Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot I guess and any characters u don't
recognize. (ie: Ginny's friends) JK Rowling owns all the rest so don't sue
me peeps.
A/N: This takes place after the 5th book, Ginny's 5th year, and does contain 5th book spoilers! This is my first fanfic ever so don't be 2 harsh, but reviews are encouraged and some flames are ok 2. Also, I am involved in a lot of extra curriculum activities, and may not find a lot of time to update all the time, though I will try my best, but I thought I should warn u.
Chapter 1: The Flash-back
Ginny Weasly say ay her desk, a tattered copy of 100 Herbs for Healing opened in front of her, a hand-me-down, like everything else in her life. She carefully turned the pages, chuckling at some of the notes scrawled in- most likely Fred or George. She was trying to find a plant that cured snidget pox for her summer herbology essay, but was having no luck.
She stopped at a promising header. (Why burginns are the best cure for bumps!) But after quickly skimming the first paragraph, she sighed and flipped the page, beginning the never ending search again. She was about to five up and just make up the essay, when she heard a tap tap tap on the window behind her.
Finally! she thought excitedly, Mail! Whirling around, she ran to the window and threw it open, and was almost knocked down by the speed at which the owl flew in. Or owls rather, she noted when she had finally regained her breath. One was unfamiliar, but the Hogwarts seal on the letter told her immediately where it was from. The other she recognized instantly as Dean Thomas' owl. "Tip" was a large rich chocolate brown barn owl, with a face that always looked arrogant and stuck up, which was quite a feat for an owl. Ginny found it almost funny. She untied the letter from Tip's claws, and cautiously opened the letter.
Dear Ginny,
How has your summer been? Mine's been sweet! Mum and dad took me to Australia! The quidditch team there isn't very good though. Have you gotten your Hogwarts letter yet? Did you see all of the "Joe" books? Weird titles huh?I wonder who our new Defence against the Dark Arts teacher is. Anyone would be better than
Umbridge though! Except maybe Snape. Oh well, I guess we'll see. I'll be in London on the 18th , ask your mum if you can be there! I'll see you either there, or on the train! Luv ya, Dean
Ginny instantly felt a stab of guilt. Dean. She had completely forgotten about him. Ginny picked up her quill to reply, but set it down again. She just wasn't up for sending Dean a letter. She turned to her Hogwarts letter instead. She skimmed the main letter briefly, but stopped when she found the list of books. In between the usual, (The Standard Book of Spells, Grade 5, etc.) were What you need to know when you meet your worst foe (Joe's volume number one) and by Joe Grodgen When the worst comes, don't be Struck Dumb! (Joe's volume number two) By Joe Grodgen.
She couldn't help but laugh. She had never seen more stupid or cheesy titles for spell books! Just what Dean had said. She sighed, her flame of guilt burning brighter inside her every second. If Dean knew that she didn't really like him that way. Memories of a certain day back the summer before her 4th year came flooding back into Ginny's mind. She had been over at Lyra's.
Ginny knocked on the door of the tall magnificent sturdy white house. It wasn't really that grand of a house, but to Ginny it looked like a mansion. Lyra's parents were both muggles, and that just added to Ginny's awe of the place. A short, blond girl with a perfect complexion poked her head over the door.
"Hey Gin!"
"Hi Lyra!"
Ginny followed Lyra's leaping bounds up the stairway to her room. Ginny stared around. She just never got over the fact that everything in Lyra's room was so still! Though she would never tell anyone, it almost scared her to sleep there!
"So, how how have you been?" asked Ginny, more to break the motionless silence than anything. Lyra was really nice most of the time, but she had a little "braggy" side to her that got on Ginny's nerves sometime.
"Well," said Lyra dreamily, "You'll never guess who I'm going out with now!"
"Who?" asked Ginny, mood slightly deteriorating.
Not noticing that her listener hardly cared, she went on excitedly, "Bobby Neil! You know, the really tall hott guy from Ravenclaw?"
Ginny nodded. Of course she knew him! Every girl in her year knew him, and it seemed, had a crush on him at one time or another. Of course he would fall for Lyra, popular, witty, and gorgeous! Ginny sighed, she herself did not care for Bobby that much, but she congratulated Lyra all the same. Lyra flashed Ginny that smile that all boys fell for.
"So," she started, "How are things with you and Harry?" Ginny sighed. She had known this was coming. She had had a crush for Harry ever since she first caught sight of him boarding the Hogwarts Express. But, having none of Lyra's winning features, Harry had never thought of her as anything but his best friend's little sister.
"Um, well, you see." she started. "He hasn't really written me, and."
"Then write him first!" Lyra said, as this was the most obvious thing in the world. Ginny had thought of this of course, but what would she put in the letter? 'Hi Harry this is Ginny writing you because you haven't written yet!' No, it was dumb.
