked at Harry who nodded. Harry got up from Ginny’s bed and sat down beside Ron. “Come on, Ron, she doesn’t care for any of that. Haven’t you seen that these past few years? It’s you she loves.” Ginny noticed a grimace form on Rose’s face when she heard that. She looked at her best friend with a questioning gaze. Rose didn’t meet her gaze, choosing instead to look at Ron. “I’m not so sure now, Harry,” Ron said, “I would have thought she’d try to talk to me like last time to take her back but she hasn’t said a word to me.” Now troubled, Ginny looked to Rose. who was still silent. “Rose, is there something you know?” she asked. Before Rose could answer her, Fred and George came up to Ginny’s bed. “Hey, how’s our…” Fred began. “…favorite sister?” George concluded. “I’m your only sister,” she said, grinning at them. “Well, biologically, that’s true,” Fred said. “But figuratively, we consider Rose as our sister as well,” George said. Rose grinned. “Thanks, guys, you’ve never said anything like that before.” “Well, it’s true,” Fred said. “And don’t you forget it,” George said. “Hope you don’t mind, Harry,” Fred said. “Oh no, go ahead,” Harry said, grinning also, “I just wish you’d claimed her years ago. It would have saved me so much pain. Ow! See, what I mean.” He rubbed the arm Rose had punched while Ginny, Fred and George laughed. Ron didn’t laugh which drew the twins’ attention. “Hey, Ron,” George said, “why so glum? Didn’t Hermione like the book we picked for her?” “Yeah,” Fred said, “speaking of our bushy-haired friend, where is she anyway?” “Why does everyone keep asking me that?” Ron asked, his ears turning red, “It’s not like she has anything to do with me anymore.” The Weasley twins looked at him in surprise. “Don’t tell me she …” Fred said. “…broke it off with you?” George said. “I don’t want to talk about it,” Ron said, getting up and hurriedly waking away. “Wow!” Fred said, “I guess…” “She got upset by the book, after all,” George. “What book?” Harry asked. “What are you guys talking about?” “Well, Harry,” Fred replied, “It seems that ‘ickle Ronniekins was in a bind over what to get Hermione for Valentines’.” “So he Owled us and asked our advice,” George said. “We were so touched that he’d ask us,” Fred said. “We told him to give her a book,” George said. “Yeah, we know how much she likes to read,” Fred said. “He Owled us back with the title of a book he saw her looking over during Christmas but didn’t buy,” George said. “So we sent him the book by Owl…” Fred said. “…all wrapped up and ready for giving,” George said. “Of course, we did charm the cover….” Fred said. “….so it showed a different and less boring title,” George said. The twins then looked at each other and burst out laughing. “Wait a minute,” Rose said, looking exasperated at them, “you changed the cover of the book? Do you know how angry Hermione looked when she saw the title? I was surprised she didn’t start a row with Ron right there in the Great Hall.” “What was the title they put?” Harry asked. “It was ‘100 Ways to Please Your Wizard’,” Rose said. “You two insensitive prats,” Ginny shouted. “You made Hermione think he got her a sex book for Valentine’s Day! I changed my mind. It isn’t Ron I should hex, it’s you two.” She quickly pulled out her wand. This time, Harry didn’t stop her as she pointed her wand at the twins and yelled, “Battus Mucous!” twice in rapid succession. The Weasley twins yelped and fled the hospital wing, all the while trying to swat the larger than usual bat bogeys coming out of their noses and attacking their faces. This, unfortunately, drew the attention of the other people in the room, including Ginny’s mother. “Ginny!” Molly shouted. “Why did you attack your brothers?” “Those so-called brothers pranked Ron’s Valentine gift to Hermione, Mum,” Ginny said. “They changed the cover so the title was ‘100 Ways to Please Your Wizard’.” “Now what would be bad about that, Ginny?” Molly asked. “Um, Mrs. Weasley,” Rose answered instead of Ginny, “they also put a witch on it doing a strip tease on the cover.” Molly stared at her in shock for a few seconds before her face turned as red as her hair. “Why, those two!” she cried. “Wait till I get my hands on them.” She stormed out of the hospital wing, probably intent on finding her prankster sons. Everyone else watched her go before turning their attention to Ginny, Harry and Rose. “What in Merlin’s name was that about?” Sirius asked. “They pranked the book Ron asked them to get him for Hermione’s