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Part II: Different, Eh?

"Of all the bigheaded things he could say he—oi! What the hell!" Ginevra collided with a hard chest while murmuring to herself. She looked up and her chocolate brown eyes (A/N – I just read CoS over again and it does say that Ginny has brown eyes, I always thought they were green though…anyways on with the story) met her brother's raging chestnut ones.

"What the hell is right Ginny! How could you reject Harry, he's the bloody boy who lived and my best friend!" Ron cried in fury.

Ginevra rubbed her forehead impatiently. Ron had obviously heard the entire conversation that she and Harry had had. She tilted her head and saw Hermione coming to Ron's side.

Ginevra quickly redeemed herself. "I don't give a damn if Harry's the boy who lived, and I can bloody well reject who ever the hell I want."

Ron looked at Ginevra, flabbergasted. He slowly walked over to his favourite armchair and sat down with the same shocked expression.

Hermione settled her gaze on to Ginevra and then back to Ron, she had a questioning look on her face. "Someone mind telling me what happened here?"

Ron quickly stood up. "You want to know what happened? I'll tell you what happened! Harry had just emptied his entire heart out to my little sister," he gave Ginevra a hard look, "and he offered his apology about ignoring her for the past few years, and guess what Ginny did? She rejected him flat in his face!" Ron threw his hands up in desperation.

Hermione widened her eyes at what Ron had just told her, her gaze then went on to Ginevra. "You're joking right?"

Ginevra shook her head timidly.

"Oh my," was all Hermione could mutter out.

Ron's eyes widened. "Oh my is right!" his gaze went on to Ginevra once again, "I mean how could you snub him Gin!"

Ginevra growled softly and stood up. Ron's 6'2" form towered over Ginevra's petite stature, but what Ginevra told Ron easily him feel tiny.

"Listen Ron, and listen good. I told you, I don't give a fuck if I rejected the boy who lived a.k.a. Harry Potter. I most certainly don't care if he offered his apology because it means nothing to me. Do you think that one little apology will make me forget about the last 5 years he's ignored and hurt me? Well I've got news for you Ronald Jeffery Weasley! It certainly won't!" Ginevra's eyes burned with ferocity, "you need to stay the hell out of my business Ron, what went on between me and Harry has absolutely nothing to do with you."

Ron's jaw dropped open and closed. He was too overcome with disbelief that his little sister had just barked back at him. Ginevra took this as a chance to walk out of the room. She stayed behind out of sight for a moment to hear what Ron would say. She heard Hermione try to console him with word such as, "Oh come on Ron, she's pretty much grown up now," and "you knew never know she might go back to Harry at the start of term."

Ginevra's face turned into a scowl. 'What the hell? Didn't I just spend a good solid five minutes telling her that I was over Harry and there was no way I'd ever go out with him?'

She then turned around and went down the hallway up to her bedroom. She caught a glimpse of Harry, he was still outside sitting in the same position he was when she had left him. 'Well it serves him right, bloody thought I'd go out with him just because he's the famous Harry Potter."

She opened the door to her bedroom and sat on her bed for a good 10 minutes or so of silence until Hermione barged into the room.

"He really said that to you Gin? He really wanted to go out with you? Why didn't you say yes?" Hermione said this all in an exasperated voice. Hermione's hair was disheveled and her clothes were a little rumpled. 'Probably, just had a snog with Ron.' Ginevra mentally sneered to herself.

Ginevra looked at Hermione, slightly annoyed at her rudeness and growled, "Hermione, I thought I told you I don't like Harry any more and I doubt that I ever will again! Didn't I just tell you that this morning when you came?"

Hermione eyed Ginevra doubtfully. "Yes, but this is the boy you were practically in love with for the past 5 years."

Ginevra shook her head in irritation at Hermione. "Were is right Hermione, that was in the past, and I never was in love with him."

"Oh come on Ginny, why don't you give him a chance? Remember you wrote that Valentine to him when you were in your—,"

Hermione couldn't get any further before Virginia cut her off in a cold and distant voice that made Hermione take a step back.

"The past is the past."

Ginevra groggily walked down the stairs after a night of troubled sleep. Hermione seemed to be a bit mad at Ginevra for snapping at her. Ron for one was ticked off at Ginevra for rejecting Harry and talking back to him. Harry tried to ignore her at all costs if possible; it was as if Ginevra didn't exist to him.

Well that doesn't exactly make things different than they've already have. The three of you already ignore and pretend like I don't exist anyways, she told herself fervently.

