"I Feel Pretty?" Anna questioned.
"Yep," Ginny answered. It was Tuesday, and they were discussing what songs should they play.
"Yea, yea, I love that song! I feel pretty, oh so pretty, I feel pretty and witty and bright, and I pity any girl who isn't me tonight." Emily hyperly sang.
"Aaah, shut up!" Anna yelled. She started chasing Emily around the room while Emily kept on singing.
"So, how are you?" Ginny asked Draco.
"I'm feeling pretty too," He answered and smiled. "But I better watch myself today when your brother comes."
"Too late. Since he couldn't be with me all day, he pinned this little gizmo on my robe that picks up whatever I'm doing. I wish I could take it off, but he put some sort of spell on it that only he can take it off,"
"Hey, I know how to take those off and change the memory on them. They're called MemoRecorders. Silly name, I know. Here, Removus MemoRecorder!" (AN: I suck at making spells sound cool, so sorry). The MemoRecorder fell off of Ginny's robe. Draco picked it up and did some fancy spellwork, and put it back on Ginny's robe.
"Here you go. Now it says we chatted about the weather and how good your brother is, and I helped you with your homework. That ought to keep him happy," Draco said.
"So, shall we go to breakfast and let these two finish yelling and flicking each other off?" Ginny said.
"Sure. Come on," And Draco lead Ginny out of the empty classroom where Emily and Anna were shouting at each other and giving each other the finger.
They went to the Great Hall, and Ron invited both of them to sit next to him at the Gryffyndor table. "So, how are you today?" Ron asked.
"Fine, thank you. And it will be even more wonderful with you around all day," Draco replied with the most proper air he could.
"Uh, ok," Ron turned around and finished his conversation with Hermione and Neville about the homework. Right then, Harry came and sat down between Ron and Ginny. Thankfully, he looked a lot better. He wasn't wearing a hood, and if the uniform wasn't black, Ginny was sure he would be wearing some other color.
"Hey Harry," Ginny said. "You look cheerful today!"
"Uh, yea," Harry said uncertainly. "I.made up with Cho," He said, which Ginny was sure was an excuse to be happy. She didn't know what could make him so happy so fast, though. But she soon got the answer.
Dumbledore stood up from the Head table, and silenced the crowd. "Congratulations to Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Neville Longbottom, Luna Lovegood, and Ginny Weasley on defeating Voldemort on Saturday night. They have each gotten a reward for their bravery from the Ministry. Would you guys come up here, please?" Dumbledore said. Ginny, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Neville, and Luna stood up and went to the Head table in a roar of applause. Dumbledore handed each of them trophies that were made of pure gold. They each had a wizard looking up at his wand which he held straight up. On the pedestal that he stood, Ginny's read, "This award is given to Virginia Weasley for outstanding courage in the defeat of Thomas Riddle on August 31, 2003. The Ministry of Magic."
Ginny felt so happy that she was finally recognized by the whole school, and in a positive way. The applause that she was getting felt so good that she forgot her worries. She could see Draco's face beaming while he was clapping the loudest. He was cheering for them, for her! She looked to her side and saw Ron looking as if he was stressed. He was muttering, "Mum's gonna kill us, Mum's gonna kill us,"
Ginny didn't care if her Mom was going to get angry at her for sneaking out of the house at night, it would be nothing compared to getting the credit to defeating-him. Ginny glanced to her other side and heard Dumbledore whisper to Harry, "You better look at your family's genealogy," And he handed him a thick book that said, "Riddle" on it, and Dumbledore told all of them to go back to their tables.
As Harry finished eating, he looked at the book. Ginny saw him look more and more bewildered as he flipped through the pages. He got up and walked to his class, still looking at the book. Ginny went to her class, Charms, and took the seat at the back of the class so she could think among the chaos in Charms class. It seemed like she had to think a lot these days.
The day went by like she would have expected it to. During lunch, Draco and Ginny snogged. in potions, Ginny was close to being complimented by Snape. He seemed very stressed, probably because he was teaching two subjects. Ginny fainted in Herbology because she accidentally sniffed the juice of a relative of deadly nightshade. In Care of Magical Creatures, she got bitten by a baby sea serpent. Everything went fine until after school.