Valentine gift,” Rose replied, “they changed the cover to show a witch doing a striptease and they made the title ‘100 Ways to Please Your Wizard’.” Sirius started laughing but stopped a second later when the females in the room glared at him. “Hey,” he said, “I found it funny.” “Sirius Black,” Sam said, “I hope you had nothing to do with that prank because if you did, you’ll be sleeping on the couch in the library until Easter.” Sirius raised both hands in a placating gesture. “They only asked advice on how to do that witch strip tease thing. I didn’t know they intended to prank Ron’s gift.” When Sam continued to glare at him, he sighed. “All right, I’ll apologize to Hermione for teaching them that. Speaking of Hermione, where is she?” Harry, Ginny and Rose all exchanged looks before Ginny said, “I doubt she’ll be coming, not since Ron dumped her.” If it wasn’t for the circumstances, Harry would have laughed at the looks on the adults’ faces. “Why the bloody hell did he do that?” Sirius asked, his eyes narrowing. None of the women corrected his language, probably because they felt it was appropriate. Harry and Ginny looked at Rose, who sighed. “Look, let’s just say Ron had the wrong impression about something with Hermione and he got very angry.” “Now what could Hermione have done to get him so angry?" Lily asked. “She’s always been the one who got mad at Ron.” “Don’t ask, Mum,” Harry said. “It’s all just a misunderstanding. I’m sure when his head clears, Ron will ask Hermione’s forgiveness and she’ll take him back.” No one disputed that so the people gathered into smaller groups to talk about other things. Neville joined Rose sitting on the bed next to Ginny’s. Rose looked at Harry for a moment. “Harry,” Rose said in a low tone, “I don’t know if Hermione will take Ron back if he comes to his senses.” Harry frowned. “Of course she will. She loves him.” Rose grimaced. “I’m not sure that’s true now, Harry.” “Just what makes you say that, Rose?” Harry asked. “Did Hermione say something, Rose?” Ginny asked. “Don’t tell me she really likes Malfoy?” Harry asked, with a look of horror clear on his face. “Well,” Rose said, looking nervously at them, “I did ask her that.” Rose then told Harry and Ginny about her conversation with Hermione the previous day after Ron broke up with her, about how she had been thinking about Neville already when she was still with Ti and asking Hermione if it was the same situation between her, Draco and Ron. Neville also told them about asking Hermione to be sure about her feelings for Ron and/or Draco. Harry swept his hand down his face. “I really wish you two hadn’t said anything to Hermione,” he said to Rose and Neville. “One thing I’ve learned about Hermione is that she has a tendency to over-analyze things. She may not be having actual feelings for Malfoy but will think she has if she thinks too much about it.” “Are you so sure she doesn’t have feelings for Malfoy, Harry?” Rose asked. “We haven’t really seen them interact before. She seemed really concerned for him yesterday after the fight with Ron, though it was more of Ron beating him up than a real fight.” “That’s it,” Harry said as he got up. “I’d better find Hermione.” He leaned down and kissed Ginny on the lips. “I’ll be back, love. I just need to clear this up with Hermione.” “All right, Harry,” she replied. Like Harry, she was worried that Rose and Neville’s words had made Hermione think she was falling for Malfoy. She watched Harry leave the hospital wing. “Ginny,” her mother said as she came over, “where’s Harry going?” “He‘s gone to look for Hermione,” Ginny answered. “Oh, all right,” Molly said, “Albus invited us to have lunch in the Great Hall. Will you be all right?” “We’ll stay with her for a while, Mrs. Weasley,” Neville said, pointing to himself and Rose. “We’ll have lunch once Harry gets back.” “All right, dear,” Molly said. The three teens watched as Molly, Arthur, James, Lily, Sirius, Sara, Frank, Alice, Bill, Charlie, Percy, Tonks, Andromeda, Ted and Remus all left the hospital wing. Once they left, Ginny then turned back to Rose. “Rose,” Ginny said, “I want to know why you wanted Hermione to reevaluate her feelings for Ron. I’ve known you for practically our entire lives. You wouldn’t have said anything like that without a reason.” Rose sighed. “Well, I’m not really sure she and Ron are suited for each other. I mean, they’re so opposite each other in personality. Hermione’s a studious, well-organized genius who’s afraid to fly