AN-This story has going to be redone and is compatible with the sixth book. I know it has been On Hiatus for awhile, but I am going to finish it.
Disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter so don't sue me. I wish I owned Harry Potter, because I would...never mind, you all know what you would do if you owned him. I own Luke Morris and Rudy Bega, that's it for now.
Chapter One
The darkness had spread, as had the great amounts of fog. Yet, as amazing as it was, the wizarding world had continued on. While many fled for their lives and feared much, many lived their lives as if the day would be the last day they would ever see. The Weasley family found no problems living life normally. Bill and Fleur married, and Ginny had become one of the few pleasures left in the wizarding world.
A NEW STAR IS BORN
By: Rudy Bega
Through the darkness has emerged a splendorous thing. Ginevra Molly Weasley, daughter of Arthur Weasley, Head of the Department of Experimental Curses and Enchanted Devices, has become a voice to light the day. Her voice and songs lift the spirits of so many, and now we are pleased to announce a concert to be held in a secure location, on the Hogwarts Grounds, on July 28th. Only those with tickets will be allowed on the campus for the event. Accompanying her shall be the mysterious voice often heard in her songs, whom we have yet to figure out the owner of. Luke Morris, Ginevra's manager, comments only this, "Ginny is a wonderful singer, and her songs are a joy to many. Her upcoming concert will be filled with remarkable songs and vocals, not to mention aurors, spells, and a very secure location. I assure the public that the concert will be totally safe for all." When asked about her unknown partner, Morris responded only this. "He is also a remarkable singer, but his identity will not be revealed until we are sure the public is ready for it." Tickets for the concert go on sale a week from today, and a portion of the money made shall be contributed to funds for the war.
Ginny Weasley read thought the article in the paper almost sullenly. Yes, she loved singing, and yes, she wanted to provide people with happiness through this dark time, but it seemed pointless. Harry, Hermione and Ron were out fighting and she was providing a distraction for people who didn't want to face the truth.
"When is he coming?" Ginny asked, climbing up on stage, ready to practice for her upcoming event.
"Soon. He should be here any minute. He had to finish up at the Ministry, they felt they needed to confirm his information again." She nodded at Luke Morris, her manager, and prepared to sing. Sighing, she vaguely wondered where Harry was at this moment. They were technically broken up, but he had promised when it was all over, he would come back for her. He just couldn't be with her while Voldemort was still at large, while the world was in danger of losing its light.
Baby I can't take myself away from you
It's absolutely positively what you do
So drive me out of my mind
Before you leave me
One kiss at a time
Come on baby
Kiss me crazy
Tell me that you'll miss me baby
You know what I got
Give me what I want
Kiss me crazy
Come on baby
Only your two lips can save me
You know what I got
Give me what I want I want you
At that moment a smirking blonde walked through the doors, stopping to watch as he saw the girl on the stage. They had been recording together for the summer but he could never get over how beautiful she was in person. He had still pictured her as the scrawny redhead that had defended Potter in Flourish and Blotts before his second year. But she was no longer a little girl. Her long red hair wasn't as bright as her brothers and it had just the right amount of blonde highlights to make it look as if it were on fire. She definitely wasn't scrawny anymore either, she had a perfect amount of curves, and her freckles had all faded, except for the ones on the bridge of her nose. She was breathtaking
He was beginning to get use to thoughts such as her beauty and friendliness, but they still confused him and he had to push back the urge to call her a filthy weasel. He could have reverted back to his old ways quickly, but he wouldn't, he just wasn't comfortable with his thoughts about the female Weasley. They hadn't had much time to get to know each other recently, but he hoped they would later. People were rare to acknowledge him with any respect lately, because of his father and Voldemort, but when he had returned, a few had helped. Harry Potter and Headmistress McGonagall had defended him against the Minister and he had been granted a pardon, on the premise that he would give up any information he knew on the Deatheaters and if he stuck one toe out of line, he would be sent straight to Azkaban, minor or not.
