Disclaimer: I'm only saying this in the first chapter. I don't own Harry Potter. That, unfortunately, belongs to JKR. The only thing I do own is the characters I made up, and you know who they are, so I'm not going to name them all.
Through the eyes of Ginny Weasley-Potter, Chapter one
When I was growing up, my parents always told me about the famous Harry Potter. I always looked up to and wished I could meet him. How was I to know that he would play a very important role in my life? All I knew is that I wanted to meet and get to know him. Of course, I knew that there was a very slim chance of this happening. I mean really, how could I, little Ginny Weasley, meet the famous Harry Potter. Imagine my surprise when I realized that he ended up being Ron's best friend? My husband? But that's not where this story starts. This starts on one of the worst days of my life, my brother's first day at Hogwarts.
I was extremely depressed this day, Ron was probably the brother I was closest to, and always kept me company while all my other brothers were off at school. But now he was leaving, and I would only have my parents for company for a whole year. So you can understand me being upset, right? Well anyways, we were about to go through to platform 9 3/4, when someone comes up to us and asks how to get through. I had been going through ever since Bill first came to Hogwarts, so I had no problem with it, but I could see where he would be nervous. He was also rather cute, looking all scared and everything. But why was he alone? Where were his parents, and why weren't they seeing him off? I was pondering that question until Fred and George said that he was Harry Potter. HARRY POTTER! I couldn't believe my ears, all I wanted to do was meet him, to look at him.
"Oh, Mum, can I go on the train and see him, Mum, oh please"
She immediately refused. Looking back now, I can understand why, but back then I just didn't get why I couldn't go on the train and see the famous Harry Potter, just for a minute. Then, all the thoughts of Harry Potter drifted from my mind as Ron, Fred, and George boarded the train. Before I could stop them, the tears came. I couldn't help but laugh when George promised to send me a Hogwarts toilet seat.
That year was the loneliest of my life. All day, I only had my mum for company. Talk about boring! I mean, I love my "me time," but growing up with 6 siblings makes you enjoy company. You wouldn't believe how bored I was, I'm used to always having something to do, someone bugging me, losing at chess to Ron, playing exploding snap, and so many other things. I couldn't stop thinking about Harry all year though, those gorgeous emerald-green eyes, his messy black hair, I couldn't even control the need to not shut up about him all year. Both of my parents knew about my childish crush, but no one could ever know what it would turn into. I felt so bad for him, I had this huge, loving family, and he had lost his at such a young age, I couldn't even imagine it. My mum let me help pick out his Weasley sweater, green to match his eyes. I couldn't control my squeals when I saw him at the end of the year, I talked about him all summer, and my brothers never let me forget it.
Author's Note: Yeah, it's pretty short, but not much was happening in SS/PS with Ginny, so yeah. I'll start on COS in the next chapter. It'll probable be up in a day or two. Please review, they keep me writing! Plus, I want to know what you think so far.