Spilt Ginger

By Goddess Teasha

Summary: Quiet, Shy, Weak, ordinary, and plain. All words that at one time or another were associated with Virginia Weasley, until one day she can't take it, and publishes in her meek column in Hogwarts Student News an essay entitled Spilt Ginger, and then to put it loosely All hell breaks loose.

Disclaimer: I own nothing in the Harry Potter Universe.

From The Author:

This is a Draco Ginny tale that I had just sitting around and decided to try. If you Don't like it... Well If no one likes it I'll pull it But I really hope you like. Keep In mind no one is perfect, and I'm not good at Spelling and grammar, but I will try. Be nice. Please don't flame. Well Thanks and Tell me what you think.

~GoddessTeasha

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Virginia Ginger-Belladonna Weasley was nothing like her name sake. She wasn't the least bit spicy, nor poisonous or at least in appearances. She was too tall for the average girl, with long legs, a long mid drift, well endowed, and a sweet face. But no one noticed this about her. She was ignored in 10 sizes to big pants and quidditch shirts. ignored and pushed into the shadows, belittled and ridiculed at every step by every one.

She was always forgotten. The forgotten Weasley. Once when she was 7 her mother had literally forgot her in a shop.... It would have been okay had it only happened once, but sadly her childhood memories were littered with being forgotten here and there. And though now she was in her 5th year of school She was still the Sad little Forgotten Weasley.

It was the First week of School and already Ginny wanted to toss something. Professor Snape had just gave her 2 detentions and deducted 25 Points for her potions partner spilling their potion and causing a couple of kids to break into hives. The girl who had actually spilt the potion got nothing but a stern talking to... She was a Slytherin.

"Whoa, Ginny you look like an ice queen." Colin Creevey said and quickly snapped her picture. Ginny froze. If she looked like an ice queen then why had he snapped her picture.

"thanks Collin." Ginny murmured as He plopped down next to her. He began telling her about a new class he took over the break. suddenly some one bumped into Ginny's back with a very heavy bag sending her foreword into her lunch, Her plate got shoved foreword and the next thing was a domino effect of pumpkin glasses all the way down the Gryffindor table.

"oh god!" Ginny heard Ron say and blushed at his sister.

Ginny blushed. "um sorry..." She murmured and grabbed her bag leaving the great hall quickly.

Ginny pulled out a roll of parchment and a quill.

Lost Loves

As Our year begins its.....

It took Ginny 20 minutes to write the article on how to quickly get over summers lost loves. and the new speed Dating opportunity in Hogsmede. She thought the article was crap. The teacher loved it. Of course.

Draco Malfoy wasn't happy at all. He was pissed he had detention in Herbology, when suddenly he slammed straight into something, that something went sprawling a good 5 to 10 feet away. "Weasel, are you so poor that you can't even afford glasses? You apparently need some seeing as you cant see where the Hell your going." Draco yelled.

"I- I'm sorry."

"Not nearly enough as you should be Weasley." Draco yelled and pushed Ginny back down as he walked by her.

Ginny sighed as she slipped into Hogsmede Second Hand.

"Oh Virginia! I've been waiting and hoping you come in today, I got a ton of... odd muggle clothing from a store going out of business, Hot topic... I put a set of everything in your sizes together Honey, and It's all yours no cost, I don't think I'll be able to push this stuff out if I want just because teens don't normally come in here. It's all shrunk in this purse. There is makeup, and shoes lots of boots, Tons of skirts, Lots of pleather, Tons upon tons of shirts and bodices and dresses, and there are tons upon tons of pants, from Bondage to pleather, to flair, to jeans. Tons of accessories like purses and belts and underclothing and jewelry." Mary the owner of the store said.

"Oh I couldn't-"

"Yes you can and will now out, out of my store." Ginny was pushed out of the store. Ginny headed over to Honeydukes.

"Ahhh just the little guni-pig I was looking for, Sugar Quills released a whole new line of products, from edible quills to edible parchment and ink, and seeing as you signed up for the product testing here is you a box to take to Hogwarts of all their products." Mike the owner said as he pulled out a very large box. He shrunk it and handed it to Ginny.

"Enjoy."

Ginny sighed as she tossed the purse and small palm sized box on her bed. She loved the sweets the owner of Honeydukes often tossed her way for her to write little critiques about, but she still hated the fact that she knew she'd been chosen out of a bit of pity on the fact that the man had noticed that she'd made a strawberry sugar Quill last one whole year. When the man had asked her why she didn't just devour it and she'd said calmly and with dignity that she didn't have all that much pocket money. The man had then recognized her. "Your the Weasley's little one aren't you, The one that writes for the paper, correct."