Ginny had finished her homework early, and decided to spy on the trio. Ever since Fred and George invented extendable ears, she had been listening to the adventures of Harry, Ron, and Hermione. That's when her crush on Harry stopped. She had heard what he really was like, and now she only considered him as a friend. Tonight, she caught them just in time to listen to the important stuff.
"Yea. So I talked to Dumbledore about why I was on the Riddle family tree. I thought he was going to say something like all wizards are related, like Sirius said. But, no, I got the real truth. It's like, too horrible for words," Harry said.
"Well, what did he say? Just say it," Hermione said.
"Ok, fine. He said that I actually was stolen and adopted by the Potters. My real father is Voldemort, and my real mother is Bellatrix Lestrange. Isn't that sad?"
"Oh my gosh, that's so horrible! I'd hate to be in your place," Ron gasped.
"So you must be the son of V-Voldemort that he was talking about," Hermione said.
"Well, yea, I'm Voldemort's son, but I have a brother who wasn't stolen and adopted. You see, the Potters were Aurors, and they only found out about Voldemort and his sons when I was born. My brother was 19, so they couldn't catch him. But since I was only a baby, they took me, and the Ministry put me up for adoption. The Potters adopted me because they had grown fond of me. And why my brother is going to take over is because he was raised by Voldemort, and also he's evil and I'm not," Harry said.
"But you are so much like James and Lily," Ron said bewildered.
"Weird coincidence, I guess. And also about the prophecy Trelawney made, she was referring to my adopted parents, just like Voldemort did when he said we had similar parents. And about Voldemort wanting to kill me, he thought that my death would be a bargain to make sure that he didn't loose his power. Yea, I know, pity me," Harry said.
"So, it's like in Star Wars," Hermione said.
"Is that one of the Muggle things that you mention so much?" Ron rolled his eyes.
"Oh, Dudley has those series of movies. I once stole them and watched them. They're really good," Harry said.
"What the hell are movies?" Ron asked.
"Ask your Dad," Hermione giggled.
Ginny put down the Extendable Ear. She had heard enough. She didn't want to hear about Muggle movies, whatever they were. And she was also late for the band. She grabbed her guitar and raced out of the dorm. She ran into the classroom where they were that morning, and Emily greeted her with a, "Where were you?".
Emily turned back to Anna and Draco and said, "Ok, now that we're all here, raise your hand if you want to sing, 'I Feel Pretty'".
Everyone raised their hands except Anna. "Aaah-" She was about to curse, but Emily gave her a look which read, "Be quiet!".
"Ok, any other suggestions? Like United States of Whatever? Or silly sing along songs? Offspring, No Doubt, anything? Songs we can write?" Emily asked.
"United States of Whatever, as long as you don't sing it!" Anna yelled.
"Ok people, how about we just play the songs we know, and then decide, you know we're wasting time here?" Ginny said.
"Let's play 'Smooth Criminal'!" Emily shouted. (AN: Smooth Criminal is played by Alien Ant Farm).
"Sure, whatever," Anna mumbled. Ginny handed Draco some sheet music, and they got into their formations and started playing.
".Annie are you ok, are you ok, are you ok Annie, Annie are you ok,." Emily sang. Draco was looking as if he was frustrated, but he was playing perfectly. ".He came through the window with the sound of a cresendo,." Emily sang.
"What about 'American Life'?" Ginny asked. (AN: American Life is played by Madonna). Anna handed Draco some more sheet music, and they started playing again.
"Do I have to change my name? Will it get me far? Should I loose some weight? Am I gonna be a star? I tried to be a boy, I tried to be a girl, I tried to be a mess." Emily sang. ".American life, I live the American dream, you are the best thing I've seen, you are not just a dream,.I'd like to express my extreme points of view, I'm not a Christian and I'm not a Jew, I'm just living out the American dream and I just realized that nothing, is what it seems,."
They played a few more songs, and Draco played all of them perfectly. It was time to go, but Ginny had a gift for Emily. "Hey, Emily, I want you to meet somebody!" Ginny called. Emily came rushing over. She was so eager for everything. She was very hyper, and she loved to sing and dance. Crazily, of course, but she could be serious if she wanted to. She had dirty blond hair that reached her shoulders, and had green eyes and freckles. She was very tall for her age.
