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Chapter 8
Harry was supposed to arrive shortly. Ginny was in her room fretting about her nose. Mrs. Weasley was running around the house searching for possible antidotes and solutions. She came across a small vile in the potions cabinet and rushed back to Ginny's room who was weeping off and on.
"I found it! Ginny, I found it!" Mrs. Weasley said cheerfully. Ginny looked up and became slightly less despaired. She took the vile and observed it. It was filled with sea-foam green-colored liquid.
"Does it really work?"
"Yes, just apply it every morning and night for the next three days and you will be back to normal!"
Ginny sunk low in her chair. I don't want it to be gone in three days, she thought, I want it gone NOW!
She looked up at her mother who was waiting for approval and Ginny gave a nod. Mrs. Weasley hugged her. "Don't worry about it, dear. It's not like you're going to the Yule Ball."
"Thanks Mum," she said faintly as Mrs. Weasley left the room. Ginny unscrewed the cork and gingerly applied a slight amount to her nose. It felt rather tingly.
"I guess that settles it," she said to herself, "For the next three days, I'm not leaving this room no matter how many house-elves come in and try to make me look awesome."