Ginny Weasley's Saturday was anything but eventful. And this is why she was sitting in the common room, doing absolutely nothing but watching as the more responsible students finished essays and reading.

I should probably be getting that Potions essay done. She thought to herself as she watched a satisfied 5th year complete an essay and let out a big sigh of relief. But somehow, she couldn't manage to get over the fact that she was completely bored out of her mind. She didn't quite honestly think that this year could get any more...disappointing. When she was younger, she used to dream of Hogwarts- The adventures, the classes, hell even the food. It was supposed to be the absolute coolest place in the world. Or at least that's what she heard from her brothers.

Considering it now, she realized the reason for the drastic change in their experiences. They were...unaffected. Less tainted. And although she was getting over the events that happened in her first year, nothing had really changed. It's not as though she had millions of friends now. Or was hanging out with her brothers like she had wished. She was still the same, slightly more hardened Ginny she was then. Except now, she was finally realizing the inevitable.

Harry Potter was not the one for her. She sighed now. Everything came back to the bloody boy that lived and she was getting sick and tired of it. But at least she wasn't a complete crushing mess she had been in second year. No- now she was learning .There were plenty of blokes. More than enough blokes really, considering how many came for the Tournament. And although they might not be interested now, they would be. She was sure of it.

At this she smiled. Who the hell cares how exciting my brothers' lives are. She reasoned with herself. I can be just as interesting. I mean, what's the point of having my life saved if..if I'm not even going to live it. With that racing into her mind she left the common room, with a kick in her step and an easy grin on her features.

Once outside she felt the cool wind of November brush against her, casually lifting locks of crimson hair out of her face. She stood still for a while, letting the wind kiss her face. With her eyes still closed she thought of the perfect idea to get her out of her stupid funk. Crazy (granted. Considering she was related to the twins) But perfect. She raced towards the broom shed and grabbed the closest one, not really caring about the consequences. No one actually used the school's brooms anyway.

Mounting on it easily, she failed to see a curious 5th year who walked by, stop and watch her as she shot up in the air and raised gradually to the roof.

Let's do this She thought as she took one deep breath and jumped off the roof, letting out a yelp of surprise as the wind whipped against her face. She laughed it off, and let her hands spread out, her broom still clutched carefully in one. It took a while to register the feeling of it all but just as she did she realized the ground becoming more and more clear. With her hair still whipping around her face violently she brought her broom between her legs and kicked off in the air once she was inches away from the ground.

And that did it. She started to laugh as she flew around, glad she didn't finish her potions essay at all. Her laughter subsided eventually, as she realized with much reluctance that her stomach was growling and she turned sharply in the air to see a very pale, gaping 5th year staring at her like she was a complete mental case.

Reasonable considering I just jumped off a roof. She said to herself as she landed near him. He was easily a foot taller than her, reminding her annoyingly of all her older brothers. Fortunately he didn't have obnoxious Weasley red hair or freckles galore. Quite on the contrary. He had dirty blonde hair and a tan complexion. Not a freckle in sight. Well, considering how she really wasn't that close to the 5th year to notice any. And she didn't think staring him down was exactly helping her whole 'crazy mental case' situation.

"Wh-What in the bloo-bloody HELL was that?" he managed after quite some time.

Ginny shrugged, a mischievous grin playing across her face. "I just jumped off a roof."

"Yes I got that much, thanks."

"Well then..." She put a hand on her hip expectantly

"What in the world possessed you to jump of a roof."

"You make this sound as if I'm suicidal." Her eyes narrowed dangerously. The boy simply pushed his hair away from his steel blue eyes and sighed.

"Why would I think that? You only jumped off a roof." he muttered sarcastically.

"Hey! I had a broom!" she defended, holding up said item in his face.

"Yes, that I didn't think you'd use it- Hence my suicidal point." He said, staring at her with a hint of fear.

"What would you have done?" She asked, suddenly curious to see his reaction. He was obviously flustered, and she rather liked making him that way.

He looked at her thoughtfully, then shrugged. "Start screaming bloody murder? I don't know...I'm not faced with these kinds of things daily ya know." He ran a hand through his hair again but it simply landed slightly above his eyes.

She grinned again. This was quite fun she decided. He stared at her as she grinned and a realization obviously dawned across him. Damn it. Ginny groaned internally. He'll recognize I'm a Weasley and that'll be the end of it.

"Do I know you fro-" Before he got to finish his sentence completely she interrupted him rather annoyed.

"YES. You probably do know me. Well, actually, you'll probably know people RELATED to me because quite frankly- they're hard to miss. Let's see. You probably don't know Bill Weasley, Curse breaker extraordinaire. Or Charlie Weasley, the dragon tamer. Maybe you know Percy the Perfect. Or perhaps you know the Twins Forge and Gred. I doubt you know ickle Ronniekins, but then again he hangs out with bloody Potter so who wouldn't know them." She had forgotten that she was actually speaking to someone and not ranting to herself and she gave a big sigh.

He on the other hand, instead of walking away or heaven forbid- Sending her to Mungos like any sane person- started to laugh. And once he saw her completely confused face laughed some more. She waited until he was done, a little unnerved but not that surprised. It was hard to surprise her these days.

Once he caught his breathe he responded.

"You really are Fred and George's sister-eh? Yes, they've told me about you. They're quite funny really. Pulled a nasty little prank on Snape the other day." He got a gleam in his eye as he said this and she had to suppress the urge to roll her own. Not that she didn't love pulling one on Snape, it's just, the thought of another person admiring one of her brothers was a little annoying.

"Yes well, I'll be sure to tell Gred and Forge that ..." She looked at him now, awaiting to hear his name.

