Chapter 1. The train ride part 1

Ginny pulled the curtains back from her four poster bed only to receive and icy blast of words from her mum.

"Virginia Michelle Weasley! Do you know what time it is? It's 8:45 am!! We need to leave for Kings cross in forty- five minutes! You know what the traffic is like at this time of the morning! Child, you better get a move on it and get dressed! Remember to finish packing if you didn't finish last night!" Mrs. Weasley bellowed from the kitchen before starting her same piece for waking the rest of the family.

"Whatever," Ginny grumbled, stumbling out of bed and walking towards her closet. As only the youngest two Weasleys lived at home now, each had a very wide assortment of clothing to choose from. Choosing from an array of skirts and pants, Ginny quickly decided on a white flirty skit with a dark pink and orange polka-dot scarf belt. Picking a top to match however, was a little more difficult. After a moment's hesitation, she finally decided on a dark pink silk camisole and a matching silk hoodie zip jacket. Slipping into a pair of white platform tennis shoes, Ginny sat down at her vanity to perform her morning routine. Grabbing her brush, she began to run it through her mass of red-gold waves and curls. "I really hope I don't run into Tyler McDevitt on the train. He was taking our break-up last year pretty seriously and since we aren't going out anymore I'll bet he will just stare at my assets, Oh well" Ginny thought to herself with a sigh.

As the only female Weasley in five generations, Ginny was blessed – in her opinion cursed- with a rather large chest. She was a very attractive sixteen-year-old girl, much to the pleasure of the Hogwarts male population, but to the disgust of her elder brother Ron. Standing at 5'3", she had beautiful red-gold curls cascading down half-way down her back, and that framed her small elfish face perfectly. Ginny's deep brown eyes sparkled whenever she smiled, and her smile made whoever receives it; feel like the specialist person alive.

After finally finishing getting ready, Ginny dragged her slightly overstuffed trunk onto the hall landing.

"How the hell am I supposed to get this thing down the stairs?" Ginny mumbled to herself, bighting her lip.

"VIRGINA MICHELLE WEASLEY! WHAT THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU WEARING?" came Ron's shouts from the bottom of the stairs.

"Clothes Ronald. Clothes that are actually for a girl. Now if you wouldn't mind, could you please come and help me get this humungous thing down the stairs?"

"NOT UNTIL YOU GO BACK INTO YOUR ROOM AND PUT ON SOME DECENT CLOTHES! I DO NOT WANT THE WHOLE HOGWARTS MALE POPULATION STARING AT MY BABY SISTER!"

"NO! I CHOOSE THIS OUT-FIT BECAUSE I LIKE IT, AND I'M NOT GOING TO GO CHANGE!"

At this point both Weasley tempers had been set off, and the to youngest Weasley children continued to bicker and hurl insults at each other until,

"Does one of my favorite girls need a hand getting her rather large trunk down to the car?" Harry's smooth deep voice came from behind Ginny. Whirling around, Ginny looked up, and gave Harry a grateful smile.

"Thanks Harry. Ron s being a pain in the butt, and won't help his baby sister get her trunk down the stairs to the car," Ginny told him while shooting a nasty glare at Ron, who was still at the bottom of the stairs.

Glancing up one more time, Ginny just now started to realize why their was a three way tie between Harry, Tyler McDevitt and Draco Malfoy for the title of Hogwarts Hottest Hunk. Harry's messy jet black hair, practically screamed "Touch ME!" and his tanned, Quititch toned muscles made him even more adorable than he already was. The best feature about him was his emerald green eyes that lit up when he laughed or smiled, a smile that made a third of the Hogwart's females swoon. Unbenounced to Harry, Ginny felt a small amount of pride that he called her, and his best girl friend Hermione Granger, his "favorite girls" just to annoy his ever growing fan club.

Shaking herself back to reality, Ginny realized that Harry already had her trunk down the stairs, and was heading out the door towards the car.

"Peoples! Let's go! We have a train to catch, and I for one would like to get a good compartment!" Ginny directed clapping her hands as Mrs. Weasley shoved a bagel into her open mouth to shut her up. With that final statement, the four Weasleys and Harry piled into the car for the ride to Kings Cross station.