Chapter One

Ginny Weasly sat in her castle room, all by herself. Lately her parents have been acting strange, and she just wanted to get to the bottom of it.

Her best friend and hair dresser Hermione Granger was out talking to her brother and his friend Harry Potter, whom Ginny was very smitten with.

But her parents forbid her out of the castle today, and she desperately wanted to talk to him...to say anything...at least "Hi"...

He was very tall and had a handsome face with unruly black hair and green eyes she could die in.

For some reason her parents Queen Molly and King Arthur seemed to know she was deeply in love with him...

So she was forced to stay home, and wait for Hermione to come back.

Just then her house elf came to the door, looking very shaken.

Lately, Ginny has been having a lot of fights with her parents because her parents haven't allowed her to go into town.

They said it wasn't proper "princess behavior".

But she didn't know that being a princess meant she would have to be caved into the house all her life...

And that thought scared her.

And poor Tinkerbell, the house elf, had to witness all her fights.

And tantrums...

Tinkerbell stood in the doorway.

"Queen Molly and King Arthur demand you to come down to the dining hall," said Tinkerbell in a squeaky voice.

"Yes, Tinkerbell," said Princess Ginny.

It was best not to argue and just see whatever the hell they wanted...

Ginny trailed down to the hall where they were having breakfast and chatting animatedly.

They stopped abruptly when they sensed her presence.

Ginny cleared her throat. "Ahem..."

"Oh yes, dear, we were meaning to discuss something with you," said the queen in a polite voice.

"Okay..." said Ginny, sensing it was something serious.

"Um...your father and I," started Molly.

"Wait, don't tell me," said Ginny, closing her eyes. "You started a new list of rules that a princess cannot do."

"Um, no dear, that's not what I meant to say," said Molly sternly.

"I meant to say that you are coming of age. Which means you are to be wed before you turn seventeen," said Molly.

Ginny opened her eyes and went white. She had no one to marry. She previously broke up with her boyfriend of two years, and she wasn't all that eager to go into another relationship so quickly.

"And you are betrothed."

"WHAT?" said Ginny, now really scared. "TO WHO? WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN?"

"Um, it was planned out ever since you were born," said Molly in a timid voice. This wasn't going to be an easy morning.

"Really? So to who? Which prince?" Ginny was a little exciting because she wanted to fall in love again, but she hoped she wasn't going to have to marry someone she despises.

"Um, the Slytherin prince, Draco Malfoy," said Molly quietly.

It took a minute for this to sink it. The Slytherin Prince Draco? Draco was the annoy ingest, narcissistic, self centered brat she ever heard of. And she was going to marry that foul creature?

"Ew! Him? Mother not him! Please! I hate him! We always hated each other!" cried Ginny furiously.

How could her mother ruin her life over and over again?

"I'm sorry, Ginevra, but it was put that you was to marry him ever since you were born," said Molly seriously.

So that was the reason that she didn't want me going out. She was afraid I would fall in love with Harry.

Ginny felt a tear at her eye threatening to fall.

"Okay, bye Mother, I have to think this over," said Ginny dramatically.

"Wait!" cried her Mother. "The only way out of the marriage is if he falls in love with someone else and he kisses the woman he loves witnessed by someone else!"

Ginny froze. SO that was it. That was the way to get rid of him.

She was doomed.

"Hey Gin," said Hermione happily, twirling around in her faded dress. She looked SO Italian in her tan arms and her faded white floaty dress.

Sometimes Ginny envied Hermione's olive colored skin because Ginny herself was pale as a ghost with quite a lot of freckles and fiery red hair.

"Oh, hey Mya," said Ginny, sighing and slouching onto her bed.

She decided she should tell Hermione all about her morning so she did.

Hermione gave an audible gasp when she heard she was going to be married to Draco.

"What?" said Ginny suspiciously. "You don't have a crush on him, do you?"

Hermione blushed crimson and stared at her feet. "Of course not," she said, sounding completely unconvincing.

Ginny's eyes went white with pure glee. "That's it!" she cried, jumping up and down on her bed. "That's it ! I'll make him fall for you!"

Hermione's eyes went white of shock.

"No...you can't do that..." said Hermione, still staring at her feet.

"Yes I can and I will!" said Ginny, showing a side of her forceful personality.

"And the thing is, the reason I can't marry Draco is because I think I love Harry," said Ginny, it was her turn to blush.

"Oh my gosh! YOU DO? The thing is, Harry loves you too! He's been talking about you the whole time!"

Ginny's eyes became watery. "He has, has he?" she said, feeling her heart flip flop.

"Yeah! He said that your hair is the color of his heart, your smile makes him weak, and your voice is music, and your eyes he can get lost in..."said Hermione trailing off.

"What? Are you serious?" said Ginny. "This is a nightmare. Not only am I stuck in a castle I hate, I have to marry a cold hearted son a bitch with no life!"

Hermione mumbled something that sounded very much like " well I wouldn't call him that."

Ginny smirked. "Okaay...Hermione," said Ginny, still smirking an evil smirk.

Hermione blushed and said, "I have the greatest idea ever!"

Ginny moved closer to her and said, "what?"

"Well I'll be right back. I don't care if you like the idea or not, I'm still planning it," she said, running out the door.

"Well so much for being a princess..." said Ginny, to herself.

Hermione ran into the night in search for Harry. She spotted him at a water fountain, picking a red rose.

He was muttering under her breath, "She loves me, she loves me not, she loves me, she loves me not," he chanted, picking petals off a rose.

"Who loves you?" said a voice behind him.

"What?" he said, shocked and embarassed. When he caught who it was he said, "OH its you."

"So who loves you?" Hermione repeated, sitting next to him.

He was blushing red.

"Yes, Harry, Ginny is madly in love with you."

"What?" said Harry. "I never said that..."

"Please, Harry, you are talking to an expert here. I know love when I see it. You are so romantic Harry!" she gushed and Harry was really red this time.

"If you love Ginny then meet her at midnight the next day."

"What? But that's the day she meets that Draco kid..." said Harry confused.

"If she loves you and hates Draco she wouldn't care she would come. This is your only way to know."

"Ok," said Harry. "But this better not be a screw up because its not the season to get my heart broken."

"You won't regret it!" screamed Hermione, rushing off to the castle to tell Ginny the great news.

(A/n : so how do you like it so far? Review people!)