"Ginny," Lyra said solemnly, noticing Ginny's sullen expression, "This year will be the year to get Harry to notice you! You gotta take action girl! You can't just expect him to fall for you if you keep getting all timid and shy around him! Here's the tip to live by:
"Be yourself around him! Guys don't like girls who get all timid and shy around them. How is he going to know how fun your personality is?" Ginny considered this. Yes, she could definitely be more natural around Harry, that was for sure. But how would she avoid the tongue-tied thing she always got when she saw him? As if reading her mind, Lyra spoke out. "Just think of what your going to say to him before you see him. Have back-up topics in your head if it gets real bad. But most of all, relax! He's just a guy, he won't bite, and he's been around your family now it shouldn't be to much of a problem."
Ginny bit her lip, that was true, the more she saw of him the more natural she felt around him, but she hadn't taken this advantage to actually talk to him.
"Another thing that you have to your advantage, is the fact that like everybody already knows you like him!" Ginny jerked her head up.
"What?"
"Aw c'mon Gin, you know that! But it doesn't matter. Here's what you can do. Proclaim that you don't like him."
"But. how? When" asked Ginny, highly confused. What was she supposed to do? 'Hi Harry, by the way, I hate you!' That just didn't sound right.
"You'll know when the time is right." Lyra grinned at Ginny's still confused face. "The next thing we have to do is find you a boyfriend."
"A what?" exclaimed Ginny, horrified, "But Harry,"
"Now Ginny," Lyra interrupted, "I'm not talking about a serious relationship, but often boys will notice a girl when other boys notice a girl. So if another guy "goes out" with you, maybe Harry will notice and be jealous."
Ginny didn't like the sound of this very much; it sounded to much to her like she would be "using" the guy. But she decided to follow Lyra's plan anyway. It was worth a shot, and no guy would ask her out anyway.
But she was wrong. At the beginning of her 4th year, Michael Corner, and nice, cute, Ravenclaw boy asked her out. She said yes, and Lyra was thrilled. But Harry didn't seem to care, his whole attention on Cho, and by the end of the year, Michael was getting mad at Ginny for not wanting to take their relationship farther, and he dumped her. She told Harry and Ron that it was for quidditch though. not wanting anyone to become suspicious. She didn't even tell Hermione, who she confided most other things in.
She was getting pretty hopeless, until Dean Thomas asked her out. Lyra thought this was even better because he was Harry's age and Harry would definitely notice her now.
But now, sitting at her desk covered with quills, books, and parchment, she was no farther with her quest for Harry's admiration than on that day at the train. This year would be the year she won him over. She smiled. Watch out Harry! Here comes Ginny!
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What do you think? Too short? Too detaily? Not detaily enough? Awful? Ok? Hopeless? Should I keep going? I thrive on inspiration and my inspiration thrives on feedback, so if u peeps want more REVIEW! I changed my mind. FLAMES ARE WELCOME WITH OPEN ARMS!
A/N: This takes place after the 5th book, Ginny's 5th year, and does contain 5th book spoilers! This is my first fanfic ever so don't be 2 harsh, but reviews are encouraged and some flames are ok 2. Also, I am involved in a lot of extra curriculum activities, and may not find a lot of time to update all the time, though I will try my best, but I thought I should warn u.
Chapter 1: The Flash-back
Ginny Weasly say ay her desk, a tattered copy of 100 Herbs for Healing opened in front of her, a hand-me-down, like everything else in her life. She carefully turned the pages, chuckling at some of the notes scrawled in- most likely Fred or George. She was trying to find a plant that cured snidget pox for her summer herbology essay, but was having no luck.
She stopped at a promising header. (Why burginns are the best cure for bumps!) But after quickly skimming the first paragraph, she sighed and flipped the page, beginning the never ending search again. She was about to five up and just make up the essay, when she heard a tap tap tap on the window behind her.
Finally! she thought excitedly, Mail! Whirling around, she ran to the window and threw it open, and was almost knocked down by the speed at which the owl flew in. Or owls rather, she noted when she had finally regained her breath. One was unfamiliar, but the Hogwarts seal on the letter told her immediately where it was from. The other she recognized instantly as Dean Thomas' owl. "Tip" was a large rich chocolate brown barn owl, with a face that always looked arrogant and stuck up, which was quite a feat for an owl. Ginny found it almost funny. She untied the letter from Tip's claws, and cautiously opened the letter.
Dear Ginny,
How has your summer been? Mine's been sweet! Mum and dad took me to Australia! The quidditch team there isn't very good though. Have you gotten your Hogwarts letter yet? Did you see all of the "Joe" books? Weird titles huh?I wonder who our new Defence against the Dark Arts teacher is. Anyone would be better than
Umbridge though! Except maybe Snape. Oh well, I guess we'll see. I'll be in London on the 18th , ask your mum if you can be there! I'll see you either there, or on the train! Luv ya, Dean
Ginny instantly felt a stab of guilt. Dean. She had completely forgotten about him. Ginny picked up her quill to reply, but set it down again. She just wasn't up for sending Dean a letter. She turned to her Hogwarts letter instead. She skimmed the main letter briefly, but stopped when she found the list of books. In between the usual, (The Standard Book of Spells, Grade 5, etc.) were What you need to know when you meet your worst foe (Joe's volume number one) and by Joe Grodgen When the worst comes, don't be Struck Dumb! (Joe's volume number two) By Joe Grodgen.
