Disclaimer: I still don't own anything related to Harry Potter. Sad times.

Author Note: I'm so sorry this took so long, I've had so much homework and had to write an essay for this horrible thing called coursework. I'm really sorry if there are grammar and spelling mistakes as I've said before it's not exactly my forte. Ginny's birthday will be split into two chapters. This chapter I would like to dedicate to my 3 amazing reviewers, Gin, tryntee13 and MissJodie.

Chapter Three

Ginny's POV

The Burrow, August 11th, 1995

I wake up to a face full of sunshine. I really need to fix my curtains. Looking around bleary eyed I spot my calendar with a big red circle around today, it takes a minute for me to remember why. ITS MY BIRTHDAY! I jump out of bed, although it's comfy I want presents. I look at my Holyhead Harpies clock by my bed and realise that it's almost 10 in the morning. Mum let me have a lie in. Thinking of Mum, I smell her special birthday pancakes wafting up the stairs. Then my stomach grumbles. I sprint downstairs two at a time and there is my Mum, my Daddy and all 6 of my brothers. Even Bill and Charlie.

'OMG! I DIDN'T THINK YOU WERE COMING UNTIL THIS EVENING! HOW DID YOU GET TIME OFF!' I scream launching myself into my two eldest brothers arms.

'Gin, calm down you know I couldn't miss my favourite sibling's birthday!' Charlie ruffles my bed hair,

'Gin, I've missed you you need to come visit me more.' Bill tells me ignoring the indignant cries from the twins and Ron at Charlie's comment. Percy doesn't seem to care.

Mom dishes out her amazing homemade pancakes, I end up eating 10. Usually I would have 7 at an absolute maximum but my brothers egged me on and Bill gives me a sickle as a reward. I feel so full I could be sick. I look up at clock and see it reads 11:15 and ask my Mum, 'What time are Blaise and Draco getting here?'

Giving Ron and the twins glares as they huff and sigh and roll their eyes at my question she says, 'The boys will be here at midday.' Turning to my brothers she continues, 'They are polite young men so I expect you to treat them decently and show that you have manners. Do you understand?'

Even Bill and Charlie look slightly scared. I introduced Draco and Blaise to Mum at the station and both of them turned their charm on and my Mum now adores them. I give everyone a hug before running off upstairs, I only have 45 minutes to look presentable.

Once back in my room I notice a green package on my bed. Immediately I can tell it's from Blaise, he loves giving me green things. I pick up the label and it says, 'Something for you to wear today, you get to open my gift early!' I chuckle to myself and tear off the Slytherin paper. Inside is the most beautiful emerald silk sundress I've ever seen. It's got a sweetheart neckline, two straps to hold it up, it is pulled in at the waist and the skirt falls just above the knee. Realising I only have 30 minutes now I run to the bathroom for a quick shower.

Draco's POV

This is risky. Potter says He Who Must Not Be Named is back. I asked my father but he won't tell me. We are about to go to Ginny's for her birthday, this trip has been very carefully planned. My mother is taking me to Blaise's. His mother will take us to Ginny's. If anyone asks I am staying at Blaise's house with him and his mother. My father cannot find out that Ginny is my friend or who knows what he will do to her when he is mad at me.

'Draco darling, we need to set off for Zabini Manor.' Mother was originally against the idea of me going to the Burrow but after meeting Ginny at the station at the end of term she almost instantly changed her mind. She hasn't shut up about how wonderful and beautiful she is since that day.

'Coming mother.'

Blaise's mother, Carina, answers the door. She is tall and willowy, with dark skin and is often described as hauntingly beautiful. Blaise has inherited her high cheekbones, thick eyelashes and deep brown eyes.

'Narcissa my dear, I would ask you to stay but we will be departing once Blaise decides to grace us with his presence.' She rolls her eyes, but in a loving way.

'Don't worry Lucius expects me back almost instantly.' I don't miss the hint of irritation in her voice but don't question it. 'Goodbye Draco, wish Ginevra happy birthday from me and try and enjoy yourself.'

'Yes mother.' A few moments later a giddy Blaise runs into the room.

'Hello Mrs Malfoy.' He flashes a charming smile at my mother.

'Blaise dear, please call me Narcissa. Mrs Malfoy makes me feel old.' He nods and after bestowing one last smile at me, my mother glides from the room and I hear the familiar crack signalling that she has apparated home. A few minutes later Blaise and I are in front of his fancy fireplace waiting for his mother to bring the floo powder.

'Drayke there's no need to be scared, I won't let the fierce lions hurt you.' He pouts out me the stupid git.

'I'm not scared you bloody prat.'

'Or are you scared that you're going to embarrass yourself in front of a stunning red head.'

Two can play this game. 'I'll let Ronald know that you have your eye on him.'

Before he can reply Carina enters the room holding a small black pot full of floo powder. I volunteer to go first so stepping up to the fireplace, I take a handful of the powder and clearly say, 'The Burrow.'

I heard Mrs Weasley before I saw her. 'Oh Draco dear, it's lovely to see you!'

Stepping out of the fireplace I glance around seeing Mr and Mrs Weasley, the twins and two boys I assume have to be Bill and Charlie, the eldest.

'Hello Ma'am. Thank you for letting me stay here.'

'No worries dear. Anyway you've met my husband Arthur,' I shake his hand firmly giving him a smile he fully returns. 'You know Fred and George from school,' They each give me a polite nod that I return. 'And this is Bill and Charlie, my eldest two.' I shake both of their hands. They both appear to be sizing me up but both are welcoming.

'Where's Blaise dear.' Mrs Weasley's voice snaps me back to reality.

And as if on cue with a bunch of green flames my prat of a best friend appears.

'Sorry to keep you waiting, I was saying goodbye to my mother.' Flashing his most charming smile.

'Don't worry, Bill, will you show the boys to the room they will be staying in.'

Bill grins at us and motions for us to follow him. We climb the fragile looking stairs until we reach the second floor. On the left there is a worn looking brown door which Bill points to, 'You'll be staying in there, it was Charlie's old room.'

'Thanks, but where is he staying?' I didn't want to impose.

'In my room, don't worry we've it a lot before you're not imposing.' I smile gratefully whilst he continues, 'Dump your stuff and come down, hopefully Gin will finally be ready. Between you and me I've never seen her make such an effort with her appearance.'

Bill cracks a smile before heading back to the kitchen leaving Blaise and I in stitches.

'What the hell took you so long Zabini, I know you weren't saying goodbye.' I shoot him a glare as we unpack our things.

'Just letting you get to know the in laws.' He smirks with a twinkle in his eyes.

'Hahaha, so not funny. Anyway let's head downstairs and see if Gin is ready to grace us with her presence.'