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Chapter 12: The Woes of Ginny Weasley

by Celestial_Skies

“Does Draco know all this?” she asked Tonks. “Yes, he does,” Tonks answered her.

Category: Harry Potter - Rating: NC-17 - Genres: Drama,Romance - Characters: Draco,Ginny - Warnings: [!!!] [X] - Published: 2008-01-24 - Updated: 2008-01-25 - 2248 words

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*Chapter12*

The Woes of Ginny Weasley



A gentle knock came at the bathroom door.

"Go away," Ginny said in a tired voice.

"Ginny, can I come in, please," Hermione said in a very low and humble tone.

"Please Hermione I don't feel like talking right now," Ginny was constant.

Ginny heard her footsteps go down the stairs. Then she heard amuch heavier set of footsteps come to the door.

"Ginny," came Ron's voice very subdued.

"I don't want to talk right now Ron, okay."

She heard his feet descend down the steps. They were followed by amuch quicker set of feet this time. This person did not knock; they just opened the door and came in.

"Ginny what's going on dear, is every thing all right? Her mother's voice came from the other side other curtain.

"No, but I will be okay,"she answered her mother.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"No, but thanks for asking."

"It's not Harry is it?"

"No, I just have a lot on my mind that's all. It has been a pretty eventful week you know."

"Yes I know dear."

"Mom, did you know that Dobby and Winky were married?"

"Yes."

"Did you know that I think Aunt Petunia and Remus are in love?"

"You could be right Ginny."

"I also don't want to talk to Hermione right now."

"I gathered as much dear."

"I want Ron to stick his head in the toilet and let her flush a few times."

"I can understand that."

"I don't know if I can do all this mum?" Ginny finally said what was really on her mind.

"You're a strong, bright and independent young woman."

"I met Sandra Hoyt, the woman Hermione was talking about today at St. Mungo's."

"You did?"

"She is very sick mum; Ithink she might die soon."

"Really, that's awful."

The tears began to revisit Ginny's eyes

"She's not Draco's son's mother but, she might as well be according to Tonks."

"And." Ginny could tell her mom with all her motherly wisdom knew they were getting to the heart of this conversation.

"When she dies he won't have her any more."

"How do you know she is going to die?"

"You could see it in her eyes, she knows herself her time is near," Ginny had a tightness in her throat as she spoke.

There was a long pause in their talking as Ginny debated on whether to tell her mom what else was on her mind.

"Mom if I tell you this .. . you can not tell dad, Ron, no one."

"Okay Ginny, what is it."

"Take the witches oath mom."

Ginny pulled the curtain back where she could now see her mother's face plainly. Her mother held up two fingers and put one on each side of her nose and pulled her eyes down.

"Witches Honor."

Ginny told her mom about Ian, and Draco, and how Sandra was very sick. How she thought that Draco loved Sandra very much but the kind of love a brother and sister share. How beautiful Ian was, how she was really drawn to him. How she didn't know if she could bear the thought of her children having to go through this world with out her, or Harry. She was afraid now of getting married and having children. She did not know if she wanted to bear this prophecy. Her mother listened to her every word; she did not comment much on anything she just let her talk until she was finished.

"Ginny, all I can tell you is I am sure you will make the right decisions," she said. "Now get your self together and come down stairs for dinner."

She opened the door to leave and Ginny said, "Thanks mum."

"That's why I am your mother, Ginny," and she closed the door behind her.

Ginny removed herself from the warm water of her bath. She went to her room and shut the door. She wasn't staying there she was going out. She did not know where but out. She looked in the mirror and unharmed her hair to her normal length again. She rummaged through the closet for some evening clothes; she put on her necklace and went down stairs.

"Well I am glad you joined us, Ginny," her mother said standing at the stove.

Ron looked at Ginny, eyes as wide as pancakes as did Hermione.

"Going somewhere Ginny?" her father asked her studying her attire.

"I got some things to do dad."

"Dressed like that, what do you have to do," Ron said leaning on the counter. "I can see your, well Ican see more than anyone should. And if you bend over well, I would hate to think."

Ginny looked down, and she did suppose her neckline was a bit plummeting, and her dress was snug and short, but she was feeling a bit risqu
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