The Other Half

Disclamer: I DO NO OWN HARRY POTTER OR ANY OF THE WIZARDING WORLD. IT IS ALL OWNED BY MY IDOL, J.K ROWLING.I AM ONLY TRYING TO EXPRESS MY LOVE OF THE STORY.

CHAPTER ONE: Being an only girl sucks.

Ginny's POV

Being me has never been easy. I know that is what most girls believe but in my case, its true.

My family are not that well off but thats what you would expect with six other sibling. Not only are they siblings they are all brothers and, therefore, Im the only girl. Other than mum, of course.

My parents wanted a daughter, they kept trying and trying, then six children later they had me. Thats not to say they dont love us all the same because that would be a lie. My Dad does all he can to do the best for us and to try and make money but are family are'nt very high up in business and my mum works at home doing what she can.

Trying to live up to six other brothers is hard. So thats why I have to work hard and prepare for school. Not just any school.

Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry because I'm a witch.

"Mum!", I yelled from my small bedroom swinging my head round the door, "Mum! Have you seen my jumper? MUUUM!"

I walked around my room one more time: peering under the bed, scanner the cupboard and kicking the clothes that lay scattered around the room. All second hand, of course. My red jumper is no where to be seen.

I sigh to myself and skip out of the room and down the hall. The wallpaper in this hall is the best in the house but its still peeling of the walls and damp. Thats when I heard Dad talking downstairs.

"Goodlord!", he said sounding dumbstruck, "is it Harry Potter? Very pleased to meet you, Rons told us so much about..."

I took an sharp intake of breath. Harry Potter! Everyone knows how he defeated You Know Who when he was just a baby but when Ron boasted that they were friends I didnt really believe him. The Harry Potter at our poor, splintered shack of a home. WOW.

Mums well known shouts were carried upstairs, "Your sons flew that car to Harry's house and back last night! What have you got to say about that, eh?"

I edged closer to the stairs and peered around to see the back of Mums head. Move Mum,I thought, I wanna see Harry!

"Did you really?" said Dad eagerly. Your digging a hole, Dad . Digging a hole. " Did it go all right?"

Dad must have seen the inevitable scowl that must have been growing on Mums face because he faltered and mumbled " I-I mean that-that was very wrong,- very wrong indeed." Nice save.

Mum turned slightly and I saw her staring daggers at poor, stupid Dad. Ron obviously spotted danger because I heard him mumble" Lets leave them to it. Come on, I'll show you my bedroom".

Oooh... I cant believe that Harry is here. I will finaly meet him. The Boy Who Lived. The hero. I bet he is so handsome and brave and smart and briliant and... Wait. There going to Rons bedroom! Thats up here.

I turned and legged it back to my room and swung the door shut but not before I had a peek through the tiny gap. Harry and Ron walked past the door. Ron looking at Harry nervously as Harry curriously scanned the hall, taking in all the detail.

Including my brown eyes peering around the corner. I blinked and gasped quietly snapping the door shut and sliding down it on my back.

Merlins beard! Why? Why does everything just go so bad for me.

I press my ear up against the door just catching Ron say "Ginny. You don't know how weird it is for her to be this shy, she never shuts up normally".

How. Dare. He.

I hate being the only girl.

Thanks for reading. I'm going to try and write another chapter asap. So please R/R. I really appreciate it. Again I dont own the Harry Potter world or charaters this is just my interpritation of Ginny. Tell me what you think and how to improve. Thanks.

~Kira Allum