Harry had been searching the whole train for Ginny, he barely spoke to her all summer for fear of well, to put bluntly her noticing the tent in his pants. The entire summer at Privet Drive he had dreams about her, about snogging and for the love of all magic shagging her! Ron's baby sister, who he barely registered as anything other than that, let alone an actual girl. Then when he was rescued from Privet Drive late July he really had a wake up call.

It was a brisk morning that July summer's day in Surrey, Harry had received a letter from Ron that he'd be taken to Grimauld Place today before Tea and Harry was nervous. The last time the Weasleys had picked him up from Privet Drive it had been disastrous, hilarious but disastrous. He wasn't sure who'd be sent, Bill or Charlie were the only boys the Dursly's hadn't seen but the family resemblances were there and surely they'd be recognized right off. He was sweating in his room, packed and waiting nervously, between Sirius' tragic death and the rise of Voldemort Harry was having a hell of a time. As the occasion arrived and he heard the doorbell ring he nearly jumped and ran to the door, instead he stealthily sped to the top of the stairs to see the face of the Weasley son who came for him, only to find not one son.

But a daughter.

An almost short, slender girl with soft but prominent curves and luscious long glittery red hair cascading about her. She wore dark blue jeans that were tight and loose in all the right places and hugged her hips revealing a slight show of her firm stomach underneath a golden peasant top and sparkling emerald green costume jewelry.

Aunt Petunia opened the door and took a step back she gasped loudly at the smiling face of the young girl. Harry was rather scared at his Aunt's reaction; his Uncle was also concerned with her odd lack of greeting. The girl was extremely polite.

"Good afternoon Mrs. Dursley, Mr. Dursley. My name is Ginevra Weasley. I am here to pick up your nephew, Harry Potter. I am sorry if this has inconvenienced you in anyway, but I must ask that Harry come in haste, we're on a very tight schedule, constant vigilance!"

"Eh Miss Weasley, your related to those, those- monsters that- My Son's Tongue!" Uncle Vernon managed to speak between gasps of confusion and anger.

"Ah, the twins. Yes I heard about that and we are sorry for it. You see Fred and George know no bounds until their drawn. Dudley, your son's name correct, my mother wanted to give you a gift of peace, but not knowing what to give your herself, she spoke with the Grangers, they're dentists, and they recommended a nice shrubbery, I do hope you like English Yellow Roses, a sign of friendship." Petunia dumbly took the beautiful rose plant, her mouth still trying to find words. Finally she spoke softly-one word.

"Lily"

There was a stunned silence, for Petunia had only mentioned her late sister three times since Harry could recall.

Ginny only smiled faintly. "Sirius once told me that I did slightly resemble her, it's the hair mostly though it would be believable if I was a Potter, sort of opposite of Harry-I have his mother's looks but his father's eyes. Um I do hate to be rude, but Harry and I really must be going the longer we are here the more likely we will have complications. So Harry why don't you and I go up and get your things." Ginny politely pushed through the members of the Durseley's family grabbing hold of a stunned Harry up the stairs straight to his room. "The twins told me which one was yours. Everything packed-oh good lets go, bit of help Harry?"

Harry stupidly did as told still shocked at Ginny's mature ness and that she did indeed resemble his mother. All in all she was no longer Ron's baby sister. For she was no longer a little girl.

No, Ginny had definitely grown up, well he had definitely finally opened his eyes for seeing her older pictures when Colin had showed him his winning portfolio for a wizarding art summer academy, Harry was rather reluctant to see, for he wanted to find his fellow dorm mates, but he noticed she had always been beautiful. He was just blind as a bat. He had brought up Ginny to his conversation with Creevy, as she was his favorite subject to photograph it wasn't hard to do without giving anything private away.

"Hey Colin why take so many of her during potions?" He had asked as he saw loads of candid photos from his most hated class in the dungeons.

"Well that's because it's her favorite subject. She's a natural, helped me brew the potion for moving photos, she added something special to it and it really makes a huge difference in the outcome. I took it to Snape and showed him, saying it was Gin's concoction she came up with of course, and he immediately did the patent paper work putting the instructions in her name. She received 50 house points for her achievement. The art world of wizards bought it up immediately and the money is safely stored in a family vault at Gringotts. She was only a second year at the time. But you must know all about that already with practically living with them in the summer."

