hey hey ppls! yeah many many thanks to Molly786 (I fixed yur numbers) who reviewed me first and e-mailed me yay and to slytherinphoenix7 who also reviewed me- thanks girls!!!

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a note: i'm sry my first part was sooo lame... this one is two hehe in my opinion oh no. read and find out for yourself- and tell me if it's that bad!

disclaimer: this HP stuff is NOT mine... the plot is!!

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I DEDICATE THIS CHAPTER TO MOLLY786, who reviewed and e-mailed me in a helpful way. :)

Chapter One: "The Life"

Merriana walked up on stage, loving the multi-colored lights, glass stage floor, glitter falling from the ceiling... the screaming fans.

"Hey, ya'll!" she shouted, quieting them. "Didja like my opening bands?" excited screams told her yes, but to keep going. "Well, my first song tonight is the first song I've ever written... 'Aint Lost No More'.

Did you know that'd you make me cry?

Did you know the hurt I felt?

Well I'm betta now- go away. Don't want ya no more.

I understand- you love her.

And I'm trying to get over you.

Aint Lost no more... trials and hardships, i've leared to accept.

Oh yeah, baby, i'm betta now. Don't come sobbing back to me..."

(an... excuse me cough fabulous cough lyrics... i just made them up like two secs ago. hehe so sorry!)

Her dark red hair had thick cinnamen highlights, her bright brown eyes framed by mascara and silver eyeshadow. Snug-fitting khaki-and-jean patchwork hiphuggers, a green cargo jacket, and a white tank with a black ribbon going across the middle, bow falling down her side, 6inch heels of black combat boots, and jewelry. She looked awesome, beautiful, bold, daring... one would never have guessed this woman was the meek, timid Ginny Weasley.

Ginny walked back to her dressing room, throat sore, sweat, tired, and feeling terrific, nontheless. A quick shower, fluffy robes, and a stack of fan letters was Ginny's nightly routine. Her manager had people take care of most letters, printing out a polite reply and giving them a signed picture of Merriana. The most interesting, personal, or weird letters went to Ginny.

She laughed when she wound a letter that her manager has deamed fit to pass onto her- it contained nothing but "you suck". Ginny scrawled 'Thank You' under the you such, and slipped it into a envelope, leaving the return address empty.

She had just finished with the stack when she was pleasantly interrupted. The boy-that-lived stood in her doorway.

"Harry!"

"Merriana!" he returned with a friendly smile.

Ginny chuckled, and motioned for him to sit. "Excuse my robe and towel-turban."

He shook his head. "It's okay, I'm here to tell you about the updates made in the Ministry."

Ginny nodded. "I thought so. Is everything okay? I'm happy, and Hermione and Colin love their job as background dancers. Hermione... never would have guessed it... anyways, what's up?"

"The Malfoys."

"Confessed?" She leaned forward.

Harry shook his head. "Proven. Lucius is in Azkaban."

"And what about..."

"Draco? He bore no mark- and plus he wasn't caught trying out Avada Kavera against a muggle-blooded wizard. Poor Felps..." Harry shuddered.

"Goodness! So what's going to happen to Mr. Slytherin-Prince?"

"He's going under the WPV... as your boyfriend."

FLASHBACK

Ginny ran- ran as fast as she could. Voldemort had struck again.... right in the middle of a Potions final. Everyone with half a brain headed for the WPV (Wizard Protection from Voldemort). No one knew of t he exact location, but they all crammed next to the high brick wall behind Hogsmeade. They screened you, and transported you in, and they eventually put you in the Muggle World to live a muggle life- away from all wizarding dangers. But they only did this in desperate situations.

It took Ginny awhile to get through the mass of students. She was terrified. Where was Ron? For once in her life, Ginny was glad Ron was stupid enough to be held back one year. Or what if Vold... V... HIM got him? She burst into tears.

Once inside, Ginny anxiously looked for a familiar face- any. The first familiar face she found was Pansy, but at the moment, it didn't matter. Sobbing and shaking, Ginny threw herself at Pansy, who herself was breaking down. Sliding down to their knees, past wrongs forgotten, the girl's tears mingled and they clung desperately to one another.

They felt a kind arm go round them, and Professor McGonnagal's sorrowful brown eyes looked down upon them. The girls buried themselves, sobbing, into her comforting robes.

Ginny glanced up for the zillionth time, looking for her brother. She doubted she'd find him- she had to. Wait, was it, yes!

"RON!" Ginny screamed, startling her two female companions. He looked wild, and ran towards Ginny upon hearing her voice. He was tall, and broad, and Ginny felt safe in his arms, even though deep down she knew he was a coward. Ron stroked her hair and whispered comforting word, both actions being uncharacteristic for Ron.

After calming down enough to seperate from Ron, Ginny pulled him towards Pansy, now huddled in a chair.

"Ginny!" she exclaimed with pathetic interest, and let Ginny crawl into the huge chair with her. Ron sat on the floor in front of the two gils as a sort of guard.

"What do you think will happen to us?" whispered Pansy.

"I dunno. I'm too young to..." began Ginny, and a single tear fell down past her other dried tears. In an instant Ron's arm was round her, rubbing her cheek- persuading her to calm down without words. Ginny leaned gratefully towards Ron, still hugging Pansy, and whispered once again, "...young..."

END OF FLASHBACK

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