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but your heart is gonna see you through

Jul 12, 2011 17:53

The odds were stacked against them. This was not a fight that they seemed meant to win, at least not on paper. The Boy Who Lived was dead. Fred was dead and countless others. Hogwarts was in ruins. It should be over ( Read more... )

debut, kate gregson, draco malfoy, harry potter, bill weasley, polly o'keefe, hermione granger, ginny weasley

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dreamily_luna July 15 2011, 20:26:47 UTC

Luna is not very often surprised, and she's hoped for this day since she first found Harry in the kitchen. She thought then that it might all be happening, though of course things had gone wrong, hadn't they?

"Ginny?"

Her voice is so soft, almost tremulous.

"Ginny, are you really here today?"

ashotofgin July 16 2011, 17:23:35 UTC

There was a strange relief that washes over her. No matter how strange today has been, no matter how awful or long there was no mistaking Luna. Her was her friend, the strange girl with her long blonde hair and dreamy expression just as solid and real as she had been a little while before.

Exhaling as a smile broke across her face, Ginny felt some of the tension ebb away. She was still tired and felt tightly wound, but this was good.

"Yes, Luna. I'm really here."

dreamily_luna July 16 2011, 19:01:03 UTC

Abandoning all pretense-- for while Harry and Ron and Hermione form a trio, so do her and Ginny and Neville-- Luna allows herself to run the rest of the way. She clings to Ginny, frankly amazed at the amount of emotion she can feel.

"It's been so very long," she whispers. "It's been so long."

ashotofgin July 16 2011, 20:28:59 UTC

Wrapping her arms around her friend, Ginny was so relieved just to see someone that she knew, let alone a friend that she felt tears stinging her eyes. She wasn't much for crying at the drop of a hat, but today was definitely an exception. An hour ago things had been overwhelming and difficult, but she had to power through.

Now she felt her defenses breaking down. Here was her friend, alive and solid in her arms. Or perhaps they were both dead and only fooled into thinking they were alive. She didn't know how much the girl who explained things to her could be trusted.

"Not for me it hasn't. I only just saw you an hour or so ago."

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of_badfaith July 15 2011, 21:13:17 UTC

He'd seen that face more than enough, already. In all other cases, he'd found, much to his relief, that while the face was distantly familiar, the girl ultimately was not.

This time, the wand was enough confirmation. Another Weasley. Perfect.

"And what, exactly, are you planning on doing with that? Poking me to death?"

ashotofgin July 16 2011, 17:29:29 UTC

This was just bad timing. More than just bad timing, it was one of the last people that she wanted to see right then. Bruised and bloodied, tired beyond relief what little comfort there was to be had from seeing a familiar face immediately washed away.

Malfoy. Perfect.

"Hadn't thought about it, but I could do that," she said taking a step closer and looking down at the wand in her hand. "Or I could do something else."

of_badfaith July 18 2011, 03:32:57 UTC

"Or you can turn right around, march through those trees and throw the bloody thing in the ocean. It'll do you just as much good, there," he sighed. Honestly, he'd never had a problem with Ginny Weasley, personally, but he'd never needed a personal slight to justify his hatred of the Weasleys and their ever expanding brood.

"Have you already gotten the Welcome Speech, or has my day just gotten that much better?"

ashotofgin July 18 2011, 20:34:54 UTC

Ginny didn't care what she had been told. She didn't care that she had been told (and seen when she had tried and failed to produce anything) that magic didn't exist here. No, there was something about Malfoy's face, the way that the git was talking to her that made her dig her proverbial heels in and stay stuck.

"Oh, I've gotten it," she said, tucking her wand back into her pocket. It was too soon to part with it. It might be useless, but it was still hers. There was no way that she was just going to give it up.

Folding her arms across her chest, she frowned. "I suppose this is just lucky for the pair of us, isn't it? How sweet."

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honestlyrubbish July 15 2011, 21:24:41 UTC

There was a touch of inner conflict that Hermione felt whenever someone familiar came to the island. On one hand, it was impossible to quite describe the relief which passed over her at every known voice, at the shine of light red hair under the sun, at faces which she hadn't seen in months, even years- but any amount of comfort she drew from it was always short-lived. The more people showed up on the island, the more Hermione began to wonder. What was their purpose there? Would they ever return home? Things were rarely as simple as they appeared- and for Tabula Rasa, that certainly set the bar fairly high.

Nevertheless, Hermione stifled the breath that threatened to shake, rubbed the pad of her thumb preemptively against the corner of her eye, and held up her free hand in surrender.

"It's just me, Ginny," she said softly, stepping into a clearing from behind the trees.

ashotofgin July 16 2011, 17:42:00 UTC

Turning her head at the sound of a familiar voice, Ginny felt her shoulders slump slightly in relief. Here was someone she knew, someone familiar and not half-mad and talking about things that made zero sense. There was a quick rush of worry, of wondering what it meant that Hermione was here just as she was. Did that mean that Hermione had fallen? Had they lost after having given so much?

God, Ginny hoped not. Taking off in a quick run that ended just as soon as it had started, she threw her arms around the other girl hugging her tightly. It didn't matter that there had been no preamble, no moment of doubt.

"Hermione. You're all right."

honestlyrubbish July 20 2011, 06:12:49 UTC

While she didn't quite rush forward, Hermione managed to raise her arms just in time for a flash of red to come hurtling forward, her breath escaping her lungs entirely as she was gripped in a tight embrace. Feeling a stinging sensation at the corners of her eyes, Hermione fought off the temptation to break into tears altogether, taking deep and measured breaths to calm herself down, although her grip strengthened too in time. Tentatively, she patted Ginny's head, worried about what she would hear about home, worried about the desperation that she heard in the other girl's tone of voice, but soon enough the relief weighed out, Hermione trying to hide her emotions with a quiet sniff.

"Apparently," she nodded, pressing her lips together. "Better now, for you being here. Did you only just arrive? Has anyone told you where all of us are?"

ashotofgin July 28 2011, 00:00:42 UTC

It was hard to hide her feelings under the best of times. This was far from one of those, the days of stress and exhaustion having finally reached the point where she couldn't fight them any longer. Sniffing as she stepped back from the hug, Ginny brushed under her eyes with the back of her hand.

"I've been told, sort of, by this absolutely mental girl so I sort of know," she took a deep breath and shrugged, eyes still roving the scene. No matter how glad she was to see the other girl she couldn't shake the bad feeling that was clinging to her. "I've been here maybe an hour or so."

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