(A/N: This is my first fan fic, so please no flames! Thanks!:))

Ginny sat on the edge of her bed, humming softly to herself and swinging her legs back and forth. The new school term would start in a few days and Ginny was going to be starting her fourth year at Hogwarts. She wasn't overly ecstatic about school starting but she wasn't too depressed either. This was mainly because he would be there. He, as in Harry. Ginny'd idolized Harry ever since her first year when he'd saved her life. No one knew just how much she liked him except for Ginny. "Ginny dear! Come along now! We have to leave for Diagon Alley!" Mrs. Weasley called up the stairs. Sighing, Ginny pulled on her shoes and headed downstairs to find Ron, the twins and a very irritated Mrs. Weasley. "We're late!" said Mrs. Weasley, checking her watch for the upteenth time. "Are going by Floo powder then?" asked Fred. "Of course we are!" snapped Mrs. Weasley. "Alright, alright don't have a cow!" retorted Fred, but he was drowned out by Percy. "Could you all keep it down?" Percy cleared his throat importantly. "I'm working on a very important assignment." "Ooh, what's it for Percy? A flesh eating slug repellant exhibition?" joked George. Percy scowled and stomped back up the stairs amid gales of laughter. " Enough bickering boys!" said Mrs. Weasley before hastily giving Ron some floo powder and shoving him towards the fire grate. "Diagon Alley!" Ron shouted and then he was gone. Fred and George took their turns and then it was Ginny's turn. She stepped into the grate and threw the powder down, turning the flames a brilliant green. Then she was speeding through space landing with a thud in the crowded street. Everywhere, Hogwarts students were milling around, buying school supplies and calling to friends they hadn't seen since last term. Suddenly her mother was beside her. " Had to apparate." Said Mrs. Weasley matter of factly when Ginny looked at her quizzically. Ginny didn't ask why because she didn't think her mother was in a good mood at the time. "Fred, George, Ron! Where are you?" shouted Mrs. Weasley. " Over here mum!" Ron called back. Mrs. Weasley and Ginny made their way over to Fred, George and Ron. Ron was talking to none other than Harry Potter. Harry grinned and waved when he saw Mrs. Weasley and Ginny. Ginny felt her face go red immediately, so she looked at her feet. "Hi Ginny!" it was Hermione. " Hey Hermione." said Ginny looking up at her. "How was your summer?" asked Hermione cheerily. "Great." said Ginny dispiritedly. " Is anything wrong Ginny?" asked Hermione, her face wrinkling in concern. "No." muttered Ginny, studying her shoes again. "Oh. Alright." said Hermione before turning around when she heard her name. "Hermione! Harry! Ron!" said a gruff voice behind them. They all looked up to see Hagrid looming before them. " Hullo, Harry, Weasleys, Hermione." said Hagrid, tipping his hat to them. "Well, we need to go to Flourish and Blotts to buy spellbooks. Would you fancy coming Hagrid?" " As a matter o' fact, I just 'bout to go in there m'self." Hagrid responded lightly. Hagrid, the four Weasleys, Hermione and Harry entered the shop. After ordering their books, they began examining the other books available. "Ginny, is that you?" asked an uncertain voice behind her. " Yes, its me." she answered, spinning around to see whom it was. It was none other than Colin Creevey. " Oh. Hi Colin." said Ginny gloomily before turning back to the display she'd been looking at. " Wait, Ginny," Colin stuttered. " Yes?" she said, wheeling around for the second time. " Uh, uh, never mind." He stammered before dashing from the store. Ginny stared after him, bewildered. She shrugged and turned back to the display. " Ginny dear, come along!" shouted Mrs. Weasley through the crowded bookstore. " Coming mum!" Ginny shouted back. As she was leaving, someone brushed her shoulder. Ginny glanced up to see who it was but quickly looked down again upon recognition. " Sor...Oh, look who it is! A Weasley!" said Malfoy wickedly. " A stupid, poor, slimy, insignifi..." Malfoy was cut short. A fist came out of nowhere. It belonged to Harry Potter. "H-H-Harry!" stammered Ginny, awestruck. Harry glanced at Malfoy's retreating back, his hands cupped over his face. "Serves him right." Harry said grimly. " So, um, thanks." said Ginny, painfully aware of her now brilliantly red cheeks. Harry didn't seem to notice, though, because he had turned away and had started walking towards the door. Ginny followed him, her ears still slightly pink. Finally they reached the doorway and entered the crowded street. " Harry, Ginny! Where were you?" asked Hermione," We were worried!" " Correction," interrupted Fred, " You were worried." Hermione brushed him off impatiently. " So, what happened?" she asked, her voice anxious. " Um..." said Ginny uncertainly, but Harry broke in. " I just gave Malfoy a taste of his own medicine, is all." " Malfoy?" asked Fred, George, Ron and Hermione incredeously. " Yeah, I bumped into him in the bookstore." added Ginny, hoping fervently that her cheeks weren't still pink. " And?" said Hermione at once. " He called me a few, uh, names." said Ginny. Instantly Fred started yelling. " That slimy git! Where is he?" " Fred, Fred calm down!" shouted Hermione over him. Finally Mrs. Weasley was able to calm Fred down, and the Weasleys traveled back to the burrow.

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