AN: I started this story and it was going somewhere, but right now I'm kind of lost. I will hopefully update this story in the future
Ginny had fallowed this person the whole week. Every time the person was alone, Ginny decided that it was time that she asked this person out to the Yule Ball and every time, her Gryffindor courage left her at the last minute.
This had all started in her first year, when she noticed that girls were hot. Ginny had tried to forget girls and look at boys, after all, she was in love with Harry ... Or she thought. Ginny realized in her second year that she loved an idealized vision of the Boy Who Lived. She loved the image that she had made for herself before she met him and then that image was embellished by Ron telling her how his friend had saved the Philosophical stone and when he saved her from the chamber of secrets.
At the time, she loved Harry for those reason and now, she realized that she loved the image she made of Harry because she wanted to be him. She did not want to be the Boy Who Lived, she wanted to be the hero. The knight in shining armour that saved the damsel at the last minute. She wanted to be the Knight. No, the Prince charming for her.
Well, really this all started at the world cup before Ginny's third year. Hermione and Ginny had stayed up and talked about everything and nothing. At that time, Ginny realized that she had no chance with her first crush on someone real. Hermione was straight. There was no chance even for experimentation, Ginny had hinted to it and Hermione had flat out refused. Not that she had anything against Gay and Lesbians, but it was just not her.
Then there was the whole thing with the Deatheaters and the Dark Mark, then they went back home. Ginny was able to hide her disappointment about Hermione with the fear of what had happened at the World Cup, but George and Fred saw though it. They always did. They were the Bothers that Ginny was the closest to with Bill, but now Bill was almost a stranger.
The day before they had to go back to Hogwarts, had George and Fred entered her room.
"Hey little sis," started Fred.
"What got you so gloom?" continued George.
"Everything that happened at the World Cup," said Ginny. It was not a lie, it was just that her brothers did not know everything that happened at the World Cup.
"The Dark Mark..." said Fred.
"Or the fact Hermione rejected you?" continued George.
That cut Ginny off guard. How did they know?
"We observed you last year," explained Fred to Ginny.
"We could not believe that we miss what was going on in first year," continued George.
"We felt like the worst brothers in the world," continued Fred.
"It should have been us that saved you," finished George.
"So what did you observed?" asked Ginny.
"Well, that you were checking out Hermione a lot," said George.
"That you craved her attention," said Fred.
"Look we are okay with this," said George.
"And if you want to know," said Fred, "there are no laws against two women being together."
"We checked when Lee came out to us," explained George when he noticed the confused look on his sister's face.
"Only for men being together is illegal," said Fred, "what is the used of men if they can't produce more wizards and witches."
"Hate to break it to you guys," said Ginny a little gloom, "but two women can't have children either." That had been one of the hardest thing that she had to come to terms with when she realized that she was gay, she would never be able to have children with the woman she loved. They would have to use a man's part to have children and she was not sure she could handle that. Sure Ginny was not thinking of having children just now, but she had always imagined a future with children.
"You are wrong little sister," said Fred with a wide smile.
"Between the Veelas," started George.
"The Amazons," continued Fred.
"And don't forget the witch Sapho," finished George.
"There is about four rituals that make it possible for two women to have children together." said the twins together.
At first Ginny did not want to get her hopes up, the next day right after the welcoming fest, she went to the Library and found out that her bothers were right. If she wanted, she would be able to have children with the woman she loved. That night she dreamt about them. Most had black hair, but a few had the Weasley red hair. The mornings after those dreams, she felt a longing to find the woman with whom she would have those beautiful children.