Chapter 1
Ginny Weasley stood in front of her mirror, looking at her new pair of Mavi jeans and new Ekco red tube top. She turned few times looking over her new clothes in every direction. Her birthday had just past and Ginny had received muggle clothes from Hermione. Ginny, who had just turned 16, had gotten over her little, childish crush on Harry Potter and had been out a few times with none than Draco Malfoy. Ron Weasley, Ginny's older brother, hadn't been too happy about this new relationship. He was still way too over protective. Ginny had enjoyed spending time with Draco, but he wasn't quite her type.
"Not bad." Ginny thought. "I like how it fits." She causally turned some more, looking at every fit.
"I like it." She finally declared. "Muggles have some great fashions. I could get used to this."
"Ginny," she heard Mr. Weasley call up. "Hurry up Harry will be here soon, we have to be ready to yell surprise!"
"Coming Dad." She yelled back. "One minute." She put her presents away and ran down stairs, in her new clothes.
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Harry Potter sat on his trunk awaiting the knight bus. Tomorrow was his birthday and he knew the Weasleys would be planning something special. Harry loved the Weasleys, like his own family. Ron, being his best friend, Fred and George with their brotherly pranks, Percy and his demanding ways, Bill and Charlie always treating him with respect and of course Ginny. Ginny, Harry loved Ginny. He had saved her in his second year and he knew how much she liked him. Harry loved Ginny, because Ginny was, well Ginny was. Ginny. She was a Weasley, she was creative, caring, not to mention cute. She was also smart. Sure Hermione possessed all these characteristics, but Ginny was special. Harry tried to tell himself that the reason he wanted Ginny wasn't because of Malfoy. Sure, Harry was jealous, but he didn't have to be perfect, right? Right?
Suddenly Harry heard a rumbling coming from the sky, he looked up and saw the bus descending from the sky. The doors opened and he climbed on to the bus. The driver, Ernie, asked Harry the destination. Harry told him and climbed into a bed. His final adventure was about to begin, and he couldn't wait!
Ginny Weasley stood in front of her mirror, looking at her new pair of Mavi jeans and new Ekco red tube top. She turned few times looking over her new clothes in every direction. Her birthday had just past and Ginny had received muggle clothes from Hermione. Ginny, who had just turned 16, had gotten over her little, childish crush on Harry Potter and had been out a few times with none than Draco Malfoy. Ron Weasley, Ginny's older brother, hadn't been too happy about this new relationship. He was still way too over protective. Ginny had enjoyed spending time with Draco, but he wasn't quite her type.
"Not bad." Ginny thought. "I like how it fits." She causally turned some more, looking at every fit.
"I like it." She finally declared. "Muggles have some great fashions. I could get used to this."
"Ginny," she heard Mr. Weasley call up. "Hurry up Harry will be here soon, we have to be ready to yell surprise!"
"Coming Dad." She yelled back. "One minute." She put her presents away and ran down stairs, in her new clothes.
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Harry Potter sat on his trunk awaiting the knight bus. Tomorrow was his birthday and he knew the Weasleys would be planning something special. Harry loved the Weasleys, like his own family. Ron, being his best friend, Fred and George with their brotherly pranks, Percy and his demanding ways, Bill and Charlie always treating him with respect and of course Ginny. Ginny, Harry loved Ginny. He had saved her in his second year and he knew how much she liked him. Harry loved Ginny, because Ginny was, well Ginny was. Ginny. She was a Weasley, she was creative, caring, not to mention cute. She was also smart. Sure Hermione possessed all these characteristics, but Ginny was special. Harry tried to tell himself that the reason he wanted Ginny wasn't because of Malfoy. Sure, Harry was jealous, but he didn't have to be perfect, right? Right?
Suddenly Harry heard a rumbling coming from the sky, he looked up and saw the bus descending from the sky. The doors opened and he climbed on to the bus. The driver, Ernie, asked Harry the destination. Harry told him and climbed into a bed. His final adventure was about to begin, and he couldn't wait!