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It had been five years since Ginny had last seen any of her family members or anyone magic related. She read about them, oh yes, but she hadn't wanted to see them at all. Ginny got the Daily Prophet delivered to her and Harry and the gang were on every page at the defeat of the Dark Lord. Ginny was glad she missed it. She loved her peaceful cottage just on the outskirts of New Orleans, LA. She thought it was perfect for her. She even was writing a book. She was writing a 'fantasy' book about her experience in the Chamber of Secrets for muggles. She knew it would be a big seller. Muggles just loved anything with a fantasy theme; she figured this out in her years living as one.
Ginny had officially turned in her wand and robes for America after she graduated. She never actually got rid of her wand but it was well hidden in a small, locked cedar box that she kept in the drawer of her nightstand. She kept the key on a chain around her neck at all times. Ginny had a new life now and as much as she sometimes missed her family she knew she was better off. She was worried about them during the war and relied on the Prophet to keep her posted and it never failed. The posted the obituaries every day and never was any of her family on it. Ginny was saddened mostly to hear that Hermione did not make it, although she died to make a successful diversion and Harry finished Voldemort off. Ginny noted that every day there were people she knew that were dying. She read the Prophet every day from cover to cover to find everything out that she could. She found out that Neville died. Parvati and Padma Patil, Dean Thomas, and uncountable others had died. None of this really struck Ginny as strange but one day she picked up the Prophet and she stared open- mouthed at the biggest story. It read:
DEATH EATER'S SON IS CAUSE FOR VICTORY
Ginny read the story with interest. It said that Draco Malfoy had suddenly turned on his father, Lucius Malfoy, Voldemort's number one follower and began to fight along side of Dumbledore and Harry Potter. It also said that he has been granted the family fortune and he gave a large portion of it to the Weasley's, her family, and anyone else he could. When asked why he simply responded by saying 'I don't want the money that my scum of a father stole from innocent people.' He then proceeded to give the reporter a large amount of galleons. It continued on the next page to say that Draco went to Dumbledore before the war started and was a spy for them through the whole war. Harry Potter told us that he did not think they would have won without him and the two plan to work together for the ministry as aurors. Ron Weasley, a close friend of Mr. Potter's is currently taking over his father's job as head of the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts department as Weasley Sr. was voted for minister of magic. On his first day as minister, he awarded the young Mr. Malfoy an award in the Order of Merlin, First Class. His second action as minister was to appoint the well-known Albus Dumbledore as his head advisor who would then be assisted by Mr. Weasley's son, Percy. Albus Dumbledore's position of headmaster will be filled by Minerva Mcgonnogal
Ginny couldn't get over the idea of a Malfoy helping the cause. She thought she was going to burst out in laughter. She instead set the paper on her table and sat down at her typewriter. She wanted to try to write some more before bed, she had to get up early for work tomorrow. She could think about the article later.
INTO THE CHAMBER
By Ginevra Weasley
Chapter 1- A beginning
Granted Ginny knew that she wasn't far, having only one chapter done but these things took time. Ginny knew she would have to read what she had already written so she could get back where she left off and she knew she would have to relive her experiences many times to write this book with the proper feeling. Ginny took a deep breath and began to relive her life from the first moment she saw the cause of all her old teenage problems, back to Ron's first day of school.
I walked with my mum silently as we neared the train station with Ron, the twins, and Percy. We had to see them off properly to school. They were going for their first day at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Mum was yelling out a checklist as we hurried off to catch the train. We were running late and mum had to keep yelling at the twins, Fred and George, to stop trying to play pranks on the muggles. Muggles, that is a funny word now that I think about it. I wonder who came up with it? Well, anyway, a muggle is a person without an ounce of magic in them. I remember my mum telling the boys to hurry up. She was complaining about how the train station is always so packed with muggles. Just then the most gorgeous black-haired boy walked up to my mum, he was going to be in Ron's year but he didn't know how to get onto the platform. My mum just looked at him and he turned his head to give Ron a smile. I saw a small lightning bolt-shaped scar on his forehead. In that instant, I knew that I was in love. I was in love before I even learned his name too, before I saw the scar, before he told us that his name was Harry Potter.
Ginny had previously left off here. She picked up where she left off.
Harry Potter was legendary in the wizarding world. He was the one who, as just a baby, defeated the feared Lord Voldemort. Wizards and witches didn't even dare say his name. He was legendary and he didn't even know it. He never knew that he was even a wizard until just lately. My mum decided then to take him under her wing. She explained to Harry that in order to get onto the platform you just walked into the wall between platforms nine and ten. That would take you to platform 9 ¾, the Hogwarts Express. We saw off the boys and I cried on the way home because now I would have no one to play with all summer as my last brother was now gone. I had two older brothers who were out of school. Bill worked in Egypt with Gringotts, the wizarding bank, and Charlie worked in Romania with dragons. That summer I wrote many letters that would never be sent to Harry Potter. I would sometimes send Ron a letter and casually ask him to say hi to Harry for me.
