If this chapter is moody, learn to get on with it!
Author: Baby E
Disclaimer: J.K Rowling owns it all OK?
Title: Fantasy
Chapter: 2
Virginia Weasley was the 7th Weasley off spring to grace the Earth with their presence, and being the only girl (apart from her mother) felt rather lonely, left out and often scared. Sure Ron looked out for her, annoying as it was, but that wasn't the same. Can you imagine having someone follow you around all the time, claiming to look after you, when all they really do is stop you from having a life?
This is how Virginia (or so called by her family – Ginny) felt all of her former years: over shadowed, abandoned and disregarded. Sure the Weasley home was a loving and enjoyable environment – to all those whose names where not Virginia Weasley. Therefore, help her did it not.
All of her life Virginia strived hard to live up to the expectations of many Weasley's before her time. Always being courteous, dutiful and expectant. Always putting up with the annoying brother peering over her shoulder, involving himself into her conversations, and generally disturbing her life.
No wonder Virginia needed a suitable release…something that could help her. Finding nothing, made Virginia's head spin with undesirable thoughts and painful memories. Remembering the past can sometimes be more painful than finding the future…
~*~*~*~*~*~*Flashback~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The sound of a charging elephant could be heard throughout the whole of The Burrow, echoing off the rickety walls and being absorbed by the main, central room…the kitchen.
"Ginny, if that's you, you'd best stop right now!" the harsh, commanding voice of Mrs. Weasley rung through the house and up the stairs, causing 'interfering brother' to enter the scene, holding a goblet full of steaming potion.
"Oi!" he called, his free lanky arm flailing around, catching Virginia on the side of the head, "you could have split this. Then I'd be for it,"
"Not my problem," Virginia implied, raising her eyebrows and beginning to walk off.
"Wait," called her brother, putting the goblet down and walking towards her, "are you alright, Gin?"
"Hunky dorey, thanks. You went to all that trouble just to ask me that?" she asked.
"No trouble at all," Ron replied, missing the sarcasm, like Harry in an invisibility cloak.
"Ronald, I'm fine. Now leave me alone,"
"Ronald?" Ron exclaimed
"I think we should be referred to by the names we were given when born,"
"What…so I should start calling you Virginia! Ha, get real, Gin! You hate that name! Ginny's a sweet name, that really suits your little baby look."
"I would like it extremely if you would refer to me as that, Ronald."
Ron was dumbstruck, Virginia took this as her chance and waltzed off, laughing to herself how easy it was to confuse an unsuspecting brother.
"Ginny!" Her mother called up the stairs, Virginia side tracked herself and went into the bathroom.
"Ginny?!"
No longer do I answer to that name.
"Ginny!"
ha. She can call all she wants.
"Ginny!"
Shut up"Ginny!"
SHUT UP!"GINNY!"
"Listen mum, it's Virginia now! OK?"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~End of flashback~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
At night's Virginia often wondered what it would have been like if she'd stayed at the Burrow. No one had tried to make her come back. It was obvious they didn't want her anymore. But nonetheless, still she wondered what life would be like if she still lived at the Burrow, if she hadn't have done what she did. Would the other two still be rotting away in the Azkaban cell because of her? Only fate knew.
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