Disclaimer: Again, 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. *Cowers down* PWEASE!
A/N: Thanks SO MUCH to my first three reviewers! YOU ARE MY INSPIRATION!!!
Hermione30: Yeah, I agree, I think I kinda rushed through it. I guess I was just too eager to get through it. ( Abagail Malfoy: Thank you sooo much!!!! I LOVE YOUR FIC TOO! And thanks for the ideas. they rock! I added the dress part. ( Emerald Flame: THANKIES MUCH!!! Read your updated fic. it is so cool!!
Here it goes!
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Chapter 2: The train ride to Hogwarts
"There," exclaimed Lyra. She had met Ginny at London to help her "get ready" for their first day back. After all, the train ride there was about the only time they got to wear muggle clothes, and Lyra thought that since Ginny didn't have any, she could lend her some.
Ginny looked into the mirror of their small apartment bathroom in London and gasped. Lyra had pulled Ginny's usually wild hair into a messy bun at the back of her head. She had on a very short crimson red dress, and two high heeled black snakeskin boots. (Also Lyra's)
"Oh, and take this," said Lyra, handing Ginny a long trailing coat. Ginny took it hesitantly.
"Lyra, it's still summertime! Don't you think it's warm for this thick of a robe?
"Oh Ginny," laughed Lyra, "I put a cooling charm on it. It's not for the temperature, it's so that when you take it off, your outfit makes bigger of an impact!" She rolled her eyes as if this were something every TWO year old should know. Still reluctant, Ginny put on the coat.
GINNY!!!!!!! LYRA!!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING UP THERE!!!!!???? WE'RE GOING TO MISS THE TRAIN!!!!!" Mrs. Weasly's shrill voice boomed from downstairs.
"WE'RE COMING MUM!" Ginny yelled back. She and Lyra hurried down the stairs to wear their stuff and an angry looking Mrs. Weasly stood waiting.
"Oh Ginny dear, wherever did you get that coat?" A startled Mrs. Weasly cried. It's like 80 degrees out there! You're not catching a cold are you?"
"It's Lyra's mum, she's letting me borrow it." Ginny mumbled "I'm fine! And where's Ron?" She really didn't want to take her coat off for numerous reasons. Mostly the fact that Mrs. Weasly probably would be a little too shocked at what her younger daughter was wearing underneath that coat. Lyra said that it was what normal muggles wore them even shorter, but she doubted that her mum would let her wear that short of dress no matter who else wore it.
"Well, ok then," a still concerned Mrs. Weasly exclaimed, as the three of them headed out onto the streets of London. "Ron went earlier to meet Harry and to save a compartment for the five of you."
Ginny's heart gave a learch at Harry's name. She hadn't seen him or Hermione all summer. But then her words actually hit her.. "The five of us?"
"Yes," Mrs. Weasly stated. "Him, Harry, Hermione, Lyra, and you."
Ginny was still suspicious. "How much did you have to bribe him?
Mrs. Weasly ignored this question. "Well, here we are!" Ginny breathed in deeply the scent of the hustle and bustle of the muggles moving back and forth between platform 9 and 10. It was the last she would see of the "real world" for another year. She gave her mum a quick hug.
"Goodbye mum!" she exclaimed, as Mrs. Weasly dabbed at her eyes.
"Do keep care Ginny dear! Don't get into too much trouble!"
"Of course mum!" Ginny grinned and waved and followed Lyra through the wall and into platform 9 ¾.
"Oooh!! Wait till he sees you!!!" Lyra squealed.
Ginny rolled her eyes, but felt a secret thrill rage throughout her body. They climbed the stairs and started searching the corridor of the crowed train. Finally they peeked into what seemed the hundredth compartment, and spotted a red head and a dark haired head that needed combing badly. Ginny breathed in. This was it.
