I was sleeping peacefully when the words to "Girls just wanna have fun," blasted through my sleep driven mind. I groaned, knowing who was playing that music. Sleepily, I got out of bed, knowing I couldn't go back to sleep.

Who am I you ask? None other then Virginia Ann Weasley. The youngest and only girl that my parents had. I look different from my brothers though.

I was the only one to inherit my grandmothers deep auburn hair and the only one to have hazel instead of dark brown eyes. I got my brothers build, seeing how I'm 5'7", but that's really the only thing. Well, that and the Weasley freckles. But, my freckles are only small patches on my cheeks.

We all graduated from Hogwarts and I got top honors, seeing how I got perfect grades and was advanced to 7th year when I was supposed to be in my 6th. Right now though, I work as a photographer for Witch Weekly and the Daily Prophet. (AN: If it's wrong, sorriez!)

I got into the shower connected into my master bedroom and got in, glad that the music was drowned out by the sound of the rushing water.

Once I was done showering, I quickly did my hair and went to my closet. After picking out green dress robes, I put them on and did my make-up, ready to leave for work. I was about to apparate to the Witch Weekly, when I looked at the clock. I groaned, seeing that it was only 7:00. I still had half an hour.

Grumpily, I walked out of the room and went down the stairs to the kitchen, where someone was dancing around while cooking pancakes. Their voice was singing right along to "Can't get you outta my head."

That's my roommate Danielle. She had an ad for a roommate and I just happened to be the perfect person. We've been living together for 2 years now. We're the best of friends. Danielle works as a writer and has written some best sellers in the muggle and wizarding world. She also does some acting in the muggle world and modeling in the wizard world.

Danielle inherited most of her father's looks, which you can tell by looking at the two. She inherited his height, standing at 5'9" and his skin, a nice honey cream color with a few freckles. But, she got her eyes from both parents, them being a blue-gray color.

I walked over to the main stereo and turned the music down, causing Danielle to frown.

"That's rude, you know," she said, flipping the pancake on the stove.

"It's rude to wake people from their sleep too," I said, going to the coffee pot. As usual, it was empty. "Why can't you just make me some coffee?"

"Because it's bad for you. Herbal tea is much better for you system."

"And what are you? My bloody mother?" I asked, putting the coffee on.

"Thankfully not. I don't think I could handle your brothers and you!"

"What's wrong with us?"

"Everything," she said, blasting "Just a girl."

"Turn that crap down!" I screamed at her, but she ignored me. Putting batter into the pan, she began to dance and sing.

"'Cause I'm just a girl, oh, little ol' me
Well, don't let me out of your sight
Oh, I'm just a girl, all pretty and petite
So don't let me have any rights
Oh ... I've had it up to here!" She kept flipping pancakes and ignoring me trying to get her to turn it down.

"'Cause I'm just a girl, I'd rather not be
'Cause they won't let me drive late at night
Oh, I'm just a girl, guess I'm some kind of freak
'Cause they all sit and stare with their eyes
Oh, I'm just a girl, take a good look at me.
Just your typical prototype." I couldn't take it anymore. I went behind the stereo looking for the plug.

"'What I've succumbed to is making me numb
Oh, I'm just a girl, my apologies
What I've become is so burdensome— Hey!" I grinned and showed her the plug.

"Maybe now we can finally have a quiet, peaceful, breakfast." Then, I went back to the coffee pot and poured myself a cup, watching as Danielle rolled her eyes.

"You're just killing yourself faster," she said, putting her pancakes in front of her and adding syrup.

"Less time to worry about work."

"You need a serious pick up. You shouldn't think so negative."

"Whatever," I said. I looked and saw that it was 7:30. "Look, I gotta go. Another photo shoot at WW. Later." And with that, I apperated to Witch Weekly.

********************** At Witch Weekly************************

"Turn to the side," I said, snapping a photo. "Good. Now tilt your head some. Good."

