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Disclaimer: I don't own anything. It all belongs to J.K. Rowling and any songs you might see don't belong to me either. I made up some things and people but that's it… I get no money from this so don't sue me!
Rated: R – for some things that will happen in later chapters but I don't give things away… so deal with it!
Author's Notes: Don't forget to review!
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Nothing Is What It Seems
Chapter Two: Metamorphosis
The sun shone bright through the silky white curtains of Ginny's summer bedroom and the early morning New York traffic was flooding the room with the sounds of cars, buses, and pedestrians. The tiny redhead rolled over, onto her left arm, in her fluffy white bed as the sunlight shining into her chocolate-brown eyes began to become a nuisance. The door of the bedroom swung open and a very young redheaded boy sleepily walked toward a sound asleep Ginny.
"Gin, get up!" he yelled into her ear. She shook slightly at the sudden noise and sat up, rubbing her drowsy eyes. "Hello, Adam," she said, slowly. The young boy smiled excitedly and threw his arms up, looking at Ginny expectantly. Ginny understood and bent down to pick him up.
Once he was on her bed he began to jump up and down. "Breakfast!" he yelled, giggling at the same time. Ginny laughed, "That's Aunt Hilary's job, little one." Adam continued to jump on the all white bed until it began to make Ginny dizzy. "Adam! Stop jumping," she ordered, irritated. He immediately stopped jumping, frowned, and sat down opposite of Ginny. "Why not?" he asked, grumpily. Ginny sighed. "Because I said so," she said.
"I misseded you," said Adam, scratching his bright red hair. "I missed you too," Ginny said. Adam giggled enthusiastically, completely forgetting that he had just been annoyed with her. "How old are you now, dear?" asked Ginny; the last time she had seen this part of her family had been nearly 2 years prior. Adam stuck up four fingers, "Three." Ginny laughed, "No, Adam. This is three." She put up three fingers which Adam looked a while at before looking to his own and putting up three. "Three," he said, happily.
Aunt Hilary appeared in the doorway and watched her youngest son, Adam, with her niece, Ginny. "Virginia, dear, Natalia called this morning while you were asleep. She wants you to be ready to go by noon," Hilary said. Ginny nodded in understanding. "What time is it?" she asked, curiously. "It's nearly ten. That should be plenty of time to get ready; I just figured you'd like to catch up on your sleep," she answered, turning to leave the room, "Come on, Adam. I'll fix you some breakfast. Virginia, come down for breakfast whenever you're ready." Adam jumped off the bed and followed his mother out of the bedroom.
Ginny jumped off the messy bed and began rummaging through her belongings. "I have nothing nice to wear," Ginny said to herself. She leaned back on the cool wall and sighed, "I don't want to go anymore." Ginny shut her eyes and let the coldness of the wall calm her. She was so calm she didn't notice all the time that had gone by. The coldness of the hard, white wall cleared Ginny's head and she didn't notice her cousin, Skylar, enter her bedroom.
"Gin?" she asked, nervously. Ginny opened her eyes, which were now slowly filling with salty tears. She wiped the tears away, "Yes, Sky?" Skylar looked around nervously but entered the room all the way and sat down on the fluffy bed. "Mom told me to tell you that you have about an hour before Natalia gets here," she said, looking around the room at Ginny's belongings. Ginny tried to hide a sigh; Skylar heard it but decided to say nothing. Even though she was young, 10 to be precise, she knew when and when not to ask certain questions. "You better start getting ready," said Skylar as she walked out of the guestroom.
Sighing, Ginny got up from the carpeted ground and walked toward her trunk once more. This time, however, she grabbed a gray knee length skirt and a knitted white jumper. She walked into the bathroom holding her clothes and threw them onto the cold tile floor. She took her nightclothes off and stood in front of the large mirror in her underwear looking at her pale skin. "Too bad I'm not gorgeous then perhaps I'd look excellent in any kind of clothing, even my ancient hand-me-downs," she said into the large, empty bathroom.
The door to the bathroom opened and Ginny walked out ready to go, although she still was not looking forward to it. She grabbed her hairbrush off the nightstand and ran it through her messy red hair once before putting it up in a messy ponytail. She grabbed her old worn out shoes from her trunk and hastily put them on. Standing up and walking out of the door, she stopped in front of the mirror before she was fully out of the bedroom. She looked at herself in utter disgust before turning away and walking toward the spacious, luxurious living room.
Barely a moment after Ginny had collapsed into the comfortable black leather couch the sound of the doorbell rang throughout the room. She waited a second before getting up to answer the door. She slowly put her hand on the handle, let out a breath of air, and opened it to find herself face to face with Natalia and two other girls. "Hola, chica!" said Natalia, happily, walking into the living room. The two girls who had been waiting behind Natalia had followed her into the living room. The three girls sat down on the couch while Ginny sat in one of the chairs that perfectly matched the couch.
"This chica right here is Kelly," said Natalia, pointing to a short blonde girl. "Hello," said Kelly, extremely cheerfully. Kelly smiled and Ginny smiled back shyly; she definitely liked Kelly already. "And that slut over there is Valencia," Natalia said, pointing to a somewhat tall dark brown haired girl who smirked at Ginny. "Where are we going to go?" asked Ginny, a bit nervously. "Oh, we're gonna go pick up Fay and then chill around the city," said Natalia. "Maybe do a little shopping," she added, eying Ginny's clothes.
