A/N: Hello everyone. Guess what! I'm updating... I know it's a once in a
life time thing but I have a new chapter for your minds to digest. I don't
know how long it'll be till I send the next one out but TO ALL MY REPEAT
READING OFFENDORS: I love you like little old ladies need Depends!! And I'm
sorry I know I'm already up to 9 chapters and I haven't even made it past
Halloween, but I think you may forgive me when you read this chapter.
Disclaimer: I OWN THE WORLD!!! But I don't own J.K. Rowling's story, so I'm dealing with that set back.
Chapter 9
Draco awoke the next morning refreshed and ready for the Hogsmeade trip. He still had to buy a costume for the Halloween Ball. He got out of bed slowly relishing in the sore feeling he got as he stretched. Draco made his way to the bathroom, anxious for a steaming hot shower.
Jordan woke up everyone in the 6th year Girls' Dorms, everyone but Ginny. As the last girl left Jordan crept up beside Ginny's bed, a wicked grin plastered on his face. Gently shaking her limp form, he whispered in a sing song voice "Wakky wakky eggs and baccy." When she didn't so much as flutter he pulled a bull horn out of his pocket and plugged his ears. Placing one finger on the trigger he let out a blast that would have moved a mountain, but Ginny just rolled over and stuck a pillow over her head. Walking to the bathroom he grabbed a glass and filled it with water; he then placed a cooling charm on it to make it almost ice cold. Pulling back the covers on Ginny's bed he unceremoniously dumped the contents on her.
Ginny shrieked, rolled and toppled out of the bed to lie in a heap on the floor. "WHAT THE BLOODY FUCK IS GOING ON?!"
Jordan was rolling with laughter. Ginny drop kicked him, landing him on the floor right beside her. Still chortling, he looked up and a drenched redhead who was thoroughly brassed. "Well good morning, Sunshine." He smiled.
Ginny just grumbled and walked into the bathroom before she killed her best friend: in need of a hot shower.
Draco stepped out of the shower and into his room. Dropping his towel to the floor he preformed a drying spell and pulled on a pair of boxers that said 'Delicate Equipment'. Going through his closet Draco pulled out a pair of black baggy pants with a spiked skull buckled belt and an emerald green tee shirt that read 'Atheism is a Non-Prophet Organization' in silver that clung loosely to his abdomen. Pulling his hair into a high ponytail it still reached the middle of his back. Draco grabbed his wallet and made his way down to the Great Hall for breakfast.
Walking out of the bathroom Ginny went straight to her wardrobe. She didn't see anything she wanted to wear. Clutching the towel closely incase it decided to fall she walk to the door and yelled, "Jordan get your ass up here.... Please!" She closed the door and walked back over to the wardrobe and pulled out a matching set of scarlet bloomers. She finished clipping the front snap when she heard a knock. "If it's Jordan you'd better get in here."
At this the door opened and the brunette wearing baggy jeans and a shirt that read 'I am a dragon handler. If you see me running, try to keep up.' walked in. "You rang?" he said in a very Lurch-ish voice.
"Oh a comedian today are you? Well than Mr. Hilarity do tell me what you think will be the best clown outfit I could wear today... you see I'm going to Hogsmeade to discuss an urgent ordeal with the Minister of the Mimes, and I do want to look smashing." She huffed still in only her knickers.
Jordan just smiled. "As you wish." He looked into the open wardrobe. He grabbed out a pair of tight low rider jean extra flares and a black shirt with long bell sleeves, that exposed her mid drift, with writing on it that stated in white, 'My Aunts and Grandparents used to come to me at weddings, pinch my cheek and cry "You're next! You're next!" Well they cut that shit out when I started doing it to them at funerals.' He threw the clothes at her and said "There. Now get dressed. I'll see you at breakfast; don't forget the box."
When Jordan had closed the door Ginny jumped off of her bed and quickly threw the clothes on , did a drying spell on her hair and a simple makeup spell on her face, and leaving her hair down around her waist, she checked the mirror liking what she saw. She grabbed her purse and rushed down the stairs, out the portrait, and through the secret passages her brothers had taught her, determined to get to the Great Hall before Jordan.
Hauling ass out from behind a tapestry she ran head on into a few strong chest, knocking her clean on her ass. "OOF. Sorry- Oh it's just you." She looked up from her position on the ground to see Malfoy looking down. "Look sorry I ran into you, but I've got to go."