Right now, I was taking photo's for WW's 100 hottest wizarding men. Right now, I was at #44, William Roberts, a Bulgarian chaser who many a girl thought of as a sex god. But, sadly, he could hardly speak English.

William is kinda cute, I thought snapping a photo of his black hair and hazel eyes. He was smiling, which caused cute dimples to show in his pale face. But, then again, he isn't really my type.

As he was leaving since the photo shoot was over, I told him to send in the next person. To my surprise, I looked up from reloading my camera to see Ron.

"Ron?" I asked. "What are you doing here?"
He smiled, showing his perfect smile. If there was a good feature about him, it was his smile. Ron's on of my many brothers. He was the youngest boy and the closest to me. We got along pretty well, but during school, we drifted apart. But, we're still kinda close.

Ron looks more like my father with a shocking mane of red hair. He, of course, inherited the Weasley freckles, but his was scattered over his face and body, covering it all over. His smile and temper though, were the things people remembered him for. Because as beautiful as his smile is, his tempers just as worse.

But, Ron didn't have to worry in the dating department. His steady girlfriend since his 7th year, Lavender Brown, wasn't giving up on him soon. They've been dating too long and Lavender confessed that she'd never want to leave him.

"Haven't you heard?" he asked. "I'm #43 of the most irresistible men in the wizarding world."

I laughed and we proceeded to take his photos.

*************** Hours Later ***********

I was still stuck at WW! Luckily, I was at #2! The last few since Ron had tired me out and all I really wanted to do was go home and sleep, but I still had to take some pictures for the Prophet. I sighed as the door opened once again, admitting #2. I was shocked at who it was.

"Harry?" I asked, shocked. The man in person just smiled.

Harry was a childhood friend. He was my first crush, The Boy Who Lived, and my brothers best friend. It makes sense why he's here, I thought. There was a reason why I had a crush on him! Harry is widely known for his handsome jade eyes and messy jet black hair. His pale skin and glasses only helped his look and the fact that he was famous was just a bonus.

Harry and I were like Ron, we're friends, but not that close. After school and everything, we had become closer, but not as close as we had been. Harry, though, is still single despite his looks.

"Guess I'm better looking then I thought," he said, grinning.

"I could've told you that," I said, laughing. "Let's get this over with."

It didn't take long to take the pictures, seeing how he was used to the process. Though, when he was done, he wanted to stay.

"Wanna see my competition," he said, winking. I just laughed as the door opened. In walked none other then-

"Malfoy?" Harry asked, shocked. Draco Malfoy just smirked at Harry, not saying a word.

Draco was an enemy of Harry's and Ron's since Hogwarts. They always argued and could never get along. Even though he did a lot of things in the war to help defeat Voldermort, they still never moved past all their childish games. After the war, the whole Weasley/ Malfoy hate was over, but Ron still hated him and was really the only one to keep it up. But, Draco had never bothered me, so I didn't care.

I can see why he's number 1, I thought as Draco pulled off his bathrobe to reveal that he was wearing swimming trunks and had a VERY nice six-pack. (AN: YUM!!) His blonde hair was loose and framing his face, his gray/ silver eyes making him look even better. He just smirked at Harry and fixed his face so it was emotion-less for his pictures. Harry just stood near me, looking annoyed that Malfoy was number 1.

I was snapping away, when my cell phone went off. I hit the speaker and said.

"Hello. Ginny Weasley speaking."

"Hey Ginger!" I could tell it was Danielle by her voice. "Do you know where the peanut butter is?"

"No, Danielle. Why are you calling me for that?"

"Well, my new editor is coming I thought I'd make sandwiches and tea. But, of course I can't find anything when I need it."

"Well look some more. I'm busy."

"All you do is take pictures! You're not busy!" Then, I heard a doorbell in the background. "That's him! Gotta go!" And with that, she hung up. Sighing, I hung up.

"Girlfriend?" Draco asked while I was taking a picture of him flexing.

