The same … But different
Chapter One
Ginny awoke to her mum yelling at her to get up and get downstairs. She quickly put on some pants and a clean shirt and messily threw her hair up into a loose ponytail.
She walked into the kitchen to see piles upon piles of bowls, cups, pans and just about anything that could be eaten out of or cooked in just staring at her, waiting to be cleaned.
"There you are and about bloody time too. Hermione and Harry are coming to stay today and I want the house to be cleaned from top to bottom. Your father and I are going to the Order headquarters and will be back around 3 with Hermione and Harry. I want everything done by then. GOT IT!" Molly said with disgust radiating from her eyes.
"Yes mum" Ginny grumbled.
"Don't you dare take that tone with me missy, not if you want to eat this week" Molly said through gritted teeth, before apparating out.
Ginny got to work and had the downstairs of the burrow cleaned by 11. Not a bad effort, considering she had started at 8. She then moved on to the upstairs, where all the bedrooms were and got hers ready for Hermione to sleep in and Ron's ready for Harry to sleep in … Ah, Harry, there was someone she hadn't thought about in a while. Although she knew that the others wouldn't believe her she had grown out of her crush that she had on him, a crush that had lasted from the first time she had seen him on the platform in his first year to the end of last year, the end of her 5th year. Yep that was right. Tomorrow would be her seventeenth birthday; she wasn't hoping for much… just that her family remember.
Ginny realised that she had finished the cleaning of the burrow and decided to go for a quick walk in the forest behind the house. It was now 2 so she still had an hour till the others all got home. So in other words an hour of piece and quite before going back to the devils clutches. Its not that she didn't love her family, it was that they didn't love her. Well they may love her but they sure as hell didn't show it. Bill, Charlie and the twins maybe, but definitely not the others. Ron and Harry didn't even know that she existed, and if they did, they sure as hell didn't show it, Hermione seemed to be the only one that noticed her.
Then there were her mum and dad. The only time they liked anything about her anymore was when she wasn't near them. She had never known why, but she was always the one to be blamed for anything. Were poor... its all Ginny's fault; the table leg broke... its all Ginny's fault; Voldemort found a way to rise to full power again... its all Ginny's fault. Honestly she wasn't exaggerating. Anything that went wrong they would blame on her. She hated it. She just wanted to get out of their grasp. She couldn't wait to go back to Hogwarts where she at least had a few people who noticed her and didn't blame the world's problems on her. Oh well she though, I had better get going if I want to be back in time.
As Ginny walked through the forest she had a strange sense of foreboding. She didn't know why, she just did. Then suddenly she heard a branch snap behind her and she turned to find an extremely beautiful woman behind her in a blood red cloak. She didn't know why but her apprehension immediately ceased. The woman looked almost regal the way that the cloak flowed around her as she walked towards Ginny, and the way that the colour of it made her eyes and hair stand out. Ginny was amazed that such a beautiful person even existed.
"Ah, Ginevra, I have been waiting for you to find me. I am Guinevere of the Vampires. But do not be afraid I do not wish to harm you my child. Do you have any idea why I am here?" Guinevere asked.
"Uuum… No. Should I?" Ginny said with uncertainty.
"No, obviously not, I was unsure as to whether or not you had been having the same visions that I have. But it is clear that you have not. So come, sit I have much to talk to you about. And do not worry we will be done by 3 o'clock."
"Now, I have been having visions … premonitions of a sort about a certain girl that is to do great things. With my help she is to become a vampire and study hard enough in the next year to learn any magic that may be useful. There is also another in these visions. A male, I am not sure what he has to do with this yet, but it is clear that he will become very important." she said
"Ginevra I believe that you are this girl. I will let you go now as it is nearly 3. But if you wish to take the first steps in ensuring that these visions are fulfilled then meet me back here in this clearing at midnight tonight, if you do not come, do not worry I will be here at midnight every night until you come to either embrace this or tell me no. I understand that this is a lot to digest. Goodbye Ginevra." Guinevere said before disappearing into the trees.
Well that was weird though Ginny. But I guess it would explain all the dreams I have been having about blood lately. And I thought it was just to do with hormones. How far from the truth could I be. Ginny looked down at her watch and noticed that the time was 2:55. SHIT! Ginny thought as she raced toward the burrow. She arrived just in time and as she sat down on the couch with a potions book she heard 5 distinct pops. That could only mean one thing. Mum, Dad, Ron, Harry and Hermione were home.
She got up to let them in only to be told to take the 'quests' luggage up to their rooms. She said a polite hello to Harry and hugged Hermione. They had always been close and was excited to see the girl and catch up on all the goss that had happened over the holidays. She went to get both bags but found Harry staring at her. She didn't know why but it unnerved her a bit. She decided to think about it later and picked up the bags. Just as she was about to walk off she heard Harry talk to her.
"Hey Gin, here let me help you with that, they're sort of heavy."
"Uuum, thanks" Ginny said unsure of why he was being so nice.
"So how has your summer been Gin, exciting?" Harry asked.
"Um, yeah it's been alright. You know cleaning, homework. Same old." Ginny finished up only to see Harry staring at her attentively.
"You know Gin, you've changed heaps since I last saw you. You've grown up. You look good" Harry managed to fumble out.
Oh My God! You have got to be kidding me. Harry had just noticed that I am a girl. Ha-ha this was priceless. Just as she was finally over him, he noticed her. Oh well, at least the rest of these holidays might be fun after all, you never know, she might just be up for getting some action out of Harry before school started up again.
"Ah, thanks Harry. If you just want to take that suitcase up to Ron's room we'll be all done." Ginny said with a mischievous glint in her eyes, thinking about all the possibilities Harry's newfound interest could lead to … I mean she is a red blooded girl after all. It's not only guys who want action.
Harry's POV
As the five of them walked up to the house, Harry saw the door open. He couldn't see who it was that was standing there but guessed it was Ginny. She had always had a thing for him. He found it kind of flattering to tell you the truth. But never really thought of her as more than Ron's little sister. But was he in for a big surprise. As they got closer and closer he couldn't help but noticed that she had filled out in all the places a girl should. She was still thin but had muscles and was toned. He noticed that her freckles had faded and there was now only a light sprinkling over her nose. Her hair had gone from an orangey-red to a more vibrant blood red that made her chocolate brown eyes stand out. All in all she was absolutely gorgeous. How had he not noticed this before?
As they entered the house she said a polite hello to him and hugged Hermione. He couldn't help but be a bit envious of the girl just then. As Mr and Mrs Weasley told Ginny to take the bags upstairs and for the rest of then to follow them for some afternoon tea, he decided to make the best of the situation and offered Ginny his help.
He made polite conversation before accidentally blurting out that she looked different, that she looked good. He noticed the surprise on Ginny's face … and the fact that she didn't blush. A comment like that from Harry would usually send her red and bumbling like an idiot. Maybe he had lost his chance; maybe she didn't like him anymore. He hoped not. He would just have to try his best over the next week to get into her good graces he though as Ginny told him to take the suitcase up to Ron's room.
Authors Note:
Well thanks heaps to anyone who has read this. This was the first ever fic that I wrote and I'm just coming back to it now it was posted under another name but I deleted it. Please review … please!