From somewhere behind her she heard Jordan, "So you were trying to beat me to Breakfast again."
Ginny sighed and turned. "Busted."
"Hang on, Weasley just shot out of the wall like a bat out of Hell just to beat you to the Great Hall?" Draco spoke. 'A very sexy bat at that.' 'Oh shut up Dr. Seuss!'
"I'm not talking to someone that doesn't even know my first name." Ginny shot.
Draco was taken aback. "I do so. You're name is Virginia." Draco smirked at his own knowledge.
"Wrong." Jordan piped. He and Ginny left heading in the direction of the Great Hall.
"Honestly," she said loud enough for Draco to hear. "Who would want the word 'Virgin' in their name?"
Draco stepped out in to the cool September air. Walking out of Honeydukes, he headed to a little known part of Hogsmeade that held a shop calls 'Hallow's Evening Apparel' Draco walked in. Browsing through the selection of dress robs. He came upon a pair of deepest black velvet dress robes complete with lengthy hooded cape. He lifted the outfit from the hook and walked to the cashier. A small redhead stood behind the counter. In Draco's opinion she was 'cute'. 'But not Ginny.' The little voice drawled. 'I don't know what you mean.' 'Oh don't tell me you didn't feel what's the word? Hunger, when she told you off for not knowing her name.' 'That wasn't hunger it was... it was...' 'Ha it was love... no one has ever made you stutter.'
"Um, Sir?" The young woman said, blushing slightly. "Sir!" Draco looked up. "She must really be something else." She sighed.
"What are you talking about?"
"The girl you're thinking about. She must be really special." The girl smiled.
"I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about." Draco sneered.
"Slightly hurt the girl looked back at the register. "You're total comes to 80 galleons and 6 sickles and a knut.
Draco handed the clerk 81 galleons and left without his change. 'The nerve of that girl, thinking she could butt in on my thoughts. She has no idea what I was thinking about.' 'Oh? But then why was she right?'
Ginny and Jordan sat in the back of a little Café in Hogsmeade. 'The Black Diamond' isn't well known, most of its occupants sat drinking coffee and smoking various brands of cigarettes. Ginny wasn't the smoking type but the soft smell of cherry tobacco that issued from a nearby wizard's pipe made Ginny feel nostalgic.
"Come on Gin, let's see the bo-ox!" Jordan whined.
'Alright, alright!" Ginny sighed. She took the box from the pocket of her robes. It wasn't very big. It looked to be the size of a small jewelry box and fit perfectly in her hand. A lock on the box had an inscription just above it reading 'YE KEH TSIDO OLB'. "What the hell does that mean?" Ginny asked pointing above the lock.
Draco walked into his favorite Café. The moment he walked in he was hit with the pleasant aroma of cherry tobacco. He spied a redhead sitting in the corner with that guy he'd seen her with. 'Is that a twinge of jealousy I recognize?' That damned voice sang. He snuck up behind them not letting his presence known. Looking down he saw a box. It had something carved in the surface. Scanning his memory for every language he'd ever known he fell on one. Leonardo da Vinci's mirror writing. Reading backward he smirked.
"I doesn't look like any language I've ever seen." Jordan admonished.
"That's because it's written backwards." A voice drawled behind Ginny.
She looked down, he was right? "Blood is the key." Ginny whispered. She took out her wand and muttered "Raziros." And tapped her index finger. It began to bleed and she placed it on the lock. To her surprise the lock gave a loud click and the box opened.
Draco took a seat unnoticed.
On the top was a note. Ginny opened the note to read:
Dear Ginny,
Happy 16th Birthday! You're father and I are so proud of you. You're a beautiful young woman. In this box are 10 invitations that you must give out; 2 to total strangers, 2 to distant friends, 2 to close compadres, 2 to people you love, and 2 to your enemies. The rest of the invitations have been sent but these must come directly from you. No Excuses!
With all the love a parent can give,
Mum and Dad
Under the note were 10 envelopes, all scarlet with golden writing. Handing one of them to Jordan Ginny said, "Might as well give you this since you're already sitting here."
"Don't I get one?" Draco smirked.
"No why would you?" Ginny asked disgusted.
"Well the letter says no excuses at the bottom and if I'm not mistaken I'm an enemy, one of your worst I might add." Draco smiled deviously.
