Resolutions (Harry & Ginny Fan Fiction)

Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes

Since the 'Harry accident' I have been avoiding Hermiones talk however she would catch me sooner or later but at the minute she was too immersed in the prospect of the coming O.W.L results. She was becoming frantic, bordering on hysterical if you ask me, but soon the results would arrive and have you guessed? Hermione did amazing, getting 10 outstandings and 1 exceeds expectations! Ron and Harry didn't do too bad either. My O.W.L year is this year too so I am a little nervous about what is coming but I'm not going to freak out. All in all I am a pretty average student, only excelling in Charms which is by far my favourite subject. Although, after seeing what Hermione was like last year I am not going to go too overboard with the revision however Harry and Ron did do the polar opposite - barely anything - and I didn't want to be like them either. I was content with a happy medium. 

With the arrival of O.W.L results came all our Hogwarts letters. I was so looking forward to seeing Emily and Alex again (A/N: I changed the names! ) and also just to enjoy the magical atmosphere that came with a new year at Hogwarts. Going back to school means also that I need new books, quills, parchment and lots more, as required on the included equipment list that came along with our letters at the beginning of each year. There was only one thing we could get wizarding supplies such as these and that was Diagon Alley. 

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Breakfast the next day was a awful affair. News of Ollivander's and Florean Fortescue's disappearances did nothing to brighten our spirits at the prospect of returning to the place that they had been unlawfully captured and most likely killed. Although we didn't know the full extent to their fates, I hoped they would not be murdered as I had got my wand at Ollivanders and had my fair share of ice-creams at Florean's shops.  They were both good men, no matter how wacky and weird they sometimes were. 

Bill handed a small bag of galleons across the table to where Harry was sat. Apparently it was taking hours at a time for one person to withdraw any money from the Gringotts because security had been tightened due to the threat of You-Know-Who, but the goblins would not pick a side in this battle. Which is a bit annoying but what will be will be. Many would be suprised by my attitude as I am the fiery red-head after all, but to be honest, I don't blame the goblins however much I would like their help. They do not get their rights with wizards so why would they help us in our desperate time of need.

"'E is always so thoughtful!" Fleur exclaimed admiringly, stroking Bill's nose. God give me strength, that is disgusting. Do they mind I am eating! Humorously, I mimed vomiting into my cereal at the revolting, lovey-dovey pair, resulting in Harry choking on his cornflakes. At least he thinks I'm funny! Ron proceeded to thump him on the back, slightly harder than he should have done in all honesty. 

The arrival of the ministry cars, specially ordered to escort the famous Harry Potter, we set of to the shopping centre of the wizarding world; Diagon Alley. 

With the added security of our very large friendly giant, Hagrid, we were all set and entered the street through the entrance in the pub, the Leaky Cauldron. The Bar-Man Tom was an odd-looking man, his spine was curved meaning he was bent like an old crook and his head was free from hair, yet his eyebrows seemed to have gained that that was lost from the main body of his head. There was one substantial difference in the Leaky Cauldron as on a usual day it would be bustling with a unique array of magical folk however today it was deserted. The only noise was that made by the floorboards beneath our own feet. The more I saw of the grubby little pub the more I felt sorry for the little man with the bushy eyebrows. 

The trip was pretty routine as I went with Mum and Dad to Flourish and Blotts to buy books while Harry, Ron and Hermione went with Hagrid to Madam Malkins. The bookshop was stacked head-to-toe with books, to satisfy any customer who wandered into the shop. A small, elf-sized man inside hurried quickly, shoving the books ungraciously into our hands and shooing us out the shop as fast as possible, the door slamming on the way out. These are dark times. 

The only part of this trip that I was really looking forward to was visiting my twin brothers, Fred and George Weasley's joke shop. Approaching the building it was clear to see what  made it stand out from other shops on the street, while the others were dismal and dark, Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes was the picture of explosive colour and mischief, a clear reflection of the twins personality. They had always been big pranksters therefore this ambition suited them to all extremes. A sign hung from the window of the shop, it said:

Why Are You Worrying About You-Know-Who? You Should be Worrying about U-No-POO - the constipation sensation that's gripping the nation!

Upon noticing the sign, mum sighed and muttered inaudibly but surely had something to do with the risk that Fred and George were taking advertising such a thing. However although I was worried about my brothers safety, this was absolutely hilarious and I laughed like a maniac, doubling over and gripping my stomach as it hurt from the unstoppable laughter erupting from my mouth. I just couldn't stop and soon I was joined by the others. That's it we were all gone!

After we had recovered from our laughing fit, I wandered aimlessly around the store until I saw Hermione stood at a stand which shone was femininity. 'Love Potions' the sign said, 'Finding it hard to entice that special someone, then become irresistible with this latest sensation!' The bottles were cliche and shaped like a heart but they were obviously bringing in some galleons as there was a large swarm of teenage girls crowded around the stand. 

"Oh, from what I hear you won't be needing one of those!" The unmistakable voice of George shouted from behind me. I scoffed, what were they insinuating. " I heard you are dating the young Mister Dean Thomas."

"It wouldn't be any of your business if I am!" I said shooting daggers at Ron who had obviously spiled the beans about my relationship. He was stood with Harry who was pointedly looking in the opposite direction and ignored all my attempts to catch his eye. What does that mean? Darn, that boy is annoying.

About half-way through our browsing at the joke-shop. Harry, Ron and Hermione mysteriously disappeared, before randomly reappearing around 15 minutes later. What were they up to? 

A/N: So here is another chapter. I am back of Holiday now and I had a great time so I should be uploading at least once a week from now on. No promises though I'm afraid. I'm not a big fan of the second chapter so I wanted to make this one better and I am pleased with how it turned out! What do you think?

I also need a new cover so if anyone would like to make one I would be honoured to use it as my cover picture?!

Finally a huge disclaimer to J.K Rowling as I am not taking credit for the masterpiece of a world that she created!