Author's note: None of these charecter's belong to me, while I wish they did, they don't. Except for Noelle, Amber, and Amelia... hmm... This is my first fan fic, so don't laugh at me! Please review! No flames, please! I don't want my work insulted!
Chapter 1
Ginny Weasley wasn't an ordinary girl, as you probably know. She was the type of girl who lived through dreams, but on top of all that, she was a witch, and a pretty good one at that. Sure, she went to Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, but money, power, and beauty wasn't what she was after, in fact, it wasn't an it she was after, it was a he. Like most girls her age, she had a certain someone in mind. Most girls can get to that someone, but this someone had a lightening bolt scar on his forehead, and played Quiddich.
Ginny was a fifth year gryffindor. She had pretty carrot, red hair, like her brother, Ron, and sparkling blue eyes. She was smart and studious. Many guys liked her, but she had eyes for only one of them, and unfortunately, that would be, Harry Potter.
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It was right before Christmas, and what should have been a happy holiday, wasn't. It didn't feel like Christmas right now. Ginny sighed. She knew she'd never get to him, no matter how hard she tried. She had been batting her eye lashes for six years, and for what? To see him making out with Hermione, her brother's crush. "I don't like that Granger. I must find a way pull on through," Ginny thought to herself as she squeezed through the portrait hole, where she found Harry and Hermione kissing on the couch. "Disgusting, isn't it?" chortled a voice behind her. Ginny whirled around to see who it was. "RON!" she gasped. "Don't ever do that again! You know I hate that!" Ginny waved a sigh of relief. "I thought... I thought you were Malfoy sneaking in again," she said, regaining her breath. "What? that weasel!" Ron looked annoyed. "Just leave it, its fine," Ginny put on a false smile and walked up the steps to the girls dorms. As Ginny entered the dorm, she heard two familiar voices; the voice of Noelle Robinson, and Amelia DeMorse. Amelia had shiney blonde hair, with brown eyes. Noelle had deep blue eyes, that changed from deep blue, to crystal blue. Her hair was carmel colored, and cut short. They were arguing. Over what, who knows. "THAT'S MY EYESHADOW! YOU... YOU PIGGY!!!" Noelle shrieked at Amelia. "I'M A PIG!? LOOK AT YOU?!" Amelia held up a bag dried fruit Noelle had sneaked from the kitchen. "Well... soooo?! I got hungery, for something healthy!" Noelle stomped her foot. Ginny rolled her eyes and passed by the quarriling friends. No sooner than she had plopped herself down on her bed, Amelia and Noelle had stopped fighting. "Ginny, whats wrong?!" Noelle threw the eye shadow, in its round container at Amelia. It hit poor Amelia in the head, but Noelle didn't seem to notice, much less care, she was mad at Amelia anyway. "Three sylables, its a name..." Ginny began. Amelia, who had just about regained herself, rubbed her forehead, where the eyeshadow had hit her. There was now a red lump on her creamy complextion. "Damn you, Noelle," muttered Amelia. "I'd have to say the name would be Ha-rry Pot-ter," Noelle looked smug. "Actually, thats four syllables, but... erm, yes, in a way it is him too," Ginny sighed burying her face in her pillow. "Good, if I die, Hermione will be sorry! I know what she does to Harry! She plays him like a puppet! Just the other day I saw her making eyes with that Malfoy charecter..." Ginny's thoughts were interupted by a loud smack. Apparently Amelia had just slapped Noelle. "Don't you call me a bitch!" Amelia frowned. "I'll call you a bitch if I want!" Noelle huffed, blowing her bangs out of her face, causing her short pig tails to bop furiously up and down. She looked like a five year old who didn't get her way. Noelle had her hand clapped over her face. Noelle's eyes filled up with tears, as she started to blubber like a four year old who's been hit by another kid on a playground ((sorry, Noelle is supposed to be quite childish, so this is the only way to describe her)). "B-but... *snivel* ya-you just h-hit me!!!!" Noelle blubbered, taking in long shakey gulps of air. "Oh, dear... Let me see! I'm sorry!!" Amelia was sorry. Noelle moved her hand. Amelia looked at Noelle's pink cheek, as she was consentrating, Noelle was plotting something evil. Ginny saw Noelle's deep blue eyes change to crystal blue. "AMELIA! WATCH OUT!!" Amelia snapped her hand back to her chest, as Noelle was about to bite her hand. "Damn you, Ginny! I was going to get even!" Noelle pouted. "Come of it, you two," shrugged Amber McCoy. Amber's hair was actually amber colored, it was really wavey, and shiney. It was kinda scrunched, and shoulder length. Her eyes were brown, and she always looked perfect. Never a hair out of place. "Ah, my eyeshadow," Amber grinned as she bent over to pick up the eye shadow Noelle and Amelia had been fighting over earlier. "What was it doing on the floor? You two..." Amber looked at them. "Like puppies those two, you can't be mad at them," Ginny grinned.
