Dealing with Love
Chapter 1 . The Beginning
Virginia Weasley was not a plain and scrawny girl any more. She had blossomed beautifully over the years. Ginny had developed curves in all the right places, and her hair had turned into a beautiful and sleek Auburn color. Her freckles were barely noticeable now, and seemed to blend into her skin, making it seem flawless. She had turned into a woman, and almost everyone knew this, exept for Virginia herself. Perhaps this is was why Ronald seemed more protective of his sister each and every year.
It was Halloween, and a dance was taking place. Dumbledore had decided that the school did not have enough activities for 'mingling'. Of course, the old nut had thought of a brilliant addition to the dance. On top of the dance to be basically mandatory, you had to wear a costume.
The faculty had not been amused with the situation, and had protested against having to wear costumes. Dumbledore was strange, but extremely fair and wise, agreed that they could dress normally, although they were encouraged to wear costumes.
Of course, most of the Professors had chosen to wear wizard and dress robes, rather than costumes. There were only a select few that thought dressing up like muggles would be a hoot, and had worn muggle clothing to the dance.
Ginny had worn a violet blue dress that fell off her shoulders with a neckline trimmed in white lace. The violet blue taffeta bodice was boned and fitted.It laced up the front in lilac satin ribbon that finished in a bow just under the bust. A overskirt of periwinkle chiffon was pulled up at the left hip to reveal a very full underskirt of violet blue floral jacquard. A sash of teal iridescent chiffon fell around the edges of the overskirt, and a small bouqet of lilac and white flowers covered the area where the two chiffon fabrics came together.
The skirt billowed out around her legs and would touch the floor gracefully. With the slightest move, a soft swishing sound could be heard as the hem of the dress moved along the floor. Part of the costume was a violet mask that magically concealed the top half of her face. The mask was obviously carefully decorated with sparkles and small light-blue gems that gleamed in the light.
She had rented the costume at a new store in Hogsmeade named Sophisticated Witch. She was dazzled by all the beautiful dresses, robes, and costumes, and was surprised that this magnificent costume was still hanging there, as if it meant for her.
Most would wonder, where did Ginny Weasley, the daughter of Arthur and Molly Weasley, get the money for such a fantastic costume? She often received money from her brothers, Fred and George, for no reason whatsoever. Their business was booming, and they were spoiling their family to no end. Molly still disapproved the idea of the jokeshop, but barely mentioned it in the twin's presence.
Ginny's slender form pressed against Harry's body as they danced slowly. He had worn a royal blue robe that was plastered with bright small stars as a design, and a wizard's hat on top of his head. To go along with his costume was a fairly large stick with a bright star at the top. Evidently, he had tried to make it so his costume seemed like a joke, although most of the students didn't understand why he had a stick with a plastic star.
Muggle music had taken over the wizarding world, and was the newest craze. Most wizarding bands and singers would have never been able to carry a tune. Even the Slytherin's were impressed by how talented these muggles were, although they didn't admit it openly.
As much as Ginny liked Harry, she no longer had a school-girl crush on him anymore. She had outgrown her silly crush in her 3rd year at Hogwarts. However, it didn't seem that Ron and Harry's Fanclub understood that.
She grimaced as she received several death glares from Harry's fanclub. She was once one of them, longing to be in the clutches of Harry's arms as they danced, but Ginny had grown up.
"How many times did Ron beg you before you agreed?" Ginny asked, a smile formed on her face as she tried to initiate a conversation with the boy-who- lived.
Harry grinned, thankful she broke the awkward silence between them. "Quite a few times. I kept on insisting you liked me as a brother, but obviously Ron, that stubborn bloke, didn't listen," Harry sighed, rolling his eyes, "He still has the absurd notion that we'll --"
Harry was cut off by a tall blonde with a mask over his face, "I'm quite sure you're having a interesting chat with this lady," the Blonde smiled charmingly, "but this stunning beauty has captured my interest, and I would absoloutely love to dance with her," he said politely, a smirk finally forming on his flawless face.
