New and Improved? First Kiss...
Ginny Weasley walked onto Platform 9 ¾ right on schedule. The ten minute warning bell had tolled and was warming up for the trek to Hogwarts.
She was in a light jacket with a bright, innocent white t-shirt underneath and a cream colored skirt that reached mid thigh. Her hair was down and a mass of red curls ran down her back. It had previously been straight, but with the help of Agnes, her best friend, they had found a perm spell. It really notched up her look from last year.
Last year had been hell. She had been a fourth year then, scrawny and not of much interest. She didn't even know Agnes at that time. All she had to rely on with the terrific trio. Even though she knew Hermione, Ron, and Harry quite well, she never felt needed in their group.
Then, in the middle of fourth year, Agnes transferred from Pentlam, an American School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Agnes was fairly rich and instantly popular with the boys. They had been immediately drawn to one another and had become very close. She even knew of Ginny's obsession with Harry. Agnes helped Ginny pull her look together. It wasn't quite hard because Ginny had always been pretty to begin with. She was slender and about 5'6". All they had needed was a few make-up spells and a new wardrobe, which Ginny protested to at first because of the money issues she had, but Agnes had lent her a few tops, skirts, and dress robes that she had outgrown to fix that problem. She had even hatched a plan for the school year to get Ginny and Harry together.
Ginny looked around for her best friend and spotted a flash of dirty blonde hair. She instantaneously was riveted to the spot. That was her one weakness, besides Harry of course, blonde hair always gotten to her. By the looks of it, the boy was cute, potentially hot. Before she had a chance to get closer, a huge shadow barreled down on top of her back and squealed. "Ginnnnnnyy, I haven't seen you in AGES." Agnes exclaimed as she toppled Ginny over in one quick motion.
Agnes looked pretty today, in her khakis and light autumn-y top. She was slightly taller than Ginny at 5' 7 ½". She had an athletic build and had played some sport called basketball in the U.S. Since no one in Hogwarts knew what that was, she ditched the sport for quidditch and had tried out for the position of on the Gryffindor team and had surprised everyone by being extremely good at it, she of course made it.
They landed in a heap on the ground and were laughing as onlookers gave them insane looks. "Well look who it is, it's Agnes the girl who sent me zero letters all summer while I was dying of boredom." Ginny said in a fit of laughs. "Well sorry your highness, my family was off in Tokyo, I met the cutest boy there. You can't expect me to forget my first love Ginny. Boy's are my life." And with that comment, the fits of laughter started all over again.
The girls boarded the Hogwarts Express as Agnes protested to the ugly colors of the train. "I say, you lot are all so dark and fearsome with the purple, let's jazz it up a bit Ginny. Meet me at midnight and we'll paint the train lime green. Wot say you?" Agnes asked in a fake British accent. "Well Agnes homie G, that would be tight, but the bus leaves after we are in the school so no tagging it." Ginny answered in her rendition of the accent of American teenagers.
They made their way down the aisle while looking for an empty compartment. Once they found one, they settled in and started gossiping about their latest conquests.
"Agnes, don't tell, but I saw a boy today on the platform I thought was rather cute." Ginny whispered excitedly. "What did he look like? Can I have a go at him?" Agnes replied in a shared whisper. "Well, erm, I only saw the back of his head. But he had a nice build." "Virginia Weasley, were you checking out this boy's backside?" Agnes giggled.
Before Ginny could say an answer, the door slid open to reveal Harry. "Hey girls," he said brightly. Ginny turned a scarlet and stuttered a muttered greeting. Agnes on the other hand responded calmly and coolly. Ginny envied her confidence with all boys, she could never have that. "Mind if we sit with you ladies? All the other compartments are closed." Harry asked genially.
Agnes waited for Ginny to answer, but the young girl was rooted to the spot and seemed to have a frog in her throat, so she answered for her. "No problemo Harry, take up all the space you want, I think Ginny wanted to talk to you about summer actually. Would you like to sit on her lap?" "Excuse me?" Harry questioned Agnes. "I said, would you like to see her tap dance?" Agnes smoothly answered without faltering.
Harry gave her a scrutinizing look as if to see if she was telling the truth but let it go. As Ron and Hermione walked in, Harry seated himself next to Ginny and all was fabulous, for a time...