Disclaimer: Harry Potter is from the creative genius that is J.K. Rowling.
I am not her. This is merely a fanfiction to tide us over until book 6.
A/N: Thank you all again for the reviews. Only two more chapters after this. Again, this is not beta read. I will replace this chapter with the beta-read one later on. Many of you just asked for me to update ASAP. Thanks again and enjoy.
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"Would someone please take the blinding charm off me," Ginny said quite irritated.
She was truly a bit frightened about what was going on. Fleur and Hermione had taken her to a nice spa for part of the day and then had gone back to Bill and Fleur's home. Fleur had given Ginny an outfit (if you could even call it that) "just to try on" that she was currently wearing. It was a very low cut tank top with a black leather-type corset over it and a very short skirt that barely covered her backside while she was sitting.
She was sitting down somewhere in the house, while Fleur and Hermione were doing her makeup and putting her hair up in some strange shape or form. This had been going on for about an hour and the giggles emitting from her sister-in-laws made her think something was up.
"We just have a few more glamour spells," giggled Hermione. Ginny cringed a bit. Hermione never giggled unless humiliation was involved, usually Ron's, but he was nowhere around. This could not be a good sign.
"Oui, glamour spells," snickered Fleur.
"What are you two doing to my hair? I swear if you've transfigured it into anything you'll both be very sorry," Ginny growled out.
"No mon cher, this is all you."
Ginny felt Hermione and Fleur help her get up off the chair and lead her out of the room. A door opened and Ginny felt their grips leave her arms.
"Ready Gin?"
"Ready," she said determined and annoyed.
"Staien unz Harry," she heard Fleur giggle out.
"Finite," Hermione laughed.
Ginny's eyes cleared and she saw her sister-in-laws laughing right before the door shut to Fleur's home with Ginny outside.
"What was that spell Fleur?" Ginny yelled. "Bloody hell, I don't even know what I look like."
Ginny heard Hermione say something and a moment later the door became a mirror. Ginny was shocked. She didn't recognize herself. Her hair was done up in an elaborate bun with wisps of curls framing her face. Her makeup was done expertly. It would have looked nice, except with that outfit.
"You made me look like a scarlet woman," Ginny bellowed banging on the door. "Let me in know or else Bill and Ron will not recognize you when I'm done. Let me in! I need to take this stuff off and put on some real clothes."
"Oh no," came Hermione's voice.
"Oui, you must find 'Arry like zat," giggled Fleur.
"Oh no!," Ginny said stomping her foot. "I'll just go home and change."
"I'm afraid you can't do that Gin," Hermione chuckled. "I'm afraid that spell Fleur used insures you won't be able to change a single thing about your appearance until Harry sees you. I think you know the way to his flat."
Ginny was fuming. "Let me in right now before I blow this door wide open."
"Did you forget Gin, your wand's in here?" said Hermione innocently.
Ginny cursed in about ever language she knew before huffing and puffing down the steps. Fine she would go to Harry's flat, he'd see her, have a good laugh and then she'd go home and plot how to get those two conniving witches back.
The weather was warm outside although it was 11:30 at night, which was good because if it wasn't Ginny would be absolutely freezing. Harry lived in a complex just a few blocks from Fleur's and just down the road from Ron and Hermione's. Looking like she did, she was glad it wasn't too far. Way too many people, well men especially, were giving her odd looks.
Finally she got to Harry's door and knocked, and knocked, and knocked. Sighing she realized no one was home. She sat down by his door and waited. There was no way she was going out looking at taverns for him dressed like this.
Around 1 a.m. Harry finally came home. The sight of a very seductive and angry woman waiting by his door greeted him. He had no idea who it was, other than she got through his wards. That meant it was either a Weasley, another aurora or member of the Order. But he was sure he'd never seen her before.
"Can I help you?" he asked hesitantly.
"Merlin Harry, thank God you're finally home," the woman said.
"Yes," he said confused.
"You see me in this bloody outfit right?"
"Yes," he said even more confused.
