Chapter two
Running
Ginny was going to run away. She had had too much over the last 15 damn years. And now, while everyone was at dinner, was a great time to start.
She silently made her way down the hall to her parent's room. She walked over to their bed and took the charmed box out from under it. She could open it easily as she had her parent's blood, but anyone who didn't would be stunned and the owners (her parents) would be alerted.
She reached into the box and pulled out an envelope. Inside she knew there were the keys to all of the children's own private saving vaults. She got her key and went back to her room to hide it.
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She knew exactly what she wanted to do. First she needed to change her savings vault and put it under a new name. Then withdraw herself from Hogwarts and join as a new girl. After that she would buy all of the things she needed. Then, she would have to get a job so she could earn some income.
And she needed to change her appearance. Medium straight red hair was not what she wanted. She wanted hair like Debra Messing on the muggle comedy 'Will and Grace'. Her hair would be longer, thicker, and darker than the tomato red head she had now.
She knew when she was going to put her plan into action. The next night was ideal. She was going to drug their pumpkin juice so they would all fall asleep quicker. Then she was going to put a spell on herself (she had gotten permission for under-age wizardry from Dumbledor last year) and leave on her new (well not quite) broomstick and find the way to a Knight Bus stop.
She would go to Diagon Alley and stay with her friend from a second hand clothing store.
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The next night Ginny got on her broom and went a safe distance away from her house. The sleeping draft had worked perfectly. Some better than others. Apparently Ron had fallen asleep in his mashed potatoes.
She set herself down on the corner of Brickle and Smarn. She took out her wand and held it put straight in front of her. BANG! There, in front of her was a large, purple, double-decker bus with the words: The Knight Bus written across the side.
She boarded the bus. "'Ello Miss! Where d'you wan tago?" Stanley Shunpike, the conductor of the bus, grinned at her from under a wide brimmed, purple cap.
"The Leaky Cauldron, please."
"D'you-"
"I think I'll just stand up, thanks."
"That'll be 7 knuts miss." Said Stan, slightly disappointed by not being able to recite the hardly memorized list of prices.
Ginny walked down to the back of the bus to a well-placed holding pole and held on for dear life. There was another BANG! And Ginny jerked as the Knight Bus started rolling again.
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Ginny walked into the old pub, the Leaky Cauldron. She wasn't going to rent a room, as she knew Candy (her friend from the store) would let her share her apartment.
"Hello Miss." came a hoarse voice from behind the bar. "Would you like a drink?"
"No thanks, Tom." Ginny replied to the wizened old man and his toothless grin.
"Alright, Miss." said Tom and hobbled back over to one of his customers.
Ginny left through the back door into the old alleyway in the back. She tapped a few stones with her wand and the wall opened up to Diagon Alley. Home to the best British wizard shops in the world.
She walked down the cobbled street to an old shop. A sign dangling from the caving roof read: Witching Wears. As she walked through the dusty doorway she heard the sound of a tinkling bell.
"What do you want?" said a girl from behind the counter. Her hair was all different colors. She was chewing gum and still hadn't looked up from her magazine.
"Candy?"
"Ginny! Baby, how are you girl?" She came out from behind the counter. Her grin was wide and open, showing a pierced tongue.
"Great Candy. Well, beside the fact that I am running away."
"You finally breaking off from the 'rents? What took you so long, girl?"
"Well, finally realized I want to live on the wild side. So... I don't really have that much dough, d'you think I can bunk with you?"
"Sure. You need to get some rest. I'll be up in the morning and you can start on your plans. Just take my bed for tonight." Ginny smiled and went to Candy's upstairs apartment, right above the shop.
The apartment was small. A sink in the corner and a magi-freeze (A/N: a magical refrigerator, y'know?). A door leading off to a bathroom. Clothes on the floor that didn't fit into the closet. And a simple patchwork bed.
"And now for some sleep." said Ginny flumping on to the bed.
A/N: Hope you like. No Groovelilly here. There is more in the morning and the next chapter is coming really soon. I am one of those people who has everything already mapping itself out in their head. Thanks to the people who reviewed:
Ebony River: Thanx so much and I hope you like the next few too.
Akasha Ravensong: Thank you, I will try to update steadily.
If any of you like G/D fics or D/H fics check out my faves.
