Chapter 7
Ginny woke up the next morning, extremely cranky, and pissed off. Not only did she not remember what had happened last night, but also she had a feeling that she had yelled at everyone. She could tell by the looks on their faces as she passed people in the hallways.
Mrs. Pomfrey had told Ginny to go back to her normal schedule, that she was well enough. Ginny had begged and begged to stay in the hospital wing, but Mrs. Pomfrey would not budge. Ginny sighed, as she walked back to her dormitory and got ready for classes.
She took a shower, and dressed herself. She sat down on her bed, and starred at the ceiling. It was only about 5:30 in the morning, so no one was awake, the dormitory was oddly quiet, and so Ginny went back into her bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror. At age sixteen, you're supposed to look, "put together" and confident, and, well, everything Ginny was the exact opposite of. She had promised herself that she would change, and she was going to. Nodding her head with determination, Ginny walked back out to her bed, and started digging through her trunk.
Just then, Ginny's old friend Angel (Pansy from sytherin's little sister) (a/n: *gasps*) got out of her bead and starred at Ginny through squinted eyes.
"Ginny, what are you doing?" Angel yawned.
"I'm on a mission. Now, which shirt looks better with this black skirt?" Ginny laughed as Angel starred at Ginny as if she had gone mad.
"Gin, it's 6:oo in the morning. Go back to sleep." Angel lay back down in bed.
"And neither one of those tops look good with any of your skirts."
"Thanks Angel, I really appreciate your help." Ginny said sarcastically as she walked back into her bathroom and began to brush her hair.
"Fine, fine. I'll help you, just get out of the bathroom so I can take a shower, and then you can borrow one of my tops." Angel said as she pushed her blanket off her head, and got up to take a shower.
"Thanks Angel." Ginny smiled. With the help of Angel, Ginny was going to look great today.
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Ginny sat down in the Great Hall next to Ron, Harry, and Hermione. It was dinnertime, and Ginny felt great. She was practically glowing. Angel had lent her one of her tops, and all though it was extremely tight, it felt comfortable, and looked good on Ginny. Angel had even done her hair and makeup, and Ginny felt cute in French-braided pigtails.
Ron eyed her, with one eyebrow raised.
"What's with the make over Gin?" Ron said, as his eyebrow rose so high, that it looked like it would fall off the top of his head.
"Nothing, not that it's any of your business. I just wanted a change, that's all." Ginny said still smiling.
"I liked you the way you were before." Harry said quietly as he bit into an apple, and Ginny blushed.
"Thanks Harry." Ginny said, still not convinced that her change was in vain.
"See Ginny. You don't need to look like--that. That, now every guy in school will be looking at you." Ron shook his head, and Hermione lifted her head from her book knowing that he had crossed a line.
"So. Guys can look at me if they want to. And I didn't like the way that I looked before. Nobody noticed me. Nobody cared. Now, I'm going to make them care." Ginny said now blushing even more.
"Yah, but you don't need guys looking at you. And people noticed you before. And we care Ginny!" Ron said, trying to make a point.
"You guys didn't care! I was always the 4th wheel! And, what does it matter if guys look at me! I welcome them to. I feel good about myself, so I'm going to stay this way." Ginny spoke, her anger was rising, and she could feel her face growing hot.
"Ginny you know that's a lie. We care for you." Harry said, looking up from his magazine about broomsticks and Quidditch.
"I know Harry, but I'm still the 4th wheel." Ginny said, she tried to make Harry understand with her eyes.
"AH! See! You don't yell at Harry!" Ron pointed an accusing finger at Harry.
"That's because you're my brother." Ginny stated rolling her eyes.
"Yah, I'm your older brother, and what I say goes! Now, I insist you go take your hair down, and take off that bloody, tight shirt." Ron said, waving his hand at Ginny.
"NO!" Ginny said. She was not going back to the old Ginny.
"I think she looks good." Hermione spoke up for the first time, eyeing Ron.
"Thank you Hermione." Ginny smiled.
"She looks like a slut! Don't encourage her." Ron looked daggers at Hermione.
"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU JUST SAID THAT ABOUT YOUR OWN SISTER! I'm nowhere near a slut! I don't act like one, and I'll never dress like one!" Ginny yelled at Ron, causing quite a few heads to turn around the Great Hall.
"Ron, just drop it. Your not going to get anywhere, and you're just going to end up getting yourself into even more trouble." Hermione gave Ron her stop-while-you're-behind look, and that made him shut up.
Meanwhile, Harry was laughing uncontrollably until Ron, Hermione, and Ginny all said at once, "SHUT UP!" And after that everyone was quiet.
A little while later, Ron had tried apologizing to Ginny numerous times, but Ginny refused to hear it, and vowed to stop talking to him. Hermione went back to her book, but stopped every once in a while to talk to Ginny. Harry wasn't talking at all; he was only staring up into space.
Just then, hundreds of owls fluttered over their heads, dropping packages, and mail to students. A dark, black owl with bright green eyes fluttered over Ginny, trying to pull her hair and bight her, not until she pulled her wand out did the owl drop a letter in her lap and fly away.
"Who's it from Ginny?" Ron asked, his voice full of fake innocence, and frowned when Ginny didn't reply.
Ginny read the letter, and her eyes grew wide as she realized who it was from.