"Oh and what's stopping me from just giving this one to Potter and the other one to Pansy?" Ginny said painfully low and controlled.
"Well one, you're already giving one to Potter, as a quote, unquote 'Loved One'. And you might very well invite Pansy but you don't hate her enough to be her enemy."
"You know a lot for someone that doesn't think." Ginny glared. "But since it's your death wish, here." She flicked an envelope across the table where it landed neatly in front of Draco. "But remember, it's not my fault or my problem if you get what's coming to you."
"Later, Kitten." Draco pocketed the invitation and left.
"What a Pillock!" As soon as he was out of sight Ginny noticed Jordan poking her arm, which was beginning to get a little sore. "Ouch, hey how long have you been jabbing me like that?" She cried.
"About 2 minutes now. You might want to read this." He handed her the invitation. It read:
Ginevra Weasley
Born: September 27th You are cordially invited to the Roast and Toast Prank Fest of the Birthday
Girl Herself.
Roast Date: December 12th
This is a Birthday Celebration so please remember to wear something you
will not mind getting blown up in.
You will receive a portkey to the Celebration Location upon arrival at
Platform 9 3/4 that will activate itself at 10:00 am the morning of the
Party.
Please keep this invitation as it is the only means of receiving a portkey.
"What does it mean by 'Roast and Toast'?" Ginny asked Jordan.
"It means people stand on stage and make fun of you because they love you. But you've got to be really open minded, they say some pretty hard stuff."
"Oh what would they say? I'm perfect!"
"But Gin-"
"I'm perfect." She said pretending to be angry. Jordan just sighed in defeat.
Ginny and Jordan entered Weasley Wizard Wheezes. Her face brightened up at seeing her brother, Fred, standing behind the counter grinning madly. "Oi Gin, go back into the store room. George has a few things that belong to you." She nodded. "Oh and I hope you still love surprises."
Ginny cocked an eyebrow, but continued into the store room. As she rounded the corner into the room she squealed. George sat on top of a very large wrapped gift that took up almost half of the room, holding a small package in his hand. She ran to George and gave him a look asking if that's what she thought it was. He nodded and handed her the parcel in his hand. He then proceeded to just off of the gift and received a hug from his grateful little sister.
"But wait, what's this?" Ginny asked looking in awe at the large object in front of her.
"You'll just have to open it won't you?"
Ginny began to peel back the wrapping paper to find a box. She opened the box, which was not easy, to find wrapping paper, opening that to find a box, then wrapping paper, then a box, and then wrapping paper again. "GEORGE!!! How long am I going to be doing this?" Ginny whined.
"Honestly woman you're smart and a witch. One would think you'd have used magic by now!" George chuckled.
Ginny mumbled something about men and with a flick of her wand all of the wrapping and packaging disappeared. Standing before them was a clothes line filled with clothes. Pants, shirts, bathing suites, and at the very end was a medium cedar chest to put it all in. A tear rolled down Ginny's cheek as she turned to hug her brother again. "Thank you George!" she whispered. She magicked the clothes into the chest and shrank in to fit in her pocket. All three of them walked into the front of the store where she hugged Fred.
Fred looked glad to see her smile. "There's just one more thing. We've been hearing you're having a bit of trouble with a certain Slytherin King. So the last thing we have for you is this." He held out a bag that appeared empty. "They're invisible so he won't see you coming, but drop one of these in Malfoy's drink and watch what happens."
"What is it?" Jordan asked
"You'll see." George grinned. "It hasn't been released to the general public yet but it's completely safe."
"I love you guys! You're the best brothers a girl could ask for." Ginny smiled.
As Jordan and Ginny walked out of her brothers' store Ginny was surprised to see Harry waiting for her across the street. She turned to walk the other way when she felt a hand around her wrist. She turned to see to green eyes pleading with her to stop. "What do you want, Potter?"
"Uh, Ginny, can we talk in private?"
"Will you take no for an answer?" Ginny asked venomously.
"Please." Harry begged.
"Fine. Jordan, I'll meet you in my room in 30 minutes." Jordan nodded. "Now you were sa-"
"Why is he always in your room?" Harry asked sounding hurt and jealous.
"Because he's my best friend and I allow him to be. You have no reason to be poking your nose in my business, now if you don't have anything to say I'm going."
