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| 'What I want to know is,' Harry paused for dramatic effect, 'why you two were opening the broom closet door in the first place!' Hermione went pink again and Ron threw a pillow at Harry who ducked, causing the pillow to soar into a picture frame behind him. 'Guys! Be careful. It's not our house. Sorry Neville.� Ginny placed the picture back in its spot as she threw a look at Ron and Harry. 'Sorry Gin. Sorry!� The boys both respond in unison. 'Whatever, lets get going. Mum wants us all to be home for lunch. Quick, Neville have you got any Floo Powder? We've run out.� Ginny said as Ron and Harry went to pick up Neville's trunk from the floor next to the sofa. 'Oh yeah, hold on I'll get some.� Neville left the room quickly. Things had changed ... big time. After spending about five minutes searching for the Floo Powder, which Neville's Gran had hid at the start of summer because Neville had the tendency of spilling it all over the rug, they were finally ready to go to The Burrow. 'All right, Harry you first, with the trunk.� Harry kissed her on the cheek again and stepped into the green flames, saying The Burrow. 'So cute!� Hermione smiled, 'Ron why aren't you that sweet!' 'Uh ... I love you?� Ron grinned and kissed her. He seemed to know that those three little words would get him out of any kind of trouble with Hermione. 'Aww! I love you too!� Hermione kissed him quickly. 'All right, now you go Ron.� Ginny instructed them. She had grown a lot, usually she was shy and quiet around Harry ... now she was dating him. This would be a very interesting summer. 'Yes, Ron. Stay with me this time.� Hermione hissed as she grabbed his hand and they both stepped in, where Harry had been standing a few minutes ago. They both said The Burrow and were gone in a flash of green flames. 'Neville?� Ginny said kindly as she moved towards the sofa where she sat down. It didn't look like they were going to leave anytime soon so Neville took a seat next to her. 'Listen, I know this must be really hard for you, and I know the last thing you want is to have four people acting as though the world is so wonderful and as if we couldn't live without our boyfriend or girlfriend. I'm really sorry. I know we shouldn't be acting like that, and we're all going to try our best to keep in mind everything that you must be feeling -' Neville couldn't stand any more of Ginny's little pep talk, 'Gin! Please, I don't want your pity! I'm fine, really! I'm so glad you and Harry are dating, I know how much you liked him, and I'm really happy Ron and Hermione are together! They've been in love since they first met! So don't worry about me, I'm fine and I'm happy for you guys! Plus Luna's coming over right?� He smiled, 'When you, Ron, Hermione, and Harry are out doing couple stuff I'll hang out with her. She seems nice, right?' Ginny gave him an odd look then smirked, 'Very nice. Yeah, you guys can spend time together, get to know her better. It'll be fun.' She got up from the sofa and took some Floo Powder in her hand, 'Come on.� She threw the Powder down and said The Burrow as Neville followed her into the flames. Ginny seemed to think she knew how he felt for Luna and maybe she did, although he hoped she didn't. Knowing Ginny, though, she did. |
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| Chapter Five: Forgotten Invitations | ||||||||||||||
| Luna woke a week after Ginny's invitation came to her house. She woke up, went downstairs and ate breakfast, just like every other day. Her father sat at the table reading the latest issue of The Quibbler, Luna didn't know why he did this, and he read everything before it went into the paper anyway, but still, he insisted he read his paper anyway. Luna usually took it from him once he was done and read it herself. This is what happened that day, just like every other day. 'So what do you have planned for today?� Her father asked her when he had folded The Quibbler up and handed it to her from across the table. 'Oh nothing really. I think I'm going to clean out the attic. I think it's about time. There might be a boggart in that chest in the corner.� Luna told him as she flipped through the many articles in the paper. She always liked the star charts and horoscopes that her father put in the paper especially for her. 'All right, be careful though, if you need any help Mrs. Battezen is right next door, I'm sure she wouldn't mind helping you out.� Luna's father began washing his bowl, using a largely unneeded-needed amount of soap . |
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| 'Why? Where are you going?� She questioned as she turned the star chart upside down. 'I have a meeting with the writers of The Quibbler. I must go to it ... I'm the editor and all. Sorry dear, but I'll be back in time for dinner, which reminds me, you have to go shopping for some more milk. We haven't had any for the past four weeks. I had to use water in my cereal this morning.' 'Okay, sure. But try not to get lost again on your way back from work.' Luna said in an airy tone. Her father had gotten lost days before, when he thought it would be fun to ask a talking cow for directions. That didn't work out to well. |
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| 'Yes yes Luna, don't worry.' Her father reassured her as he walked from the room to get ready for the meeting. | ||||||||||||||
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