Dreams Do Come True (Hinny)

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BEFORE HOGWARTS

Ron had met someone. Someone famous. Someone who I couldn't help but stare at. It became a problem. I talked to mom all the time about that person. She got annoyed, so I stayed in my room a lot.

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FIRST YEAR

I didn't know what was happening. There were times that year that I couldn't remember anything. I tried to tell him, I did, but Percy came and I couldn't say it.

Then later, I went down, down into the chamber. I couldn't remember anything that happened after.

The next thing I knew, he was there, looking down at me, helping me escape. And there was Ron and Gilderoy Lockhart. They made a hole in the wall of rocks, and Ron helped me through and brought me into a hug. Fawkes the Phoenix brought us out and we were saved. All because of him.

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SECOND YEAR

I ran through the halls to get to my next lesson. It didn't help that my mind was somewhere completely different from schoolwork. As I raced to Defense Against the Dark Arts that afternoon, only one thought was on my mind. And it definitely wasn't learning how to do Protego.

"Miss Weasley, you're late." Remus Lupin said as I sat down. I could tell he wasn't mad though.

"Sorry," I replied as I took my book out.

"Have the Wrackspurts gone into your brain?" a voice came from my left. I instantly knew who it was. One, because the voice was that far-off, not-really-paying-attention sort of voice; and two, no one other than Luna Lovegood talked about Wrackspurts. I turned my head to look at the calm face with long dirty blond hair. Her silver-blue eyes had the concerned look they always did when someone seemed hurt.

"Uh, no..." I reassured her. "It's just something else."

Luna nodded knowingly and looked back at Professor Lupin.

"Protego is a spell that gives you a great shield..." Professor Lupin started.

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I tried to focus on class, but my mind kept wandering away. And Luna seemed to know exactly what I was thinking. It's a mystery how that girl does it.

"Gin!" a voice called from behind me as I walked out of class (Luna had somehow disappeared). I turned around to see the bushy brown hair of my other best friend, Hermione Granger.

"Hey, Hermione," I said. "How was potions?"

"As terrible as ever," Hermione replied. "Snape's told us we need to do twelve feet of writing on the Draught of Living Death."

"But you love homework."

"Yes, but not when I have to do Harry and Ron's too." There it was again. The word that kept me distracted. I must have been distracted then too, because a few seconds later, Hermione was waving her hand in front of my face saying, "Ginny? Gin, are you okay?"

"Wha—yeah, I'm fine," I told her. "Let's go."

"Oh, hey, Luna," Hermione said as Luna came out from around the corner.

"Hello, Hermione," Luna replied. Hermione, Luna, and I all walked to the Great Hall together for dinner. Luna made her way to the Ravenclaw table as Hermione and I walked to the Gryffindor table.

"Hey, Harry. Hey, Ron," Hermione said as we sat down. And there it was again. The word that was in my head.

"Hey, Hermione. Gin," Harry replied. I nodded at him in acknowledgment, then started to eat very fast.

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