"No Gin, I wanted to talk to you about what happened yesterday."
"I have no idea what you're talking about. Please just leave me alone." She turned to leave before remembering something. Getting an invitation from the box she shoved it in his pocket and with a flick of the wrist put the charmed 'present' in his belt. Before turning and making her way through the crowd towards Hogwarts.
"Wait Ginny!" Harry called after her.
"Goodbye Potter." Ginny yelled back.
Ron and Hermione sat in The Three Broomsticks talking about the upcoming ball. "You know this is a costume party. What are you going as?" Ron asked
"Oh I'm stuck between two choices. It really depends on who I go with. What are you going as?" Hermione inquired.
"Snape."
"Where?" Hermione turned to look around the room.
"No, no that's who I'm going as." Ron grinned. "I'm going as Snape."
"Oh. Well who are you going with?" She prodded
"Well about tha-"bu he was interrupted by Harry.
"I'm back. Oh am I butting in?"
"Actually I was about to ask Hermione to the Ball."
Hermione was shocked at his nerve, and gave him an incredulous look, before adding, "And I was going to say y-yes."
"Oh ok then I'll leave you two alone so you can get it on- I mean get on with it." Harry rushed away.
Later at dinner Ginny remembered what her brothers instructions and levitated one of the little invisible pill shaped object right into Draco's drink, and watched as the fun started.
Draco took a deep drink of his drink not stopping until he felt the liquid already in his stomach. He felt a tingling sensation on his head but ignored it as drinking too much. That was until he heard Pansy screech "DRACO-O-O! Your Hair!"
Draco instinctively put his hand to his lower back but instead og hair he felt cool flames lick his hands. He transfigured a spoon into a mirror and looked horrified at his reflection. Where his hair would be were flames, a violent shade of Weasley Red flames. He glowered all who stared at him, eyes falling on the youngest Weasley who was... Laughing! Before he knew what happened he was drenched in pumpkin juice, with Pansy standing over him with a goblet in his hand. This ofcoarse had no affect, well no good affect that is. The flames grew taller and changed a ghastly shade of pea green.
Before the night was over his hair, or flame, had turned silver, mud, orange, lilac, mauve, sea green, vomit yellow, bronze, amethyst, black, and turquoise, and the more people tried to extinguish it the closer to the ceiling the flames got.
A/N: If you don't review I'll think you stopped reading so why put up another chapter. XOXO,
Jen
Disclaimer: I OWN THE WORLD!!! But I don't own J.K. Rowling's story, so I'm dealing with that set back.
Chapter 9
Draco awoke the next morning refreshed and ready for the Hogsmeade trip. He still had to buy a costume for the Halloween Ball. He got out of bed slowly relishing in the sore feeling he got as he stretched. Draco made his way to the bathroom, anxious for a steaming hot shower.
Jordan woke up everyone in the 6th year Girls' Dorms, everyone but Ginny. As the last girl left Jordan crept up beside Ginny's bed, a wicked grin plastered on his face. Gently shaking her limp form, he whispered in a sing song voice "Wakky wakky eggs and baccy." When she didn't so much as flutter he pulled a bull horn out of his pocket and plugged his ears. Placing one finger on the trigger he let out a blast that would have moved a mountain, but Ginny just rolled over and stuck a pillow over her head. Walking to the bathroom he grabbed a glass and filled it with water; he then placed a cooling charm on it to make it almost ice cold. Pulling back the covers on Ginny's bed he unceremoniously dumped the contents on her.
Ginny shrieked, rolled and toppled out of the bed to lie in a heap on the floor. "WHAT THE BLOODY FUCK IS GOING ON?!"
Jordan was rolling with laughter. Ginny drop kicked him, landing him on the floor right beside her. Still chortling, he looked up and a drenched redhead who was thoroughly brassed. "Well good morning, Sunshine." He smiled.
Ginny just grumbled and walked into the bathroom before she killed her best friend: in need of a hot shower.
Draco stepped out of the shower and into his room. Dropping his towel to the floor he preformed a drying spell and pulled on a pair of boxers that said 'Delicate Equipment'. Going through his closet Draco pulled out a pair of black baggy pants with a spiked skull buckled belt and an emerald green tee shirt that read 'Atheism is a Non-Prophet Organization' in silver that clung loosely to his abdomen. Pulling his hair into a high ponytail it still reached the middle of his back. Draco grabbed his wallet and made his way down to the Great Hall for breakfast.