Lyra pushed slid open the door and flashed the boys a wide smile. "Hi!" she grinned. Ron and Harry looked up, and their faces fell noticeably when they saw who it was. Neither of them liked Lyra much, especially Ron. They thought she was too perky and peppy for her own good. (Though Ginny suspected that Ron's disliking for the girl was more due to the fact that he thought Ginny would "get more boyfriends" hanging out with Lyra)
"Oh, hi," said Ron, then he turned back to Harry. Lyra and Ginny sat down on the bench across from them, Ginny across from Harry, Lyra across from Ron.
"So, what have you been up to?" asked Lyra, now pointed at Harry. Harry lifted his face up from the chocolate frog card he had been examining with Ron. Ginny studied him for a moment. His facial features hadn't changed much, except for the fact that he was thinner. The major change was in his height. In the past year, he was hardly taller than Ginny herself, but he now was quite a few inches taller, the perfect height at which she could just lean her head on his shoulder.
She immediately lowered her gaze as Harry looked over towards her, lest he catch her staring.
"Nothing much," Harry replied after a while.
"Just reading chocolate frog cards!" piped in Ron, "They've updated all of them, so now you can see the whole person and they've made the biography's longer and"-
"Oh," Lyra interrupted. "Don't you think it is quite warm in here?"
This was her signal to Ginny to take off her jacket. Slowly Ginny unbuttoned it and let it slip off her shoulders. Ron and Harry stared.
"Oh my god Ginny!" Ron gaped. "How in the world did you get past mum with that?!!" Harry was speechless. He was just in awe. Ginny's ears turned red from embarrassment, but (proudly) she stayed "cool" and under control as she flashed them both a terrific smile.
"She didn't see it," Ginny grinned. Ron just looked at her, dumbfounded. His sister in an incredibly shout skirt!!! He shook his head.
"You are too weird," Ron stated. Ginny frowned slightly at his choice of adjective. Just then, the door of their compartment was flung open.
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Ooooooh!!!! WHO WAS IT???? HMMMMM????? Cliffy!!!! Review and you'll find out...
A/N: Thanks SO MUCH to my first three reviewers! YOU ARE MY INSPIRATION!!!
Hermione30: Yeah, I agree, I think I kinda rushed through it. I guess I was just too eager to get through it. ( Abagail Malfoy: Thank you sooo much!!!! I LOVE YOUR FIC TOO! And thanks for the ideas. they rock! I added the dress part. ( Emerald Flame: THANKIES MUCH!!! Read your updated fic. it is so cool!!
Here it goes!
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Chapter 2: The train ride to Hogwarts
"There," exclaimed Lyra. She had met Ginny at London to help her "get ready" for their first day back. After all, the train ride there was about the only time they got to wear muggle clothes, and Lyra thought that since Ginny didn't have any, she could lend her some.
Ginny looked into the mirror of their small apartment bathroom in London and gasped. Lyra had pulled Ginny's usually wild hair into a messy bun at the back of her head. She had on a very short crimson red dress, and two high heeled black snakeskin boots. (Also Lyra's)
"Oh, and take this," said Lyra, handing Ginny a long trailing coat. Ginny took it hesitantly.
"Lyra, it's still summertime! Don't you think it's warm for this thick of a robe?
"Oh Ginny," laughed Lyra, "I put a cooling charm on it. It's not for the temperature, it's so that when you take it off, your outfit makes bigger of an impact!" She rolled her eyes as if this were something every TWO year old should know. Still reluctant, Ginny put on the coat.
GINNY!!!!!!! LYRA!!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING UP THERE!!!!!???? WE'RE GOING TO MISS THE TRAIN!!!!!" Mrs. Weasly's shrill voice boomed from downstairs.
"WE'RE COMING MUM!" Ginny yelled back. She and Lyra hurried down the stairs to wear their stuff and an angry looking Mrs. Weasly stood waiting.
"Oh Ginny dear, wherever did you get that coat?" A startled Mrs. Weasly cried. It's like 80 degrees out there! You're not catching a cold are you?"