Harry glared at Draco, his green eyes narrowing at the highly suspicious ferret, restraining himself from saying anything. Something was horribly wrong if he had started calling Ginny, a Weasley, a stunning beauty.
"Harry, you can let me go. I am fully capable of handling myself. Harry?" Ginny waved her hand in front of Harry, who was obviously thinking of something.
Ginny kicked Harry in the leg, before Harry woke up from his reverie. Surprised. Harry suddenly let go of Ginny who was quickly taken away by Draco. Her fading "Sorry" was the only thing he heard, before she was hidden from his view by the students dancing.
Draco had always been fascinated by Shakesphere, and his story, Romeo and Juliet. As much as he hated muggles and mudbloods, his fascination had taken over, and he had ordered a costume that Romeo might've worn. Of course, what would Romeo be without his mask?
Draco's breath had been taken away from him as he saw the lovely woman in green. Her voice sounded familiar, but he couldn't put his thumb on it. Unaware that the lady he was about to dance with was a Weasley, he produced a rose with his wand, and gave it to Ginny.
A pink tinge appeared on Ginny's cheek, obviously pleased by this romantic gesture. Ginny had noticed there were no thorns on the rose, and put it in her hair. As another slow song started to play in the Great Hall, Ginny wrapped her arms around Draco's neck while Draco wrapped his around her waist, and they began to dance on the spot.
Draco's years of Quidditch had a effect of him, of course. He had a fanclub of admirers, and half of them were in Harry's fanclub as well.
Draco and Ginny continued to dance for a few more songs, until a fuming red- haired pushed them apart.
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Author's Corner: The description of the dress was changed from a plain description, into a edited description of a a Barbie dress. Email me for a visual.
It's beautiful, isn't it? Eh, I just HAD to use that dress in my story. I HAD to.
If you didn't like the story, Review and tell me how to improve. If you liked the story, Review so I can tell you that you're off your rocker. Haha. In other words, Review. :)
Chapter 1 . The Beginning
Virginia Weasley was not a plain and scrawny girl any more. She had blossomed beautifully over the years. Ginny had developed curves in all the right places, and her hair had turned into a beautiful and sleek Auburn color. Her freckles were barely noticeable now, and seemed to blend into her skin, making it seem flawless. She had turned into a woman, and almost everyone knew this, exept for Virginia herself. Perhaps this is was why Ronald seemed more protective of his sister each and every year.
It was Halloween, and a dance was taking place. Dumbledore had decided that the school did not have enough activities for 'mingling'. Of course, the old nut had thought of a brilliant addition to the dance. On top of the dance to be basically mandatory, you had to wear a costume.
The faculty had not been amused with the situation, and had protested against having to wear costumes. Dumbledore was strange, but extremely fair and wise, agreed that they could dress normally, although they were encouraged to wear costumes.
Of course, most of the Professors had chosen to wear wizard and dress robes, rather than costumes. There were only a select few that thought dressing up like muggles would be a hoot, and had worn muggle clothing to the dance.
Ginny had worn a violet blue dress that fell off her shoulders with a neckline trimmed in white lace. The violet blue taffeta bodice was boned and fitted.It laced up the front in lilac satin ribbon that finished in a bow just under the bust. A overskirt of periwinkle chiffon was pulled up at the left hip to reveal a very full underskirt of violet blue floral jacquard. A sash of teal iridescent chiffon fell around the edges of the overskirt, and a small bouqet of lilac and white flowers covered the area where the two chiffon fabrics came together.
The skirt billowed out around her legs and would touch the floor gracefully. With the slightest move, a soft swishing sound could be heard as the hem of the dress moved along the floor. Part of the costume was a violet mask that magically concealed the top half of her face. The mask was obviously carefully decorated with sparkles and small light-blue gems that gleamed in the light.
She had rented the costume at a new store in Hogsmeade named Sophisticated Witch. She was dazzled by all the beautiful dresses, robes, and costumes, and was surprised that this magnificent costume was still hanging there, as if it meant for her.