"Good," she said and then pulled her hair out of a bun at the top of her face. As her hair fell down, a flash of recognition crossed Harry's eyes.
"Ginny?"
"Well who else in the bloody hell do you think it was?" she snapped. "Fleur and Hermione put me in this bloody outfit and did my hair and make up. Urg, can I come in and wash this stuff off my face?"
Harry nodded and fumbled with his keys nervously as Ginny continued to rant.
"Then they pushed me out the door and placed an enchantment on me so I couldn't change my clothes, hair or take off this make up until you saw me. My wand was left at Fleur's and I had to walk her dressed like this."
Harry got the door opened and thought to himself to thank Fleur and Hermione for letting him see Ginny like that. Though he wasn't happy that a few other men probably saw her dressed like that walking over here. It was times like this he wished the Ministry would let aurors have fireplaces in their apartments. She could have just flooed over. Of course, only he, Remus and Dumbledore could apparate in, per Ministry rules.
Ginny rushed past him and went to the bathroom to wash his face. Harry sighed as he watched her from the doorway to the bathroom as she scrubbed the makeup off face off. Harry handed her a soft cotton towel as she dried herself off. Ginny really looked beautiful without makeup on.
"Feel better?" he asked.
"A little," she said. "You don't happen to have some clothes around her I could wear do you?"
Harry looked down a bit, holding a smile in. "Why don't you just stay here tonight and then in the morning you can go over to Hermione's I'm sure she'll have something to fit you."
"If I don't transfigure her into a toad first," snapped Ginny.
A laugh erupted from Harry. Ginny looked up to see him in the doorway. The twinkle that had once danced in his eyes before the war was back a little.
"I don't have anything to wear other than this," Ginny said shyly.
"You can have one of my shirts," Harry said disappearing. A second later he was back with a long button up bluish shirt. "Here."
"Thanks," Ginny said blushing before she closed the door to the bathroom. Her cheeks warmed up as she sat down. She was going to sleep in Harry's shirt. She sniffed the fabric. Merlin, it even smelled like him. Get a hold of yourself Gin, she thought. Remember Harry is just a friend.
She's just a friend, just a friend Harry kept repeating to himself as he took off his clothes and prepared for bed. Still that little voice continued in his head.
Yes, just a friend who you haven't been able to stop thinking about since Thursday. Just a friend you've slept in the same bed with two nights in a row and couldn't help thinking about on Saturday. Why the hell did I throw her in bed anyway? I was just drunk and she needed to sleep in her own bed. Weasleys can be as stubborn as mules. I'm used to sleeping in rough places. I could have slept on the damn chair. She's just a friend. A friend, whom you just, searched every tavern for when you found out she wasn't home tonight, knowing that you leave on assignment first thing in the morning. Then you come home just to find her sitting on your doorstep.
Harry shook his head and climbed into bed. He turned the television on in his room and lay down. Japanimation was on. He liked watching it, even though it was suppose to be for kids.
"Harry?" Ginny said nervously as she came into the doorway.
Harry held his breath. Merlin she looked good wearing his shirt.
Ginny fidgeted with the hem of the shirt. A blush was again making an appearance on her face. She had seen Harry was lying in his bed, no shirt again. He was watching something on television, she couldn't tell what.
"Do you have a pillow I could use to sleep on your couch?" she asked.
"You don't want to go to sleep already do you?" he heard himself ask. "Come on in and watch Japanimation with me."
Harry patted the spot beside him in bed all the while his mind was screaming at him, asking him what he was doing. He saw Ginny fidget in the doorway and for a second he was afraid she wouldn't come.
Ginny sighed. Oh well, she thought, at least I'll get a good night's sleep.
Ginny came over and sat down on the bed before lying down. Harry automatically put his arm around her waist when she was beside him. The both smiled widely as they lay there.
It was around five o'clock when Japanimation when off. Ginny had fallen asleep somewhere through it and Harry had just managed to go to sleep when a pop woke him up.