Walking out of the bathroom Ginny went straight to her wardrobe. She didn't see anything she wanted to wear. Clutching the towel closely incase it decided to fall she walk to the door and yelled, "Jordan get your ass up here.... Please!" She closed the door and walked back over to the wardrobe and pulled out a matching set of scarlet bloomers. She finished clipping the front snap when she heard a knock. "If it's Jordan you'd better get in here."
At this the door opened and the brunette wearing baggy jeans and a shirt that read 'I am a dragon handler. If you see me running, try to keep up.' walked in. "You rang?" he said in a very Lurch-ish voice.
"Oh a comedian today are you? Well than Mr. Hilarity do tell me what you think will be the best clown outfit I could wear today... you see I'm going to Hogsmeade to discuss an urgent ordeal with the Minister of the Mimes, and I do want to look smashing." She huffed still in only her knickers.
Jordan just smiled. "As you wish." He looked into the open wardrobe. He grabbed out a pair of tight low rider jean extra flares and a black shirt with long bell sleeves, that exposed her mid drift, with writing on it that stated in white, 'My Aunts and Grandparents used to come to me at weddings, pinch my cheek and cry "You're next! You're next!" Well they cut that shit out when I started doing it to them at funerals.' He threw the clothes at her and said "There. Now get dressed. I'll see you at breakfast; don't forget the box."
When Jordan had closed the door Ginny jumped off of her bed and quickly threw the clothes on , did a drying spell on her hair and a simple makeup spell on her face, and leaving her hair down around her waist, she checked the mirror liking what she saw. She grabbed her purse and rushed down the stairs, out the portrait, and through the secret passages her brothers had taught her, determined to get to the Great Hall before Jordan.
Hauling ass out from behind a tapestry she ran head on into a few strong chest, knocking her clean on her ass. "OOF. Sorry- Oh it's just you." She looked up from her position on the ground to see Malfoy looking down. "Look sorry I ran into you, but I've got to go."
From somewhere behind her she heard Jordan, "So you were trying to beat me to Breakfast again."
Ginny sighed and turned. "Busted."
"Hang on, Weasley just shot out of the wall like a bat out of Hell just to beat you to the Great Hall?" Draco spoke. 'A very sexy bat at that.' 'Oh shut up Dr. Seuss!'
"I'm not talking to someone that doesn't even know my first name." Ginny shot.
Draco was taken aback. "I do so. You're name is Virginia." Draco smirked at his own knowledge.
"Wrong." Jordan piped. He and Ginny left heading in the direction of the Great Hall.
"Honestly," she said loud enough for Draco to hear. "Who would want the word 'Virgin' in their name?"
Draco stepped out in to the cool September air. Walking out of Honeydukes, he headed to a little known part of Hogsmeade that held a shop calls 'Hallow's Evening Apparel' Draco walked in. Browsing through the selection of dress robs. He came upon a pair of deepest black velvet dress robes complete with lengthy hooded cape. He lifted the outfit from the hook and walked to the cashier. A small redhead stood behind the counter. In Draco's opinion she was 'cute'. 'But not Ginny.' The little voice drawled. 'I don't know what you mean.' 'Oh don't tell me you didn't feel what's the word? Hunger, when she told you off for not knowing her name.' 'That wasn't hunger it was... it was...' 'Ha it was love... no one has ever made you stutter.'
"Um, Sir?" The young woman said, blushing slightly. "Sir!" Draco looked up. "She must really be something else." She sighed.
"What are you talking about?"
"The girl you're thinking about. She must be really special." The girl smiled.
"I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about." Draco sneered.
"Slightly hurt the girl looked back at the register. "You're total comes to 80 galleons and 6 sickles and a knut.
Draco handed the clerk 81 galleons and left without his change. 'The nerve of that girl, thinking she could butt in on my thoughts. She has no idea what I was thinking about.' 'Oh? But then why was she right?'
Ginny and Jordan sat in the back of a little Café in Hogsmeade. 'The Black Diamond' isn't well known, most of its occupants sat drinking coffee and smoking various brands of cigarettes. Ginny wasn't the smoking type but the soft smell of cherry tobacco that issued from a nearby wizard's pipe made Ginny feel nostalgic.
"Come on Gin, let's see the bo-ox!" Jordan whined.
