Hey hey! I know I'm supposed to be updating The Prankster Kings, but I haven't found the time over the weekend! Plus, I'm a little stuck on how to start the chapter. But anyway, this little idea sneaked up on me a while ago and bit me. I am now infected by its venom, and it is refusing to let go! However, I had no idea what to call this Fic! I was gonna call it Ginny's Makeover... But that is far too clichè, even for my standards! Here's hoping that this Fic will actually have a proper storyline, rather than a bunch of random things.

Well, here is is, m'dears! Enjoy!

Ginny Weasley sighed into her pillow and rolled over for, what felt like, the millionth time. She just couldn't get to sleep, no matter what she tried.

Gently sobbing in frustration, Ginny slid out of her red-and-gold bed and tip-toed into the Common Room.

Unfortunately for her, someone was there. Someone who she couldn't get off her mind.

Harry Potter.

Harry looked up from his arms when he heard a little gasp from the girls' staircase. Thanks to his paranoia and seeker reflexes, he had his wand at Ginny's throat before one could say "Godric".

Blinking, Harry slowly lowered his wand and said, "Don't scare me like that, Ginny!"

"Well, sor-REE for being surprised at seeing you!" She huffed. "Talking of that... What ARE you doing in here?"

"I could ask you the same question, Miss Weasley. But," Harry sighed wearily and collapsed on the couch behind him, "I'm in here because... Gin, can you keep a secret?" He asked, looking up at her tiredly.

'How can I say no to those puppy eyes?' she thought. "Of course Harry, you know you can talk to me," Ginny sat next to him and smiled comfortingly.

"Thanks Gin. Anyway... Tom decided to give me a birthday present," he spat the last bit. "Sent me a vision. He razed a whole Muggle village to the ground, torturing the poor people there until they begged for mercy."

Ginny gasped, horrified. "Oh, Harry!"

Harry carried on, his face expressionless but voice wavering. "He tortured children, Gin. Innocent children. The expressions on their faces as they helplessly watched parents, neighbours, being killed... It was heartbreaking."

With that, Harry's face crumpled, and he cried in Ginny's soothing embrace, sobs racking through his body. Ginny watched on, seemingly helpless but relishing holding him.

The two stayed like that for a while, before Harry looked up and gave Ginny a watery smile. "Thanks for that Gin. I'm going to go to bed now, see you tomorrow."

Ginny woke up the next day feeling like she had been punched in the gut. Groaning, she reckoned she knew what it was... And was dreading what it was.

Sure enough, Ginny was on her period. Thankfully, it was a Saturday, and her heaviest days would be over the weekend. Sighing, she got changed into some old track suit bottoms of Ron's and a baggy t-shirt and slouched down the stairs.

One could only pray that she didn't bump into Harry when looking like this.

Okay, that last bit was seemingly random, but I am... Well... YEAH. (I can actually SEE a load of boys cringing right now, and a bunch of girls nodding knowingly.) *INSERT SMIRKING FACE HERE*

Also, I don't know when I'm gonna update next (for both of my stories) cause my teachers are EVIL, I swear, because they have landed me with a load of projects, AND I CAN'T FIND THE TIMME TO WRITE! (*sob, sob*)

Okay, I'm gonna go read something now. Toodles!

- Lolerator