"Oi Ginny! Why're ya late again?" Ron's distinctive shout reverberated through the great hall.

"Gods Ron, did you eat an extra bowl of stupid this morning? It really is none of your business." Ginny sarcastically grumbled as she reached her brother and ruffled his (Gross, doesn't he ever wash it?) hair. "You need to wash your hair more often. Perhaps maybe more than once a year."

"Hey… What happened to my sweet baby sister? What's got yer knickers up in a twist anyways?" Ron's eyes suddenly narrowed. Malfoy IS right. Ron does look rather weasel-ish with his eyes all beady and squinty like that… Holy. Mother. Of. Bejeebus. Or whatever his name was Do my eyes get like that when I'm mad? Ginny began to dig in her schoolbag for her mirror. Ron started to turn red. "Is it some boy again? 'Cause if it is I SWEAR I'll tell mum! Again! And the twins! And your dating days'll be over! Finished!"

"Ron, I swear. You are so insensitive sometimes! You just don't understand us girls!" Hermione squealed swatting the big redhead. "I have the perfect book-"

"No that's fine 'Mione!" Ron hastily interjected. "Honestly, I'll change." Harry glanced between his best friends and shot Ginny a look and she nodded, smiling. Honestly Ron, you are so thick! Hermione has been panting after you for YEARS and instead of just quitting this stupid 'just friends' thing, you wank off in the bathroom. Practically daily! As if anyone believes that stupid 'ghoul in the attic' excuse anymore. Ginny eyed her older brother critically. He's not so bad looking anyways, even compared to Harry. Quiditch has done him good and if I weren't his sister I would find him rather dreamy. He could get the bookworm in a heartbeat if he only tried… Ginny's eyes passed over Hermione in a cursory manner and she repressed her instinctual sniff of disdain out of house loyalty and respect for her brother. Beauty is indeed in the eye of the beholder. Am I ever lucky that- Ginny's smug tirade was nipped in the bud as her loyal side took over. She's not that bad, some makeup and a few styling tips and 'Mione would be fine. I did do an excellent job on her during the Yule Ball when she was nutters over Krum, even Malfoy didn't make fun of her. That little rat, I hope he rots.

"See ya lovebirds, bye Harry." Ginny called, saluting to the trio as she headed down to her cluster of friends further down the Gryffindor table. A chorus of 'Bye Ginny's followed in her wake.

"Hey luv!" Lavender cried as Ginny sat across from the blonde.

"'Sup girl?" Parvati giggled, mimicking a phrase from an American muggle movie the girls had seen in Muggle Studies. Ginny grinned and looked at the two seventh-years sitting side by side and snapped open the mirror she had clenched in her left hand, glancing at her reflection.

"Now I'm okay." She quipped putting the mirror away.

"That is just so you." Lavender squealed causing a large number of male heads to turn and watch the bouncing Gryffindor interestedly. More like her chest. Gods know she has nothing else going on for her. Ginny thought nastily. All right, well the rest of her is rather attractive, but that brain. Ugh, does it even exist? Okay Gin, stop being awful.

"How about you Lav? Why so happy? Any new admirers Parvati and I should know about?" Ginny asked as she leaned forward to spoon scrambled eggs onto her plate.

"Ginny, you wound me! What about I?"Colin dramatically interjected.

"Colin! Stop interrupting!" Parvati giggled, "Lav dear, want to talk about Seamus?"

"Seamus!" Ginny exclaimed, leaning forward. "Spill!" As Lavender began recounting her tryst with the delectable Finnegan, Ginny's mind wandered. She wasn't really interested in what Lavender had to say. Lav and Parvati were frightfully shallow, but so was she. It was only around Colin and the girls that Ginny could act the way she wanted to. Her brother and his friends were always trying to save the world and meddle with everything. Ginny just wanted to be left alone. She'd had her adventure and it had been too much. Not fussing about what she had was best.

Wow, it has been awhile. Err... a year!

Anyways, I'll be trying to continue this and my new story, Melting Language (way cooler title. ):) over the course of the summer.

x Loki