A/N: Hiya kids! Haha so I finally started writing again because I finally thought of something interesting to write. Yay! Summer means lots of writing opportunities for me, which may mean faster updates for you. I really hope that you all will be great reviewers and give me good feedback on what you like and what you don't. I am motivated to update and write faster when I get reviews (hint hint). I will accept pretty much anything you have to say and if you want to flame, go right ahead because not everyone can love me right? I love the "one" key because it combined with "shift" are my favorite thing in the English language the exclamation point, I use it a lot, just a warning.

So this story was originally gonna be a Hermione/Draco, but the truth is that Ginny fits the profile of what I wanted for the girl character better (and I like her red hair haha). Ginny is in her 6th year, making Draco and the Trio in their seventh. My story is as if HBP never happened because (1) I love Dumbledore and I want him to be alive and (2) I can't stand the idea of Draco being that evil. There will be romance (but maybe not in the way you would expect hehe) and plenty of funny moments.

This chapter is massive amounts of description and most of it is a flashback to the day before.

Thoughts are in italics

"Talking is in quotes"

Bold and underline is for emphasis

So yeah enough talk!Read, review, enjoy!

Disclaimer: I own nothing you recognize.

That Damn Potion

Chapter 1

Ginny Weasley woke up in an amazingly comfortable and huge four poster bed, which was not her own. She shot up in the bed, confused as to where she was. After quickly looking around she relaxed with a sigh of relief. She was in the quite large and lovely Head Girls' room, which was not hers either. It was Hermione's room, she had let Ginny stay there for the holidays because Ginny's room was in a state of… disarray to put it nicely.

XxxxxxxxxxxFlashback to YesterdayxxxxxxxxxxX

"Ginny! What happened!" asked the quite shocked voice of Hermione Granger. She was standing in the doorway to Ginny's room, which looked as if a giant had thrown a tantrum there. The curtains on the beds were torn and lying on the floor with quite a few of Ginny's possessions strewn across the floor. One girl's bed was missing two of its bedposts and Ginny's bed had collapsed in the middle and fallen to pieces on the floor. Feathers from pillows and material from mattresses were scattered everywhere. Nothing seemed to be in whole pieces that had been left out in the open when Ginny had left only 2 hours ago.

"I have no idea." Ginny replied as she stamped out a small fire that was still burning on one of the curtains (or what was left of a curtain). It was the last day of school before the Christmas holidays and almost everyone had gone home for the holidays by now. Her room mates were all gone and hadn't seen the state their room was currently in.

"Who would have done this?" asked Hermione obviously disgusted by the heartlessness of the act.

"Yet again I have no idea." Ginny replied.

"Well what are you going to do?"

"Nothing. I'll tell McGonagall and have someone fix it for me. It shouldn't take long, they'll probably have it down by the time I want to go to bed."

"You're going to stay here still?"

"Well yeah, I don't see why not."

"What if they come back? Why don't you just come to my house with Harry, Ron and me for Christmas? Come on it won't be that bad."

"I already told you that I really just want to stay here for the holidays this time."

"Ok, but I still don't want you to stay in here… I know! You can stay in my room while I'm gone. And don't try to object because I will feel way too guilty leaving you here by yourself. Anyway my room is really nice and you get it practically all to yourself."

"Well alright, that could be nice."

"Great! We'll take your stuff back to my room!"

The two girls packed up Ginny's things (that were still in tact) and levitated them down and out of Gryffindor Tower and made their way towards the Heads' common room. They arrived at the picture of a witch who was wearing too much make-up and extremely gaudy robes. Her hair was huge and she was looking at herself in a hand mirror inspecting her face. Hermione cleared her throat and the woman looked up at the two girls.

"Oh so sorry dears I didn't see you there, I was making sure my face was flawless, you know how much work it is to stay beautiful." she paused and quickly looked Hermione and Ginny up and down, "Well maybe you don't. I mean you girls could use a little more makeup and maybe a facelift, never too young for a facelift! Especially if it'll help your appearance and you girls could use the help…"

"Doxycide." Hermione interrupted her.

"Oh and those eyebrows are just horrible. More like a caterpillar crawling across your face if you ask me…"

"DOXYCIDE!" Hermione practically screamed.

"Well you don't have to scream darling. I was just trying to be helpful." The portrait swung open and Ginny and Hermione walked in. Now that witch obviously had something wrong with her eyes because both girls were exceptionally beautiful. Hermione with her curly brown hair and large brown eyes and rather tall slim figure was very pretty. Ginny was also pretty, but in a complete different way than Hermione. Ginny was on the shorter side standing a mere five feet four inches, she was the epitome of an hourglass figure that any other girl would kill for; which she highly thanked the women in the Weasley family for passing on to her instead of her mother's rounder body type. Her hair was long and red while her eyes were an amazing emerald green color like the rest of her family.

"That is a really weird password." Ginny said as she looked around Hermione's common room as they walked in. Ginny had been here plenty of times, but she was always was somewhat surprised by the room.