"Yea, who?" She asked eagerly. She was beaming as she always did. She was also an American Muggle born, and Ginny wondered how she ever got into Slytherin. She was way too nice. Ginny guessed because most of her American friends were in Slytherin too, so maybe she told the Sorting Hat that she wanted to be with them.
"It's a surprise. Stay here, I'll be back in a moment," Ginny said. Anna walked out, and Draco stayed with Emily. Ginny ran to the Gryffyndor common room, and got Harry.
"Where are you taking me?" Harry asked as Ginny dragged him to Emily.
"I want you to meet someone," Ginny answered. "Here. Her name is Emily. Emily, this is Harry, as you know."
"Oh, hey Harry," Emily said.
"Uh, hi," Harry answered.
"It's so cool to meet my hero," Emily said. "Of course, I knew you all along, but it's nice that you know me now."
"Uh, Ginny, what's she talking about?" Harry asked Ginny.
"You know, I'm a Mudblood, I read your books in the Muggle world. You should know what I'm talking about, the Dursely's are Muggles," Emily said.
"Are you saying that there are books about me in the Muggle world?" Harry asked.
"Yea, of course. They're by J.K. Rowling. The one about your 5th year just came out this summer," Emily said.
"Could you maybe show these books to me, please?" Harry asked.
"Yea, sure," Emily ran off and came back a few minutes later with five books. They were ranging in thickness, with the first ones being only about 300 pages long, and the last ones being 700 or 800 pages long. They had beautiful covers, each with a drawing of Harry. Harry's name was in shiny letters that were raised.
"Wow.wow.wow,,," Harry kept on muttering as he looked through the books. "Emily, would you mind if I borrowed these books for a little while?"
"Oh, no problem," Emily answered. "I'm just surprised that you never knew about your own books. I mean, they are the world's best selling children's books, and wouldn't J.K. Rowling need your permission to write these?"
"Oh, I never go to book stores. But Hermione goes all the time. I'll ask her if she knows about these books. And nobody ever asked me for permission. So, these came out each summer after the story happened?" (AN: I'm pretending that the Harry Potter books came out each summer after Harry's school year).
"Yea. They're my favorite books. I've been reading them since I was eight," Emily said.
"But these are on sale to Muggles?" Harry asked.
"Yea, I'm a Mudblood. When me and my friends, sorry, my friends and I, got our letters, we thought that someone was just playing a prank on us. But when they started to fill up the whole house, we decided we better check it out,"
"Don't call yourself that! That's not the nicest word to call yourself,"
"Oh, I don't mind. You can insult me as much as you like and I won't mind,"
"Ok, whatever. You'll later regret beating yourself up. So, how's this band Ginny tells me about?"
"It's really great. And it gives me an excuse to sing. I'm always either hyper of depressed, just like my long lost twin, Lexie. I always sing when I'm hyper. But that's what makes everyone hate me,"
"Emily, nobody hates you! Think about that friend of yours, Gina. She thinks everyone hates her, and she's always depressed. If you think like that you will, too. Be serious!" Ginny said.
"Uh, ok, I think I'll go to bed now. I'm kind of tired. See you," Emily said. She walked out of the room. Harry decided he would go back and chat with Ron and Hermione some more, but Ginny talked to him first.
"So I hear that you have different parents than you always thought," Ginny said and smirked.
"How'd you find out about that!? I'll tell you about it privately," Harry dragged Ginny to the other side of the room, away from Draco. "You just had to blab that out with the son of an active Death Eater right next to you. Who knows what this could mean? He could somehow find out and maybe even use me!"
"Harry, he's fine. Remember the 23rd of August." Ginny said.
"We don't know him enough to trust him," Harry argued.
"Well I do,"
"Ginny, I don't want you to hang out with him anymore. Ron said he caught you kissing, and had to put a Memorecorder on you. Please, Ginny. Please,"
"No!" Ginny turned away and kissed Draco. Harry shrugged and walked back to Gryffyndor tower, leaving Romeo and Juliet to get in trouble.
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"Yep," Ginny answered. It was Tuesday, and they were discussing what songs should they play.