'Alright, alright!" Ginny sighed. She took the box from the pocket of her robes. It wasn't very big. It looked to be the size of a small jewelry box and fit perfectly in her hand. A lock on the box had an inscription just above it reading 'YE KEH TSIDO OLB'. "What the hell does that mean?" Ginny asked pointing above the lock.
Draco walked into his favorite Café. The moment he walked in he was hit with the pleasant aroma of cherry tobacco. He spied a redhead sitting in the corner with that guy he'd seen her with. 'Is that a twinge of jealousy I recognize?' That damned voice sang. He snuck up behind them not letting his presence known. Looking down he saw a box. It had something carved in the surface. Scanning his memory for every language he'd ever known he fell on one. Leonardo da Vinci's mirror writing. Reading backward he smirked.
"I doesn't look like any language I've ever seen." Jordan admonished.
"That's because it's written backwards." A voice drawled behind Ginny.
She looked down, he was right? "Blood is the key." Ginny whispered. She took out her wand and muttered "Raziros." And tapped her index finger. It began to bleed and she placed it on the lock. To her surprise the lock gave a loud click and the box opened.
Draco took a seat unnoticed.
On the top was a note. Ginny opened the note to read:
Dear Ginny,
Happy 16th Birthday! You're father and I are so proud of you. You're a beautiful young woman. In this box are 10 invitations that you must give out; 2 to total strangers, 2 to distant friends, 2 to close compadres, 2 to people you love, and 2 to your enemies. The rest of the invitations have been sent but these must come directly from you. No Excuses!
With all the love a parent can give,
Mum and Dad
Under the note were 10 envelopes, all scarlet with golden writing. Handing one of them to Jordan Ginny said, "Might as well give you this since you're already sitting here."
"Don't I get one?" Draco smirked.
"No why would you?" Ginny asked disgusted.
"Well the letter says no excuses at the bottom and if I'm not mistaken I'm an enemy, one of your worst I might add." Draco smiled deviously.
"Oh and what's stopping me from just giving this one to Potter and the other one to Pansy?" Ginny said painfully low and controlled.
"Well one, you're already giving one to Potter, as a quote, unquote 'Loved One'. And you might very well invite Pansy but you don't hate her enough to be her enemy."
"You know a lot for someone that doesn't think." Ginny glared. "But since it's your death wish, here." She flicked an envelope across the table where it landed neatly in front of Draco. "But remember, it's not my fault or my problem if you get what's coming to you."
"Later, Kitten." Draco pocketed the invitation and left.
"What a Pillock!" As soon as he was out of sight Ginny noticed Jordan poking her arm, which was beginning to get a little sore. "Ouch, hey how long have you been jabbing me like that?" She cried.
"About 2 minutes now. You might want to read this." He handed her the invitation. It read:
Ginevra Weasley
Born: September 27th You are cordially invited to the Roast and Toast Prank Fest of the Birthday
Girl Herself.
Roast Date: December 12th
This is a Birthday Celebration so please remember to wear something you
will not mind getting blown up in.
You will receive a portkey to the Celebration Location upon arrival at
Platform 9 3/4 that will activate itself at 10:00 am the morning of the
Party.
Please keep this invitation as it is the only means of receiving a portkey.
"What does it mean by 'Roast and Toast'?" Ginny asked Jordan.
"It means people stand on stage and make fun of you because they love you. But you've got to be really open minded, they say some pretty hard stuff."
"Oh what would they say? I'm perfect!"
"But Gin-"
"I'm perfect." She said pretending to be angry. Jordan just sighed in defeat.
Ginny and Jordan entered Weasley Wizard Wheezes. Her face brightened up at seeing her brother, Fred, standing behind the counter grinning madly. "Oi Gin, go back into the store room. George has a few things that belong to you." She nodded. "Oh and I hope you still love surprises."
Ginny cocked an eyebrow, but continued into the store room. As she rounded the corner into the room she squealed. George sat on top of a very large wrapped gift that took up almost half of the room, holding a small package in his hand. She ran to George and gave him a look asking if that's what she thought it was. He nodded and handed her the parcel in his hand. He then proceeded to just off of the gift and received a hug from his grateful little sister.
"But wait, what's this?" Ginny asked looking in awe at the large object in front of her.
"You'll just have to open it won't you?"
