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GINNY'S REAL NAME IS GINEVRA, NOT VIGINIA AS MOST PEOPLE THOUGHT.

Disclaimer: All the Harry Potter characters belong to ever so talented JK Rowling. Nothing in this story is mine except the plot and the new characters. Also if you happen to identify something from movies, songs, and books whatever it also isn't mine. I find inspiration and helpful tips everywhere.

Note: This is a Draco/Ginny fic, just so you know beforehand. The story takes place during Ginny's 7th year.

MOGUELEN

Chapter 1

Desperate Need of Change

"Ginny dear wake up" a kind voice said in the darkness.

"Wha...no mom leave me alone" the sleepy red head said while turning over in her bed.

"Ginevra Anne Weasley get out of bed this instant, you've been moping for two weeks now and you won't even tell us what's wrong." Molly Weasley said this time in a much harsher tone.

"Yeah, like you would understand" Ginny mumbled.

"What did you say?" her mother asked her.

"Nothing Mum, I'll be up in a minute" Ginny replied.

The truth was really, that Ginny wasn't fine. The death of her brother Charlie 6 months before the defeat of Voldemort had her still very depressed and shaken up. She couldn't believe that she had lost her favorite brother for good and that he was never coming back, he was always the one to read her stories when she was scared or comforted her when the twins pulled a prank on her. When he had left for Hogwarts she was very young and didn't take it very well. Even when he was at Hogwarts, Charlie always managed to make her smile with his letters and small gifts like candy bars and such, when he came home she felt like a new person again. With time Ginny had grown and gained more independence but she still considered her brother Charlie her best friend. She used to tell him everything from homework stress to love woes and homesickness; he was really the only on that really knew how much the incident in the Chamber of secrets had affected her.

But now he was gone and all because of Voldemort, the same person that made her life hell for many years still tormented her after dead. The war had been terrible; many of the people she loved and knew died others were tortured 'till madness, others just vanished. Classmates she knew like Colin and Dennis Creevy, Dean Thomas and Kathy Davies had perished in the hands of Death Eaters among others. Also many where arrested and killed by the light side I n battle for being involved with the Dark Lord but most of that wasn't a surprise; Pansy Parkinson, Crabbe, Goyle and surprisingly so Michael Corner, others were sent to Azkaban to fulfill a life. There were others as well who helped inmensely with the resistance supporting the light side, mostly Gryffindors and Ravenclaws but some Slytherins joined the cause too like Theodore Nott, son of convicted Death Eater.

Now Ginny faced her final year almost alone, true the defeat of Voldemort had brought her great happiness but it also gave her time to realize everything that had been lost.

Trying to get rid of such thoughts, Ginny got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower; 15 minutes later she was getting dressed in a pair of worn jeans and a white T-shirt, she brushed her hair and tied it in a pony tail and finally she went down stairs for breakfast.

In the kitchen the Weasley family was having breakfast; Ron was sitting next to Hermione his long time girlfriend who was staying for the summer, there was also the one and only Harry Potter and the twins, Fred and George. As she walked into the kitchen everyone said hi and continued eating and talking, the usual frenzy that used to hang about the kitchen was almost gone, except with the occasional prank from Fred and George that always managed to lighten up the environment for a while at least. In Ginny's 4th year, the twins dropped out of Hogwarts to start their own joke shop, Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. They had done quite well but had to shut the store down during the war. They helped the Light side developing new ways to fight; fortunately they were now on their way to open their second store in Hogsmeade plus the one they already had in Diagon Alley.

Ginny sat in silence eating her breakfast while Mrs. Weasley was lecturing the twins for turning Ron's hair purple when an owl entered the kitchen. It was a regal looking eagle owl that was carrying a letter written in a yellowy parchment, it flew a few times around the kitchen before dropping the letter on Ginny's plate. At first she was surprised because she never got mail; she didn't have any real friends so she assumed that the owl had made a mistake until she noticed the Hogwarts crest in the letter.

