Red on my hair
and white on my skin
a layer of freckles
and shabby old robes

I am younger
wish to be older
more mature
and a teeny bit bolder

Egypts much to far away
and dragons fiery as my hair
Practical jokes is beneath my level
spiders don't give me a scare
and offices just aren't for me

Who am I?
Really, can't you see
I go by the name
Ginny Weasley