Ginevra Molly Weasley (ginnypig) wrote in impetuousrpg, @ 2011-10-15 18:07:00 |
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WHO: Ginny Weasley & Harry Potter.
WHERE: 12 Grimmauld Place.
WHEN: Friday. October 14, 2002. Evening.
WHAT: Harry wants to talk to Ginny.
RATING: TBD.
STATUS: In progress.
Ginny wasn't particularly excited to go to Harry's that evening. Mostly because he said he wanted to talk to her about something and that was never good. Personally, she wanted to skip it altogether, but clearly that had gotten them nowhere before. She wasn't ready to lose him again. Perhaps it would be something little or silly but after their recent break up and all the events that followed, she couldn't help but have a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach like something was going to go wrong.
After practice that day, Ginny returned to her flat and showered. Following her shower she took a short nap, waking up about 20 minutes later. Harry had said he wanted to talk to her and so she decided she would drop by his place that night. No use in avoiding the inevitable. Pulling out a pink tank top and matching pajama pants, Ginny got ready to go to Harry's. She didn't put on much make up or bother with her hair, but she made sure to look in the mirror and assure that she was presentable. Figuring that he would say whatever he needed to say at his place, she didn't try to dress up much.
Ginny was happy being with Harry again. He gave her a sense of security and it was always nice not having to worry about him as much because she was with him. She felt that lately he was being put on the spotlight more often and was gaining some rather negative attention. She couldn't handle it when people criticized him because she knew him so well. He just wanted everyone to be healthy, safe, and happy. Though Harry could make it seem like he was only thinking of himself, it was the exact opposite. Harry just wanted to better the world and he would do that in whatever way was possible whether it hurt him or not.
Ginny left her flat and disapparated to Harry's street, walking rather slowly. She didn't know why, but she felt that the conversation she was going to have with Harry was going to be serious and she was slightly dreading it. Finally, she came upon his door. She knocked on the door twice before waiting until someone answered, not sure what was going to come next.