She couldn't help but laugh. She had never seen more stupid or cheesy titles for spell books! Just what Dean had said. She sighed, her flame of guilt burning brighter inside her every second. If Dean knew that she didn't really like him that way. Memories of a certain day back the summer before her 4th year came flooding back into Ginny's mind. She had been over at Lyra's.
Ginny knocked on the door of the tall magnificent sturdy white house. It wasn't really that grand of a house, but to Ginny it looked like a mansion. Lyra's parents were both muggles, and that just added to Ginny's awe of the place. A short, blond girl with a perfect complexion poked her head over the door.
"Hey Gin!"
"Hi Lyra!"
Ginny followed Lyra's leaping bounds up the stairway to her room. Ginny stared around. She just never got over the fact that everything in Lyra's room was so still! Though she would never tell anyone, it almost scared her to sleep there!
"So, how how have you been?" asked Ginny, more to break the motionless silence than anything. Lyra was really nice most of the time, but she had a little "braggy" side to her that got on Ginny's nerves sometime.
"Well," said Lyra dreamily, "You'll never guess who I'm going out with now!"
"Who?" asked Ginny, mood slightly deteriorating.
Not noticing that her listener hardly cared, she went on excitedly, "Bobby Neil! You know, the really tall hott guy from Ravenclaw?"
Ginny nodded. Of course she knew him! Every girl in her year knew him, and it seemed, had a crush on him at one time or another. Of course he would fall for Lyra, popular, witty, and gorgeous! Ginny sighed, she herself did not care for Bobby that much, but she congratulated Lyra all the same. Lyra flashed Ginny that smile that all boys fell for.
"So," she started, "How are things with you and Harry?" Ginny sighed. She had known this was coming. She had had a crush for Harry ever since she first caught sight of him boarding the Hogwarts Express. But, having none of Lyra's winning features, Harry had never thought of her as anything but his best friend's little sister.
"Um, well, you see." she started. "He hasn't really written me, and."
"Then write him first!" Lyra said, as this was the most obvious thing in the world. Ginny had thought of this of course, but what would she put in the letter? 'Hi Harry this is Ginny writing you because you haven't written yet!' No, it was dumb.
"Ginny," Lyra said solemnly, noticing Ginny's sullen expression, "This year will be the year to get Harry to notice you! You gotta take action girl! You can't just expect him to fall for you if you keep getting all timid and shy around him! Here's the tip to live by:
"Be yourself around him! Guys don't like girls who get all timid and shy around them. How is he going to know how fun your personality is?" Ginny considered this. Yes, she could definitely be more natural around Harry, that was for sure. But how would she avoid the tongue-tied thing she always got when she saw him? As if reading her mind, Lyra spoke out. "Just think of what your going to say to him before you see him. Have back-up topics in your head if it gets real bad. But most of all, relax! He's just a guy, he won't bite, and he's been around your family now it shouldn't be to much of a problem."
Ginny bit her lip, that was true, the more she saw of him the more natural she felt around him, but she hadn't taken this advantage to actually talk to him.
"Another thing that you have to your advantage, is the fact that like everybody already knows you like him!" Ginny jerked her head up.
"What?"
"Aw c'mon Gin, you know that! But it doesn't matter. Here's what you can do. Proclaim that you don't like him."
"But. how? When" asked Ginny, highly confused. What was she supposed to do? 'Hi Harry, by the way, I hate you!' That just didn't sound right.
"You'll know when the time is right." Lyra grinned at Ginny's still confused face. "The next thing we have to do is find you a boyfriend."
"A what?" exclaimed Ginny, horrified, "But Harry,"
"Now Ginny," Lyra interrupted, "I'm not talking about a serious relationship, but often boys will notice a girl when other boys notice a girl. So if another guy "goes out" with you, maybe Harry will notice and be jealous."
Ginny didn't like the sound of this very much; it sounded to much to her like she would be "using" the guy. But she decided to follow Lyra's plan anyway. It was worth a shot, and no guy would ask her out anyway.
But she was wrong. At the beginning of her 4th year, Michael Corner, and nice, cute, Ravenclaw boy asked her out. She said yes, and Lyra was thrilled. But Harry didn't seem to care, his whole attention on Cho, and by the end of the year, Michael was getting mad at Ginny for not wanting to take their relationship farther, and he dumped her. She told Harry and Ron that it was for quidditch though. not wanting anyone to become suspicious. She didn't even tell Hermione, who she confided most other things in.
She was getting pretty hopeless, until Dean Thomas asked her out. Lyra thought this was even better because he was Harry's age and Harry would definitely notice her now.
But now, sitting at her desk covered with quills, books, and parchment, she was no farther with her quest for Harry's admiration than on that day at the train. This year would be the year she won him over. She smiled. Watch out Harry! Here comes Ginny!
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What do you think? Too short? Too detaily? Not detaily enough? Awful? Ok? Hopeless? Should I keep going? I thrive on inspiration and my inspiration thrives on feedback, so if u peeps want more REVIEW! I changed my mind. FLAMES ARE WELCOME WITH OPEN ARMS!