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Chapter II

Failure

Ginny's expression must have changed because Hermione asked what was wrong again. Instead of giving an explanation Ginny pushed her way passed Hermione and ran to the door that lead to the common room. Feeling the door with the back of her hand and deeming it fine to open, Ginny opened the door and sure enough there, making its was up the stairwell, was a thick cloud of smoke. Ginny froze. Looking back, she saw that Hermione had frozen as well, whether from shock or fear was unknown. This was bad. There was supposed to be enough charms to protect them from this. Something, or someone had broken through the spells to set this fire. Whoever it was could still be in the tower.

With an expression of pure panic Ginny ran over to the nearest sleeping girl, shaking her violently from sleep. When the girl looked with, still groggy with sleep, Ginny half yelled, half whispered with a voice hoarse from fear "Fire! Come on! There's a fire in the common room!"

After that everything seemed to happen at once. Both Ginny and the girl she had just woken up ran to wake up the other girls, with whom they shared a dormitory, waking them up the same way Ginny did the first. Hermione managed to wake up from her frozen state and assessed the damage with critical eyes.

As everyone woke they congregated to the middle of the room. That's where they stood now. Five girls standing the middle of the room, a visage of fear, staring at each other wondering what to do, while on lone girl stood by the open door to the stairwell and just stared down into the smoky abyss that is, or what is left of, their common room. Then suddenly, with warning, she pulled what looked like your average stick, to your everyday muggle, out of the sleeve of her sensible cotton nightgown. The five girls in the middle of the room heard only a slight murmur in a calm voice and then the smoke began to slowly dissipate into thin air. It was like magic!


Ginny smacked her forehead. Of course! Why didn't I think of that? There were simple spells to put fires out.

Her teachers would be ashamed of her. They spent so much time teaching her what to do when something bad happened and the first time something bad did happen, what did she do? She panicked, that's what she did.

In my defense, all the other girls, well besides Hermione, panicked to. And I seem to recall correctly Hermione was frozen with fear for a couple minutes there too. She tried to defend herself. Even though she knew they were just excuses they were making her feel slightly better about being a failure.

Because in actuality that's what she was, a failure. Ginny knew it, even though she only admitted it to herself on these very rare occasions. She was never good enough for her family. Bill was head boy. Bill works at Gringotts. Charlie was captain of his house team. Charlie now works with dragons in Romania. Percy, well Percy may not be loved by the family at the moment because of his devotion to the Ministry of Magic, but at one point her was the golden boy of the family. Just another perfect son to follow in the older two's footsteps.

And then there was Fred and George, the twins. They weren't golden boy, far from it, but they were perfect in their own way. They were what you would call the family jokesters. They kept the family happy and laughing. And even though they quit school they still didn't turn out too bad. They now single handedly owned and ran their own joke shop that was successfully thriving in Diagon Ally.

Ginny thought she had finally equaled out with Ron. He was never anything to special growing up. He was average just like her. That was until he left for school. After that he was somewhat of a superstar. He was the golden boy's, no the golden boy of all golden boys, partner in crime. He was Harry Potters sidekick. Her parents couldn't be happier that he made something of his life. He was now well known and his grades weren't that bad either, thanks to Hermione. He was the family's new golden boy now that the others had left.

And where did that leave Ginny. She was no ones golden boy, for more than the obvious fact that she wasn't a boy. Thank god for that. The only novelty she had going for her was the fact that she was a girl. Her family's only girl to be exact. The only girl in a long line of Weasley men. That fact and that fact alone was the only thing she had going for her that would make her noticed in her great big family of perfect men. Other than that she was just average. Her grades were good but Percy's were better. Her spell casting was fantastic but no where near Bill or Charlie's. She wasn't well known like Ron. She was certainly mischievous but since she never got caught she wasn't known like Fred and George. Not that she minded not getting caught.

So all in all that's what Ginny was, average. Not even her looks were spectacular. She had the same red hair that everyone in her family had. She had boring brown eyes. Even her clear skin was tarnished by a dust of freckles across her nose and under her eyes.

That was Ginny. Known to every one as someone's younger sister. Even her friends didn't really know her. Most knew her as Ron's younger sister. That's all she was, was a sister. Never a girlfriend or a best friend. She couldn't even seem to measure up in her parents' eyes. No matter what she did she could never measure up to her golden boy brothers. People might not tell her what they were thinking but Ginny knew and she agreed with them.

She was a failure, plain and simple.

Short and sweet. I hoped you guys liked it. I'm still waiting on those reviews *hint,hint* Compliments or criticism, its all welcome. Oh and by the way I apologize now for my spelling. I know its horrible. Feel free to correct it. :)

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