Most would wonder, where did Ginny Weasley, the daughter of Arthur and Molly Weasley, get the money for such a fantastic costume? She often received money from her brothers, Fred and George, for no reason whatsoever. Their business was booming, and they were spoiling their family to no end. Molly still disapproved the idea of the jokeshop, but barely mentioned it in the twin's presence.
Ginny's slender form pressed against Harry's body as they danced slowly. He had worn a royal blue robe that was plastered with bright small stars as a design, and a wizard's hat on top of his head. To go along with his costume was a fairly large stick with a bright star at the top. Evidently, he had tried to make it so his costume seemed like a joke, although most of the students didn't understand why he had a stick with a plastic star.
Muggle music had taken over the wizarding world, and was the newest craze. Most wizarding bands and singers would have never been able to carry a tune. Even the Slytherin's were impressed by how talented these muggles were, although they didn't admit it openly.
As much as Ginny liked Harry, she no longer had a school-girl crush on him anymore. She had outgrown her silly crush in her 3rd year at Hogwarts. However, it didn't seem that Ron and Harry's Fanclub understood that.
She grimaced as she received several death glares from Harry's fanclub. She was once one of them, longing to be in the clutches of Harry's arms as they danced, but Ginny had grown up.
"How many times did Ron beg you before you agreed?" Ginny asked, a smile formed on her face as she tried to initiate a conversation with the boy-who- lived.
Harry grinned, thankful she broke the awkward silence between them. "Quite a few times. I kept on insisting you liked me as a brother, but obviously Ron, that stubborn bloke, didn't listen," Harry sighed, rolling his eyes, "He still has the absurd notion that we'll --"
Harry was cut off by a tall blonde with a mask over his face, "I'm quite sure you're having a interesting chat with this lady," the Blonde smiled charmingly, "but this stunning beauty has captured my interest, and I would absoloutely love to dance with her," he said politely, a smirk finally forming on his flawless face.
Harry glared at Draco, his green eyes narrowing at the highly suspicious ferret, restraining himself from saying anything. Something was horribly wrong if he had started calling Ginny, a Weasley, a stunning beauty.
"Harry, you can let me go. I am fully capable of handling myself. Harry?" Ginny waved her hand in front of Harry, who was obviously thinking of something.
Ginny kicked Harry in the leg, before Harry woke up from his reverie. Surprised. Harry suddenly let go of Ginny who was quickly taken away by Draco. Her fading "Sorry" was the only thing he heard, before she was hidden from his view by the students dancing.
Draco had always been fascinated by Shakesphere, and his story, Romeo and Juliet. As much as he hated muggles and mudbloods, his fascination had taken over, and he had ordered a costume that Romeo might've worn. Of course, what would Romeo be without his mask?
Draco's breath had been taken away from him as he saw the lovely woman in green. Her voice sounded familiar, but he couldn't put his thumb on it. Unaware that the lady he was about to dance with was a Weasley, he produced a rose with his wand, and gave it to Ginny.
A pink tinge appeared on Ginny's cheek, obviously pleased by this romantic gesture. Ginny had noticed there were no thorns on the rose, and put it in her hair. As another slow song started to play in the Great Hall, Ginny wrapped her arms around Draco's neck while Draco wrapped his around her waist, and they began to dance on the spot.
Draco's years of Quidditch had a effect of him, of course. He had a fanclub of admirers, and half of them were in Harry's fanclub as well.
Draco and Ginny continued to dance for a few more songs, until a fuming red- haired pushed them apart.
~*~
Author's Corner: The description of the dress was changed from a plain description, into a edited description of a a Barbie dress. Email me for a visual.
It's beautiful, isn't it? Eh, I just HAD to use that dress in my story. I HAD to.
If you didn't like the story, Review and tell me how to improve. If you liked the story, Review so I can tell you that you're off your rocker. Haha. In other words, Review. :)