"Yah I am."

"Well I have a deal for you, I'll give you free products if you'll do a critique of them in the paper."

At the time she'd agreed quickly, but now it felt like a bit of pity to her... She hated Pity. Weather or not she hated it she'd still take it. She sat up on the bed enlarged The box and was shocked at How large the box was and how on the front It stated her name from the Actual Sugar Quill Factory. A letter was taped to the top.

Mrs. Weasley,

Good Day! It has came to our attention that for the past 3 years you have been critiquing our products and many others for the Hogwarts Student News. We have prepared a complete press kit for you to critique. We hope you enjoy all the products. We'd also like a return feedback seeing as it has came apparent to us that your few short liners in the School Newspaper escalate our sales to a new standing, Therefore we'd like to employ you not only as a press correspondence, but a product Tester. Enclosed in these Positions is a monthly box like this with all our goodies and our new goodies and payment of 15 galleons per month.

Fond Regards

Hope to hear from You soon,

Armando Rongal

Ginny froze... She didn't know an one in Sugar Quill which meant that... That what she was doing was literally a job... A critic. 15 Galleons a month! Plus a box of treats! She smiled and set the letter aside. She smiled This was the first good thing that had happened this month. She didn't need to get permission from Miss Allison, The director of the paper to do it because she'd got Permission when she started to do it for Honeydukes. The smile hit her face again as she opened the Sugar quill box.

IT WAS PACKED!

There were 10 Quills of every favor, what looked like 100 rolls of the new edible parchment About 20 things of the Edible ink in all imaginable flavors, and then there were about 200 actual kits. She reached in and drew out one of the kits The one she grabbed was called S'more. Gram Cracker flavored parchment, Marshmallow Ink, and a chocolate flavored sugar quill. She gave a wicked smile and set it on Her bedside table Then shrunk the box back down and put that in the bedside drawer. She then penned a letter to Charlie telling him her good news and sent him the Smores kit. She was looking for Ron to see if he'd lend her Pig. She grabbed 3 of the special kits and headed out of the dorm.

"Ron!" Ginny said as she got near The three Gryffindors that were all quite close to each other talking.

"Ginny!" Ron said turning around in an exaggerated sigh.

"I was wondering if I could borrow Pig Ron-"

"No Ginny."

"Well-" Ginny started to say fine and give them the kits, but...

"Ginny I said no."

"Fine but-"

"I said No Ginny, He my Owl and I can do what I want with Him, or can you not understand that in your klutz mind-" Ron said He'd put his hands on her shoulders and gave her a shake, Unfortunately Ginny, wearing a pair of heals went flying back landing on the ground There was a crack heard and Ginny grabbed her wrist.

"Oh god- Gin I'-"

"DON'T Talk TO ME!" Ginny Screamed. Everyone in the hall froze. Here's What I wanted to Give you!" Ginny yelled and tossed the three kits at Ron's head. He Got caught by one and managed to catch the other two. Ginny Turned and had ran off Going to the Infirmary. She never made it as She went running straight into A blond Grey eyed Slytherin.

"My God Weasley twice in one month? Get yourself a pair of glasses he yelled and tossed a galleon at her.

Ginny murmured Sorry her face bright red and he took off running again.

"Virginia what have you done now, So far you've caused Hives on 4 students, numerous glass cuts... what now..."

"I broke my wrist." Ginny murmured.

"Put it up here." She said and did a curse.

"There now get up to your common room-" Ginny left before she finished.

"I hate them all... I hate them all I hate them all I hate them all I hate them Hate them hate them hate them hate them" Ginny was muttering as she got into the common room and went running to her dorm. She sat down and pulled open the purse of clothing she'd been gave. She began pulling the shrunk Items out just for them to become large as she pulled them out. It was amazing over 100 pairs of pants in her sizes, hundreds and hundreds of shirts about 50 dresses and 75 jackets. There was Tons literally Boxes of make up. about 100 pairs of Shoes and boots. There were Skirts galore hundreds It literally was a whole wardrobe. Ginny smiled as she hung them up in her closet.... She looked around the room and then headed over to the solitary desk. She pulled out her Strawberry Cheese Cake sugar quill and a Normal piece of Parchment... Tomorrow all essays and articles were turned into the editor of the paper. She put her quill to the paper.

Spilt Ginger