That year went by slowly for me. I couldn't wait to go to Hogwarts and see my loved one again. I was ecstatic when we went to the train station to greet the boys. I gave Ron a hug and gave Harry a shy hello and cursed myself for blushing when he said hello back. Harry walked over to some horrid looking people far away from all the commotion. I suspected that they were the people that Ron mentioned that he stayed with, the Dursley's. I noticed that my dad was trying to start a conversation with them and they acted extremely rudely and ignored him. He looked a bit flustered when the large man yelled at him to leave. We all said goodbye and I prepared for more time without my darling Harry.
Ginny decided to leave her story here for the night, it was late and she had laundry to do and work in the morning. Ginny went into her bedroom and her bathroom and picked up all her dirty clothes. She threw them in a pile in the middle of the hallway, by her washer and dryer and proceeded to sort the colors. After she was done with the laundry, Ginny walked into her bedroom. She pulled down her satin sheets and sighed as she discarded her clothes into the hamper. She slipped into a thin nightgown and curled up in bed. She reached over to turn her light off but decided against it and grabbed her favorite book instead. Ginny read with fascination as she got lost in the adventure of a thing called a hobbit in Middle Earth. Ginny's favorite book was 'The Hobbit' by J.R.R. Tolkien. She loved the book and read it over and over. It showed too, the edges were worn and the spine was bent in many places from being constantly read. Ginny read until she was so tired the words would get blurred and she had to rub them to see straight. Ginny set the book back down on it's place on her nightstand and switched her light off. She fell asleep with unusual dreams. Dreams that would give her a glimpse into her future.
A/N: Alright, it took me quite a while to get this one out, mainly because I didn't know what I wanted to happen but I think I have a good plot figured out for it. I hope you like it. Read and Review please, leave anything but if you must leave a flamer at least tell me what is wrong because being the sixteen years old that I am I don't appreciate it when I am insulted by people who tell me that I am nothing more that a perverted twelve year old. I don't appreciate people who flame me, telling me that my story sucked and not telling me why they thought so. To everyone who left me good reviews and told me to forget that person I'm glad you did so because it helped me want to update this story. I'm not giving up on it, don't worry, my updates may just be slow because I am working on my main story, That's No Weasley. Thank you, please review!
It had been five years since Ginny had last seen any of her family members or anyone magic related. She read about them, oh yes, but she hadn't wanted to see them at all. Ginny got the Daily Prophet delivered to her and Harry and the gang were on every page at the defeat of the Dark Lord. Ginny was glad she missed it. She loved her peaceful cottage just on the outskirts of New Orleans, LA. She thought it was perfect for her. She even was writing a book. She was writing a 'fantasy' book about her experience in the Chamber of Secrets for muggles. She knew it would be a big seller. Muggles just loved anything with a fantasy theme; she figured this out in her years living as one.
Ginny had officially turned in her wand and robes for America after she graduated. She never actually got rid of her wand but it was well hidden in a small, locked cedar box that she kept in the drawer of her nightstand. She kept the key on a chain around her neck at all times. Ginny had a new life now and as much as she sometimes missed her family she knew she was better off. She was worried about them during the war and relied on the Prophet to keep her posted and it never failed. The posted the obituaries every day and never was any of her family on it. Ginny was saddened mostly to hear that Hermione did not make it, although she died to make a successful diversion and Harry finished Voldemort off. Ginny noted that every day there were people she knew that were dying. She read the Prophet every day from cover to cover to find everything out that she could. She found out that Neville died. Parvati and Padma Patil, Dean Thomas, and uncountable others had died. None of this really struck Ginny as strange but one day she picked up the Prophet and she stared open- mouthed at the biggest story. It read:
DEATH EATER'S SON IS CAUSE FOR VICTORY
Ginny read the story with interest. It said that Draco Malfoy had suddenly turned on his father, Lucius Malfoy, Voldemort's number one follower and began to fight along side of Dumbledore and Harry Potter. It also said that he has been granted the family fortune and he gave a large portion of it to the Weasley's, her family, and anyone else he could. When asked why he simply responded by saying 'I don't want the money that my scum of a father stole from innocent people.' He then proceeded to give the reporter a large amount of galleons. It continued on the next page to say that Draco went to Dumbledore before the war started and was a spy for them through the whole war. Harry Potter told us that he did not think they would have won without him and the two plan to work together for the ministry as aurors. Ron Weasley, a close friend of Mr. Potter's is currently taking over his father's job as head of the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts department as Weasley Sr. was voted for minister of magic. On his first day as minister, he awarded the young Mr. Malfoy an award in the Order of Merlin, First Class. His second action as minister was to appoint the well-known Albus Dumbledore as his head advisor who would then be assisted by Mr. Weasley's son, Percy. Albus Dumbledore's position of headmaster will be filled by Minerva Mcgonnogal
Ginny couldn't get over the idea of a Malfoy helping the cause. She thought she was going to burst out in laughter. She instead set the paper on her table and sat down at her typewriter. She wanted to try to write some more before bed, she had to get up early for work tomorrow. She could think about the article later.
