The next day Ginny woke up and groaned to herself. Ugh , she was SO tired!
She slowly sat up and rubbed her eyes, yawning. She looked at the clock
next to her. She still had a half hour to get ready for the day. Pushing
the curtains aside, she hopped out of her bed. Looking around her she
realized all of the other girls had already gotten up and left. She was
very thankful that Hermione hadn't woken her up, she needed her sleep.
Grabbing her clothes, she made her way down to the bathroom and took a shower. She quickly changed and looked at her reflection in the mirror. She had changed a lot over the summer. Instead of being a scrawny, little girl, she now had curves. Although, you couldn't tell with what she wore. Most of her clothes were baggy and you couldn't tell what was underneath. Her skin was tan and looked wonderful with her red wavy hair. Plus she had big, chocolate brown eyes that could rival a puppies eyes. She had potential to be beautiful but never took the opportunity. Looking into the mirror, she had an enormous willing to change how she looked, to make her stand out.
So, she did just that. She ran back to the room with her towel wrapped tightly around her. She looked through her clothes and found a cute pink shirt that ended right above where her pants started. It was snug and made her curves stand out. It was a V-neck and gave just a hint of the big bosom underneath. Next she pulled out a pair of low rise, hip huggers. Perfect.
She changed and ran back down to the bathroom. Looking in the mirror, she bit her lip wondering what she should do next. Her hair looked good, but she wanted it to look stunning. 'Hmmmm.. What to do, what to do. I got it!!' She pulled out her wand and said a simple spell that added gold streaks to her hair. 'Yes!'
Next she looked at her face and pulled out a make-up bag Hermione had given her last year for her birthday. She ruffled around inside until she found a glittery white eyeshadow and black eyeliner. She applied the shadow and carefully outlined her eyes with the liner. She pulled out mascera and "lengthened" her eyelashes. Her face was already very tan, so she didn't have to worry about blush. 'Lips!' She thought to herself. Once again she ruffled through the bag until she found a light pink lip gloss and applied that as well.
She looked at herself in the mirror. It was like looking at a stranger. Harry would definetly notice her now. Glancing at her watch she realized breakfast would be over in a matter of minutes! 'Shoot!' Since she had left dinner last night, thanks to Harry bloody Potter, she really hadn't had a chance to eat and now her stomach was reminding her of that.
She ran up to her room, through the make-up bag on her bed and grabbed her Hogwarts robes and books. As she ran down the stairs to the common room, she pulled on the robe. She ran all the way to the Great Hall and made quite an enterance. Every person looked up at her. Instead of turning back to what they were doing , they just looked at her like an alien had just ran in. Cauticously she walked over to the Gryffindor table and sat down next to Hermione.
"Ginny. I um. didn't wake you up because I thought you. uh. needed sleep. What did you do?" She whispered the last part into her ear. Ginny looked up and smiled as she looked around the table, almost every guy was looking at her like they had never seen her before and secretly, she loved it! She leaned forward and grabbed some toast.
"Thanks for not waking me up, 'Mione. I really did need my sleep. I just changed some things. about myself. What do you think?" Ginny said hoping it looked alright.
"Geez Gin, it looks great, but well what made you do it?" She said as she glanced nervously at Harry who was busy eating toast. upside down. "Gin, please say it's not because of him. please?"
"No! Of course not! I just needed a change. well, maybe part of it was for him. Why does it matter?" GInny asked hoping Harry liked it. 'maybe he'll ask me out again.. O please, please let him ask me out!!'
"Ginny," Hermione warned, "Don't even think that. Harry loves you like a sister. You know that. He's not going to ask you because all of the sudden you're beautiful!" With a huff Hermione rushed away running into a few people. 'Hmmm.. Wonder what that was about..'
This whole time, Ron had just sat there with his mouth hanging open. He finally noticed and shut it and then opened it again as if to say something. Frustrated he shut it again. It made him look like a fish and Ginny had to laugh. She couldn't hold it in any longer.
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Ron had finally gotten over the shock of his 'new' sister with a little help from Hermione. Harry had given her a blank stare and she couldn't make anything out of it. She was slightly frustrated at this, but she couldn't be for long. Every guy at the Gryffindor table had made some attempt to get closer to her and talk with her. She loved it!