"Harry what are you doing in bed, oh," came the surprised voice of Remus Lupin after he apparated into Harry's bedroom.
The sound of someone apparating caused Ginny to wake up. Looking at the bed, Remus could make out the figures of Harry and Ginny curled up together with the blankets pulled up to their chins.
"I'll just go in the other room while you get dressed," he said smirking.
"What?" Ginny said confused as she threw the covers off of her. By the look that flashed on his face, Remus didn't think that she and Harry were wearing anything under the covers. Seeing they were dressed made him calm down a bit.
"Uh, this isn't what it looks like," starting Ginny rapidly. It seems she was saying that a lot lately. "My outfit last night was enchanted. I couldn't change until I saw Harry. Honest. It was Hermione's and Fleur's fault, and I didn't want to go home looking like a scarlet woman and Harry said I could sleep here. Oh bloody hell, what time is it? I have to be at work by noon."
Ginny rushed past Remus on her way to look for a clock and to try to find something to wear to Hermione's.
"What do you want Remus?" Harry asked irritated as he pulled his glasses on.
"Well you were late to headquarters, and you have to be at the ministry in well," Remus said looking down at his watch as a smirk played across his face. "Ten minutes to leave on assignment. I was just wondering what was keeping you but I see it was just a lovely redhead. Prongs and Padfoot would be proud."
"It's not like that."
"Uh huh," Remus said in a teasing, disbelieving voice.
"You know what? I don't have to explain this," Harry said angrily getting up. "I'll be to work in a couple minutes."
Remus smirked and turned to walk out of the room when Ginny showed up back in the doorway. She had a very short black skirt on that you could barely see under Harry's shirt on her.
"Harry, don't you have any pants I can wear?" she asked. "It just looks like I've got a shirt on. I don't want to do to Hermione's like this.'
"Here," said Remus as he transfigured the skirt into slacks.
"Thank you professor," said Ginny as she rushed to leave the flat.
"That transfiguration will last for a while, won't it?" said a concerned Harry.
"Afraid of someone else seeing her in that little number?" teased Remus.
Harry growled as Remus left the flat laughing.
A/N: Thank you all again for the reviews. Only two more chapters after this. Again, this is not beta read. I will replace this chapter with the beta-read one later on. Many of you just asked for me to update ASAP. Thanks again and enjoy.
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"Would someone please take the blinding charm off me," Ginny said quite irritated.
She was truly a bit frightened about what was going on. Fleur and Hermione had taken her to a nice spa for part of the day and then had gone back to Bill and Fleur's home. Fleur had given Ginny an outfit (if you could even call it that) "just to try on" that she was currently wearing. It was a very low cut tank top with a black leather-type corset over it and a very short skirt that barely covered her backside while she was sitting.
She was sitting down somewhere in the house, while Fleur and Hermione were doing her makeup and putting her hair up in some strange shape or form. This had been going on for about an hour and the giggles emitting from her sister-in-laws made her think something was up.
"We just have a few more glamour spells," giggled Hermione. Ginny cringed a bit. Hermione never giggled unless humiliation was involved, usually Ron's, but he was nowhere around. This could not be a good sign.
"Oui, glamour spells," snickered Fleur.
"What are you two doing to my hair? I swear if you've transfigured it into anything you'll both be very sorry," Ginny growled out.
"No mon cher, this is all you."
Ginny felt Hermione and Fleur help her get up off the chair and lead her out of the room. A door opened and Ginny felt their grips leave her arms.
"Ready Gin?"
"Ready," she said determined and annoyed.
"Staien unz Harry," she heard Fleur giggle out.
"Finite," Hermione laughed.
Ginny's eyes cleared and she saw her sister-in-laws laughing right before the door shut to Fleur's home with Ginny outside.
"What was that spell Fleur?" Ginny yelled. "Bloody hell, I don't even know what I look like."
Ginny heard Hermione say something and a moment later the door became a mirror. Ginny was shocked. She didn't recognize herself. Her hair was done up in an elaborate bun with wisps of curls framing her face. Her makeup was done expertly. It would have looked nice, except with that outfit.
