Ginny brushed through her long red hair for about the hundredth time. Charlie was sitting on her bed, recounting yesterday's master plan, while watching her get ready for her dinner at the Manor.

"So he ended up being stuck in Diagon Alley for an extra 4 hours?"

"Yep! Those fan girls are CRAZY. They literally wanted a picture with him in every single shop. He was absolutely at their mercy. It was such a beautiful sight sis."

"Good. I'm just glad that he never figured out where the practice was and is still in the dark about everything."

"Yeah. And wanna know the best part?"

Ginny looked at her brother through the mirror on her vanity. He had a look of pure mischief on his face. It reminded her of the same look that Fred and George had

often donned at Hogwarts. She raised her eyebrows.

"What?"

"I told them that he often came to Diagon Alley on Thursday mornings. So-"

"They will be there every time I go to therapy!"

"Exactly!"

"Charlie!" Ginny jumped off her chair and bombarded her brother in a giant hug. She flattened him on her bed and squeezed him hard.

"GIN! You're….suffocating…"

"YOU ARE SO AMAZING! You are the best brother ever Charlie! I owe you big time! You just say the word and I'll do it!"

"How…about you get…OFF ME!"

"OH!"

Ginny rolled off of him and on to the side of her bed. Charlie gasped as the weight of his little sister was lifted off of him. Ginny whacked him on his abs.

"I'm not THAT heavy you jerk."

She giggled as Charlie held his ribs, pretending to kneel over in intense pain. Ginny turned to see the old clock that was sitting next to her bed. The hands were little broomsticks. Charlie had given to her on the Christmas after she had made the Gryffindor Quidditch team.

"Shit!"

Charlie bolted up right onto his elbows. "What?"

"I have to Apparate to the Alley in 30 minutes and I haven't figured out what dress I'm wearing yet!"

"…You still have thirty minutes to figure-"

"That's not a lot of time!"

She darted to her wardrobe and threw the doors open wide. On each door was a different dress draped over a hanger. She turned back to her brother, who was still on her bed.

"Will you tell me which one looks better? I can't decide. I know that I have to be fancy and whatnot since it's Narcissa fucking Malfoy, but I don't want to look like I thought to hard about it, ya know?"

Charlie snorted. "But you are thinking too hard about it."

"THAT'S NOT THE POINT!"

She grabbed the first dress off the hanger and retreated behind a changing curtain in the corner of her room. She quickly slipped the dress on over her head and Charlie could hear the noise of a zipper being done. She smoothed out the material with her hands and stepped out from behind the wall. The first dress was, Charlie had to admit, beautiful on her. It was a classic little black dress with gold buttons down the front and thick straps that criss crossed in the back. It hit right above her knee with a gentle pleat but was tighter around her chest and waste. Charlie stared at his little sister.

"Woah. I can't call you my 'little' sister now. Where did you get that dress?"

"Katie Bell gave it to me. I'm 'supposedly' going to be at her house tonight. She owed me a favor so she did it without question. Plus, Ron nor the twins know where she lives so there are no chances of them dropping in on her. So how do you rate this first one?"

"It's classic but it's kinda tight around your boobs. It does look stunning though. Eight out of ten."

"Okay. Now let me put on the other one."

She snatched the second dress and darted behind the changing wall again. She quickly wiggled her way out of the black dress and folded it over the top of the wall. She stepped into the second dress and pulled it up over her shoulders. She stepped out from behind the wall again and the look on Charlie's face told her everything. The second dress was olive green, which complimented her skin tone and hair color perfectly, and fit her as if it were made for her. The top half of it was skintight, all lace, and one shoulder styled with a long sleeve on her left arm, revealing one Quidditch toned and tantalizing shoulder. There was a black sash at her waist, which separated the top and bottom half. The bottom of the dress was the same olive green color, but the material wasn't lace. Instead, it was a soft cotton material that flowed out to her knees. The only thing racing through Charlie's mind was how grown up she looked. She looked like a mature 25 year old, not his 18 year old sister. Charlie sat all the way up on her bed.

"Gin, you're absolutely glowing."

She blushed hard. "Thanks Charlie. So this is the one, yeah?"

"Without a doubt. Did you get that from Katie as well?"

"Nope, I made this one. I…well…I thought that this could be the dress that I wore the night that Harry proposed…I don't know. I just, we talked about it happening and-"

"I get it, I get it. You don't have to talk about it sis. Point is, this dress is utterly gorgeous and I honestly can say that there is not a girl on this planet that is more beautiful than you tonight."

Ginny felt a tear well up in her eye and she quickly tried to fan it away before it messed up any of her makeup. Charlie got off her bed and walked over to her. He put his hands on her shoulders before tilting her chin up to look at him.

"Go tonight and be yourself, okay? Do that, and Narcissa will fall in love you just like Draco has. Seriously. You are an amazing girl and no one can take that away from you. You have nothing to worry about."

Ginny fell into her brother's chest and hugged him tight.

"Thank you so much Charlie, for everything."

"Of course. Now, go and have fun and tell me EVERYTHING as soon as you get back."

Ginny laughed. "You know I will."

"Good."

She took a step back from and smiled before twisting into thin air and Apparating to Diagon Alley.