She was now walking to her first class of the day and amazingly was happier than she could ever remember being. Wow, was that weird! All of the sixth year boys had decided to walk with her as if she might explode at any minute. Ron, being his protective self, had planted himself next to her side and wouldn't let any of the boys more than two feet close to her. If it was anyone else she would've laughed at the sight.
The finally reached the dungeons where Potions was taught. Not wanting to leave her side, all of the boys had tried to fit through the door with Ginny. Which resulted in a lot of "Hey! That's my foot you're stepping on!" Ginny just laughed and made her way over to a desk and plopped herself down. Immediately she was accompanied by the rest of the sixth years, all of which surrounded her were guys. 'Wow! Who knew what this would do to my self esteem!' She thought happily to herself as the slytherins walked through the door followed closely by Professor Snape. Everyone situated themselves in a desk surrounded by the people they would spend the rest of the year with.
Snape looked around the segregated classroom of Gryffindors and Slytherins, giving the gryffs a particularly menacing glare, which left a good deal of them shifting nervously in their seats.
"Now that you are back, I must remind you that the holiday is officialy over, and that I will tolerate no misbehaving from any of you." He paused to stare maliciously at the students before him. "Do to some events that took place last year," pausing to look meaningfully at Harry and Ron, while Ginny gave them a confused look that they shrugged off, "you will now have assigned seats that I have already chosen for you." He smirked as the Gryffindors let out quiet moans of displeasure. "Pick up your belongings and move to the perimeter of the room." Picking up the parchment with the seating chart on it, he swiftly strode over to the first empty desk.
Pointing to the desk, Snape said, "Blaise Zabini, you will sit here next to." he paused, ringing his face into a twisted glare, ". Next to Harry Potter." Putting extra emphasis on his last name.
Accidentally voicing their thoughts, Blaise and Harry both screeched, "WHAT!?" At the same moment. Snape's head flew to look both of them in the eye.
"Are you unhappy with this, Potter? Would you like to talk about this.. Oh lets say in . detention?" Snape replied totally ignoring the fact that Blaise had had the same response as Harry.
Cursing under his breath, Harry moved over to the desk and glanced around at Ron helplessly. With a low growl Blaise followed and seated herself next to Harry.
As Snape continued placing students in their new seats everyone realized the 'pattern' he was using. It was boy-girl, gryffindor-slytherin. Harry had been placed in the front and Ron in the back. Hermione and Ginny were still awaiting their name to be called. She looked around at the few who were standing. 'Hmm.' She thought to herself 'there's one extra person. Someone's going to have to sit by themselves. maybe it will be me!' She hoped to herself.
As if reading her mind, Snape said her name and pointed to a desk. 'Oh no, I'm all the way across the room from Harry, I won't even be able to see him!' She thought to herself. 'And Ron's all the way over there. Oh no.'
Her thoughts stopped when she heard who had been called to sit next to her.
"What you want me to sit next, next to that.. That. mudblood lover, Weasley? I don't think so. There is no way." Draco's voice floated across the room to her. 'No! Not him anyone but him! Please!' Draco Malfoy was a pure blooded wizard, just like herself, but hated all witches and wizards who weren't. He was, in her mind, a self concieted pig who could rot in hell for all she cared.
"I know Draco, and I apoligize for this horrid inconvinience, but as you know Dumbledoor has insisted she be moved up a year, even though not all of the teachers agreed to it." his voice trailed off leaving her with an icy glare. "She'll need help from the best of the class, which would be you, Draco."
Draco plastered a smirk on his face, as he looked over at the 'weasley girl' as he thought of her. 'Wow!' She looked way different than he had remembered her. She was curvaceous and lovely. 'Wait! What the hell was he thinking? She was a Weasley and an extreme muggle lover at that. Yuck!'
"Well hello, Weasel." He said in a careless drawl.
"Shut it, Ferret." She said just as effortlessly.
"My, my. Talking back what a change. And the look?" He said while fingering a curl near her face, making her want to throw up what she had eaten so recently. "What, still going after stinkin little Potter? I must admit, you'd think that a smart little girl like yourself wouldn't actually like a prat like that. But hey, whatever floats your boat." With that he turned and looked back towards Snape.
