A/N: Hello! This is part of a saga I am working on. The main piece is Consequences: The Trio – a love story that is Ron/Harry/Hermione. You don't need to read that to appreciate this story but it does help and it is a cute story I think!

This piece will follow along with that one but will be about Ginny and her Slytherin lover. This WILL contain fem-slash so if girl on girl bothers you do not start this story!!

Please review and follow if you enjoy this and check out my other stories :D xoxo - ficerella

She groaned at the loud noises of the men gathered outside her window hooting and hollering and causing a general ruckus. They did this daily and always way to early. Her eyelids slowly peeled open and she glanced to the window where the curtain was flapping in the warn breeze that came in through the open window. Like she thought, the sun hadn't even risen fully yet.

Ginny shook her head groaning loudly and sat up in bed, her spine popping gently, her muscles sore from working hard the past few days. Her red hair was mashed to the side of her head she ran her fingers through it trying to get the tangles a little tamed. The fingers in her right hand got caught up in the mess and she cursed softly grabbing at her wand on the bedside table and she preformed a simple straightening charm on her hair. Throwing her legs over the edge of the small bed she searched around her room for some clean clothes to wear.

Leaving the bedroom after having tossed on a black tank top, some boots, and some jeans she wandered out into the kitchen, picking up a cup of coffee that was steaming away on the small kitchen table and walked to the back door, kicking it open and glaring out at the mass of boys on the dirt lawn.

"Ginny!" Charlie beamed at his little sister and motioned her over to join the others who were still joking away. Nodding and slowly making her way over to the group she realized the conversation was about the dragons in the far west quadrant of the reservation that had recently brought in. They were a very wild group of young dragons that had caused a commotion in a muggle town in Ireland and had to be brought here quickly before anyone took much notice. Luckily the town had been small so memory charms didn't take more than a day to complete and a local bakery was blamed on a small fire that took out a small section of a shopping market.

"Good morning sunshine. See you found the coffee." Charlie draped an arm around Ginny in a quick hug and she nodded drinking the black hot liquid greedily.

"You are not much for morning conversation I've noticed Gin." Marcus, a stocky muscular blond chimed in, his dimples flashing in his cheeks.

"It isn't morning, there isn't even a slither of sun yet, and thus it is still night time." Ginny cringed at the sound of her voice still racked with sleep and sipped more at her coffee to wake herself up and stimulate her vocal cords.

"A few more weeks and you'll be used to getting up this early; it took me a while to adjust too." Kimberly, a short American blond smiled to Ginny. Ginny had taken a liking to her and her husband Thomas almost immediately. They both also worked at the reservation in the new dragon housing unit keeping track of eggs and baby dragons that were born on this reservation or one of its sister operations. They allowed Ginny to come in whenever she wanted to play with the newborns which she found rather thrilling, despite having a few burn marks on her hands and arms from them. Baby dragons didn't have the capability to control their fire so when they were excited, hungry, yawning, cranky or nearly any other emotion little sparks usually flew from their mouths. The first few days here Ginny would heal and cover the burn marks but realizing it was futile to do it daily she shrugged and decided to simply deal with the scars. The cute little beasts were worth a few marks on her skin.

"Well, I don't plan on being here long. Just until my mother calms herself a bit and all that." Ginny shrugged and looked over to Charlie who was frowning at her.

"Speaking of mum…she sent an owl to us last night after you had gone to bed."

"Does that mean I am invited back home; has she forgiven me for my transgressions?" Ginny could feel her anger rising at the whole absurd situation and felt the group's eyes on her. She wasn't sure how much they all knew and really didn't care what they thought if they did know.

"It's McGonagall's birthday party tomorrow; she wants us to attend at the Burrow." Charlie passed a rolled up note along to Ginny, wincing slightly as he did so.

Ginny took a big gulp of coffee and set it on the ground then unrolled the parchment.

Charlie & Ginny,

I hope you two are doing well! We all miss you both very much. Things are progressing nicely here and Harry and Hermione are still living with us for the time being. Hermione should be going to Australia soon to bring her parents back to England but the time still isn't right according to those who are keeping track of all the delicate situations still abound. Kingsley assured us that she would be able to go soon. I am sure she misses her parents dreadfully but we are trying to help her cope, of course. Harry is, well, as to be expected.

As I am sure you are aware McGonagall's birthday is coming up and your father had a brilliant idea – Muggle Themed Party! I am going to discuss this with Ron, Hermione, and Harry about creating desserts muggle style. We'll see how it goes! Hopefully they manage to not blow up the kitchen. Your father is currently in his shed pulling out any and all muggle devices for them to cook with and to decorate the Burrow with.

Your father and I would be pleased if you could please nip for home the event as we miss you both dearly. No need to respond – just show up!!

Love,

Mom

PS, Ginny, Harry seems very lonely and lost right now. I know deep down you two miss one another. Perhaps you two can have a nice long conversation and…

Ginny growled making those watching her jump back slightly and threw the parchment on the ground before finishing it in full.

"Why Charlie? Doesn't she understand I don't want to be with Harry? I don't believe he wants to be with me either."

Charlie sighed and shook his head. "Ginny please…"

"I'm in love Charlie. I am not just going to forget about that. If my mother won't accept it then fine. The moment I am of legal age I'll head back there on my own. I can't be banished to Romania forever!"

"I know Gin, I know." The crowd around them started to disperse and Ginny watched them walk away, her eyes starting to sting with tears in anger and longing.

"Do you think mum will ever forgive me Charlie?"

Charlie walked around behind Ginny and wrapped his arms around her from behind in a tight hug, his chin resting on the top of her head. "Of course she will Gin, it'll just take some time. So much has gone on recently; I think you just shocked her."

Ginny sniffed loudly and wiped at her eyes. "Do you think she is more upset that I love a Slytherin or that it is a female?"

Charlie chuckled softly and Ginny could feel his laughter against her back. "I'd say she is more upset about the Slytherin, although she probably is rather upset you won't be providing her with lots of black haired grandchildren anytime soon either."