"You made me look like a scarlet woman," Ginny bellowed banging on the door. "Let me in know or else Bill and Ron will not recognize you when I'm done. Let me in! I need to take this stuff off and put on some real clothes."
"Oh no," came Hermione's voice.
"Oui, you must find 'Arry like zat," giggled Fleur.
"Oh no!," Ginny said stomping her foot. "I'll just go home and change."
"I'm afraid you can't do that Gin," Hermione chuckled. "I'm afraid that spell Fleur used insures you won't be able to change a single thing about your appearance until Harry sees you. I think you know the way to his flat."
Ginny was fuming. "Let me in right now before I blow this door wide open."
"Did you forget Gin, your wand's in here?" said Hermione innocently.
Ginny cursed in about ever language she knew before huffing and puffing down the steps. Fine she would go to Harry's flat, he'd see her, have a good laugh and then she'd go home and plot how to get those two conniving witches back.
The weather was warm outside although it was 11:30 at night, which was good because if it wasn't Ginny would be absolutely freezing. Harry lived in a complex just a few blocks from Fleur's and just down the road from Ron and Hermione's. Looking like she did, she was glad it wasn't too far. Way too many people, well men especially, were giving her odd looks.
Finally she got to Harry's door and knocked, and knocked, and knocked. Sighing she realized no one was home. She sat down by his door and waited. There was no way she was going out looking at taverns for him dressed like this.
Around 1 a.m. Harry finally came home. The sight of a very seductive and angry woman waiting by his door greeted him. He had no idea who it was, other than she got through his wards. That meant it was either a Weasley, another aurora or member of the Order. But he was sure he'd never seen her before.
"Can I help you?" he asked hesitantly.
"Merlin Harry, thank God you're finally home," the woman said.
"Yes," he said confused.
"You see me in this bloody outfit right?"
"Yes," he said even more confused.
"Good," she said and then pulled her hair out of a bun at the top of her face. As her hair fell down, a flash of recognition crossed Harry's eyes.
"Ginny?"
"Well who else in the bloody hell do you think it was?" she snapped. "Fleur and Hermione put me in this bloody outfit and did my hair and make up. Urg, can I come in and wash this stuff off my face?"
Harry nodded and fumbled with his keys nervously as Ginny continued to rant.
"Then they pushed me out the door and placed an enchantment on me so I couldn't change my clothes, hair or take off this make up until you saw me. My wand was left at Fleur's and I had to walk her dressed like this."
Harry got the door opened and thought to himself to thank Fleur and Hermione for letting him see Ginny like that. Though he wasn't happy that a few other men probably saw her dressed like that walking over here. It was times like this he wished the Ministry would let aurors have fireplaces in their apartments. She could have just flooed over. Of course, only he, Remus and Dumbledore could apparate in, per Ministry rules.
Ginny rushed past him and went to the bathroom to wash his face. Harry sighed as he watched her from the doorway to the bathroom as she scrubbed the makeup off face off. Harry handed her a soft cotton towel as she dried herself off. Ginny really looked beautiful without makeup on.
"Feel better?" he asked.
"A little," she said. "You don't happen to have some clothes around her I could wear do you?"
Harry looked down a bit, holding a smile in. "Why don't you just stay here tonight and then in the morning you can go over to Hermione's I'm sure she'll have something to fit you."
"If I don't transfigure her into a toad first," snapped Ginny.
A laugh erupted from Harry. Ginny looked up to see him in the doorway. The twinkle that had once danced in his eyes before the war was back a little.
"I don't have anything to wear other than this," Ginny said shyly.
"You can have one of my shirts," Harry said disappearing. A second later he was back with a long button up bluish shirt. "Here."
"Thanks," Ginny said blushing before she closed the door to the bathroom. Her cheeks warmed up as she sat down. She was going to sleep in Harry's shirt. She sniffed the fabric. Merlin, it even smelled like him. Get a hold of yourself Gin, she thought. Remember Harry is just a friend.
