Harry Potter and The Soul Guide

Chapter-11

“Ginny dear!” called Mrs. Weasley. “Wake up! The train will leave in just a few hours!”

Ginny groaned and got up from her bed. She looked around her room and found all of her stuff neatly packed. Every since Harry left, she’d been so bored, so finally she decided on packing her school stuff. Her clothes had never been so neatly folded, even by her own mother. The Marauders Map was hidden below all of her things, that way no one would find it. Harry told her before he left to keep an eye on it, just in case there was another attack on Hogwarts.

As she stepped out of her bed and put on her muggle clothes she thought about where Harry was and how he was doing. She wondered if he had gotten his guide yet. That guide, she knew, was very important, and it would make his journey much easier.

“Ginny!” yelled her mum again. “Ginny get down here now! Breakfast is getting cold!”

Ginny sighed and yelled, “I’m up mum, and I’m coming!” She walked down the stairs, and saw her whole family bustling around the house. She just sat down, grabbed a plate, and made her breakfast plate.

“Ron, why aren’t you packed?!” Mrs. Weasley yelled at her youngest son. “Why do we have to go through this every year? It makes no sense! Why don’t you take a lesson from Hermione once in awhile?!”

“Why are you yelling at me so much this morning?! Ginny probably isn’t packed either! Right, Gin?” Ron looked at her, praying that she wouldn’t have her things packed either.

“Actually, I packed everything yesterday. I decided to take mum’s advice this year. Too bad you didn’t do the same Ron.” She laughed at the look of frustration and anger on his face, and ate her breakfast.

“Go pack, Ron!” screamed Mrs. Weasley, and Ron bolted up the stairs to his room and began his packing.

Mrs. Weasley looked over at Ginny, sat down, and asked her, “Are you going to be okay, dear?”

“I think I’ll be okay mum,” she said. “He’s not dead, after all, he’s only out in the world. School will be great this year! I’ll have a lot of fun classes, and I’ll anticipate Harry’s return.”

“Yes, Ginny dear, but you must also think of what’ll happen in case he doesn’t return,” Mrs. Weasley responded. “Don’t get too optimistic, you may get really hurt.”

“Molly,” Mr. Weasley said, “I think it’s great that she’s optimistic. She’s showing hope that he will come back, and that our world will be fixed soon. It’s always a good thing to be hopeful.”

“I guess you’re right, Arthur.”

“Mum, Dad, Harry will be fine,” Ginny said. “He’s strong, he’ll make it. He saved the Sorcerers Stone, he saved me from the Chamber of Secrets. He saved Sirius from the dementors and produced a proper Patronus at the age of thirteen. He competed in the Triwizard Tournament as the youngest competitor and won. He fought the Death Eaters in the Department of Mysteries, and told all of us what to do in case of an attack last year. Mum, Dad, he was with Dumbledore when he died, he knows a lot more than you do, and you should both have a little more faith in him. I’m not showing optimism, I’m telling the plain truth. Just… have some faith. Things will work out.”

“Yes, Ginny, but has he ever done anything without help? Think about it, dear, he has no help this time.”

“Mum, I think he has a lot more help than you may think, trust me.”

“Yes, but--,” Mrs. Weasley started, but was interrupted by Remus.

“Are we ready to go everyone?” he asked. “Everyone packed?”