Lost.In.Thoughts.[(Open)]

[Ginny Weasley]

She always knew herself to be the girl that was able to deal. Able to make it through life with a smile, and no put anyone down. But lately the girls becoming distant from her family. She'll do whatever it takes to just get away for a while. Even if it meant running in the woods, or going to the beach. Today however she had a broom in her hand, a snitch tucked in her pocket and a quaffle tucked under her arm.

Anybody in the wizard town would know, that Ginny loved to play, and couldn't wait to get to back to Hogwarts and play for the house team. She absolutely couldn't wait, and show Slytherin off this year. Thats one thing Ginny had. Pride. She hated loosing, to anybody, and tended to have selected hearing when told the word no.

Thats why the young red head didn't even ask to come out to the quidditch pitch. She didn't want to face that one word. So she left without a trace. Now that she was out of the house, a smile was replaced from the frown, and she walked out onto the pitch.

Her Gryffindor quidditch robes billowed in the breeze. Tying her hair up high on her head she mounted her broom. The smile changed to a grin as she reached into her back pocket and pulled out the little golden ball. Dropping the red one on the ground, she released the snitch. A grin tugged on her lips, and she kicked off the ground. The wind blew the loose hair, but Ginny didn't take any notice, her eyes stayed peeled to the small golden ball.

[Ron Weasley]

Ron had been alone for some time now. Not because he wanted to be, but because nobody was around to be with. It was nearly impossible to be near someone without a teacher staring at you suspiciously. It was almost like they thought that the small group was plotting to take over the school. Even if they were, they would never get through with it. All of the Death Eaters about. And everyone was to scared to go through with it anyway. The only resistance still about was Dumbledore's Army.

Luckily, nobody knew where they're secret meeting place was. That was a relief. They hadn't been ambushed since his fifth year, and nobody seemed to be planning on doing it again. For all they knew, the Army had vanished two years ago.

Ron walked silently across the grounds. He wasn't headed in any particular direction. He probably shouldn't even be on the grounds without a trustable teacher around. But after an incident that happened late after Midnight not to long ago, he had to keep an eye out for Ginny. He now knew what she did, running off alone. And she had to be watched. Unfortunately, she had slipped from his eyes. So he had come to look. Even if it meant going into the forbidden forest.

But, lucky for him, he saw her flying about 100 feet above him. Alone, of course. He sighed deeply, half relieved that she was okay, but furious that she had left the castle on her own again. He began walking towards the pitch, trying to calm himself down.

[Ginny Weasley]

Her bright brown eyes caught site of the red hair coming toward the pitch. Coming to a stop, and loosing the site of the snitch, she muttered under her breath. Ron, Ginny could tell, was mad, and for some reason she knew why.

After their confrontation in the common room, she had seen her brother everywhere she was. She knew he had kept her in his site, and thats one of the reasons Ginny hated having all brothers. They were to protective. She lowered herself on her broom and flew toward the ground. Once her feet touched she turned toward her brother and placed her hands on her lips, and her lips perched.

Although Ginny didn't realize it, from afar she would look like her mother. She watched Ron inch closer, awaiting his harsh, protective words. So as she waited she didn't tear her eyes away. She was to nervous to do so. His opinion meant the world to her, even if she didn't listen. But right now? Ginny wanted her own time, and she wasn't getting it with Ron around.