The common room was a deep burgundy with mahogany wood trim. Two curving grand staircases were on the back wall, one on the left and the other on the right lead up to a visible balcony-like hallway, which had three doors one on the left wall, one on the opposite wall and one dead center on the back wall. The middle door was elevated so it had three steps leading up to the entrance to the bathroom that Hermione shared with the head boy. There were two large leather couches in the middle of the room with a coffee table that matched the trim in between them. There were also chairs made out of the same leather scattered throughout the room. There was also a large fireplace in the center of the back wall. Books, rolls of parchment, ink bottles, and quills were scattered on all the small side tables that were next to most of the chairs. Rather large windows occupied what space was left of the back wall lighting up the room during the daytime. The best thing was the old golden chandelier that hung down from the ceiling.

Hermione went up the staircase on the left and went through the door on her left at the top of the stairs. They walked into Hermione's beautiful room that was crimson red with matte gold trim (obviously inspired by her being in Gryffindor house). Her large canopy bed was elevated on a platform one step up from the floor in the middle of the left wall. The bed had a large red, very fluffy duvet and gold linens. There was a large desk on the back wall and a door to the closet on the right wall. Closest to her on the right was a small hallway and set of steps that went into the bathroom, which was painted the same red color, but with silver trim and stainless steal bathroom appliances (for lack of a better word).

Ginny flopped down on the bed that was going to be hers for the next two weeks and a smile crossed her face at the idea of having this room all to herself.

"So Ginny have you talked to him yet?" Hermione asked looking unusually mischievous.

"Noooo!" Ginny let out, infuriated with herself. She knew exactly who Hermione was referring to. Ian Bevel, the rather gorgeous seventh year Ravenclaw that she had fallen for. He was quite cute with his shaggy brown hair and blue eyes and tall muscular body, but Ginny had never even actually talked to him, which irritated her almost to the point of insanity. She was usually a very courageous, blunt, and forward person, except for when it came to Ian. Their current knowledge of each other consisted of her accidentally running into him once and him saying sorry and picking up her bag for her before running off to his next class.

"Well, what are you going to do?" Hermione asked.

"I don't even know! I really need a way to get him to notice me!"

"I'm not rally sure if this works or not, but I heard Lavendar and Pavarti talking about that potion shop down in Hogsmeade. You know the one run by that ancient old lady?" Hermione started

"Yea… and?" Ginny asked eager to find a way to get Ian to notice her.

"Well that old lady brews these love potions and…"

Ginny cut Hermione off before she could continue "No way, I don't want him to all of a sudden fall for me! I just want to get noticed."

"Well then let me finish! It's not a full blown love potion. It's this stuff that only lasts a certain amount of time and makes the drinker become more interested in the person that gave it to them. It's kind of like they see you in a new light. Then you have to get them to really fall for you before the potion wears off or they go back to the way they were."

"Wow that actually sounds perfect! Thanks Hermione, I'll go to Hogsmeade tomorrow and get it!"

"No problem. Oh no, I have to go! I told Harry and Ron I would meet them at Hogsmeade so we could get to my house."

"Are you using the floo network?" Ginny asked.

"Yea. I'll see you on New Year's Eve for the ball! Bye!" Hermione said walking towards the door levitating her trunk behind her.

"Bye and thanks again!"

"Good luck Gin!" Hermione said as she left the room. Ginny flopped back onto the bed and looked up at the material of the canopy. I'm gonna need it.

XxxxxxxxxxxEnd FlashbackxxxxxxxxxxX

Ginny got up and got ready. She got dressed in jeans and a warm sweater and grabbed her coat and a pair of gloves and a hat as she walked out the door. She went through the castle and out the front doors and began her walk towards Hogsmeade. She arrived and made a stop in Fred and George's shop on her way to the Potions store. Once she was done telling Fred and George she wouldn't be caught dead at home for Christmas. She made her way down a side street to the Potions shop. As she was about to grab the door handle, the door flew open and an unusually happy looking Malfoy walked out.

"Malfoy."

"Why hello Weaselette, did I hear correctly? You're going to be staying in the head's rooms?"

"Yea I am."

"Well stay out of my room and we will do just fine." said Malfoy who was unusually cheery, which was creeping Ginny out. She had almost forgotten that it was Malfoy who she had to share the common room with for the next two weeks. Hermione had almost cried when she found out that Malfoy was Head Boy, but she hadn't had too many problems with him. He didn't seem too upset about Ginny staying his common room, which made her even more suspicious. He then walked backed towards the main road and out of sight. Ginny just shook her head and walked inside the shop.

A/N: So that's the first chappie and I hope you liked it! If any of you read my other fic then you may have noticed that the Head's common room is VERY similar, that's because I like this set-up, lol. Sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes, but I'm only human! So give me lots of reviews to get the next chapter and believe me this story is really cool once it gets going, so give it (and me) a chance!

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FerretLover

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