A Flash Of Light
Adventures of Ginny Weasley
Lose events and back story on Harry's truest love and unfaltering heroine, Ginny.
I brushed my fire-red hair out of my eyes and felt my face grow hot and my eyes widen in amazement as he stood there, looking doubtful and awkward, talking anxiously with my mother. It was The Harry Potter. And he was just inches away. A legend, in the midst of my family - on his way to Hogwarts, where my brothers would be in just a few hours. I eyed them enviously.
Harry's eyes slid briefly over each of us, his slight brow furrowing just a fraction, making the light scar on his forehead stand out. I looked away quickly – I couldn't stare a hero straight in the eyes! And I certainly didn't want to be ogled with my bright hair in clumps around my face and my lose, hand-made clothes hanging oddly off me. I didn't notice at the time how similar he looked – I could only think of how ashamed I was to have the great Harry Potter in my presence.
Author's Note: That was just the prologue, of course. More to come later. :)