'This is gonna be a long, long, long year..' and her thoughts trailed off to what a twit Malfoy was and the boy sitting all the way across the room from her..
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Grabbing her clothes, she made her way down to the bathroom and took a shower. She quickly changed and looked at her reflection in the mirror. She had changed a lot over the summer. Instead of being a scrawny, little girl, she now had curves. Although, you couldn't tell with what she wore. Most of her clothes were baggy and you couldn't tell what was underneath. Her skin was tan and looked wonderful with her red wavy hair. Plus she had big, chocolate brown eyes that could rival a puppies eyes. She had potential to be beautiful but never took the opportunity. Looking into the mirror, she had an enormous willing to change how she looked, to make her stand out.
So, she did just that. She ran back to the room with her towel wrapped tightly around her. She looked through her clothes and found a cute pink shirt that ended right above where her pants started. It was snug and made her curves stand out. It was a V-neck and gave just a hint of the big bosom underneath. Next she pulled out a pair of low rise, hip huggers. Perfect.
She changed and ran back down to the bathroom. Looking in the mirror, she bit her lip wondering what she should do next. Her hair looked good, but she wanted it to look stunning. 'Hmmmm.. What to do, what to do. I got it!!' She pulled out her wand and said a simple spell that added gold streaks to her hair. 'Yes!'
Next she looked at her face and pulled out a make-up bag Hermione had given her last year for her birthday. She ruffled around inside until she found a glittery white eyeshadow and black eyeliner. She applied the shadow and carefully outlined her eyes with the liner. She pulled out mascera and "lengthened" her eyelashes. Her face was already very tan, so she didn't have to worry about blush. 'Lips!' She thought to herself. Once again she ruffled through the bag until she found a light pink lip gloss and applied that as well.
She looked at herself in the mirror. It was like looking at a stranger. Harry would definetly notice her now. Glancing at her watch she realized breakfast would be over in a matter of minutes! 'Shoot!' Since she had left dinner last night, thanks to Harry bloody Potter, she really hadn't had a chance to eat and now her stomach was reminding her of that.
She ran up to her room, through the make-up bag on her bed and grabbed her Hogwarts robes and books. As she ran down the stairs to the common room, she pulled on the robe. She ran all the way to the Great Hall and made quite an enterance. Every person looked up at her. Instead of turning back to what they were doing , they just looked at her like an alien had just ran in. Cauticously she walked over to the Gryffindor table and sat down next to Hermione.
"Ginny. I um. didn't wake you up because I thought you. uh. needed sleep. What did you do?" She whispered the last part into her ear. Ginny looked up and smiled as she looked around the table, almost every guy was looking at her like they had never seen her before and secretly, she loved it! She leaned forward and grabbed some toast.
"Thanks for not waking me up, 'Mione. I really did need my sleep. I just changed some things. about myself. What do you think?" Ginny said hoping it looked alright.
"Geez Gin, it looks great, but well what made you do it?" She said as she glanced nervously at Harry who was busy eating toast. upside down. "Gin, please say it's not because of him. please?"
"No! Of course not! I just needed a change. well, maybe part of it was for him. Why does it matter?" GInny asked hoping Harry liked it. 'maybe he'll ask me out again.. O please, please let him ask me out!!'
"Ginny," Hermione warned, "Don't even think that. Harry loves you like a sister. You know that. He's not going to ask you because all of the sudden you're beautiful!" With a huff Hermione rushed away running into a few people. 'Hmmm.. Wonder what that was about..'
This whole time, Ron had just sat there with his mouth hanging open. He finally noticed and shut it and then opened it again as if to say something. Frustrated he shut it again. It made him look like a fish and Ginny had to laugh. She couldn't hold it in any longer.
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Ron had finally gotten over the shock of his 'new' sister with a little help from Hermione. Harry had given her a blank stare and she couldn't make anything out of it. She was slightly frustrated at this, but she couldn't be for long. Every guy at the Gryffindor table had made some attempt to get closer to her and talk with her. She loved it!
