Lady Darkness | By : AngstPuppies Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Voldemort/Ginny Views: 16453 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Lady Darkness
Author: Emcee
and rain
Summary: Ginny's plans to resurrect Tom progress, while Harry and Hermione's
relationship takes the next step.
Author's Notes: Thanks to Pablo for the beta. Lyrics in the
chapter title from "#1 Crush" by Garbage
Disclaimer: "Harry Potter" and the characters, places and things related to it do not belong to me. They are from the brilliant mind of JK Rowling. They belong to her and her publishers. I am not making any profit from this fan fiction.
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ii. 'I've been dying just to feel you by my side, to know that you're
mine.'
With the diary tucked safely against her chest, right over her heart, Ginny made her way to Diagon Alley. She really had no need to go there, but she supposed she had to stop in the twins' joke shop and at least attempt to go through the motions of her date with the imaginary boyfriend.
Ginny leaned against the counter, waiting for one of the twins to appear from the backroom.
"Ah, welcome valued customer, to Weasleys' Wiz-- Oh, it's you." The twin who appeared was wearing a jumper with a large F on the chest. That could only mean it was George. "Mum said you'd be stopping by. You got her in a right state. So wherehis his bloke who's supposed to be escorting you? Ron told me to dress him down good and proper."
"He wasn't able to come." Ginny pouted. "Sent me an owl. His mum is making him weed the garden. Wish he would've told me before I got myself all prettied up. Takes a lot of work to look this good."
George snorted. "Yeah, sure, Ginners. You look fab. So since you've been stood up, what are you going to do?"
"I have not been stood up!" Ginny protested. She brought a hand to her chest, feeling the diary beneath the fabric. "Figured I'd just head back home. Or, you know... there." She gave him a wink. "You know, I miss the Burrow."
George nodded sympathetically. "Know what you mean. Not really the same all being crammed in that place. I mean, the Burrow could get crowded, but blimey! How many people are there now? Twenty? Thirty?"
"I think it's impossible to tell these days," Ginny sighed. "People keep on coming and going. Well, they don't 'go' as much as they used to. Unless you count when they die."
"Even then," George said, laughing. "That's no guarantee they ain't coming back."
Ginny laughed with him, nodding. "Suppose you're right on that one. Oh well. I think I'll just head back. I just got a fabulous book I want to dig into."
George rolled his eyes. "You have been spending too much time with Hermione, kid. Come on, stay a while. Just put the new stock out." He grabbed a box from the counter, waving it in front of Ginny's face in what appeared to be some sort of attempt at hypnotism. His voice took on a sing-song quality. "Spell to make a person's knickers jump a foot to the left..."
"Haven't got any money fou!" u!" Ginny sang back, skipping to the door. "And I'm telling mum you offered your baby sister a very naughty prank!"
"Oh-ho! Look at who's the prim and proper lady all of the sudden!" George called after Ginny, hopping over the counter. "You know, sooner or later people are going to discover you're not nearly as innocent as you try to make youf ouf out to be!"
Ginny clutched the diary closer to her chest. She smiled. "That, George... I do guarantee."
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Hermione stretched out on the floor in the study, books piled in front of her. Crookshanks balanced precariously on the back of her legs. The tip of her quill was pressed against her mouth, leaving a tiny ink stain on her lower lip.
Though break had onust ust begun, Hermione was already studying hard. Next year would be the worst school year yet: the Nastily Exhaustive Wizarding Tests. She had been preparing for this since she started at Hogwarts. Now there were only a few months left. Of course, it didn't hurt to cram.
Harry leaned in the doorway watching her closely, a smile playing on his lips and his arms crossed over his chest. "Have I ever told you how great you look when you're studying?"
"No, you haven't," Hermione replied, not looking up from her book. She brought the quill down to her parchment, scribbling notes in very tiny writing. "I don't suggest you start now. You'll distract me."
Harry crouched low, reaching out to touch Hermione's hair. "Distracting you is what makes you studying so much fun. Come on."
Hermione looked up finally, crinkling her nose. "Harry, someone could walk ine."
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