He stared at her, confused before he understood her pause and supplied his name. "Ethan. Ethan Harper."

"Yes, I'll be sure to tell them that Ethan Harper is obviously impressed with their pranks and...such." She finished lamely, and began to walk away, leaving the broom in the shed and walking towards the castle.

"Oi, and remember to tell 'em I think their sister just preformed the most incredible stunt I've seen in a pretty damn long time." He shouted, a smile threating to show.

She grinned and stopped in her tracks. Shooting a look over her shoulders she motioned him forward. He ran up to catch up with her and smiled.

"Flattery will get you everywhere Mr. Harper."

"I should think so." He said with a cocky grin. She snorted in a very un-lady like way but showed no signs of remorse. After a pause he continued again.

"What's your name."

"Weasley." She answered naturally. She really didn't want to be given that 'oh, you're that Ginny Weasley, girl who supposedly was possessed' look. Although he didn't seem like that kind of shallow, she didn't want to take her chances.

"Yes I gathered as much thanks. I meant your first name." He stared at her with an interest and she decided it really wouldn't matter either way.

"My name's Ginny."

"Ginny.." he repeated.

"Yes Ginny."

"That's not a name." He decided suddenly. Ginny shot him a scandalized look.

"Excuse me?"

He laughed. "It's bound to be short for something -right?" He explained as they entered the castle. She shrugged.

"It is." She answered simply.

"...well."

"Well what?"

"What's it short for?" He asked exasperated. She was smiling now.

"Am I frustrating you Mr. Harper?" She said in an annoyingly cocky voice, completely missing the face of one Harry Potter as he walked into the castle as well. He was a few feet behind them and looked rather worn from something. Muttering to himself, he looked up to see Ginny with an older boy, smiling...It struck him as odd and he quickened his pace a tad to listen to their conversation. With a little luck he might be able to get his mind of the crazy things in his life.

"Quite Miss Weasley."

"Well I suppose this has been a rather productive day." She said. Harry raised an eyebrow. He rarely ever heard Ginny talk...so naturally.

"Oh yes, jumping off a roof, scaring the living crap out of me, exploding about your 'relatives'" at this he added air quotes and which Ginny found highly amusing and nodded for him to continue, "and then you decide that after all my concern your not even going to tell me your name." They both failed to see the increasingly interested Harry Potter trailing behind them.

"I did tell you my name." She retaliated, although not as forceful. Harry noted that she had a rather nice smile, and she resembled to much of the Twins like this.

He scoffed. "Ginny is hardly a name."

"Do not scoff at me Ethan." She said his name in a mocking tone.

"Well at least Ethan is a full name. Just tell me what Ginny stands for. At least. I mean I was going to save for your death you know." He pointed a finger at her and she laughed.

"Oh yes, screaming...what was it, Bloody Murder would surely save me from absolutely NOTHING because may I remind you I had a broom and was perfectly capable of using said broom to...save myself." Her hands were on her hips now as she said this, and once again Harry realized that she began to look a lot like another family member- Her mum.

"Regular Damsel in distress." He muttered.

She beamed at him and then rolled her eyes.

"It's Ginevra. If you must know."

"Ginevra" he repeated. "Pretty." At this Harry was sure Ginny would blush. But she continued to surprise him as her cheeks stayed the exact same shade as before.

"Annoying." She retorted.

"Unique" He persisted.

"Complicated." She responded easily. They were nearing the Great Hall now and Ginny stopped, thus making the two boys stop as well.

"Well Ethan." She said glancing at the door and then looking at the blonde boy. "This is my stop. Thanks for the lovely chat, I'll be sure to tell Forge and Gred all about your fascination with them.."

"Don't forget your stunt." He interjected. She chuckled.

"Yes, and my stunt. I'm sure they'll be pleased."

He smiled down at her, but she still had yet to blush, she simply returned his smile- Much to Harry's distress. He couldn't believe it. Who the hell was this person? Surely not Ginny...Well no Ginny actually stood for Ginevra . He didn't even know that.

"I'll see you around then." She said, breaking an awkward pause.

"Not unless your in Gryffindor." he replied as he began walking away, still facing her though.

"Well, then it seems like I will see you around then. Lucky you." She grinned. "Although I'm pretty sure if you keep walking backwards you won't be that lucky for long."

He laughed. "This coming from the girl that jumps off a roof." Ginny laughed too. Harry still couldn't grasp his mind around Ginny jumping off a roof. It just seemed so...out of character.

"Very true." She nodded, opening the doors to the Great Hall.

"See ya later Ginevra." He replied and ran off.

"IT'S GINNY" she shouted, but he was already gone. She sighed in frustration. "Stupid bloody boys." She muttered, and walked over to sit with a fellow Gryffindor. Harry still in a slight shock gaped at her, but it was broken as he saw Cho Chang smiling happily with one of her friends. He visibly flushed and kept walking, trying to clear his head.

Maybe listening in on that conversation wasn't the wisest thing to do. His brain was now filled with questions and even less calm than it had been before.

Sock- This actually the first Harry Potter story I've made. Don't get me wrong. I have millions of story ideas, I've just never got around to writing them or probably forgot when I had time. Although, this one...I couldn't resist. :D Something to do with Ginny and Roofs that made me smile. Who knows.

Quite Honestly- I'm trying incredibly hard to follow the book's events and not make Harry too out of character. He will most definetly fancy Cho (as seen at the end of the chapter) but I'm still letting him know more about Gin Gin. And then he can dump Chang and go snog Ginny.

...rats. I've ruined the plot. Not to fret my pretties, just review. Greatly appreciated.