Bill was her idol. He was everyone's idol – being the eldest of seven children.
He certainly lived up to everyone's expectations. Bill was captain of the Quidditch team, leading them to several House Cup victories. He was made a prefect during 5th year, and promoted to head boy for his seventh. And right after leaving college, had scored the ever-so dangerous job as a curse-breaker.
Girls were always fawning over the eldest Weasley. But she knew that only someone as adventurous and interesting could capture his heart.
And then Fleur Delacour came into the picture. Or, Phlegm, as she called her. Ginny had despised ol' Phlegmy during the Tri-Wizard tournament when she kissed Harry on the cheek.
Now the slag was chasing after her favorite brother.
When Bill brought her home for the first time, Fleur had made snarky remarks about the Burrow and her mother's cooking. Her brothers and father were completely in awe of her beauty, and hadn't even noticed. Her mother was furious of course, and Ginny smirked when Molly had responded to Fleur with equal smugness.
As time passed, she only became more and more annoyed of Fleur. She was so self centered, pmpous, and vain – she probably only wanted Bill for his looks, and "bad boy" exterior.
Her perspective changed when she was standing in the hospital room, staring down at her eldest brother. Bill had been attacked by Fenrir Greyback – his handsome features were now replaced with deep gashes. Fleur hadn't left his side since he arrived, even defending herself when Molly attempted to have her leave.
That night as Ginny was walking into the hospital room to bid Bill a goodbye, she stopped as she heard Bill's voice.
"Fleur – It's okay. I understand if you want to leave me. Look at me. I'm disgusting."
"Bill, 'ou are so perfect. What do I care 'ow you look? I weel love you through anything." Ginny smiled as she watched Fleur delicately place kissed along Bill's scars.
Fleur was more than good enough.