Ginerva Weasley sat in her room sulking. She was strategically placed between two very tall, very cushy lumps of clothes, and she was not planning on moving anytime soon. You see, Ginevra, or Ginny as she prefered to be called, had just heard a lengthy boy with messy hair, green eyes, and a very prominent lightning bolt scar that rested on his forehead in her kitchen. He went by the name of Harry Potter. Oh no, Ginny was not about to let herself waltz downstairs in order to embarrass herself in front of one of the most famous people alive. No sir she would not do it, even if it meant staying locked up in her room for the rest of the summer.

Honestly though, she wasn't sure what she was expecting. Her family had been discussing shipping Harry over to their house practically all summer. The youngest of her older brothers had attended his first year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry with Harry and the two of them had become quite close. In fact according to Ron, he and Harry managed to get themselves into quite a mess of trouble, trouble that involved you-know-who himself. Ginny shuddered at the thought of one of the most dangerous wizards of all time.

At first Ginny thought Ron was lying about being friends with Harry. It made sense after all. The Weasleys were dirt poor, and not many people liked their family very much. They were one of the 28 remaining wizarding families that still had pure wizard's blood. That is to say, nobody in their family was ever a muggle, or non-magic folk. However, the Weasleys are actually quite interested in muggles. At least Mr. Weasley is, and this was constantly embarrassing Ginny. Because of their families kindness to muggles, certain pureblood families have taken to labeling the Weasleys as blood-traitors. Ginny found this to be quite rude; muggles are not bad people. Nonetheless, rude or not, it was still what her family was known as. So really, it made sense for her to think her brother was making up all the stories about his adventures with Harry, why would a famous wizard such as Harry Potter like a "blood-traitor" like Ron? Not to mention, Harry had not responded to a single letter that Ron had written to him all holiday. This had Ginny convinced Ron was lying; however, her two twin brothers who are two years ahead of Ron in school, insisted on backing him up. For most people, that would be enough information to make them believe that their brother was, in fact, best friends with one of the most famous wizards around. For Ginny however, that was definitely not enough. Fred and George were two identical red headed twins that were always pulling practical jokes, they even promised to send Ginny a toilet seat from Hogwarts when she was feeling down about being too young to attend Hogwarts with the rest of her brothers last year. Ginny wanted to ask her brother Percy if Ron, Fred, and George were telling the truth, but Percy was always locked up in his room sending owls off to some mysterious person. Whenever anyone tried to approach him about this he got all jumpy, and Ginny did not exactly feel like dealing with a jumpy and annoyed Percy. Percy was the Weasley's third born child, and is one year older than Fred and George. He got top marks in school, and was definitely one of her parent's favorites.

All summer Ginny had been so sure that Harry was just another made up tale that her brothers were so frequently telling. It wasn't exactly out of the ordinary that Ginny had been so persistent on believing that Ron, Fred, and George were lying; growing up with six older brothers taught Ginny to hold her own and to never trust anyone completely. So here she was, hiding in her room in a desperate attempt to escape mortal hadn't even bothered to ask how long Harry would be staying. Was he going to be staying until school started? That would be far too much to handle.

Ginny knew she couldn't stay in her room forever, sooner or later she would be called downstairs by her mother to come greet their guest. Ginny's mom was very sweet but, like most moms, terrifying when she needed to be. Just a couple minutes ago Ginny had her her mom screaming at her brothers as they entered the house with Harry, "Beds empty! No note! Car gone- could've crashed- out of my mind with worry- did you care?- never, as long as I've lived- you wait until your father gets home, we never had trouble like this from Bill or Charlie or Percy-"

From what Ginny could tell, Ron, Fred, and George sneaked out of the house in the middle of the night, and went to go get Harry. According to Ron, Harry had lived with the most awful muggles his whole life. They treated him like dirt, shut him up in a closet under their stairs, and gave him just barely enough food to manage. How Terrible! Harry should be living the life of luxury! Not too long ago there was a terrible wizarding war. A powerful dark wizard was wreaking havoc throughout both the wizarding world and the muggle world. He was so feared that nobody would even dare to say his name; even now, 12 years after this man's defeat, wizards from everywhere still refer to this dark wizard as You-Know-Who, refusing to call him by his actual name. Nobody was able to stop him, and when he decided to kill someone, there was no chance of survival. Ginny shuddered just thinking about it. Only one person had ever been able to survive this dark wizard's killing curse, and that person was Harry Potter himself. Nobody knows why, and nobody knows how, but to this day Harry Potter is the only known person to have survived any sort of killing curse. After first killing his parents You-Know-Who must have thought that killing one year old Harry would be a piece of cake. However, when You-Know-Who cast this final killing curse on a helpless infant in front of him, the curse backfired. Harry was left with a lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead, and You-Know-Who was defeated at last. Of course Ginny was only a couple months old when this all happened. Everything she knew about this terrible wizarding war and the boy who lived was information her parents had told her.

"Ginny dear!" Mrs. Weasley did the very thing Ginny was most afraid of, she called her downstairs. Ginny had two choices, avoid embarrassing herself in front of Harry and face the wrath of her mom, or go downstairs to face her impending doom. There really was no option here. She hastily tried to fix her flaming red hair as she scampered down the stairs, preparing to meet the boy who lived.

"I hope he likes me," She thought as she stepped into the kitchen to formally introduce herself to one of the most famous wizards out there.