Dear (you're not really dear to me) Weasel,
You have yet to give me an answer. I'm still waiting. Reply soon, so I don't have to wait any longer, and waste my time by the likes of you.
Draco Malfoy
Ginny folded the letter back up and stuck it in her pocket. She tried to hide the surprise on her face when she remembered Malfoy's visit at 2:00 last night. She still didn't have an answer, and she still thought he was crazy. She passed the thought on, and then remembered a fragment of her dream. She shivered as she remembered He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named killing everyone. She heard Ron's helpless screams. Then she was shook back to reality as she heard Hermione's voice, asking her a question.
"What, Herm? What did you say?" Ginny asked, her eyes distantly looking at Hermione's face.
"I asked you who your letter was from. Are you okay? You look all shaky again." Hermione stated, her voiced sounded concerned.
"Oh, no one. It's not important. I'm fine, just, bored I guess." Ginny scratched her head, and when Hermione wasn't looking, she turned her head to look at the Slytherin table.
Malfoy was laughing as usual, with his group of friends. Did he turn just then, and look at Ginny? Ginny spun back around, not giving it a second thought.
Hermione shook her head, and then turned back to her book.
Just then, Lavender Brown, Angel, Brittany, Derek, and a whole bunch of other people sat down next to Ginny, and Ginny smiled. Ginny normally hung out with these people, and she talked to them, but they had never come up to talk to her. She was always coming to talk to them. There's a difference.
"You look great Gin, did you do something with your hair?" Derek smiled at Ginny. He was in his 6th year too, only he was a Ravenclaw.
Angel smiled at Ginny as Hermione rolled her eyes, and Ron glared at Derek.
"I suggest you leave now Derek. Before I explode." Ron stated, through gritted teeth.
Derek backed away, slowly staring at Ron.
"I cannot believe you just did that! I was only talking to him!" Ginny turned towards Ron, her eyes filled with fire.
"Yah, well I didn't like the way he was looking at you." Ron said, still staring at the back of Derek.
"I think—I have the sudden urge to go to the library." Ginny got up to leave, and sharply turned her back towards Ron.
Angel, Lavender, and much to Ron's surprise, Hermione got up and followed Ginny.
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The next three hours were spent with Ginny, and her friends laughing and talking as they did their homework. No one was left out, and Ginny felt good about herself, for once. Hermione helped them with their homework, (they had Double Potions today). Finally, after everything was done, Hermione and Ginny got up to walk back to the common room.
The fire was burning brightly, and the room was very warm, both made Ginny very sleepy. Ginny got up from her conversation with Harry and Hermione (she had done her best to ignore Ron) and walked up the stairs to her warm comfy bed. But then she stopped, because her foot had sunk into one of the steps, halfway up to the dormitories.
"Darn stairs, why do they have to have traps anyways? There's no point!" Ginny whispered to herself, but stopped when she heard her name down back in the common room. She turned around (after 5 tugs she got her foot out) and quietly walked back down the steps.
"She has no reason to dress like that!" Ron stated clearly while Ginny listened.
"She just wanted to fit in. It's not like she dresses like Pansy!" Harry said. Ginny was almost sure she heard him mutter "And thank God she has a good enough body, her fat doesn't hang out like Pansy" under his breath. But Ron wasn't listening.
"She fits in perfectly!" Ron said, and Ginny had to hold back a snort.
"Think about it Ron. Nobody paid any attention to her, and yes, sometimes we didn't either. Now, she looks good. The important part though, is that she feels good about herself." Hermione tried to explain, and Ginny shook her head, glad that at least Hermione understood.
"You shouldn't even bother Ron. She's just going to rebel against everything you say because she's your sister." Harry said.
"No, she'll listen to me because I'm her brother. I don't want her hanging around boys, and becoming their puppy. That's just, wrong. She's going to go back to the way she was! I'll find some way--." Ron slammed his fist onto the sofa he was sitting on next to the fire.
Ginny didn't listen to the rest. She stormed back up the stairs, stomping on every one of them. She knew that if she looked back, then she would surely yell at Ron, for everything.
She then got an idea, and ran to her room, stomping even louder. She heard someone that sounded like Hermione call her name, but she didn't turn around to talk to them.
She got out a piece of parchment, and a quill and started to write. She had even used her shiny blue ink. She scribbled down three words, then tied the letter to Jasmine, and patted her lovely owl on the back. She kissed her pet on the forehead and whispered to her. "Com back quickly with the reply." Ginny smiled, as Jasmine nipped her on the finger, and flew off.
Ginny smirked as she remembered the words in her letter.
Dear Ferret-face,
Bring it on.
Yours truly, (eeeww!!)
Ginny Weasley
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@uthors note: sry it took so long! I'm trying to update my story as often as possible. I'm counting down the days until the last day of school!! Are you?? I can't wait, then I can write stories galore! But only if I am encouraged by reviews…. because with out my reviewies… I am nothing!! *puts back of hand on forehead and rolls eyes dramatically*
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P.S.- I know this chapter is very well… what's the word… modern, and Ginny seems completely concerned with her looks, but that's not true! I just wanted Ginny to change, and be confident, and carefree, because that is demandant for the end of the story.. oops! Don't want to give too much away! Review, if you've got any suggestions….