She was now walking to her first class of the day and amazingly was happier than she could ever remember being. Wow, was that weird! All of the sixth year boys had decided to walk with her as if she might explode at any minute. Ron, being his protective self, had planted himself next to her side and wouldn't let any of the boys more than two feet close to her. If it was anyone else she would've laughed at the sight.
The finally reached the dungeons where Potions was taught. Not wanting to leave her side, all of the boys had tried to fit through the door with Ginny. Which resulted in a lot of "Hey! That's my foot you're stepping on!" Ginny just laughed and made her way over to a desk and plopped herself down. Immediately she was accompanied by the rest of the sixth years, all of which surrounded her were guys. 'Wow! Who knew what this would do to my self esteem!' She thought happily to herself as the slytherins walked through the door followed closely by Professor Snape. Everyone situated themselves in a desk surrounded by the people they would spend the rest of the year with.
Snape looked around the segregated classroom of Gryffindors and Slytherins, giving the gryffs a particularly menacing glare, which left a good deal of them shifting nervously in their seats.
"Now that you are back, I must remind you that the holiday is officialy over, and that I will tolerate no misbehaving from any of you." He paused to stare maliciously at the students before him. "Do to some events that took place last year," pausing to look meaningfully at Harry and Ron, while Ginny gave them a confused look that they shrugged off, "you will now have assigned seats that I have already chosen for you." He smirked as the Gryffindors let out quiet moans of displeasure. "Pick up your belongings and move to the perimeter of the room." Picking up the parchment with the seating chart on it, he swiftly strode over to the first empty desk.
Pointing to the desk, Snape said, "Blaise Zabini, you will sit here next to." he paused, ringing his face into a twisted glare, ". Next to Harry Potter." Putting extra emphasis on his last name.
Accidentally voicing their thoughts, Blaise and Harry both screeched, "WHAT!?" At the same moment. Snape's head flew to look both of them in the eye.
"Are you unhappy with this, Potter? Would you like to talk about this.. Oh lets say in . detention?" Snape replied totally ignoring the fact that Blaise had had the same response as Harry.
Cursing under his breath, Harry moved over to the desk and glanced around at Ron helplessly. With a low growl Blaise followed and seated herself next to Harry.
As Snape continued placing students in their new seats everyone realized the 'pattern' he was using. It was boy-girl, gryffindor-slytherin. Harry had been placed in the front and Ron in the back. Hermione and Ginny were still awaiting their name to be called. She looked around at the few who were standing. 'Hmm.' She thought to herself 'there's one extra person. Someone's going to have to sit by themselves. maybe it will be me!' She hoped to herself.
As if reading her mind, Snape said her name and pointed to a desk. 'Oh no, I'm all the way across the room from Harry, I won't even be able to see him!' She thought to herself. 'And Ron's all the way over there. Oh no.'
Her thoughts stopped when she heard who had been called to sit next to her.
"What you want me to sit next, next to that.. That. mudblood lover, Weasley? I don't think so. There is no way." Draco's voice floated across the room to her. 'No! Not him anyone but him! Please!' Draco Malfoy was a pure blooded wizard, just like herself, but hated all witches and wizards who weren't. He was, in her mind, a self concieted pig who could rot in hell for all she cared.
"I know Draco, and I apoligize for this horrid inconvinience, but as you know Dumbledoor has insisted she be moved up a year, even though not all of the teachers agreed to it." his voice trailed off leaving her with an icy glare. "She'll need help from the best of the class, which would be you, Draco."
Draco plastered a smirk on his face, as he looked over at the 'weasley girl' as he thought of her. 'Wow!' She looked way different than he had remembered her. She was curvaceous and lovely. 'Wait! What the hell was he thinking? She was a Weasley and an extreme muggle lover at that. Yuck!'
"Well hello, Weasel." He said in a careless drawl.
"Shut it, Ferret." She said just as effortlessly.
"My, my. Talking back what a change. And the look?" He said while fingering a curl near her face, making her want to throw up what she had eaten so recently. "What, still going after stinkin little Potter? I must admit, you'd think that a smart little girl like yourself wouldn't actually like a prat like that. But hey, whatever floats your boat." With that he turned and looked back towards Snape.
'This is gonna be a long, long, long year..' and her thoughts trailed off to what a twit Malfoy was and the boy sitting all the way across the room from her..
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