Chapter 2
Author's Note: Erm... Well as you know... J. K. Rowling owns these charecters, all except for Noelle, Amber, and erm... oh yeah Amelia :)
Ginny sat down in a chair by the fire, in the Gryffindor Common Room. She half expected to find Harry and Hermione making out, but thankfully, the Common Room was once again safe to have a sit down in. "Thank you, Lavender Brown," Ginny smiled to herself, thinking of the Prefect. Hermione would have been a Prefect, only her OWLs began to slip, and she was often caught skipping class. Lavender Brown was now a Prefect, and felt it was her duty to see that "certain people" kissing in public places were to be set right. It was long past dinner time, and Ginny wasn't hungery, nor tired. She had barely touched her meal. She just wanted to be alone, and think. "How can it be, that every single time that I see him with her, it makes me want to cry?! I want to be done with him, far away!" Ginny thought malicously, even though she was on the verge of tears. "Doesn't he see how he's hurting me?! To be with her, and be puppeted around, when he could be so happy with me..." Ginny was brought out of her thoughts by the fire crackling. Dobby was adding more wood to the fire. "Winky thought Ginny might be needing to be warm on tonight, 'tis cold," Winky's eyes sparkled in an unreal way, as the flames reflected off her eyes. Ginny shivered and drew a blanket up around her. "Winky...?" Ginny asked, no longer shivering. "Yes, Ginny?" Winky climbed up next to Ginny. "What would you do... Well... If you loved someone very much, but you didn't know how to tell them?" Winky looked confused. "Like M-Master??" Winky smiled sadly. "Oh, I do miss Master..." Winky whispered hoarsely. Ginny thought it unwise to ask Winky anymore questions, so she pretended to be asleep. So Winky got up and left.
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Ginny waited until the door was closed until she sat up again. As she sat up, she heard someone creak down the steps, and she closed her eyes. She heard them flop into a chair beside her. She squeezed her eyes shut as she smelled the familiar smell of Harry. "He's so close... I wish I could be nearer to him..." Ginny breathed slowly. She heard Harry rustle, get up, and move closer to her. He sat down next to Ginny, who was pretending to be asleep, and stroked her hair softly. Ginny opened her eyes. "Hullo, Harry..." Ginny whispered, happy to be so close to him. "Gin... Hermione and I broke up..." Harry said softly. "At what point through all that kissing did you realize it wasn't working?!"
Chapter Note- Sorry that's all I got from now on... so... erm... yeah.... review, email me... w/e! Tell me what ya think some how though!
Chapter 1
Ginny Weasley wasn't an ordinary girl, as you probably know. She was the type of girl who lived through dreams, but on top of all that, she was a witch, and a pretty good one at that. Sure, she went to Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, but money, power, and beauty wasn't what she was after, in fact, it wasn't an it she was after, it was a he. Like most girls her age, she had a certain someone in mind. Most girls can get to that someone, but this someone had a lightening bolt scar on his forehead, and played Quiddich.
Ginny was a fifth year gryffindor. She had pretty carrot, red hair, like her brother, Ron, and sparkling blue eyes. She was smart and studious. Many guys liked her, but she had eyes for only one of them, and unfortunately, that would be, Harry Potter.
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It was right before Christmas, and what should have been a happy holiday, wasn't. It didn't feel like Christmas right now. Ginny sighed. She knew she'd never get to him, no matter how hard she tried. She had been batting her eye lashes for six years, and for what? To see him making out with Hermione, her brother's crush. "I don't like that Granger. I must find a way pull on through," Ginny thought to herself as she squeezed through the portrait hole, where she found Harry and Hermione kissing on the couch. "Disgusting, isn't it?" chortled a voice behind her. Ginny whirled around to see who it was. "RON!" she gasped. "Don't ever do that again! You know I hate that!" Ginny waved a sigh of relief. "I thought... I thought you were Malfoy sneaking in again," she said, regaining her breath. "What? that weasel!" Ron looked annoyed. "Just leave it, its fine," Ginny put on a false smile and walked up the steps to the girls dorms. As Ginny entered the dorm, she heard two familiar voices; the voice of Noelle Robinson, and Amelia DeMorse. Amelia had shiney blonde hair, with brown eyes. Noelle had deep blue eyes, that changed from deep blue, to crystal blue. Her hair was carmel colored, and cut short. They were arguing. Over what, who knows. "THAT'S MY EYESHADOW! YOU... YOU PIGGY!!!" Noelle shrieked at Amelia. "I'M A PIG!? LOOK AT YOU?!" Amelia held up a bag dried fruit Noelle had sneaked from the kitchen. "Well... soooo?! I got hungery, for something healthy!" Noelle stomped her foot. Ginny rolled her eyes and passed by the quarriling friends. No sooner than she had plopped herself