She's just a friend, just a friend Harry kept repeating to himself as he took off his clothes and prepared for bed. Still that little voice continued in his head.
Yes, just a friend who you haven't been able to stop thinking about since Thursday. Just a friend you've slept in the same bed with two nights in a row and couldn't help thinking about on Saturday. Why the hell did I throw her in bed anyway? I was just drunk and she needed to sleep in her own bed. Weasleys can be as stubborn as mules. I'm used to sleeping in rough places. I could have slept on the damn chair. She's just a friend. A friend, whom you just, searched every tavern for when you found out she wasn't home tonight, knowing that you leave on assignment first thing in the morning. Then you come home just to find her sitting on your doorstep.
Harry shook his head and climbed into bed. He turned the television on in his room and lay down. Japanimation was on. He liked watching it, even though it was suppose to be for kids.
"Harry?" Ginny said nervously as she came into the doorway.
Harry held his breath. Merlin she looked good wearing his shirt.
Ginny fidgeted with the hem of the shirt. A blush was again making an appearance on her face. She had seen Harry was lying in his bed, no shirt again. He was watching something on television, she couldn't tell what.
"Do you have a pillow I could use to sleep on your couch?" she asked.
"You don't want to go to sleep already do you?" he heard himself ask. "Come on in and watch Japanimation with me."
Harry patted the spot beside him in bed all the while his mind was screaming at him, asking him what he was doing. He saw Ginny fidget in the doorway and for a second he was afraid she wouldn't come.
Ginny sighed. Oh well, she thought, at least I'll get a good night's sleep.
Ginny came over and sat down on the bed before lying down. Harry automatically put his arm around her waist when she was beside him. The both smiled widely as they lay there.
It was around five o'clock when Japanimation when off. Ginny had fallen asleep somewhere through it and Harry had just managed to go to sleep when a pop woke him up.
"Harry what are you doing in bed, oh," came the surprised voice of Remus Lupin after he apparated into Harry's bedroom.
The sound of someone apparating caused Ginny to wake up. Looking at the bed, Remus could make out the figures of Harry and Ginny curled up together with the blankets pulled up to their chins.
"I'll just go in the other room while you get dressed," he said smirking.
"What?" Ginny said confused as she threw the covers off of her. By the look that flashed on his face, Remus didn't think that she and Harry were wearing anything under the covers. Seeing they were dressed made him calm down a bit.
"Uh, this isn't what it looks like," starting Ginny rapidly. It seems she was saying that a lot lately. "My outfit last night was enchanted. I couldn't change until I saw Harry. Honest. It was Hermione's and Fleur's fault, and I didn't want to go home looking like a scarlet woman and Harry said I could sleep here. Oh bloody hell, what time is it? I have to be at work by noon."
Ginny rushed past Remus on her way to look for a clock and to try to find something to wear to Hermione's.
"What do you want Remus?" Harry asked irritated as he pulled his glasses on.
"Well you were late to headquarters, and you have to be at the ministry in well," Remus said looking down at his watch as a smirk played across his face. "Ten minutes to leave on assignment. I was just wondering what was keeping you but I see it was just a lovely redhead. Prongs and Padfoot would be proud."
"It's not like that."
"Uh huh," Remus said in a teasing, disbelieving voice.
"You know what? I don't have to explain this," Harry said angrily getting up. "I'll be to work in a couple minutes."
Remus smirked and turned to walk out of the room when Ginny showed up back in the doorway. She had a very short black skirt on that you could barely see under Harry's shirt on her.
"Harry, don't you have any pants I can wear?" she asked. "It just looks like I've got a shirt on. I don't want to do to Hermione's like this.'
"Here," said Remus as he transfigured the skirt into slacks.
"Thank you professor," said Ginny as she rushed to leave the flat.
"That transfiguration will last for a while, won't it?" said a concerned Harry.
"Afraid of someone else seeing her in that little number?" teased Remus.
Harry growled as Remus left the flat laughing.