This is my third fanfic and my first ever songfic. I'm very much nervous about it. My nervousness will only be over if you'll review and tell me how it is. So please please please please review. I'm not getting many responses. The reviews only will help me to gain more confidence and I promise you my writing will get better once I'm confident. I'll try and update as fast as I can, though can't promise anything 'cause my school starts in two days. R & R…

Disclaimer:No, No….. It doesn't belong to me (though I'd love to). It belongs to the wonderful J.K. Rowling

Chapter 1

Beginning

Eyes green like emerald

His eyes are like freshly pickled toad

His beautifully tousled raven hair

His hair is as dark as blackboard

She tucked a stray lock behind her ear

I wish he was mine, he's really divine

The hero who conquered the Dark Lord

Ginny smiled to herself, she was sitting beside the window in her flat. In merely 72 hours she would become Ginevra Molly Potter nee Weasley.

Ginny's thoughts wandered to her past. She remembered her 10 year old self, having a celebrity crush on the Famous Harry Potter, The-Boy-Who-Lived. How she had given up moved on, but secretly always wishing the day would come when something might happens.

One day happened for real. It was in her fifth year. She had won the Quidditch cup her house, her Harry who was serving detention with Snape, catching snitch right under the nose of his ex Cho, how she loathed the girl.

But that day was tragic. Dumbledore's funeral and instead of moral support, Harry broke up with her. Why? To keep her safe from Voldemort. That stupid-noble-git.

Now, Voldemort was dead for over five years, everything was back to normal- Harry was an Auror and Ginny was Chaser for the Holyhead Harpies. All his brothers were married and each had a beautiful wife, except Charlie. And of course, Fred. Just like Voldemort he had also been gone for five years. How mich she missed him. The thought of Fred still brought tears to her eyes.

A commotion from the living room brought Ginny back to her senses.

'Who's there?' she asked in a raised voice. Grabbing her wand she made for the living room.

On reaching there she saw Hermione Jean Weasley stepping out of the floo.

'You're early,' Ginny said.

'Well let's get the place ready for your Last-All-Girls-Party-as-a-Weasley,' Hermione grinned.

Ginny moved to give her best friend a fleeting hug. She had been her best friend ever since she first came to stay at the burrow during the Quidditch World Cup. Now she was her sister-in-law. That's right, she was a Weasley now, married to Ron last year.

'What do think you'll have for food?' asked Hermione.

They were having a party tonight. A girl's party. No males allowed. It was totally Ginny's idea. The boys were attending Harry's stag party tonight. So Ginny thought, the girls also should have something. So here it was. She and Hermione were preparing for the party. All the Weasley girls were invited along with some of Ginny's very close team mates.

' We can have anything, I don't care,' said Ginny. 'As long as it is edible, I'm fine with it.'

'Say what about some bacon sandwiches and some roasted chicken?' asked Hermione.

'Fantastic. Absolutely fantastic,' said Ginny. 'And of course, we can't forget Butterbeer.'

'Come on, let's go shopping,' Hermione said making her way towards the door

After nearly three hours, all the food was set on the table. Gradually the guests started arriving. Fleur, Audrey, Angelina came along with Elizabeth and Janet, Ginny's team mates and best friends other than Hermione.

After a lavishing meal, they had a game of truth and dare and a pillow fight, which Ginny won quite easily. Later they were laying lazily in the living room listening to WWN and sipping butterbeer. The wireless was playing quite nice songs today until a song of Celestinna Warbeck came up. Nobody of today's generation liked her and Fluer, who was sitting near the wireless immediately turned it off.

'I hate this singer,' she said. 'Say why don't we do something?'

'Again?' asked Angelina. ' Haven't you had had enough?'

'Yes, I mean we don't need to play any game or anything, I was just saying why don't we hear something?' answered Fleur

'Like what?' asked Audrey. 'It was you who turned off the radio just now. And besides, Celestina Warbeck is now on and I don't want to listen to her.'

'Say what about hearing a story?' Fleur said stealing a glance at Ginny. Of all the girls present there, only Fleur and Hermione knew that Ginny liked to tell stories and wrote songs about her and Harry when she was at school. Not that she was too much friendly with Fleur (but mind you, she was a bit), she was the one who gave Ginny advices on boys and she was also the one who told her to go and get Harry back once the war was over. And Hermione obviously was her best friend.

Ginny saw what was coming and threw a stern look at Fleur. Hermione saw it and was fighting hard to control her laughter.

'What? Oh, come on Ginny, everyone knows you liked to tell stories.' said Fleur innocently.

At this point, everyone's eyes turned towards Ginny, some laughing and some shocked.

'Hey didn't you know?' asked Fleur pointedly.

'No, they didn't.' This time it was Ginny who answered.

'Oh I'm so sorry Ginny I didn't know,' said Fleur pulling on a straight face. 'But now you know it, right guys.' Her lips curved into a grin. Hermione was going crazy with laughter.

'Of course, we do,' said one of Ginny's team mates Elizabeth. 'Come on Ginny, tell us a bit of your story too.'

'Yeah come on, Ginny. We could really do with a bit of story,' said Janet, Ginny's other teammate. 'And when it has you and Harry, it should be even more fantastic.'

'Hear, hear,' shouted Angelina.

'Say Ginny, if you ARE going to tell us the story, so why cut out your songs?' Hermione added earning a not-you-too look from Ginny.

'Why, you wrote songs too?' asked Audrey.

Ginny merely nodded her head. There wasn't any more hiding secrets. And her red face would give it away anyway.

'All right, all right,' Ginny said looking up at the crowd. 'If you insist I will tell you the story but I'd like to omit a few parts because they are a bit personal,' giving Fleur a I'm-going-to-kill-you look.

'No problem, Ginny.'

'Yes we won't pester you to tell us about your private things but we do want to hear all the songs.'

'But there isn't much time, you know,' said Ginny.

'Hey, what about a songfic?' This idea came from Hermione.

'You got it right this time, Hermione,' said Ginny. ' Wait a bit, just let me grab my notebook.'

As she got past her to her bedroom, Hermione gave her a I'm-always-right look.

Minutes later, Ginny came back holding a very dusty big fat notebook.

She sat down on the arm chair and everyone around her sat up a bit straight to catch the story clearly.

'So, let's start then…'

Though I named it chapter one, it's basically an introduction or more accurately a background for the story. The main story starts in the next chapter. I'll be updating it in a few hours. Please review.

See, if you can guess the first song. It's Taylor Swift's. Please review.