"Ginny!" Mrs Weasley's voice echoed up the staircase.
"Coming!" Ginny shouted back.
A minute later, Ginny appear through the kitchen door, where her mum was working loudly on breakfast.
"Yes, Mum?" Ginny said.
"In two days we're heading out to Diagon Alley. We just received all of your lists."
Ginny nodded, leaning over Percy who was sitting at the table reading the "Daily Prophet," and took a piece of bread and ran back upstairs to her room.
"Ron! Fred! George!" She heard her mum yelling from the kitchen, "Come eat before your breakfast gets cold!"
No answer.
Ginny entered her room that was decorated with thousand things: posters and newspaper parts. All her six brothers always treated her like an infant and laughed at her.
Yes, she was the youngest child, so what? She is eleven! And a week from now she will be going to her first year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Ginny sat on her bed and looked at the wall. A big Gryffindor flag was hung there. She hoped with all her heart to be chosen to the house that all her family have been in.
Although a little thought got into her mind, a thought that it might not be the right house for her.
She removed those thoughts and focused her mind on Harry Potter.
Harry Potter. Her brother's best friend that she fell in love with the first time she saw him. She asked Ron hundreds of times if he will come over this summer. Ron always answered that he does not know, that Harry is not answering his letters, and sometimes added a nasty statement about Ginny's feelings for Harry.
However, she DID love him. It was not just a stupid childhood little crush. She truly LOVED him.
Ginny looked again at the Gryffindor flag on the wall. She moved it and revealed the picture behind it. A photo of Harry that she cut out of the "Daily Prophet" after Harry defeated Professor Quirrell last year. She stared at his smile that was beaming with happiness and blushed with the thought that maybe one day he will smile at her the same way.
A loud noise from the garden woke her from her daydreaming.
She ignored it, closed the window and got back to her doing.
The rest of the morning, Ginny found herself looking at the list with excitement. She started packing, throwing into her trunk all kinds of things she thought she might find useful at her stay at Hogwarts.
About half an hour later, after she finished her quick packing, she went downstairs to the kitchen following her mum's voice. The yelling did not alarm her. She assumed that her mum was yelling at one of her brothers for yet another silly joke. She was not in the mood for getting shouted at as well, but she could hear her stomach rumbling and didn't fancy a cold scrambled egg.
While she was jumping the stairs two-two, she said, "Mum, what do we have for breakfa-"
And then she saw him.
He grew up a bit since the last time she saw him, and his hair got cut, which was incredibly cute.
"All right?" asked Harry Potter
Ginny's inert face swapped to a frightened look. Her eyes opened, and her mouth got tighter from stress. She backtracked without answering Harry and ran back upstairs, hearing Ron mocking her.
The next two days have passed at Ginny with hiding and sneaking. She spent most of the time in her room, reading, doodling, or getting herself ready for school. And occasionally, she went to the kitchen downstairs to get a snack. She tried to use a summon spell to get herself some food, but in vain.
She heard Harry in Ron's room, talking and laughing, and wanted to be there with him so badly, but she couldn't.
Once she accidentally entered his room which was right next to her while she was reading a newspaper without looking where she was going. The boys were there and didn't say a word. Ginny blushed so hard that she almost cried.
She couldn't wait for the year to begin, even though she was terrified.