"Yea, yea, I love that song! I feel pretty, oh so pretty, I feel pretty and witty and bright, and I pity any girl who isn't me tonight." Emily hyperly sang.
"Aaah, shut up!" Anna yelled. She started chasing Emily around the room while Emily kept on singing.
"So, how are you?" Ginny asked Draco.
"I'm feeling pretty too," He answered and smiled. "But I better watch myself today when your brother comes."
"Too late. Since he couldn't be with me all day, he pinned this little gizmo on my robe that picks up whatever I'm doing. I wish I could take it off, but he put some sort of spell on it that only he can take it off,"
"Hey, I know how to take those off and change the memory on them. They're called MemoRecorders. Silly name, I know. Here, Removus MemoRecorder!" (AN: I suck at making spells sound cool, so sorry). The MemoRecorder fell off of Ginny's robe. Draco picked it up and did some fancy spellwork, and put it back on Ginny's robe.
"Here you go. Now it says we chatted about the weather and how good your brother is, and I helped you with your homework. That ought to keep him happy," Draco said.
"So, shall we go to breakfast and let these two finish yelling and flicking each other off?" Ginny said.
"Sure. Come on," And Draco lead Ginny out of the empty classroom where Emily and Anna were shouting at each other and giving each other the finger.
They went to the Great Hall, and Ron invited both of them to sit next to him at the Gryffyndor table. "So, how are you today?" Ron asked.
"Fine, thank you. And it will be even more wonderful with you around all day," Draco replied with the most proper air he could.
"Uh, ok," Ron turned around and finished his conversation with Hermione and Neville about the homework. Right then, Harry came and sat down between Ron and Ginny. Thankfully, he looked a lot better. He wasn't wearing a hood, and if the uniform wasn't black, Ginny was sure he would be wearing some other color.
"Hey Harry," Ginny said. "You look cheerful today!"
"Uh, yea," Harry said uncertainly. "I.made up with Cho," He said, which Ginny was sure was an excuse to be happy. She didn't know what could make him so happy so fast, though. But she soon got the answer.
Dumbledore stood up from the Head table, and silenced the crowd. "Congratulations to Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Neville Longbottom, Luna Lovegood, and Ginny Weasley on defeating Voldemort on Saturday night. They have each gotten a reward for their bravery from the Ministry. Would you guys come up here, please?" Dumbledore said. Ginny, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Neville, and Luna stood up and went to the Head table in a roar of applause. Dumbledore handed each of them trophies that were made of pure gold. They each had a wizard looking up at his wand which he held straight up. On the pedestal that he stood, Ginny's read, "This award is given to Virginia Weasley for outstanding courage in the defeat of Thomas Riddle on August 31, 2003. The Ministry of Magic."
Ginny felt so happy that she was finally recognized by the whole school, and in a positive way. The applause that she was getting felt so good that she forgot her worries. She could see Draco's face beaming while he was clapping the loudest. He was cheering for them, for her! She looked to her side and saw Ron looking as if he was stressed. He was muttering, "Mum's gonna kill us, Mum's gonna kill us,"
Ginny didn't care if her Mom was going to get angry at her for sneaking out of the house at night, it would be nothing compared to getting the credit to defeating-him. Ginny glanced to her other side and heard Dumbledore whisper to Harry, "You better look at your family's genealogy," And he handed him a thick book that said, "Riddle" on it, and Dumbledore told all of them to go back to their tables.
As Harry finished eating, he looked at the book. Ginny saw him look more and more bewildered as he flipped through the pages. He got up and walked to his class, still looking at the book. Ginny went to her class, Charms, and took the seat at the back of the class so she could think among the chaos in Charms class. It seemed like she had to think a lot these days.
The day went by like she would have expected it to. During lunch, Draco and Ginny snogged. in potions, Ginny was close to being complimented by Snape. He seemed very stressed, probably because he was teaching two subjects. Ginny fainted in Herbology because she accidentally sniffed the juice of a relative of deadly nightshade. In Care of Magical Creatures, she got bitten by a baby sea serpent. Everything went fine until after school.
Ginny had finished her homework early, and decided to spy on the trio. Ever since Fred and George invented extendable ears, she had been listening to the adventures of Harry, Ron, and Hermione. That's when her crush on Harry stopped. She had heard what he really was like, and now she only considered him as a friend. Tonight, she caught them just in time to listen to the important stuff.