INTO THE CHAMBER
By Ginevra Weasley
Chapter 1- A beginning
Granted Ginny knew that she wasn't far, having only one chapter done but these things took time. Ginny knew she would have to read what she had already written so she could get back where she left off and she knew she would have to relive her experiences many times to write this book with the proper feeling. Ginny took a deep breath and began to relive her life from the first moment she saw the cause of all her old teenage problems, back to Ron's first day of school.
I walked with my mum silently as we neared the train station with Ron, the twins, and Percy. We had to see them off properly to school. They were going for their first day at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Mum was yelling out a checklist as we hurried off to catch the train. We were running late and mum had to keep yelling at the twins, Fred and George, to stop trying to play pranks on the muggles. Muggles, that is a funny word now that I think about it. I wonder who came up with it? Well, anyway, a muggle is a person without an ounce of magic in them. I remember my mum telling the boys to hurry up. She was complaining about how the train station is always so packed with muggles. Just then the most gorgeous black-haired boy walked up to my mum, he was going to be in Ron's year but he didn't know how to get onto the platform. My mum just looked at him and he turned his head to give Ron a smile. I saw a small lightning bolt-shaped scar on his forehead. In that instant, I knew that I was in love. I was in love before I even learned his name too, before I saw the scar, before he told us that his name was Harry Potter.
Ginny had previously left off here. She picked up where she left off.
Harry Potter was legendary in the wizarding world. He was the one who, as just a baby, defeated the feared Lord Voldemort. Wizards and witches didn't even dare say his name. He was legendary and he didn't even know it. He never knew that he was even a wizard until just lately. My mum decided then to take him under her wing. She explained to Harry that in order to get onto the platform you just walked into the wall between platforms nine and ten. That would take you to platform 9 ¾, the Hogwarts Express. We saw off the boys and I cried on the way home because now I would have no one to play with all summer as my last brother was now gone. I had two older brothers who were out of school. Bill worked in Egypt with Gringotts, the wizarding bank, and Charlie worked in Romania with dragons. That summer I wrote many letters that would never be sent to Harry Potter. I would sometimes send Ron a letter and casually ask him to say hi to Harry for me.
That year went by slowly for me. I couldn't wait to go to Hogwarts and see my loved one again. I was ecstatic when we went to the train station to greet the boys. I gave Ron a hug and gave Harry a shy hello and cursed myself for blushing when he said hello back. Harry walked over to some horrid looking people far away from all the commotion. I suspected that they were the people that Ron mentioned that he stayed with, the Dursley's. I noticed that my dad was trying to start a conversation with them and they acted extremely rudely and ignored him. He looked a bit flustered when the large man yelled at him to leave. We all said goodbye and I prepared for more time without my darling Harry.
Ginny decided to leave her story here for the night, it was late and she had laundry to do and work in the morning. Ginny went into her bedroom and her bathroom and picked up all her dirty clothes. She threw them in a pile in the middle of the hallway, by her washer and dryer and proceeded to sort the colors. After she was done with the laundry, Ginny walked into her bedroom. She pulled down her satin sheets and sighed as she discarded her clothes into the hamper. She slipped into a thin nightgown and curled up in bed. She reached over to turn her light off but decided against it and grabbed her favorite book instead. Ginny read with fascination as she got lost in the adventure of a thing called a hobbit in Middle Earth. Ginny's favorite book was 'The Hobbit' by J.R.R. Tolkien. She loved the book and read it over and over. It showed too, the edges were worn and the spine was bent in many places from being constantly read. Ginny read until she was so tired the words would get blurred and she had to rub them to see straight. Ginny set the book back down on it's place on her nightstand and switched her light off. She fell asleep with unusual dreams. Dreams that would give her a glimpse into her future.
A/N: Alright, it took me quite a while to get this one out, mainly because I didn't know what I wanted to happen but I think I have a good plot figured out for it. I hope you like it. Read and Review please, leave anything but if you must leave a flamer at least tell me what is wrong because being the sixteen years old that I am I don't appreciate it when I am insulted by people who tell me that I am nothing more that a perverted twelve year old. I don't appreciate people who flame me, telling me that my story sucked and not telling me why they thought so. To everyone who left me good reviews and told me to forget that person I'm glad you did so because it helped me want to update this story. I'm not giving up on it, don't worry, my updates may just be slow because I am working on my main story, That's No Weasley. Thank you, please review!