This is an incest fic, so if you're not comfortable with that, do not read. Other than that, there is smut later on :)
Ginny sat in the kitchen of the burrow reviewing all the supplies she'd bought (And had handed down to her) for the coming school year. Mrs Weasley was fixing some tea (Magically of course) And Bill was visiting, sitting with Fleur in the living room.
"Got everything you need dear?" Mrs Weasley asked Ginnny, who nodded.
"Yeah I think so, might have to get some more ink though, I'm running short." Ginny frowned at her supply, running half empty. Mrs Weasley sighed and looked at her watch.
"Well I can't take you today, and tomorrow I'm spending some time with Bill and Fleur, out looking for houses, I'm afraid I don't have the time to take you." Ginny rolled her eyes.
"Mum I'm in sixth year, I can take myself!"
"Ginny I don't like the idea of you alone, and there will be so many people there with Hogwarts starting in a couple of days. Why don't you take one of your brothers?" She poked her head out of the kitchen, and hollered. "RON!"
"Oh mum please! I don't need a babysitter." Ginny groaned. Ron walked into the kitchen.
"Bloody hell mum what's so important? I was packing."
"You need to take your sister in for some ink before all the shops close."
"But mum, she's in sixth! She doesn't need me!" Ginny nodded.
"Yeah! See mum? Even Ron agrees!" Mrs Weasley shook her spoon at them.
"I am your mother, you are both going! So get your cloaks and floo. I expect you home at dinner!" Seems there was no arguing, so the two teenagers reluctantly went to their rooms to fetch their cloaks.
"Diagon Alley!" Ron hollered, and he disappeared.
"Diagon Alley!" Ginny hollered, and she too disappeared.
"You alright?" Ron asked his sister, pulling her out of the fireplace. She nodded, and they exited the Three Broomsticks into the warm air of Diagon Alley. Mrs Weasley was right, it was full of people.
"Here, grab my hand so we don't get seperated, I want to get back as soon as possible." Ron said, and grabbed her hand. Ginny tried to pull away, but it was no use. Plus he was right, she wanted to get home as soon as she could too, and getting seperated would not help the cause.
"Here." Ron said, and pulled her into a store. Ginny jogged over to the quills and ink, and grabbed a few bottles.
"Got them!" She went to go pay for them, and Ron lingered by the more fancy supplies, until she grabbed his hand, and they were off again.
"Oh bloody hell." Ron cursed, there was a line at the Three Broomsticks fireplace, almost out the door. Ron checked his watch.
"We've got half an hour till we have to be home." Ginny sighed.
"Well do you know any other places safe to floo?" Ron shook his head.
"No, I didn't bring any powder, and I'll bet everywhere else doesn't supply it, unless we want to pay those bloody stupid prices." Ginny cursed this time.
"Well Ron, we could just go looking around until later, the second hand robe shop will probably be empty, it always is. I can't think of anywhere else that wouldn't be crowded." Ron frowned at the suggestion.
"That's a rotten place."
"Well it would be empty." Ron rolled his eyes.
"Fine yeah, come with me I know the way."
The store was empty and dusty, and nobody was at the front desk.
"Want to just wait it out here?" Ginny suggested, and Ron nodded.
"Yeah that's the best bet I think." He wandered over to a display, housing what looked to be antique cufflinks.
"Wow these are wonderful!" Ginny exclaimed, looking at some old dresses. She picked a small brown one off and held it up. "Do you think it would fit?" She asked Ron, who turned to look. He shrugged. It looked small, but then again, so was Ginny.
"Maybe, not sure. You could try it on." He pointed to the small curtained dressing rooms at the corner of the store. Ginny nodded and hopped into one while Ron looked at dress robes.
"Ron!" She called. "Ron!"
"Yeah what is it?" He called over a shelf.
"I can't get the zipper at the back, help!" He rolled his eyes and walked over.
"Is it safe to open the curtain?"
"Obviously you numbskull."
"Right." He lifted part of it and walked in. Ginny was facing the mirror. The dress fit her nicely, though it was a bit revealing, halfway up her thighs, and showed a lot in the cleavage area. Ron tried not to stare at her boobs, while zipping up the zipper on the back. She turned to the side and then did a full body turn, looking at how it fit.
"What do you think?" she looked at him through the mirror.
"I- well it's nice." he said. He had to admit, even though it was his sister, she looked fit in that dress.
"Yeah I think so too. Rumor has it that Hogwarts is having a dance this year. I might get this..." She turned to Ron.
"Get out, I'm going to change." He looked up from her cleavage and nodded, a bit red in the face.
"Right, yeah." She blushed as he left the stall.
"Oh wait Ron." She called again. He walked in. "Can you unzip the back?" She held her hair up, and he unzipped the dress, which immediately fell to the ground. Ginny yelped and covered her nude breasts, standing there in her panties. Ron tumbled back and fell on the ground below her.
"Get out!" She cried. He looked up at her and tried to stand, but he kept catching on the robes, and the dress, and the curtain closing off the stall. She huffed and pulled him up with one hand. Well, tried to.
"Wait!" He said, she stopped. "Ok, now move over, this stall is too bloody small." He cursed under his breath, and stood up.
"Good, now get out!" Ginny pushed him out. He fell out, and after all the commotion, the tailor had come to check just what the hell was going on. Ron nodded and told him everything was fine. He did, however, notice how her hands left her breasts when she pushed him. And how they bounced when she pulled the curtain shut.
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