My heart is so impatient that I'm here alone
I need more of you so baby hurry home
I can't wait for your touch
It moves me, shakes me, gives me such a rush
Come on baby
Kiss me crazy
Tell me that you'll miss me baby
You know what I got
Give me what I want
Kiss me crazy come on baby
Only your two lips can save me
You know what I got
Give me what I want
Baby Baby Kiss me crazy
Baby Baby Kiss me crazy
Baby Baby Kiss me
You know you drive me out of my mind
So tell me tell me
One kiss at a time
Ginny looked down from the stage to see the one and only Draco Malfoy, her mysterious partner had arrived. She wasn't sure about him yet, Harry and McGonagall seemed to trust him and the Ministry had questioned him under Veritaserum, but trust wasn't an easy thing to give. Truth be told, Ginny hadn't spoken to him much, trying to keep her distance from this guy that confused the hell out of her. But maybe she should have. He was rather dashing, handsome beauty as her mother would say. She shook the thoughts from her head, she loved Harry after all. Gathering the Gryffindor courage, she decided to try and be friends with Malfoy.
Come on baby
Kiss me crazy
Tell me that you'll miss me baby
You know what I got
Give me what I want
Kiss me crazy come on baby
Only your two lips can save me
You know what I got
Give me what I want
Come on baby
Kiss me crazy
Tell me that you'll miss me baby
You know what I got
Give me what I want
Kiss me crazy come on baby
Only your two lips can save me
You know what I got
Give me what I want
Come on baby
Kiss me crazy
Come on baby
Kiss me crazy
Come on baby
Kiss me Crazy
"Good to see you, Malfoy." Ginny grinned as she jumped from the stage and walked up to him. "I hope you're prepared to acknowledge that I am the better singer and you're just, ordinary, plan, and dull."
"You wish, Weasley. Don't want the competition breathing down your neck. Now go sing so I can have my turn." He watched as she smirked at him and bounced back to the stage. He knew her happiness didn't reach her eyes; no one's did these days. Especially his mother's, she was safe enough with wards on the new manor and guards at all hours, but no one could really be safe enough. His father may have died, but there were plenty of Deatheaters ready to get their hands on any blood traitors, especially the old pureblood families that weren't siding with the dark. Draco pushed the thoughts from his head, concentrating on the redhead singing on stage.
'Merlin, she may be hot, but she can definitely be annoying!' Draco Malfoy thought as he walked down the corridor from his private room at Hogwarts. The private room happened to be connected to Ginny's by their own personal common room, and the rooms would be theirs until they graduated since 'they were famous and you never know what people these days would do in the common rooms and dormitories.' Draco knew the real reason though, he had turned against the Slytherins and they were going to be angry, but why Ginny had a separate room, he didn't know.
He looked ahead of him at the redheaded girl, studying her from behind. One minute she was nice to him, and the next she was correcting him on his singing or taunting him about something. Of course, he assumed he did the same thing, but no one could go from being enemies to best friends in day. He had to admit she was smart, funny, talented, and beautiful. What more could any man want in a woman? He shook his head, repeating to himself that they were only friends, or slowly making their way to it. He wondered how she had gotten into his head so fast. Malfoys didn't think those kinds of thoughts about Weasleys. She was different though, something about her just said she was the rebellious one in the family, not the one who would get in trouble, but the one that would do something totally different from all the rest of the siblings one day. Something extreme.
He was still on the stairs when she reached the doors of the Great Hall. She looked up at him, put her hands on her hips and rolled her ice blue eyes. 'She looks cute like that,' Draco thought. 'No, no. She's not your type, and she wouldn't want you if she was.'
"Come on, Dray," she said. Draco stared at her. Usually he hated when people shortened his name, but rolling off of her tongue, it sounded sweet. "You're such a slowpoke!" And she skipped into the hall. He fought back the urge to laugh, not knowing how she could be that hyper at five o' clock in the morning. Draco was as much of a night owl as they come, mornings were not the time for him. She was already on stage preparing to sing as he entered the Great Hall.
'Gods, she is beautiful.' He thought. 'No, wait, not beautiful, just a Weasley. Who has the prettiest smile, and the brightest eyes. Concentrate, Draco, don't think about the sexy... Grr, I need to get out of here.' Yet, Draco spent the remainder of the day rehearsing his songs for the concert and trying not to think about the beautiful red head he was sharing a common room with.
The songs:
Kiss Me Crazy by Kaci