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Chapter 6

    Ginny woke-up early that day. She was fairly excited and somewhat nervous about what was to come. She took about an hour and a half in the bathroom—thank goodness I don't have to share it with my brothers!—and an additional half hour in front of her vanity mirror messing around with some of the Muggle cosmetics Hermione had given her as an end-of-term gift last year.

    "I look perfect!" she exclaimed with delight.

    "What about your hair?" said a high-pitched voice from behind her. Ginny turned around and saw Winky standing there.

    "Winky! What are you doing here?" Ginny demanded. She saw that Winky was wearing her old tea towel—which meant she was back in work.

    "Winky gots hired by your two older brothers Wheezy Fred and George," she explained in third person.

    Ginny wasn't surprised. She knew they were lazy. "Well, shouldn't you be attaining to them? Not me?"

    "They told Winky to do what Winky wanted to do and what Winky want to do is attains to younger sister Wheezy Ginny."

   "Well, suits me! Get to work!" Ginny ordered, but then she thought about S.P.E.W. and about how she only joined out of pity, but she decided to be a little nice to Winky who was helping her look beautiful, after all. "Would you like a butterbeer, Winky?"

    "No, thank you. Winky been sober for three days!"

    Ginny's hair had a mediocre thickness to it, but it was rather fine. She liked her hair reasonably;  there was never too much to deal with it, and if it got too frizzy in the winter, she would use a special hair potion concocted by Mrs. Weasley. After about 10 minutes of Winky working her magic, her hair transformed into something it never was before. Her mane was full of beautiful ringlets and curls. Her front locks were pinned to the top of her head, and she was wearing a diamond-studded tiara.

    "I look wonderful!" Ginny exclaimed. "Thank you!" she said as she heard a pop! and turned around to see that Winky had vanished. Ginny looked into her closet to find an outfit. Originally, she was going to wear the usual jeans and purple tank top, but she wanted to keep the theme going so she opted for one of her new dress robes. It was a sky-blue satin robe that had a hint of sparkle to it with wide velvet royal-blue piping covering the edges.

    Ginny looked into her mirror and almost mistook herself for a model in Witch Weekly Teen. She looked at her watch, and realized that Harry was arriving in five minutes. She was so pleased with herself that she didn't stop to think about how it could have been somewhat silly to dress up merely for the arrival of Harry Potter. Ginny quickly applied some extra blush, left her room, and gracefully headed down two flights of stairs.

   Downstairs in the main room, Harry had already arrived with Mr. Weasley and Tonks. They had traveled by Floo Powder. The whole Weasley family, with the exception of Percy and Charlie, was down there crowding around Harry and Tonks and greeting them. There was a chief sound of laughter in the air, but everyone silenced as Ginny came down the last steps. Everyone looked up and gaped. She smiled. Harry had his back to her and was the last to turn around and look; he gaped as well which sent Ginny a flutter.

    "Ginny, you look marvelous!" Mrs. Weasley exclaimed. Everyone agreed and started crowding around her.

    "I love what you've done with your hair!" said Tonks, with a little displeasure in her voice as no one cared to notice her new hair style—which was bright green and in a beehive.

    Harry interrupted the commotion with announcing, "I forgot to introduce you all to Inga!" He moved out of the way and Ginny saw her.

    She was a rather petite girl, but her facial features proved for her to be about 16 years of age. She had long blond hair and resembled a Veela. Everyone turned their attention over to Inga and started asking many questions.

    Then Harry said the words. "She's my girlfriend!" Ginny's heart dropped.