"Yea. So I talked to Dumbledore about why I was on the Riddle family tree. I thought he was going to say something like all wizards are related, like Sirius said. But, no, I got the real truth. It's like, too horrible for words," Harry said.
"Well, what did he say? Just say it," Hermione said.
"Ok, fine. He said that I actually was stolen and adopted by the Potters. My real father is Voldemort, and my real mother is Bellatrix Lestrange. Isn't that sad?"
"Oh my gosh, that's so horrible! I'd hate to be in your place," Ron gasped.
"So you must be the son of V-Voldemort that he was talking about," Hermione said.
"Well, yea, I'm Voldemort's son, but I have a brother who wasn't stolen and adopted. You see, the Potters were Aurors, and they only found out about Voldemort and his sons when I was born. My brother was 19, so they couldn't catch him. But since I was only a baby, they took me, and the Ministry put me up for adoption. The Potters adopted me because they had grown fond of me. And why my brother is going to take over is because he was raised by Voldemort, and also he's evil and I'm not," Harry said.
"But you are so much like James and Lily," Ron said bewildered.
"Weird coincidence, I guess. And also about the prophecy Trelawney made, she was referring to my adopted parents, just like Voldemort did when he said we had similar parents. And about Voldemort wanting to kill me, he thought that my death would be a bargain to make sure that he didn't loose his power. Yea, I know, pity me," Harry said.
"So, it's like in Star Wars," Hermione said.
"Is that one of the Muggle things that you mention so much?" Ron rolled his eyes.
"Oh, Dudley has those series of movies. I once stole them and watched them. They're really good," Harry said.
"What the hell are movies?" Ron asked.
"Ask your Dad," Hermione giggled.
Ginny put down the Extendable Ear. She had heard enough. She didn't want to hear about Muggle movies, whatever they were. And she was also late for the band. She grabbed her guitar and raced out of the dorm. She ran into the classroom where they were that morning, and Emily greeted her with a, "Where were you?".
Emily turned back to Anna and Draco and said, "Ok, now that we're all here, raise your hand if you want to sing, 'I Feel Pretty'".
Everyone raised their hands except Anna. "Aaah-" She was about to curse, but Emily gave her a look which read, "Be quiet!".
"Ok, any other suggestions? Like United States of Whatever? Or silly sing along songs? Offspring, No Doubt, anything? Songs we can write?" Emily asked.
"United States of Whatever, as long as you don't sing it!" Anna yelled.
"Ok people, how about we just play the songs we know, and then decide, you know we're wasting time here?" Ginny said.
"Let's play 'Smooth Criminal'!" Emily shouted. (AN: Smooth Criminal is played by Alien Ant Farm).
"Sure, whatever," Anna mumbled. Ginny handed Draco some sheet music, and they got into their formations and started playing.
".Annie are you ok, are you ok, are you ok Annie, Annie are you ok,." Emily sang. Draco was looking as if he was frustrated, but he was playing perfectly. ".He came through the window with the sound of a cresendo,." Emily sang.
"What about 'American Life'?" Ginny asked. (AN: American Life is played by Madonna). Anna handed Draco some more sheet music, and they started playing again.
"Do I have to change my name? Will it get me far? Should I loose some weight? Am I gonna be a star? I tried to be a boy, I tried to be a girl, I tried to be a mess." Emily sang. ".American life, I live the American dream, you are the best thing I've seen, you are not just a dream,.I'd like to express my extreme points of view, I'm not a Christian and I'm not a Jew, I'm just living out the American dream and I just realized that nothing, is what it seems,."
They played a few more songs, and Draco played all of them perfectly. It was time to go, but Ginny had a gift for Emily. "Hey, Emily, I want you to meet somebody!" Ginny called. Emily came rushing over. She was so eager for everything. She was very hyper, and she loved to sing and dance. Crazily, of course, but she could be serious if she wanted to. She had dirty blond hair that reached her shoulders, and had green eyes and freckles. She was very tall for her age.