"It's Lyra's mum, she's letting me borrow it." Ginny mumbled "I'm fine! And where's Ron?" She really didn't want to take her coat off for numerous reasons. Mostly the fact that Mrs. Weasly probably would be a little too shocked at what her younger daughter was wearing underneath that coat. Lyra said that it was what normal muggles wore them even shorter, but she doubted that her mum would let her wear that short of dress no matter who else wore it.
"Well, ok then," a still concerned Mrs. Weasly exclaimed, as the three of them headed out onto the streets of London. "Ron went earlier to meet Harry and to save a compartment for the five of you."
Ginny's heart gave a learch at Harry's name. She hadn't seen him or Hermione all summer. But then her words actually hit her.. "The five of us?"
"Yes," Mrs. Weasly stated. "Him, Harry, Hermione, Lyra, and you."
Ginny was still suspicious. "How much did you have to bribe him?
Mrs. Weasly ignored this question. "Well, here we are!" Ginny breathed in deeply the scent of the hustle and bustle of the muggles moving back and forth between platform 9 and 10. It was the last she would see of the "real world" for another year. She gave her mum a quick hug.
"Goodbye mum!" she exclaimed, as Mrs. Weasly dabbed at her eyes.
"Do keep care Ginny dear! Don't get into too much trouble!"
"Of course mum!" Ginny grinned and waved and followed Lyra through the wall and into platform 9 ¾.
"Oooh!! Wait till he sees you!!!" Lyra squealed.
Ginny rolled her eyes, but felt a secret thrill rage throughout her body. They climbed the stairs and started searching the corridor of the crowed train. Finally they peeked into what seemed the hundredth compartment, and spotted a red head and a dark haired head that needed combing badly. Ginny breathed in. This was it.
Lyra pushed slid open the door and flashed the boys a wide smile. "Hi!" she grinned. Ron and Harry looked up, and their faces fell noticeably when they saw who it was. Neither of them liked Lyra much, especially Ron. They thought she was too perky and peppy for her own good. (Though Ginny suspected that Ron's disliking for the girl was more due to the fact that he thought Ginny would "get more boyfriends" hanging out with Lyra)
"Oh, hi," said Ron, then he turned back to Harry. Lyra and Ginny sat down on the bench across from them, Ginny across from Harry, Lyra across from Ron.
"So, what have you been up to?" asked Lyra, now pointed at Harry. Harry lifted his face up from the chocolate frog card he had been examining with Ron. Ginny studied him for a moment. His facial features hadn't changed much, except for the fact that he was thinner. The major change was in his height. In the past year, he was hardly taller than Ginny herself, but he now was quite a few inches taller, the perfect height at which she could just lean her head on his shoulder.
She immediately lowered her gaze as Harry looked over towards her, lest he catch her staring.
"Nothing much," Harry replied after a while.
"Just reading chocolate frog cards!" piped in Ron, "They've updated all of them, so now you can see the whole person and they've made the biography's longer and"-
"Oh," Lyra interrupted. "Don't you think it is quite warm in here?"
This was her signal to Ginny to take off her jacket. Slowly Ginny unbuttoned it and let it slip off her shoulders. Ron and Harry stared.
"Oh my god Ginny!" Ron gaped. "How in the world did you get past mum with that?!!" Harry was speechless. He was just in awe. Ginny's ears turned red from embarrassment, but (proudly) she stayed "cool" and under control as she flashed them both a terrific smile.
"She didn't see it," Ginny grinned. Ron just looked at her, dumbfounded. His sister in an incredibly shout skirt!!! He shook his head.
"You are too weird," Ron stated. Ginny frowned slightly at his choice of adjective. Just then, the door of their compartment was flung open.
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Ooooooh!!!! WHO WAS IT???? HMMMMM????? Cliffy!!!! Review and you'll find out...