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A/N: No, I do not know Ginny's middle name. Or Draco's. I'm a dweeb, yes, don't remind me. I'm calling them Virginia Annabel Weasley and Draco Edward Malfoy. I stole Virginia's middle name from some other fic, and Draco Edward Malfoy just plain sounds nice. [sigh] MY Draco Edward Malfoy…

Virginia Weasley was tired. Of life in general. In her opinion, a Weasley could only get so much out of life. Especially the first Weasley girl in God-knows-how-long. Spending all of her holidays with her extremely large family at the burrow, being pampered and yet teased by her 6 brothers. Including one Ronald Weasley, much more protective than the rest.

Oh yes, Virginia Annabel Weasley was so VERY tired of that dull life she had been leading.

So she decided to change.

Drastic measures were needed to transform the youngest Weasley into her own persona, but her plan had worked. As she stood at Platform 9 and ¾, even some Slytherins were giving her the once-over.

She twisted a titian strand of hair around her slender pointer finger and smacked her gum in her mouth. The nerve of her brother expecting her to date the "famous Harry Potter" when Potter decided to ask THROUGH RON whether they could "go out for ice cream sometime". Go out for ice cream? Go out for ICE CREAM? Honestly, didn't anyone know that she had stopped making googley eyes at Potter in fourth year? She now bloody hated the stupid git! They could have just stayed acquaintances, but NO. He had to ask her out on a date. Just because Cho Chang decided to leave for Beaubaxtons for her 7th year does NOT give him the right to hit on his best friend's sister!

She popped her gum and spit it out onto the ground. Oh, but they would see how she had changed. A little bit of muggle shopping can work wonders. She had bought a black miniskirt with a chain belt at some store called "Hot Topic" and then walked over to another strange store called "Abercrombie" with "muggle rap" blaring out of the doors and bought a tight-fitting pink "Tiki-logo" shirt. Muggles and their stupid-ass store names. Who calls things "Abercrombie" anyway? And what the hell was a Tiki? But she had done it all in a short amount of time. Throwing out Mum's hand knitted sweaters, patching up her school and dress robes; she had done everything she could to create a new image for herself. She had told Mum that she had a little bit of shopping left to do, and left the damn burrow early.

They would all see who the REAL Weasley girl was. Even Harry Fucking Potter.

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A/N: Yes, that was a short chapter. I have dinner. I promise the next one will be longer though ^.^ really! Send me reviews, and I'll write you back with notes! And try to keep the flames down.