"Yea, who?" She asked eagerly. She was beaming as she always did. She was also an American Muggle born, and Ginny wondered how she ever got into Slytherin. She was way too nice. Ginny guessed because most of her American friends were in Slytherin too, so maybe she told the Sorting Hat that she wanted to be with them.
"It's a surprise. Stay here, I'll be back in a moment," Ginny said. Anna walked out, and Draco stayed with Emily. Ginny ran to the Gryffyndor common room, and got Harry.
"Where are you taking me?" Harry asked as Ginny dragged him to Emily.
"I want you to meet someone," Ginny answered. "Here. Her name is Emily. Emily, this is Harry, as you know."
"Oh, hey Harry," Emily said.
"Uh, hi," Harry answered.
"It's so cool to meet my hero," Emily said. "Of course, I knew you all along, but it's nice that you know me now."
"Uh, Ginny, what's she talking about?" Harry asked Ginny.
"You know, I'm a Mudblood, I read your books in the Muggle world. You should know what I'm talking about, the Dursely's are Muggles," Emily said.
"Are you saying that there are books about me in the Muggle world?" Harry asked.
"Yea, of course. They're by J.K. Rowling. The one about your 5th year just came out this summer," Emily said.
"Could you maybe show these books to me, please?" Harry asked.
"Yea, sure," Emily ran off and came back a few minutes later with five books. They were ranging in thickness, with the first ones being only about 300 pages long, and the last ones being 700 or 800 pages long. They had beautiful covers, each with a drawing of Harry. Harry's name was in shiny letters that were raised.
"Wow.wow.wow,,," Harry kept on muttering as he looked through the books. "Emily, would you mind if I borrowed these books for a little while?"
"Oh, no problem," Emily answered. "I'm just surprised that you never knew about your own books. I mean, they are the world's best selling children's books, and wouldn't J.K. Rowling need your permission to write these?"
"Oh, I never go to book stores. But Hermione goes all the time. I'll ask her if she knows about these books. And nobody ever asked me for permission. So, these came out each summer after the story happened?" (AN: I'm pretending that the Harry Potter books came out each summer after Harry's school year).
"Yea. They're my favorite books. I've been reading them since I was eight," Emily said.
"But these are on sale to Muggles?" Harry asked.
"Yea, I'm a Mudblood. When me and my friends, sorry, my friends and I, got our letters, we thought that someone was just playing a prank on us. But when they started to fill up the whole house, we decided we better check it out,"
"Don't call yourself that! That's not the nicest word to call yourself,"
"Oh, I don't mind. You can insult me as much as you like and I won't mind,"
"Ok, whatever. You'll later regret beating yourself up. So, how's this band Ginny tells me about?"
"It's really great. And it gives me an excuse to sing. I'm always either hyper of depressed, just like my long lost twin, Lexie. I always sing when I'm hyper. But that's what makes everyone hate me,"
"Emily, nobody hates you! Think about that friend of yours, Gina. She thinks everyone hates her, and she's always depressed. If you think like that you will, too. Be serious!" Ginny said.
"Uh, ok, I think I'll go to bed now. I'm kind of tired. See you," Emily said. She walked out of the room. Harry decided he would go back and chat with Ron and Hermione some more, but Ginny talked to him first.
"So I hear that you have different parents than you always thought," Ginny said and smirked.
"How'd you find out about that!? I'll tell you about it privately," Harry dragged Ginny to the other side of the room, away from Draco. "You just had to blab that out with the son of an active Death Eater right next to you. Who knows what this could mean? He could somehow find out and maybe even use me!"
"Harry, he's fine. Remember the 23rd of August." Ginny said.
"We don't know him enough to trust him," Harry argued.
"Well I do,"
"Ginny, I don't want you to hang out with him anymore. Ron said he caught you kissing, and had to put a Memorecorder on you. Please, Ginny. Please,"
"No!" Ginny turned away and kissed Draco. Harry shrugged and walked back to Gryffyndor tower, leaving Romeo and Juliet to get in trouble.
Argh! I'm not getting enough reviews! I need you to review! I have the whole story planned out, and even a sequel. I need reviews, or else the rest won't come out! I know people like my friends and ILUVRONWEASLEY have reviewed, but I still need more! Tell a friend about it, I don't care. Just get me some reviews! Best wishes, (!