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"It was amazing… amazing… amazing…" That was all that was running thought Ginny Weasley's head as she dragged her stuff into her room. Despite her father's fight with Mr. Malfoy, the shopping trip to Diagon Alley had been amazing. She absolutely loved all her stuff, even though most of it was all second hand. That was the problem with living in a poor family, you never go the good stuff. "Snap out of it" she told herself. She knew she should be extremely grateful for what she had, good parents, caring siblings, it's just- she stopped and hit herself on the head. It wasn't going to make it easier if she kept thinking stuff like that.
Ginny sat down on her bed and pulled her cauldron closer. She had put all her stuff in the cauldron, and now it was examination time! First she pulled out her robes. They were quite worn, but they would have to do. She stood up quickly and went over to her mirror. Slowly she slipped the robes on. She loved the way they felt sliding over her. They were soft and silky, just how she liked things to be. Smiling, she headed back to her cauldron and grabbed her wand.
Ginny looked it over again. It was one of her only things that wasn't second hand. She stood up and started dancing around the room with her robes and wand. It felt good to be silly by herself, no one to judge her, no one to make her self-conscience… "What on earth are you doing!?" Scratch that… Ron was standing in her doorway. "Go away Ronald" "Whatever" he replied. "Though I am never forgetting that. "Boys" thought Ginny. "What a bother"
She went back to dancing with her wand. However crazy it looked, it relaxed her. Suddenly something happened she wasn't prepared for. BANG! Her wand went of with a blast, leaving a smoldering hole in her wall. "Crap" she thought. "I haven't even gone to Hogwarts yet and I could get in trouble with the Ministry!" She knew that once you got a wand, that was possible. But she also knew that she wouldn't get in trouble, because there were eight other people with wands in the house. The worst part would be facing her mother. She could hear her coming to see what the noise was.
Ginny turned to face her mum looking sheepish. "What was that Ginerva?" Ginny cringed, she hated being called her given name. "I… uh… accidentlydidmagic." The words spilled out fast. At that moment, her mum spotted the hole in the wall. "Ginny! What have you done!?" Ginny sighed. "I told you. I accidently did magic." "You could get in trouble for that young lady! But since we're here, you won't, so I'll have to take it in my own hands!" "Oh great…" thought Ginny. "You'll be de-gnoming the garden or the next week. No help!" "But-" She stopped. It was no good arguing with their mother.
She carefully packed her wand back up. No use getting in more trouble. She went back over to her bed and pulled out her books. There were the brand new Lockhart books that Harry had given her. She blushed just thinking about him. Sighing, she picked up her other books. These ones were all second hand and battered. There was all the typical books. One of them looked strange. She picked up her Transfiguration book. It was bulged out, as if there was something in it.
She opened it quickly, and something small fell out onto the ground. What was it?
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A/N: Sorry my chapters are so short. I tried to make it a quick update this time though. I really don't have much time to write the chapters. Anyway, I hope you like it! Please please please review! I have only gotten one review this whole story! Thank you!