Ginny was going to run away. She had had too much over the last 15 damn years. And now, while everyone was at dinner, was a great time to start.
She silently made her way down the hall to her parent's room. She walked over to their bed and took the charmed box out from under it. She could open it easily as she had her parent's blood, but anyone who didn't would be stunned and the owners (her parents) would be alerted.
She reached into the box and pulled out an envelope. Inside she knew there were the keys to all of the children's own private saving vaults. She got her key and went back to her room to hide it.
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She knew exactly what she wanted to do. First she needed to change her savings vault and put it under a new name. Then withdraw herself from Hogwarts and join as a new girl. After that she would buy all of the things she needed. Then, she would have to get a job so she could earn some income.
And she needed to change her appearance. Medium straight red hair was not what she wanted. She wanted hair like Debra Messing on the muggle comedy 'Will and Grace'. Her hair would be longer, thicker, and darker than the tomato red head she had now.
She knew when she was going to put her plan into action. The next night was ideal. She was going to drug their pumpkin juice so they would all fall asleep quicker. Then she was going to put a spell on herself (she had gotten permission for under-age wizardry from Dumbledor last year) and leave on her new (well not quite) broomstick and find the way to a Knight Bus stop.
She would go to Diagon Alley and stay with her friend from a second hand clothing store.
***************************
The next night Ginny got on her broom and went a safe distance away from her house. The sleeping draft had worked perfectly. Some better than others. Apparently Ron had fallen asleep in his mashed potatoes.
She set herself down on the corner of Brickle and Smarn. She took out her wand and held it put straight in front of her. BANG! There, in front of her was a large, purple, double-decker bus with the words: The Knight Bus written across the side.
She boarded the bus. "'Ello Miss! Where d'you wan tago?" Stanley Shunpike, the conductor of the bus, grinned at her from under a wide brimmed, purple cap.
"The Leaky Cauldron, please."
"D'you-"
"I think I'll just stand up, thanks."
"That'll be 7 knuts miss." Said Stan, slightly disappointed by not being able to recite the hardly memorized list of prices.
Ginny walked down to the back of the bus to a well-placed holding pole and held on for dear life. There was another BANG! And Ginny jerked as the Knight Bus started rolling again.
*******************************
Ginny walked into the old pub, the Leaky Cauldron. She wasn't going to rent a room, as she knew Candy (her friend from the store) would let her share her apartment.
"Hello Miss." came a hoarse voice from behind the bar. "Would you like a drink?"
"No thanks, Tom." Ginny replied to the wizened old man and his toothless grin.
"Alright, Miss." said Tom and hobbled back over to one of his customers.
Ginny left through the back door into the old alleyway in the back. She tapped a few stones with her wand and the wall opened up to Diagon Alley. Home to the best British wizard shops in the world.
She walked down the cobbled street to an old shop. A sign dangling from the caving roof read: Witching Wears. As she walked through the dusty doorway she heard the sound of a tinkling bell.
"What do you want?" said a girl from behind the counter. Her hair was all different colors. She was chewing gum and still hadn't looked up from her magazine.
"Candy?"
"Ginny! Baby, how are you girl?" She came out from behind the counter. Her grin was wide and open, showing a pierced tongue.
"Great Candy. Well, beside the fact that I am running away."
"You finally breaking off from the 'rents? What took you so long, girl?"
"Well, finally realized I want to live on the wild side. So... I don't really have that much dough, d'you think I can bunk with you?"
"Sure. You need to get some rest. I'll be up in the morning and you can start on your plans. Just take my bed for tonight." Ginny smiled and went to Candy's upstairs apartment, right above the shop.
The apartment was small. A sink in the corner and a magi-freeze (A/N: a magical refrigerator, y'know?). A door leading off to a bathroom. Clothes on the floor that didn't fit into the closet. And a simple patchwork bed.
"And now for some sleep." said Ginny flumping on to the bed.
A/N: Hope you like. No Groovelilly here. There is more in the morning and the next chapter is coming really soon. I am one of those people who has everything already mapping itself out in their head. Thanks to the people who reviewed:
Ebony River: Thanx so much and I hope you like the next few too.
Akasha Ravensong: Thank you, I will try to update steadily.
If any of you like G/D fics or D/H fics check out my faves.