Ginny fumed as she and Neville snuck into Hogwarts under Harry’s invisibility cloak armed with brooms, the Maurauder’s map and a cleverly charmed necklace. Harry had been right; she really didn’t like this. Avoiding Mrs Norris and the remaining teachers, especially Harry’s mate, they made their way up to the third floor girl’s bathroom. Harry had warned them that his mate might be able to smell the magic that he had infused the necklace with, so they were relieved to see that the potions master was down in the dungeons.
“Who’s there? I know someone’s there! Have you come to laugh at the dead girl?”
Ginny quietly groaned to herself. She had hoped that Moaning Myrtle would be somewhere else. She slipped the cloak off and spoke hastily. “It’s just me, Myrtle. Ginny. Do you remember me? I’ve brought my friend Nev; Harry sent us.”
That brought the ghost up short. She spoke in a sickly sweet tone.
“Oooh, Harry. How is he?” Her tone turned petulant. “He hasn’t been to see me in ever so long. He’s probably forgotten about me, like everyone else.”
“Err, no Myrtle! How could anyone possibly forget you?” Neville said with complete honesty. “Harry’s been really busy, that’s all. He wanted us to say hi to you though.”
Myrtle smiled. “Of course he did, Harry’s sweet.” Much to Neville’s horror, she looked him over. “You’re cute too. Not as cute as Harry, but even so. Do you have a girlfriend?”
Terrified into thinking fast, Nev grabbed Ginny’s hand. “Yes, I do, actually. Ginny and I have been dating for a few weeks now.”
“We have?” questioned Ginny. Neville squeezed her hand tightly. “Ouch, oh, yes, of course we have. He may not be as cute as Harry, but he kisses like a demon!” Neville went white at Myrtle’s speculative look, and hauled a giggling Ginny over to the sinks.
“Find the snake, find the snake,” he muttered frantically under his breath, recalling Harry’s instructions. “Aha! Found it! Give me the necklace Gin.” He stood in front of the sink that masked the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets and activated the necklace. The small snake pendant awoke and spoke the word ‘open’ in parseltongue. He spared a thought for Harry’s brilliance in creating the mimicking spell, then leapt down the pipe. Ginny joined him at the bottom, still giggling over their encounter with Myrtle.
“So, Nev, what do you think of our relationship so far?” Ginny grinned at the blushing boy.
“Ah, but, umm…” Seizing on his hidden Gryffindor courage, he straightened. “Feels like I just signed up for suicide by Weasley. Err. Exactly how many older brothers do you have again?
“Are we including Harry?” asked Ginny impishly.
Neville’s eyes widened, thinking off how protective Harry was of his friends and adopted family. “Wow, good thing I like boys.” He mumbled, then paled dramatically, looking like he desperately wanted to take that back.
Ginny laughed again. She’d been watching the older Gryffindor for some time, and had been interested to see that his eyes strayed in the same direction as hers. “Well; a boy anyway.”
“I … don’t know what you mean,” blushed Neville.
“Oh? I’m sure I’ve never noticed you paying particular interest in one of the snakes before… Silly me, must be my imagination.”
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Blood Bonds
Fanfiction18 lonely years Severus has been without his vampiric mate. Now, another has come into his inheritance... Disclaimer* STORY WAS NOT WRITTEN BY ME