down on her bed, Amelia and Noelle had stopped fighting. "Ginny, whats wrong?!" Noelle threw the eye shadow, in its round container at Amelia. It hit poor Amelia in the head, but Noelle didn't seem to notice, much less care, she was mad at Amelia anyway. "Three sylables, its a name..." Ginny began. Amelia, who had just about regained herself, rubbed her forehead, where the eyeshadow had hit her. There was now a red lump on her creamy complextion. "Damn you, Noelle," muttered Amelia. "I'd have to say the name would be Ha-rry Pot-ter," Noelle looked smug. "Actually, thats four syllables, but... erm, yes, in a way it is him too," Ginny sighed burying her face in her pillow. "Good, if I die, Hermione will be sorry! I know what she does to Harry! She plays him like a puppet! Just the other day I saw her making eyes with that Malfoy charecter..." Ginny's thoughts were interupted by a loud smack. Apparently Amelia had just slapped Noelle. "Don't you call me a bitch!" Amelia frowned. "I'll call you a bitch if I want!" Noelle huffed, blowing her bangs out of her face, causing her short pig tails to bop furiously up and down. She looked like a five year old who didn't get her way. Noelle had her hand clapped over her face. Noelle's eyes filled up with tears, as she started to blubber like a four year old who's been hit by another kid on a playground ((sorry, Noelle is supposed to be quite childish, so this is the only way to describe her)). "B-but... *snivel* ya-you just h-hit me!!!!" Noelle blubbered, taking in long shakey gulps of air. "Oh, dear... Let me see! I'm sorry!!" Amelia was sorry. Noelle moved her hand. Amelia looked at Noelle's pink cheek, as she was consentrating, Noelle was plotting something evil. Ginny saw Noelle's deep blue eyes change to crystal blue. "AMELIA! WATCH OUT!!" Amelia snapped her hand back to her chest, as Noelle was about to bite her hand. "Damn you, Ginny! I was going to get even!" Noelle pouted. "Come of it, you two," shrugged Amber McCoy. Amber's hair was actually amber colored, it was really wavey, and shiney. It was kinda scrunched, and shoulder length. Her eyes were brown, and she always looked perfect. Never a hair out of place. "Ah, my eyeshadow," Amber grinned as she bent over to pick up the eye shadow Noelle and Amelia had been fighting over earlier. "What was it doing on the floor? You two..." Amber looked at them. "Like puppies those two, you can't be mad at them," Ginny grinned.
Chapter 2
Author's Note: Erm... Well as you know... J. K. Rowling owns these charecters, all except for Noelle, Amber, and erm... oh yeah Amelia :)
Ginny sat down in a chair by the fire, in the Gryffindor Common Room. She half expected to find Harry and Hermione making out, but thankfully, the Common Room was once again safe to have a sit down in. "Thank you, Lavender Brown," Ginny smiled to herself, thinking of the Prefect. Hermione would have been a Prefect, only her OWLs began to slip, and she was often caught skipping class. Lavender Brown was now a Prefect, and felt it was her duty to see that "certain people" kissing in public places were to be set right. It was long past dinner time, and Ginny wasn't hungery, nor tired. She had barely touched her meal. She just wanted to be alone, and think. "How can it be, that every single time that I see him with her, it makes me want to cry?! I want to be done with him, far away!" Ginny thought malicously, even though she was on the verge of tears. "Doesn't he see how he's hurting me?! To be with her, and be puppeted around, when he could be so happy with me..." Ginny was brought out of her thoughts by the fire crackling. Dobby was adding more wood to the fire. "Winky thought Ginny might be needing to be warm on tonight, 'tis cold," Winky's eyes sparkled in an unreal way, as the flames reflected off her eyes. Ginny shivered and drew a blanket up around her. "Winky...?" Ginny asked, no longer shivering. "Yes, Ginny?" Winky climbed up next to Ginny. "What would you do... Well... If you loved someone very much, but you didn't know how to tell them?" Winky looked confused. "Like M-Master??" Winky smiled sadly. "Oh, I do miss Master..." Winky whispered hoarsely. Ginny thought it unwise to ask Winky anymore questions, so she pretended to be asleep. So Winky got up and left.
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Ginny waited until the door was closed until she sat up again. As she sat up, she heard someone creak down the steps, and she closed her eyes. She heard them flop into a chair beside her. She squeezed her eyes shut as she smelled the familiar smell of Harry. "He's so close... I wish I could be nearer to him..." Ginny breathed slowly. She heard Harry rustle, get up, and move closer to her. He sat down next to Ginny, who was pretending to be asleep, and stroked her hair softly. Ginny opened her eyes. "Hullo, Harry..." Ginny whispered, happy to be so close to him. "Gin... Hermione and I broke up..." Harry said softly. "At what point through all that kissing did you realize it wasn't working?!"
Chapter Note- Sorry that's all I got from now on... so... erm... yeah.... review, email me... w/e! Tell me what ya think some how though!