Ginny felt a bit self-conscious while comparing her own tattered old clothes to their brand new fashionable clothes. Natalia was wearing a knee-length black skirt outlined in hot pink with white polka dots all over the black, a hot pink halter-top, and all black Converse with hot pink shoelaces. Kelly was wearing low-cut light denim capri's, a black and white striped long sleeved sweater, and white Adidas with black stripes and black shoelaces. Valencia was in a short white and gray striped skirt with a red tank top and white Adidas with gray stripes and red shoelaces.
They left the house right after Ginny told Aunt Hilary that they were leaving. They walked down the front stairs of the house; Ginny looked around the city. She was shaking with utter excitement; she could hear the sounds of traffic flooding her ears. That was the only sound she heard until she heard Natalia and Kelly humming some song she had never heard before. She turned to look at them out of curiosity but they were too busy with staying in tune with each other. Valencia walked faster to catch up with Ginny. "You'll have to excuse them. They never stop singing. It can get a little annoying sometimes, but at least they sing good," she said, laughing a bit afterward.
They walked down the crowded sidewalk toward Fay's apartment. Natalia and Kelly, who were ahead of Ginny and Valencia, stopped in front of a large building with darkly tinted windows. They walked through the tinted glass doors and found themselves in a large sitting room; there was a desk straight ahead, stairs to the left, and an elevator to the right. Ginny watched people get on and off the elevator; she had no idea what it was. Natalia and Kelly walked toward it, still humming together. Ginny and Valencia followed silently. The large metal doors of the elevator opened and the four girls walked on.
Kelly pressed the button marked "Penthouse" and the elevator started moving. Ginny griped one hand on the railing while the other squeezed Valencia's left arm. Valencia looked worriedly over to Ginny. "First time in an elevator?" she asked. Ginny nodded; eyes still wide in surprise, amazement, and fear. Natalia and Kelly looked worriedly at Ginny when they heard Valencia. The elevator stopped at the top floor of the 15-story building. The four girls exited the elevator with Natalia holding Ginny's hand comfortingly.
They came to two large cherry-wood doors and Kelly rang the doorbell. A teenage girl, who Ginny guessed was Fay, opened the door. She was the same height as Ginny and had light brown eyes. Her hair was a golden brown with somewhat noticeable dirty-blonde streaks. "Hey!" said Fay, excitedly smiling at the four girls. "Dude, come in. I gotta finish something real quick," she said, running off into another room. Natalia turned to Ginny, smirk intact, "And that's Faylinn, but call her Fay."
Kelly went over to the entertainment area and started looking through stacks of CDs. "Where is it?" she asked herself. Ginny looked at Kelly, a bit confused. What is she looking for? she thought. "Where's the music? This place is boring," said Natalia, plopping down onto a white leather couch and quickly flipping through a magazine. "Yeah! Here it is," Kelly yelled out, putting a purple CD into the stereo and immediately pushing play. The song "Screamer" by Good Charlotte began playing extremely loudly.
"Why is life such an issue in your mind?" Kelly began singing along, "Why are the answers to my problems hard to find?" Ginny sat on the white leather couch near Natalia, just watching everything that was going on. She had never listened to Muggle music, been in a Wizarding house in the middle of a Muggle city, or even been around American witches; it was somewhat overwhelming.
Fay came back from the other room. She had obviously just changed because she was now wearing low-cut dark denim jeans with a black 3-row pyramid stud belt turned to the side, a white halter-top, dirty black and white Converse, and a black and white mesh trucker hat turned to the side that said "Surf Naked" on it. She walked over to the stereo and turned on a different song that Ginny also had never heard before, "Smells Like Teen Spirit" by Nirvana.
Looking Ginny's threadbare old clothes up and down Fay shook her head. "Those will definitely not do," she said to Ginny. Ginny blushed and looked down at her feet. Fay looked thoughtfully at Ginny, "Accio shirt." A black shirt flew into Fay's hand. She held it up for Ginny to look at; it was a black off the shoulder top that said "Baby Girl" in white. Fay handed it to Ginny and then thought for another few seconds, "Accio jeans." A pair of jeans flew into Fay's hand and she held them up for Ginny; they were practically the same as the ones Kelly was wearing except they were long jeans. "Go into that bathroom over there and change while I get you some shoes," said Fay as she walked back into the room the clothes had come from.
Ten minutes later, Ginny came out of the lavatory wearing Faylinn's clothing. She looked great in them but she didn't think so. Fay handed her some black and white Converse, exactly like her own except brand new. "You can keep it all. I never wear those anyway. We can get you some other clothes while we're out too," she said. Ginny blushed, "Thanks." Fay smiled and nodded. "Encrespar pelo," said Fay, holding her wand close to Ginny's hair. Ginny's straight red hair became beautifully wavy. "Now you look gorgeous," said Natalia, smirking yet again.
Kelly jumped up and down a few times until she had everyone's attention. "Are we going yet?" she asked calmly. "Yeah, we better get going," said Valencia. The five girls walked out of Fay's penthouse apartment and back into the elevator. This time, however, Ginny was not frightened. She was actually content with how things were. She looked gorgeous, she felt good about herself, and she had four new best friends. Now all I need is a boyfriend, she thought.
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Author's Notes:
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Oh yeah… Converse and Adidas are shoe brands… just in case ya didn't know. And I'm really into clothes but it's like my style… not what everyone else is wearing in the world. Oh and I'm really into music so there will be a lot more of playing around with them singing and stuff. You might think they're weird but they act just like me and my friends so there ya go.