while Ron is lazy, messy, mediocre student who’s a Quidditch fanatic. Then, they row more often than any other couple I know. In fact, no other couple rows like they do, not our parents, not you and Harry, not Neville and I and not even Ti and I. I don’t understand how they’ve lasted as long as they have.” “I don’t disagree with you on those points, Rose,” Ginny said, “but you haven’t touched on Hermione’s negative qualities or Ron’s positive ones. Hermione can be stubborn and too trusting of authority figures. She’s also too obsessed about grades. Ron has a sweet and caring side he seldom shows but, if you’d paid more attention to them, you’d see it in the way he treats Hermione when they aren’t fighting. He’s also loyal and willing to sacrifice himself for others. I think they complement each other. I think the Muggles have a saying: Opposites attract, sometimes even better than people who have similar personalities like Harry and I. We do have occasional rows but the Bond allows us to talk to each other in our heads, keeping our disagreements private, so you haven’t really seen us row. Besides, it hurts to have someone shout in your head, so we try to talk to each other before any disagreement reaches the rowing stage.” “All right, all right,” Rose said, “You have some valid arguments. But I still think they should date other people, even if Hermione doesn’t go out with Draco. Maybe they’ll find someone else more suited to them. They’ve been together for two years now. How can they know they’re right for each other if they haven’t been with other people?” “I’m not so sure, Rose,” Ginny said, “but for some people, you could get it right the first time around. There’s my mum and dad. They never dated other people before hooking up while they were here and look at them after almost thirty years and seven children, still in love.” “Ginny’s right, Rose,” Neville said quietly. “My mum and dad were the same way. Some people are lucky to find someone they love for the rest of the life so early in life. We shouldn’t have made Hermione think she might feel more for Malfoy than friendship.” “But I don’t want Hermione to marry Ron and end up regretting it years later,” Rose blurted out. Ginny looked at Rose in surprise. “Rose, why do you think that will happen? Ron’s not so bad, as I pointed out. I’m sure he’ll have matured by the time they get married. You haven’t had a vision of them in the future, have you?” “Um no,” Rose answered. “No, I haven’t had a vision. It’s just that I don’t want Ron to neglect Hermione like he did me.” “Are you talking about the Yule Ball?” Ginny asked, “Merlin, that was two years ago. If you recall, the reason he neglected you that night was because he was too busy glaring at Viktor Krum with his arm around Hermione. Even back then, he had feelings for her.” “Then why did he dump her yesterday?” Rose asked. Ginny sighed. “Knowing my brother, he thinks too little of himself. If he thought someone else could be better for Hermione, he’d give her up without a thought of how miserable it’ll make him. Sometimes, he can be so like Harry.” “Hey, I think that was an insult to me,” she heard Harry say in her head. “Harry!” she said to him. “Did you find Hermione?” “I already have,” he told her. “I used the Marauder’s Map to find her. She’s in the library. I’m there already and can see her, sitting alone in a corner table. Wish me luck talking to her.” “Good luck, Harry,” she said. Ginny shifted her attention back to Rose and Neville. “Harry found Hermione. I hope he can get her to take Ron back or at least talk to him.” Neville nodded then turned to Rose, “Come on, Rose. Let’s let Ginny get some rest.” He led her away from Ginny. Ginny sighed and shook her head. She didn’t realize that Rose still had some issues with Ron over the Yule Ball. She leaned back in the bed to get comfortable while listening in on Harry and Hermione through her Bond with Harry. ******* Harry sat down beside Hermione who visibly started. “Oh, hi, Harry,” she said, looking nervously at him before turning back to the book she was reading. “Hey, Hermione,” he said, “Ginny’s wondering where you were. You didn’t come to the hospital wing with the others.” “Yeah, I’m sorry, Harry,” Hermione said, “I was there yesterday. I wanted your families to have their time with her today. Anyway, I have a lot of homework to do.” Harry leaned closer to her. “Come on, Hermione,” he whispered, “you’re as much family to her as the Weasleys and my family. I know