"No," I said, rolling my eyes. "Crazy roommate. She's extremely mad. Why? You thought I was gay?"

"Of course not. I figured you were screwing Potter, but we know he's more of a same sex guy."

"Fuck you Malfoy," Harry said, speaking for the second time since Draco had entered.

"Rather not Potter." I just rolled my eyes at the two. As I expected, their argument went on until Draco was walking out the door, and Harry was right behind him.

I just shook my head and packed up my equipment.

******************* That Night ******************

Exhausted, I apperated into my flat. "Get the party started", was blasting. I was walking up the stairs, tired when Danielle slid out of the bathroom, like pink did in the video. She did it wrong though, seeing as when she tried to stop, she fell flat on her bum. Shaking my head once again, I walked towards my door. I stopped, though, when someone grabbed my arm.

I turned to see Danielle, grinning at me. I sighed, knowing that whatever she wanted was going to be EXCRUATING!

"Party," Danielle said, smiling at me. I groaned, feeling even more exhausted. It was a ritual, every Friday, they drag me out to a different club and force me to dance. Then, we all get EXTREEMELY drunk and have horrible hangovers.

"Dress," she said, pushing me in my room and slamming the door shut behind her. I sighed, knowing there was no use in arguing with her.

*********************** Hours Later ***********************

I walked out of my room, closing the door. I had chosen to wear my emerald halter and my green snake skin skirt. I had matching snake skin boots and my emerald earrings. I walked to the living room, "Hey ma," blasting, and looked in to see 3 more people.

First, there was Veronica. Veronica is a mutual friend of ours. She worked at Witch Weekly until she told the boss off for flirting with her. She works at the Ministry now. I met Veronica at work, but she's been Danielle since they were 9, when they met at a party.

Veronica looks like a party girl. Her skin was pale and she had flowing black hair. Her purple eyes were looking around, looking bored and her petite frame that stood at 5'5" was slouched in a chair. That's why they've been friends so long. Her and Danielle are both crazy.

Veronica was obviously dressed up to go to the club. She had on a lavender shirt and a black leather skirt that was extremely tight. Her lavender boots were now resting on the coffee table and she was wearing hoops in all 3 of her ear piercing.

Another person in the room was Zakiyyah, or Kia for short. I had met Kia through Danielle and we've been friends since. Kia had met Veronica and Danielle at school and they've been close since. But, even though Kia's not crazy doesn't mean anything. She fits in with those two because she's extremely BLUNT and VERY nasty!

Zakiyyah doesn't look like she's nasty though. Her tan skin and long black hair make her look exotic and foreign, but not freaky. (AN: Nasty freaky). Her blue green eyes made people want to stare at them and her 5'7" frame made her look intimidating. But, like they say, you can't judge a book by its cover. And you REALLY can't judge this book.

Zakiyyah, as usual, looked like she was made for the dance floor. She was wearing a black halter that was EXTREEMELY tight and had on black leather hot pants. She had octagons in both of her ear piercing and black stiletto boots.

Then, there was the only male in the room. That would be Oliver Wood. Oliver is a friend from school. He's about 5 years older then me. But, that didn't stop Zakiyyah from seducing him. They're dating now. Can't say I blame her.

Oliver had changed over the years. He got more muscled and had a very tight stomach. (AN: Like L.L. Cool J!! * sighs *) He had sexy light blue eyes and the most gorgeous jet black hair. He wasn't tall though, standing at 5'8", but Zakiyyah said that she didn't care. Guess he doesn't either.

Oliver hadn't really dressed up for the occasion. He was wearing black pants and a tight black muscle tee so he would match Zakiyyah. He had put his stud in his ear, which I know Kia made him do. She thought it was sexy and so did other men. So, he stopped wearing it. He had, of course, wore his black dragon hide books.