"No, no one said anything," He answered truthfully brows furrowed but eyes filled with awe. "Is that a happy Snape?" He exclaimed when he saw the potions master maneuver around the room and almost smile-Snape and smiles don't happen- at her work. The other students around her were working hard, the Slytherins especially and glaring at her ability some even with admiration.

"Oh yeah she's his favorite student. That was the day when we were doing a low level truth potion; Ginny actually finished hers in like five minutes so to challenge her he had her do Veritusium. She finished it by the end of class with time to start her essay, a perfect concoction at that. He said he had to give it to the toad though. He wanted to keep it for display. Imagine a third year at that level. She took her O.W.L for it over the summer, got the highest score ever in history. No wonder she's prefect and at the top of the class. I think because of her not wanting to out and out skip a year up she's taking your year Magical Creatures, DADA and Arthimacy."

"The only thing I knew about what you just said was that Ginny was a prefect and what the toad needed the Veritusium for." 'Ginny, a Weasley and a Gryffindor is Snape's favorite student. She was so intelligent that the school wanted her to skip a year. But why-' "But why didn't she just skip?"

"Oh that's because she'd be in your year with Ron and Hermione."

"Yeah so, it's not like we wouldn't welcome her." 'Plus I'd really like to see her in all my classes.'

"Oh really, you mean Ron wouldn't be sour that his baby sister his better than him and Hermione wouldn't feel sad that she's not the smartest witch in the school?" Colin asked with a bit of dark humor, looking at Harry with a bit of disgust and discontent. "So I suppose she didn't tell any of you any of her achievements? Or if she did tell her brothers it was brushed off? No wonder she always puts her initials only on her break throughs and my photos." Colin shakes his head in a conceded defeat.

"Well I suppose but they'd get over it quickly enough it wouldn't be that bad for them, they know credit is given when due. And what do you mean her break throughs and you're photos only getting her initials?"

"No I will not let you know what you should already about your best friends little sister, you'd know if you three would pay enough mind to her. She has her reasons for keeping her achievements quiet, just look at Flamel for more clues." He stated with vindication.

Harry sighed deeply. 'Flamel, famous for the Sorcerer's stone and was sought after by Voldemort because of it, yes fame has its price at times. "Fair enough. But what about your photo's I mean no offense but what's so big that she wont put her full name?"

"Really Harry you need to get your prescription checked, look at her prints. She's bloody beautiful even at 11 and 12. She looks like a fae child or a princess forced into used and tattered robes. She's a live Cinderella or Rhiannon. You couldn't guess how many times advertisers want to use her image, her face, her eyes or lips, her hands or legs and feet. Especially now that she's growing up, maturing. I took some muggle styled photos of her with me to a competition in muggle London, I had 15 modeling agents ask about her, I naturally told them that she wouldn't be able to do anything for a while, family problems, it was after third year. Course I knew something like that would come up and that they'd want to hire her so I came up with the story before hand, I'm no Ravenclaw or snake."

"Wow. How did you know they'd want her that badly, I mean fashion people can get odd. And she was only 13."

"Only 13! Did you know that like half the 4th and 5th and some Sixth and even Seventh years asked her to the Yule ball? Of course you didn't! Most of them were Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs but a handful of Slytherins and Gryffindors as well as the older Drumstang boys. Everyone made a big deal about Hermione getting asked by Krum but I think Gin was asked by the majority of the Beauxbotons and Drumstang lads, you know the ones that came here and were in their 7th yr. Only 13, honestly."

Harry look dumbfounded. "B- but why did she go with Neville if she could of gone with anyone of them? Slytherins asking a Gryffindor-though Snape's favorite student so it must be okay….Why didn't Ron or her other brothers know?!"

"Neville was worried about not getting a date the moment it was brought up and Ginny promised to go with him if Hermione turned him down, made him feel more confident about himself especially after all those requests. Didn't you notice all the stares and glares he got at the ball, so nervous kept stepping on her? No I suppose you didn't did you with you and Ron too busy with your own personal interest, well the Twins did and they made sure those two got back to the tower safely, by the Founders."

Harry shook his head to compute all this startling new information on a girl he thought he knew well enough. Colin could tell his former obsession was absolutely clueless about his best friend and having trouble taking this all in. "Listen Harry I've got others to show this too so why don't you just go talk to Gin yourself to ask her or your friends, I'm sure those two are either snogging or fighting near by, I'll see you at the feast, Bye." And with that Colin left leaving a stunned Harry who left to find Ron and Mione. It didn't take long for they were only a few corridors away where Harry had left them to snog, still snogging.