Ron broke up with you. That doesn’t change a thing.” Hermione sighed and said, “I don’t know, Harry. Lately, I feel like something’s different between us, like we’re not suited to each other anymore.” “Are you thinking about that because of what Rose said yesterday?” Harry asked. Hermione looked at him with surprise before answering, “I-I’m not sure, Harry. But I really need to take a good look at our relationship. Maybe we should just stay friends. Maybe someone else will be more of a match with me than Ron.” “Like who?” Harry asked, his voice rising slightly. “Draco Malfoy? I really don’t think Rose is right comparing what happened between her and Ti to your and Ron’s situation. It’s totally different. I mean, she admitted she was fantasizing about Neville before she became Ti’s girlfriend. I can’t see you thinking about Malfoy that way before Christmas two years ago.” “Well, maybe it’s not exactly the same, Harry,” Hermione said, “but ever since his father attacked him last year, Draco’s been different. He’s not completely changed but he is getting there. Maybe I can get him to change completely for the better.” “Oh, come on, Hermione,” Harry said, “you can’t believe that he’s actually stopped being an arrogant pure-blood fanatic? From what I heard that he said to Ron that started the fight, he hasn’t really changed much.” Just then, Madam Pince came up to them, a scowl on her face. “Mr. Potter,” she said, “I can’t have you bothering students who are studying. Please keep it down or you’ll have to leave.” “All right, Madam Pince,” he said, “I promise to keep it down.” He waited for the library matron to get back to her desk before turning back to Hermione. “You’ve got to talk to Ron, Hermione.” Hermione sighed and closed her book. “Please, Harry, give me some time to think it things through. I’m so confused right now.” “All right, Hermione,” he said. “Just don’t do anything you might regret. If Ron sees you with Malfoy again, he may never take you back.” “Then maybe we just weren’t meant to be more than friends,” Hermione said. She gathered her things and left. Harry sighed and dropped his head into his hands. He felt Ginny reach out to him with soothing thoughts. “I’m sorry, Harry. I guess she’ll need time to sort through her feelings.” “I know, Gin. I just hope she doesn’t turn Ron away from her completely. I’d better find him and see if I can get him to talk to her.” “I’m not sure that’ll work, Harry. He didn’t want to talk about it when he left us earlier.” Harry got up and left the library. “I just can’t understand how it all ended up like that. They seemed happy just before the game with Slytherin. How could it all fall apart in two weeks?” “I don’t know, love,” Ginny said. “We’ll just have to see how things go and try to help both of them. Uh oh, this looks bad.” “What is it, Ginny?” Harry asked. “Your sister and Neville seem to be having a row,” Ginny said. “What?” Harry exclaimed. “They haven’t had a row since they got together, at least where I can see them. What the bloody hell could make them row?” “I’m not sure, Harry,” Ginny said, “But I bet it’s got something to do with the Ron/Hermione situation.” ******* Ten minutes earlier “Come on, Rose,” Neville said, “let’s let Ginny get some rest.” He led Rose away from Ginny’s bed. They sat down in front of one of the windows overlooking the school grounds. Neville had felt a bit shocked about what Rose had said about Ron and Hermione. He hadn’t known that she thought they were not right for each other. He remembered seeing the way they acted around each other since first year. Reflecting on that, he knew that they complemented each other quite well, just like Ginny said. Maybe she was right that Rose still harbored bad feelings toward Ron for the way he treated her during the Yule Ball two years ago. “Neville,” Rose said suddenly from his side, breaking through his thoughts, “is something wrong? You’ve been awfully quiet for the last few minutes.” Neville sighed before answering, “I guess there is.” He met her gaze. “I didn’t realize you didn’t approve of Ron and Hermione as a couple. Do you think he’s unsuitable for Hermione?” Rose looked away and shrugged her shoulders. “I think of Hermione as an older sister. I’m sure Ginny does too. I just feel uncomfortable whenever she and Ron row. I thought they’d do less of it once they got together but it appears that being a couple hasn’t reduced the frequency of their rows. In fact, it seems to have increased.” “Does that