things that go bump in the night [Ginny]

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Sleeping was lovely, especially when the dreams were nice. Ginny hadn't been sleeping well as it was, so those rare nights when she didn't have a bad dream were ones she ended up being very thankful for in the morning. Just before the end of last term, Harry had come back from the Tournament clutching to the dead body of Cedric from Hufflepuff and saying that He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named had returned. Of course Ginny believed him. She didn't often not believe Harry. She trusted him. So it shouldn't have been a surprise that she'd been frightened at first. The girl had gotten to the point where she could carry on during the day, but her mind brought back horrible memories of the Chamber of Secrets when she fell asleep at night. Her first year at Hogwarts had been a rather terrifying one and it seemed that her subconscious was trying to prepare her for the worst. To her credit, she didn't wake up screaming often, and when she did she didn't think she was loud enough for anyone to notice. Usually she just woke up in a sweat and with a racing heart. Reliving her worst memory wasn't a way Ginevra Weasley preferred to spend the night.

Tonight was better, though. Tonight her dreams gave her a pleasant and colorful dream. She and a few friends were walking down the road to the muggle town. For whatever reason, her friends from school had been staying with her and since the day was bright and beautiful, they wanted to spend some time outside. They spent their time trying to figure out how muggles lived without magic and going in and out of their little shops. And then Harry was there. And he actually didn't seem to mind speaking to her. How Harry had gotten there, Ginny had no idea, but she wasn't about to complain about it. Just when he'd been asking her about her summer, there was a loud bang behind her. It sounded like one of the muggles had blown up their house. That was when Ginny's mind jolted awake and she practically jumped out of her bed. The source of the sound was none other than her brother Ron.

Though now sitting up straight in her bed, Ginny was still half asleep and wondered why her brother had ruined her perfectly happy day. Her eyes adjusted and she realized that she was no longer in the muggle village, but her own room. She was about to ask what her brother was doing in her room, her arms instinctively reaching for the blankets to cover up again though she wasn't at all indecent in her pajama pants and top, when he told her to wake up because someone was in the house.”What are you talking about Ron?” She swung her feet out of bed, not having heard the commotion downstairs, and slid into her slippers. “Of course there's something in the house. Mum, Dad, Fred, George, the bloody ghoul... You're going to need to be specific.” How odd it was that Ron had come into her room for this. Maybe that was just because it was on the way, or maybe he hadn't meant to come in at all. He had made a bit of noise coming into the room. Then she heard a bang coming from downstairs. Okay, so maybe not Mum and Dad. They'd be more quiet. Still, it could be the twins. Ginny sat up straighter than she thought she had ever before and looked to her dresser, grabbing her wand. She knew fully well that she couldn't use magic outside of Hogwarts, but if it was between being expelled and dying, she'd go with getting expelled. Her parents would understand. “Okay, so maybe someone is in the house...” She stood up and put her ear to the door. “What do you think it is?”

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