"Hey, isn't it a bit early for you to be getting your Hogwarts letter", Ron said while he took the letter from her.

"Ron that's mine!" Ginny said as she tried to get her letter back but since Ron was much taller than her, she was finding the task a bit difficult to say the least.

Mean while Ron had already opened the letter and was reading it, the rest of the people on the table were watching Ginny fight to get her letter back and did nothing about it until Mrs. Weasley came in the kitchen.

"What's going on here?" Mrs. Weasley said in an angry tone.

"Mum, Ron is being a prick, he stole my letter", Ginny said.

"Ginny don't insult your brother. Ron give Ginny her letter back." Mrs. Weasley said with a severe tone that would make even Voldemort cower under.

But Ron had already finished reading the letter and he was gapping at Ginny with his mouth open. He looked as if someone had told him that Snape had started dressing in women's clothes and asked to be called Babette.

"Wha... this can't be right..." he said looking now at Ginny and handing over the letter to her.

Everyone in the room started asking Ginny questions but she ignored all of them and proceeded to finally read her letter.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Dear Miss Weasley:

We are pleased to inform you that you have been selected to participate in our International Student Exchange program with South American Wizarding schools due to your outstanding academic performance and athletic talent. We believe this to be a remarkable learning experience for you and also a chance to get to know a different culture. Should you choose to go, you will be staying for the whole school year with a host family and go to class as regularly. The school will provide all expenses of transportation and lodging along with spending money for your school supplies and others. The program gives you the chance to choose which country you wish to go among the following: Argentina, Chile, Venezuela, Uruguay, Brazil, Peru and Ecuador.

Please return the permission slip with your chosen country before July 25th.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall, Headmistress

P.S. Further information concerning you trip will be owled as soon as we receive your confirmation.

Ginny couldn't believe what was written; she read the letter 10 times before her mind could process what it said. She sure wasn't expecting that, all her life she had been hiding in the shadows of her brothers just as Ron had been before he became famous for the being the Boy-Who-Lived's sidekick. Never had she been given something new or even recognition, sure she was the only female Weasley but that didn't mean much compared to her brothers. She was a prefect and did remarkably well in school, even better than Percy had but nobody had paid attention to her.

As she stared in disbelief at her mother who already knew what it was about from Ron who had told her and everyone present while she was still dazed by the shock of it. They were all speechless, nobody moved until the clock signaled that Arthur was on his way home. Mr. Weasley had been chosen to take the position of Minister of Magic after the war but he had declined for he loved his job too much to leave it. However, he was still given a juicy raise so they had given the job to Amos Diggory. The Ministry was still a mess with Death Eaters running around. They really weren't dangerous for they were nut cases fit to be in St. Mugo's who simply caused trouble shooting hexes like 'Tarantallegra' and 'Rictusempra' but nothing more than that. So lately Mr. Weasley would work over time helping the other departments.

With a 'pop' Mr. Weasley apparated right into the kitchen witnessing the scene before him.

"Molly what's going on, why is everyone starring at Ginny like that?" he asked. This seemed to bring everyone out of their trances.

"Arthur dear, well you see Ginny received a letter from Hogwarts telling her that she had been chosen to go to South America in an exchange program", Mrs. Weasley said to her husband in a trembling voice.

"Really? Well congratulations pumpkin, what country are you going, when are you leaving?" Mr. Weasley asked Ginny carelessly while she just stared at him.

"Arthur don't you think we should talk about this first. She's just 16, are you sure that it is safe to send her all by herself for a whole year?" Mrs. Weasley said in an irritated tone of voice.

At this Ginny spoke up "Mum I'm going to turn 17 in a week, I'm not a child anymore!"

"But sweetheart you're my child, my baby girl, I can't let you leave us just like that!" Mrs. Weasley said in between sobs.

"Aw, come on Molly. Ginny's old enough to go; besides I think it will be a great experience though I'm not sure if we can afford it." Mr. Weasley said afterwards.

