Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters found in the Harry Potter series, including Harry Potter himself, Ginny and Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, etc . They belong to the lovely J.K. Rowling.
"Sam! I need your help!" yelled Ginny Weasley, dashing through the girl's dorms trying to pull her flaming red hair back in a ponytail while locating her misplaced shoes.
"I'm coming, I'm coming," said Samantha Reilly, calming walking back into the room, with her black hair in a perfect braid and her serene smile known to calm even the worst of Ginny's frets. Reaching under her bed she pulled one shoe and reaching behind a dresser pulled out another shoe. "I think these belong to you, as does this," said Sam, her brown eyes twinkling as she handed over the "missing" shoes and a "long lost" book bag.
Sheepishly grinning, Ginny took the shoes and bag and proceeded to attempt to put her school books into the bag while putting on her shoes.
Sam just shook her head as she sat down on her made bed and placed her bag next to her. She gently chided, "Ginny, are you sure you don't want me to pack for you at night? I really wouldn't mind. You know how you always forget things. "
"It's fine. See. There, I'm almost done. You know Sam, you are too sweet for your own good. Not only are you one of the prettiest and smartest girls in the Sixth Year, your so damn nice that no one can get mad at you, even a klutz like me."
Shaking her head, the said girl just sighed and continued to watch her best friend get ready for breakfast. Since her first day at Hogwarts six years ago, Ginny had kept saying the same thing to her, even when she had been short, fat, and an Asian-American to boot. Having moved to England only a two months before her first year, Sam did have a friend in the world, but still petite red-head, blue-eyed girl had instantly welcomed her into her life. She didn't know what she would have done without Ginny and she knew that Ginny felt the same way, especially since the opening of the Chamber of Secrets. Though things had returned to normal, as normal as things could get, Ginny still woke up at night with nightmares about her ordeal and Sam was the only one she was willing to come talk to. Sometimes Sam wished others would get to know Ginny for herself. Ginny was such a sweet, smart person, but everyone saw her as the Weasleys' younger sister. Except for Seamus that is....
"Earth to Sam, earth to Sam! I'm ready. Let's go get breakfast", said Ginny, already heading out the door.
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