She stepped down the last step of the stairs and made her way towards the kitchen. She was surprised at the sight beheld against her; instead of the usual six people at the table there were now eight.

"Ginny, you've finally woke up," Molly cheerfully said to her daughter, "Bill and Fleur arrived at about 7 this morning, they didn't want to wake you up though, we all know how grumpy you get when you don't get your sleep dear."

Ginevra cracked into a huge smile when she saw the appearance of her favourite brother and his girlfriend. Bill still had his long red hair that he was famous for in the Weasley clan, and the fang earring stood out prominently. His hair was tied back in a simple ponytail. He wore denim jeans that were baggy and a dirty white T-shirt much to Mrs. Weasley's dismay. Her gaze then went to Fleur, she was still as beautiful as ever, of course her being half Veela helped. She noticed Ron and Harry gawking at her in a very lewd manner. Of course Fleur didn't seem to dislike Bill's choice of clothing, Fleur seemed to like the rugged look on her boyfriend of 10 months. Her silvery blonde hair was swept up in a tight bun with a few strands sticking out here and there. She wore a simple white halter-top with a denim skirt.

"What're you waiting for Gin-Gin, come give us a hug!" Bill's strong voice boomed into her head.

Ginevra shook her head and snapped back to reality, she then jumped into Bill's awaiting embrace.

"It iz zo good to zee you Ginny," Fleur said to Ginevra as she hugged her.

When Ginevra pulled away from Fleur she replied, "It's great to see the both of you two too, it's been awhile."

Bill smiled and gave Ginevra a peck on the cheek. "Yeah, it has been a long time, about 4 months I'd say?" He then pulled Fleur to his side and snaked an arm around her waist, "anyways, Fleur and I would like to make an announcement to you all."

Molly dropped the plate of pancakes she carried in and cried out, "Oh no Bill! You didn't get Fleur pregnant did you!"

Bill and Fleur chortled at Molly's outburst but Bill quickly explained. "Don't worry Mum, Fleur isn't pregnant, well at least not yet."

Molly covered her mouth in excitement. "Then that means, oh it must only mean that the both of you're getting—,"

"Yes Mum, Fleur and I are going to get married," Bill finished the sentence off for his mother.

As everyone gathered around the happy couple to congratulate them on their engagement, Ginevra stood to the side. She was simply shocked. Her favourite brother was getting married to a Veela that he had barely been going out with for more than a year. That meant that when he was married, he would no longer pay as much attention to Ginevra as he had before. All of that attention would be directed to Fleur and the family that Fleur and Bill would create sooner or later.

"Ginny, what are you doing over zer? Won't you come and congratulate uz?" Fleur's silky voice suddenly got Ginevra's attention.

Ginevra looked up to see Fleur's bright and happy face. "Oh ummm…yeah sure." Ginevra went up to Bill and Fleur and embraced them the second time in the day, "congratulations you two, I'm happy for you." Not wanting the spotlight on her again Ginevra asked when Bill had proposed.

Bill beamed at Ginevra and his gaze went back to Fleur once again. "Well, I proposed to her just last week. We were in France visiting her parents and I decided to take her out to dinner at one of those little restaurants right beside the Eiffel Tower. So I had the cook put the ring in her favourite dessert, which is chocolate mousse. She almost bloody well choked on the ring, but nonetheless she accepted my proposal."

Molly wiped away a tear of joy, and embraced Bill and Fleur again.

The wedding was the topic at breakfast. Apparently, they decided to have the wedding sometime next summer in Italy. Italy was where they first exchanged their first I love you's, and the place held a special significance to the both of them.

Ginevra was left out of the entire conversation completely. It wasn't until Bill asked her if she wanted to accompany him and Fleur to Diagon Alley so that she could buy her school supplies and robes was when she returned back to reality.

"Oh sure Bill, I'd love to go with you guys," Ginevra told her brother amiably, "I'll just go upstairs and grab some money."

"Okay, I'll go with you I have to grab some things from my room anyways," Bill replied.

They excused themselves from the table and went upstairs. Ginevra grabbed her pouch of sickles, knuts and five galleons. She sighed, she hated being poor and always getting second hand things. She was always ruthlessly teased by the Slytherins especially Draco Malfoy just because she didn't have as much money as they did.

As Ginevra was making her way downstairs back into the kitchen, Bill re-approached her.

"Say Gin, I forgot to give you one of my special presents this time so I thought I'd make it up to you," Bill grinned at her.

It sort of became tradition that whenever Bill returned to visit the Burrow, he'd always bring back one special gift to Ginevra. Last time it had been an ancient delicate vase that he had found in the pyramids. His supervisors said that it was worthless, but still nonetheless beautiful, so Bill had given it to Ginevra. The vase now stood on Ginevra's writing desk filled with roses.