Then, there was Danielle. She had chosen a royal blue butterfly halter. It showed off her stomach the way she intended it to. She put on her leather pants and her calf high boots. She had put hoops in all her of piercing, which went all over her ear. (AN: From the bottom to the top. I saw someone with their ear like that) She also had a chair connecting the top to the bottom.

"She's here," Veronica announced once I stepped in the doorway. "Can we go now?"

"Yes," Oliver said. "But we're taking Kia's car. You guys trashed mines last time."

"And I swear," Kia said as we walked to the door. "If you even THINK about doing anything to my car, you won't have to worry about Voldermort coming back!" We all rolled our eyes at the old threat and got into the car.

************************* Boring car ride later *********************

We looked at the packed line for the club and groaned.

"Line's too long," Oliver said.

"Let me handle this," Danielle said, walking up to the bouncer. (AN: Is that right?!?!) After about 3 minutes, she waved for us to come on and he opened the door for us. Just as I walked past, I saw her slip a piece of paper into his pocket. I shook my head, knowing that she flirted with him to get us in.

In the club "Humble Mumble" by Outkast was playing. Veronica and Danielle took one look at each other and started singing along with the music.

"'I'm so cold. I'm tryin' to hold ya. Life is like a great big roller coaster. Everything in life don't happen like it's suppose to. Trials and tribulations make you stronger live longer. You wanna reach the nation nigga start from ya corner. Everything in life don't always happen like you plan it. Demand it.'"

"'Too Democratic, Republic fuck it. We chicken nugget, we dip in the sauce like mop and bucket. Blue-collar scholars, who'll take your dollar and wipe my ass wit it. You livin for the lotto never hit it. I met a critic, I made her shit her drawers. She said she thought hip-hop was only guns and alcohol. I said, "Oh hell naw!" But yet it's that too. You can't discrimi-hate cause you done read a book or two. What if I looked at you in a microscope, saw all the dirty organisms living in your closet would I stop and would I pause it?'"

"'I'm wild just like a rock, a stone, a tree. And I'm free, just like the wind the breeze that blows. And I flow, just like a brook, a stream, the rain. And I fly, just like a bird up in the sky. And I'll surely die, just like a flower plucked. And dragged away and thrown away. And then 1 day it turns to clay It blows away, it finds a ray, it finds its way. And there it lays until the rain and sun.'"

"Will you two shut up?" Kia asked as we sat at a table.

"Nope," they said at the same time and started laughing for no reason. Then, they went to the dance floor and started looking for guys.

"I think I should go with them," Kia said standing, but Oliver pushed her back in her seat.

"Stay," he said. "I'm not letting you out of my sight dressed like that."

"Like what?!?!"

"Like a hooker!" I sighed and went to the bar, knowing what would happen next. Like always, they would fight and say they're broken up and be found 3 minutes later making out. It was really annoying being around them when they did that. So, I ordered a whiskey and watched as Danielle and Veronica were dancing with some guys to "Heaven". I just watched as the seduced the helpless guys. Knowing those two, those guys wouldn't last long.

That's what happened every now and then. Danielle and Veronica would pick one guy and spend a night with them. They hardly saw each other after that. It has something top do with Danielle's past, but she won't tell me. Veronica, though, is a natural flirt, so it's usual for her to do things like that.

I was just enjoying myself when I felt a hand around my waist.

"Hey baby," I heard an oily voice say. I looked to see a guy nest to me. He had sandy brown hair that was gelled back and black eyes. I could smell from his breath that he was VERY drunk. I pushed his arm off me and said, "Not interested."

He was about to argue when Danielle said, "The lady's not interested. Now, if you don't mind, you're in my way." And with that, she pushed him away from me. It looked like a fight was going to start, when the bouncer dragged the guy away.

"Martini, dry, stirred, not shaken, and I want an onion, not an olive," Danielle told the bartender. He rushed to get her drink and when he came back, he had more then one drink.

"Here's your martini," he said, handing it to Danielle. "And here's your Bloody Mary." I looked next to Danielle to see………………………….

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