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DISCLAIMER : Obviously I don't own any of these characters. Which really, really, really sucks. Why is life so damn unfair?
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"Dydeasium." she muttered. She twirled her wand and pointed it at her hair. In an instant, a flow of black liquid erupted from her wand, spreading dark roots over her red locks. It only took a few seconds for her entire head of hair to be covered completely. She moved her wand away, and looked at her reflection in the mirror. She looked different. Better.
She'd removed her freckles, obviously. They were nothing but a nuisance. Her newly black hair contrasted nicely with the paleness of her Weasley skin. A grin flittered across her face before turning into full blown laughter.
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"Ginny, what on earth have you done to your hair?" Her mother exploded.
"Mum. Don't you like it?" Ginny asked, her face empty of emotion.
"You've... ruined your hair. Aren't you proud of being a Weasley? And... you've removed your freckles. Oh dear."
"Mum... I think I look... nice?" Ginny pleaded.
"Well. I suppose you've got a point there... I just wish you'd consulted me. What your father will say, I don't know!"
"Does he have to know?" Ginny asked, a smirk on her lips.
"Ofcourse." Her mother answered, more than a little confused.
"All I'm saying is, I'm leaving to stay with Luna tomorrow... why don't I just stay out of his way for a bit?"
Her mother nodded. It seemed the wisest thing to do. Though she did not approve of this Luna, Ginny seemed to be looking forward to the visit.
"Ok Ginny. Now, are you all packed?"
"Almost mum, almost."
***
Truth was, Ginny had no intention of seeing Luna over the holidays. Ginny didn't think very much of Luna, to be honest. Instead, she was planning to spend her time at Diagon Alley, exploring the shops, and maybe going for a look down Knockturn Alley.
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OK, a particularly dull chapter, I admit, but I'm finding it v. difficult to type today. Sorry.
Hannah x
DISCLAIMER : Obviously I don't own any of these characters. Which really, really, really sucks. Why is life so damn unfair?
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"Dydeasium." she muttered. She twirled her wand and pointed it at her hair. In an instant, a flow of black liquid erupted from her wand, spreading dark roots over her red locks. It only took a few seconds for her entire head of hair to be covered completely. She moved her wand away, and looked at her reflection in the mirror. She looked different. Better.
She'd removed her freckles, obviously. They were nothing but a nuisance. Her newly black hair contrasted nicely with the paleness of her Weasley skin. A grin flittered across her face before turning into full blown laughter.
***
"Ginny, what on earth have you done to your hair?" Her mother exploded.
"Mum. Don't you like it?" Ginny asked, her face empty of emotion.
"You've... ruined your hair. Aren't you proud of being a Weasley? And... you've removed your freckles. Oh dear."
"Mum... I think I look... nice?" Ginny pleaded.
"Well. I suppose you've got a point there... I just wish you'd consulted me. What your father will say, I don't know!"
"Does he have to know?" Ginny asked, a smirk on her lips.
"Ofcourse." Her mother answered, more than a little confused.
"All I'm saying is, I'm leaving to stay with Luna tomorrow... why don't I just stay out of his way for a bit?"
Her mother nodded. It seemed the wisest thing to do. Though she did not approve of this Luna, Ginny seemed to be looking forward to the visit.
"Ok Ginny. Now, are you all packed?"
"Almost mum, almost."
***
Truth was, Ginny had no intention of seeing Luna over the holidays. Ginny didn't think very much of Luna, to be honest. Instead, she was planning to spend her time at Diagon Alley, exploring the shops, and maybe going for a look down Knockturn Alley.
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OK, a particularly dull chapter, I admit, but I'm finding it v. difficult to type today. Sorry.
Hannah x