really worry you?” Neville asked. “I’ve seen on the telly how fights between married couples can get physical,” Rose said. “I don’t want to see Hermione get hurt.” “Come on, Rose,” Neville said. “You can’t honestly think that Ron would hurt Hermione?” “I’ve known him for most of my life, Neville,” Rose said, “He used to get into a lot of fights with the twins and occasionally with Ginny. He’s got quite a temper. You saw what he did to Draco.” “I’ve known Ron for almost six years now,” Neville said. “I’ve seen him and Hermione row. All they’ve ever done is yell at each other. I’ve never seen them become physical with each other, especially Ron.” “That doesn’t mean he won’t, Neville,” Rose said. “Well, I don’t believe he will, Rose,” Neville said. “You shouldn’t judge him just because he attacked Malfoy. There’s no way he’d get physical with Hermione. Even when he was in a towering rage yesterday and dumped her, he didn’t raise his hand or wand against her. I think you’re letting your grudge against Ron cloud your judgment, Rose.” “What?" Rose exclaimed. “I do not have a grudge against Ron. That’s completely ridiculous.” “Is it?” Neville asked. “You told Ginny earlier that you didn’t want Ron to neglect Hermione like he did you. The only time that happened was at the Yule Ball. I think you’re still harboring ill feelings toward him because of that.” “All right,” Rose exclaimed, “I do still feel Ron was a git for not paying attention to me two years ago. After all, I was his date, me, not anyone else, certainly not Hermione. Yet, he spent the entire night glaring at Viktor Krum and Hermione, leaving me feeling miserable!” “Let it go, Rose,” Neville said. “I thought you’d forgiven him after he apologized to you on New Year’s Eve following the prank you, Harry, Ginny, Fred and George pulled on him.” “Maybe I haven’t after all,” Rose said. “He ruined that night for me.” “I thought dancing with me made the night better for you,” Neville said. “Maybe it wasn’t enough,” Rose said, “especially when you told Parvati that you did it just so Harry’s little sister wouldn’t feel neglected.” Neville gaped at her. “You heard that?” “Yes, I did,” Rose said, “and let me tell you, Mister Longbottom,” she started, poking him in the chest as she continued speaking, “it left me miserable for days until Ginny came over and knocked some sense into me.” Neville grabbed her hand before she could poke him again. “I’m sorry. I guess it was insensitive of me, but in my defense, that was the first night I started to think of you as more than Harry’s sister.” He kissed her on the cheek. “Please, Rose, let it go. Whatever happened that night, both good and bad, should just be memories. Don’t let it influence what you do. Let Ron and Hermione be.” Rose sighed and wrapped her arms around Neville’s waist before placing her head on his chest. “All right, I guess I shouldn’t live in the past. I won’t say anything else to Hermione about giving Draco a chance or how Ron is no good for her.” “Good, I’m sure your brother and Ginny will appreciate that,” Neville said before capturing her lips. ******* Harry ran the rest of the way to the hospital wing. When he got there, he found the room empty of the adults and other kids who were there earlier though Ginny was still sitting on her bed. He looked around for his sister and Neville and found them near one of the windows. He was surprised to see them wrapped up with each other snogging with enthusiasm. He walked over to Ginny without taking his eyes off of them, not even when he gave Ginny a quick kiss on the lips. “I thought they were rowing?” he asked Ginny mentally. “For a minute there, they seemed to be,” Ginny replied, “then they started snogging just before you came in.” He sat down beside her and placed his arm around her shoulders. “So where is everyone else?” he asked verbally. “Oh, they all decided to go have lunch in the Great Hall,” Ginny replied. “So we’re all along except for Neville and Rose who are themselves pleasantly occupied?” Harry asked, a smirk growing on his face. Ginny mirrored his smirk. “Why, yes, Mr. Potter, so we are.” “In that case, Mrs. Potter,” Harry said, switching to talking through the Bond, “I think we need to emulate my dear sister and Mr. Longbottom. Who knows when we’ll get a chance in this place to be alone again?” “I like the way you think, Mr. Potter,” Ginny said before wrapping her arms around his neck and placing her lips on his.
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