Ginny began to peel back the wrapping paper to find a box. She opened the box, which was not easy, to find wrapping paper, opening that to find a box, then wrapping paper, then a box, and then wrapping paper again. "GEORGE!!! How long am I going to be doing this?" Ginny whined.
"Honestly woman you're smart and a witch. One would think you'd have used magic by now!" George chuckled.
Ginny mumbled something about men and with a flick of her wand all of the wrapping and packaging disappeared. Standing before them was a clothes line filled with clothes. Pants, shirts, bathing suites, and at the very end was a medium cedar chest to put it all in. A tear rolled down Ginny's cheek as she turned to hug her brother again. "Thank you George!" she whispered. She magicked the clothes into the chest and shrank in to fit in her pocket. All three of them walked into the front of the store where she hugged Fred.
Fred looked glad to see her smile. "There's just one more thing. We've been hearing you're having a bit of trouble with a certain Slytherin King. So the last thing we have for you is this." He held out a bag that appeared empty. "They're invisible so he won't see you coming, but drop one of these in Malfoy's drink and watch what happens."
"What is it?" Jordan asked
"You'll see." George grinned. "It hasn't been released to the general public yet but it's completely safe."
"I love you guys! You're the best brothers a girl could ask for." Ginny smiled.
As Jordan and Ginny walked out of her brothers' store Ginny was surprised to see Harry waiting for her across the street. She turned to walk the other way when she felt a hand around her wrist. She turned to see to green eyes pleading with her to stop. "What do you want, Potter?"
"Uh, Ginny, can we talk in private?"
"Will you take no for an answer?" Ginny asked venomously.
"Please." Harry begged.
"Fine. Jordan, I'll meet you in my room in 30 minutes." Jordan nodded. "Now you were sa-"
"Why is he always in your room?" Harry asked sounding hurt and jealous.
"Because he's my best friend and I allow him to be. You have no reason to be poking your nose in my business, now if you don't have anything to say I'm going."
"No Gin, I wanted to talk to you about what happened yesterday."
"I have no idea what you're talking about. Please just leave me alone." She turned to leave before remembering something. Getting an invitation from the box she shoved it in his pocket and with a flick of the wrist put the charmed 'present' in his belt. Before turning and making her way through the crowd towards Hogwarts.
"Wait Ginny!" Harry called after her.
"Goodbye Potter." Ginny yelled back.
Ron and Hermione sat in The Three Broomsticks talking about the upcoming ball. "You know this is a costume party. What are you going as?" Ron asked
"Oh I'm stuck between two choices. It really depends on who I go with. What are you going as?" Hermione inquired.
"Snape."
"Where?" Hermione turned to look around the room.
"No, no that's who I'm going as." Ron grinned. "I'm going as Snape."
"Oh. Well who are you going with?" She prodded
"Well about tha-"bu he was interrupted by Harry.
"I'm back. Oh am I butting in?"
"Actually I was about to ask Hermione to the Ball."
Hermione was shocked at his nerve, and gave him an incredulous look, before adding, "And I was going to say y-yes."
"Oh ok then I'll leave you two alone so you can get it on- I mean get on with it." Harry rushed away.
Later at dinner Ginny remembered what her brothers instructions and levitated one of the little invisible pill shaped object right into Draco's drink, and watched as the fun started.
Draco took a deep drink of his drink not stopping until he felt the liquid already in his stomach. He felt a tingling sensation on his head but ignored it as drinking too much. That was until he heard Pansy screech "DRACO-O-O! Your Hair!"
Draco instinctively put his hand to his lower back but instead og hair he felt cool flames lick his hands. He transfigured a spoon into a mirror and looked horrified at his reflection. Where his hair would be were flames, a violent shade of Weasley Red flames. He glowered all who stared at him, eyes falling on the youngest Weasley who was... Laughing! Before he knew what happened he was drenched in pumpkin juice, with Pansy standing over him with a goblet in his hand. This ofcoarse had no affect, well no good affect that is. The flames grew taller and changed a ghastly shade of pea green.
Before the night was over his hair, or flame, had turned silver, mud, orange, lilac, mauve, sea green, vomit yellow, bronze, amethyst, black, and turquoise, and the more people tried to extinguish it the closer to the ceiling the flames got.
A/N: If you don't review I'll think you stopped reading so why put up another chapter. XOXO,
Jen