Wands, Wishes, and Weasleys

Chapter 10: Siblings

Harry POV:

I see Mr. Weasley walking down the stairs coming from talking to Ginny. He looks sad and disappointed. But it wasn't just any disappointment, it was the disappointment that showed failure and sorrow for what's lost that can never be regained.

"How is she?" I ask him, not daring to meet his eyes.

"She's not great," He hesitated, "but I think it would help if you talked to her," I saw him make a pained expression as he finished his sentence. I knew he was excited to have another grandchild in the family, but he was sad knowing that his little girl isn't a little girl anymore- she is a full-grown woman making her own decisions, and I can tell that he doesn't like this at all.

I nod and walk up the stairs to Ginny's old room. Every step I take it feels like the landing above me is getting further and further away.

I finally reach her door and knock lightly, barely touching my knuckles to the door. "Go away," I heard her Mumble. It was so quiet that I could barely hear her voice, but I knew she could hear me, so I knocked again- slightly louder than before. "I said GO AWAY!" She emphasised that last two words as she wrenched the door open, her face in a tight scowl. "Oh, sorry Harry, I didn't know that it was you,"

I followed her into her old bedroom. It still had her bed with the green blanket and pillows, Holyhead Harpies posters on the walls; being a fangirl even though she was on the team.

"It looks the same," I say, before plopping down on the bed next to Ginny.

She caught me looking at the Harpies poster and said, "I've decided to take a break for the season. I'm going to help Coach be a kind of assistant coach/team manager."

"I think that's a great idea," I pause before going on, knowing this could get ugly quickly. "So how are you holding up?"

She grimaces before her face slides into a mask of anger, "I should be the one asking you that. My idiot brother Ron punched you just because he's jealous! It's like fifth year all over again!" She clenched her fists and turned around to start abusing a pillow. "THAT! STUPID!-"

Before she could finish yelling her insult out to the whole world, I grabbed her hands and pulled them back so that they rested on her legs. I left my hands on hers so that I could rub them to calm her down. "Hey, it's fine, I'm fine! Ron just cares about you, he was nervous, and I don't blame him. He's not jealous, just over-protective."

Her fists tightened again, but I didn't let go- knowing that she would take it out on her poor pillow again. "Well, he needs to learn that I'm not a baby anymore and that I don't need his protection!"

"He's just trying to be the good older brother that you deserve! He's just worried that you'll get hurt!" Her fists started to loosen slowly, so I continued, "Honestly, if I were him and found out that my best friend slept with my sister I would be mad too!"

"Yeah, but I'm a grown woman- and married! We have every right to sleep together if we want to and there's nothing he can do about it."

"You've got a point, but I think shock just got to him before reason did."

"I guess, but that doesn't make up for him breaking your nose!"

"Nothing we can't fix!"

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and Hermione came in followed by an ashamed-looking Ron.

Ginny's face got sour, but at least her hands stayed unclenched.

"Hi you two, we just came in because Ron wanted to apologise," Hermione explained.