"Dad don't worry the school will pay for everything, they're even going to give me spending money", Ginny said in a cheerful tone.

"Well, isn't that great? So pumpkin where is it that you want to go?" Mr. Weasley asked.

"Mmm, I'm not sure but..." Ginny began but was interrupted by Ron's sudden outburst.

"Wait Dad, you're seriously not going to let her go are you?" he said, his ears turning red.

"Why of course, why wouldn't I?"

"She's too young and can't take care of herself. Besides, why would they choose her? Don't you think that maybe they made a mistake and send the letter to someone else?" Ron said, now his entire face was red.

"Ron, why don't you sit down?" Hermione said trying to stop Ron from making any more hurtful comments.

"Ronald Weasley! Don't say that about your sister", Mrs. Weasley shouted in anger.

Ginny boiled with anger. Years of repressed deception fought to get out until finally she snapped.

"No Mom, let him talk. What Ron, afraid your little sister will steal your spotlight? Don't worry, I promise I won't get in your way any more." Ginny spat with ferocious anger leaving everyone wordless. "For I'm going on this trip whether you like it or not. Right Dad?"

"Em, sure sweetie. I really think it's a great learning possibility", Mr. Weasley said after a while.

"Mum?" Ginny asked her mother with a sweet tone that usually got ever everything.

"I... I don't see why not? If it is so important to you, of course you can go." Mrs. Weasley replied.

"Oh, thanx Mum, Dad" Ginny said as she embraced her mother and then her father. "You sure won't regret this."

"But..." Ron begun but was silenced once again by Hermionie.

"Shut up Ron, you've said enough already", she hissed in his ear. He immediately sat down and begun playing with his eggs with his head down.

"Ginny, congratulations! Oh my God this is so exiting, I'm really jealous" Hermione begun rambling. "Where are you going to go? There's so many great Wizarding schools in South America and you're gonna get to meet new people. This is great isn't it?"

"Yeah I guess so"; Ginny said a bit put down.

"So where are you going to go?" Harry suddenly asked.

Ginny looked at him, his yet black hair was still as messy as always, his emerald green eyes still held that sparkle; he was still just as handsome as ever maybe even more so. Ginny however was no longer affected by this, she had grown out of her schoolgirl crush in her forth year when she started dating Michael Corner.

"I don't know... What do you think Hermione?" Ginny said looking away from Harry back to Hermione.

"Well, I have some books about other Wizarding schools; they should help you make your decision. I mean you want to go to the best school right? That's the most important thing." Hermione said in a boring tone, the same one she used whenever books were involved.

"The hell with books 'Mione, Ginny should go to whatever place is more fun." Harry said.

"Harry, can't you see this is a big deal. Is having fun all you think about?" Hermione said getting exasperated.

"Well yeah", he said.

"God you are both so immature, you're 18 for crying out loud!" she said.

"Hey what did I do?" Ron said now looking up from his plate.

Ginny got up from the table leaving the Dream Team arguing in the kitchen. She reached her room and looked at herself in the full-length mirror. She had grown in those last years; she wasn't a little skinny girl anymore, but a very beautiful young woman, even though she did not see it. Her long, sleek hair reached her lower back and was a fiery red color, just like all her brother's only hers was a bit darker. Her eyes were brown like liquid chocolate that could mesmerize anyone who looked at them; she had fair, pale skin that was almost perfect, sprinkled with a few freckles across the bridge of her nose. She was thin but with new found curves in all the right places that where always hid by her baggy clothes and hand me down robes. Like many girls she couldn't get past her flaws and thought of herself as the ugliest person in the world, and she was sick of it.

She looked once again at her reflection and decided that the person stating back wasn't her, she didn't know who she was but she was going to find out and this trip was the perfect chance for her to do so.

Author's Note: Yay! Finally done. More coming soon don't worry. Hope you like it; I'm still trying to figure out a few details though.

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Next chapter: Find out where Ginny decides to go and what will she encounter on her first day in a completely different country. What happened to Draco? Find out soon.