The moon that night bathed the land in a silver light. The forest was still as a cloaked male figure emerged from the woods.

He wore a heavy abony black cloak and his face was not visible from under the cavernous hood.

His footsteps were unnaturally silent as he entered the graveyard.

A cloud shifted over the moon plunging the eerie place into darkness but this seemed not to distract the figure. He seemed to know were he was going, like he'd been here before. The figure continued making it's way weaving in between the tombstones, when he suddenly stopped. He had found what he was looking for. He bent down onto his knees in front of the tombstone. He reached inside his cloak to produce a single black rose and laid it down on the grave.

'Happy Valentines' whispered a voice full of hurt, love and loss.

The figure bent over the grave and shook violently and began to weep.

He remained there for an hour crying and the cloud never shifted.

All of a sudden the man seemed to pull him self-together and stood.

"I'll never forget you my love"said the man, and with that turned and silently just as he had arrived left the graveyard behind.

And as he left the cloud shifted and the tombstone became visible.

It was made out of white marble and seemed to glow in the moonlight. And carved into the stone was a name.........

Virginia Weasely

It was another start of Hogwarts year for Ginny Weasely. Alot had happened over the summer, Alot of changes. And in a way Ginny had changed too. Instead of being a small shy 5 foot red headed girl in 5th year she had now reached 5'7 and her mid length wavey hair had changed to a darker shade of Burgundy, rather than the usual Weasely colour that her brothers all still wore. Her once freckled coloured skin seemed to have cleared slightly now. Her blue eyes never seemed to change though. She was now 16 and loving it! But her image was not the only thing that was new she had a fiery attitude to go with it (well it's always been there but she was always to shy to show it -)

Ginny studied herself in the train's bathroom mirror. Her crystal blue eyes stared back at her, around them she wore black eyeliner, mascara and dark eyshadow, giving her eyes a Smokey effect. She wore her favourite pair of hipster jeans that were sort of shredded at the bottom and had a tear on the left knee. Her planing white tank top had a mid length black leather jacket over the top. Her hair was put up in a messy bun sort of half in half out she also wore her silver hoop earings. Over all she thought she looked quite good. Better than the hame-downs she was use to.

Ginny was now working over the holidays in Olivanders wand shop to earn some extra money. It was tiering work trying to find the right wand for costumiers luckily Mr Olivander was always on stand by in case things got out of hand. Ginny's job was to help fetch wands form their shelfs, because of Mr Olivanders old age her couldn't do it himself anymore. She also spent half her time just polishing wand after wand for hours.

Rarely did she serve costumiers, but when she did it would sometimes take over two hours or more for her find the right one. "The wand chooses the wizard Virginia" that's what Mr Olivander always tells her "It's not up to us to choose which one they receive". He was a nice man even though he didn't make alot of sense half the time but the pay was good.

"Gin?" called a voice that was half-muffled cause of the door. It was Hermonie "You finished yet?"

"Yeah!" called Ginny frustatedly. She couldn't get one moments peace lately! It's not that she didn't like Hermonie but everything was getting too much to handle. She bearly saw her parents now cause of the order and if she did they'd always be dashing off to go somewhere. They never stoped to say anything except 'Hi' and if they had time they might manage 'bye' before they were out the door again.

Ginny open the bathroom door to reveal a bushy haired Hermonie that was staring out the window. She wondered what she was staring at. There wasn't much you could see at night and even then there was a thick grey slight of rain blocking anything from view.

Just then Hermonie had snapped out her stare to realise that Ginny was standing in front of her.

"Oh sorry" muttered Hermonie shaking her head dismissively.

"That's aright" said Ginny staring at her best friend who's face seemed pale "what's up?"

"It's just that-" started Hermonie her voice sounded hurt "no don't worry"

"You sure?" asked Ginny placing a comforting arm around her friend.

"Yeah it's just Ron" she croaked looking at Ginny tears welling in her eyes.

"Well we all know that Ron's a prat!" said Ginny playfully

"No it's not that"

"really?"

"I just saw him snogging Lavender!"

"WHAT!!" shouted Ginny causing a few heads to turn to see what's going on.

"HOW DARE HE!" she could feel her hands clenching as the anger swelled up inside her.

"Gin don-"

"That bloody prat! How dare he do this"

"It's alright Gin!"

"How can this be ALRIGHT!?"

"CAUSE WE BROKE UP!" screamed Hermonie as she burst in to tears hugging her friend for support.

"Monie..I'm...I'm sorry" stuttered Ginny putting her arms around her.

"That COW Lavender had him around her finger all of last year!!"

"Oh my god Monie!"

"I know right...what the hell went wrong?"

"Maybe we should-"

"I'LL TELL YOU WHAT THE HELL WENT WRONG!!" screamed Hermonie

"THE BLOODY QUIDDITCH WORLD CUP!!!"

"No way!"

"YES BLOODY WAY!!"

By now more heads could be seen sticking of compartments muttering to each other and pointing.

"REMEMBER ALL THOSE TIMES HIM AND HARRY WENT TO SEE SEAMUS?!!"

"yeah"

"THATS NOT ALL WHO HE WAS BLOODY SEEING!!!!!!!"