"You don't have to Bill, I know that you've been caught up with Fleur and everything…"Ginevra trailed off.

"No Gin, it's tradition. Anyways, why don't I buy you your new robes, Mum said that your old ones are getting too small and you needed some new ones and dress robes right?"

Ginevra nodded and blushed. She didn't like to talk about the amount of money that her family was not providing even if it was to her brother. "Okay Bill, if you insist on buying me new robes, I guess I'll consent on that."

Bill smiled down at his little sister and dug through his pockets and fished out about 10 galleons. "Okay, well I'll give you the money and you can go on your own and buy your school supplies and robes, Fleur and I just want to spend a few hours looking around Diagon Alley alone."

Ginevra's jaw would've dropped open if it wasn't for the way Bill was smiling at her. "Oh, yeah sure that's okay." She couldn't believe it, wasn't the point of asking her to go along with them was too spend some quality time together?

"Okay then, now here's the money," Bill handed the money to Ginevra, "let's go find Fleur and Floo to Diagon Alley."

Ginevra gave Bill a big fake smile to him. Maybe he would've noticed that the smile on Ginevra's face was a little too sweet if he hadn't been so in love and google eyed with Fleur.

Ginevra found herself in front of Madam Malkin's Robes For All Occasions. She hardly ever went to Madam Malkin's for robes. Ginevra and her family usually visited the second hand robe store across the street.

After Fleur, Bill and Virginia flooed to Diagon Alley they parted and went their separate ways. They agreed to meet back in about 2 hours in front of the wand shop: Ollivanders. Bill and Fleur had gone off browsing about leaving Ginevra by herself.

After about an hour or so of buying her new books and supplies for her sixth year, she decided now would be a good time to buy her new robes.

Ginevra sighed deeply and stepped into the quaint little shop. Madam Malkin quickly took sight of her and whisked her away to the back of the shop and instructed her to stand on the footstool. There the dumpy woman put black robes on Ginevra and started pinning them in place. About 15 minutes after, Madam Malkin finally finished fitting her robes and made her 4 other copies of the exact replica with the simple swoosh of her wand.

"Now dear, I see you need dress robes as well," Madam Malkin looked up from the list that Hogwarts had sent her.

Ginevra nodded. Although she had snapped back at 'The Dream Team' she still felt oddly uncomfortable talking with strangers.

"Well, your Headmaster Dumbledore did say for the ladies that if they do wish to abort the traditional robes and wear something a bit more modern, they may do so if they wish," Madam Malkin told Ginevra, "would you like the traditional ones or modern ones?"

"Well, is there much of a difference?" Ginevra said awkwardly.

"Well as you know the traditional ones are very much the same as the kind men wear but a bit tighter and come in a range of more colours, but they cover you up very much so," Madam Malkin said distastefully, "and then there are the modern ones. They're technically not robes but more like muggle dresses but very stylish these days. They show far more skin than the traditional ones you'd wear before, so what would you like?"

Ginevra was deep in thought for a matter of mere seconds. She did want people to notice her more and maybe wearing stylish dress robes would get her the attention that she deserved. "I guess I'll go for the modern ones."

Madam Malkin smiled at her. "Good on you dear, a pretty girl like you shouldn't be covered up with those traditional robes," she smiled at Ginevra and eyed her for a few seconds. Madam Malkin murmured something about the colours gold, navy blue or emerald green contrasting nicely with her hair. Madam Malkin then disappeared for a moment but came back in an instant with 3 dresses in her arms.

"Now dear, I want you to try on this one," Madam Malkin instructed Ginevra. Ginevra was about to take the dress and try it on when Madam Malkin flicked her wrist with her wand and the dress appeared on Ginevra.

Ginevra looked at the full-length mirror in front of her. The dress was very form fitting and covered her entire front modestly. The sleeves were long and ended in a V point. She suddenly felt a chill on her back. She turned around and her eyes widened. The entire back was completely bare, the dress only started again when her buttocks was starting to show.

"The dress looks quite lovely on you don't you think?" Madam Malkin suddenly asked her.

Ginevra looked at Madam Malkin uneasily, "Umm…I don't think so, it's a bit too revealing in the back."

"Yes, probably is, maybe the emerald green will look better on you," Madam Malkin muttered. She flicked her wand again and the navy blue dress disappeared and the emerald green replaced it.

The green one looked a lot nicer and reasonably covered a bit more. The dress had thin spaghetti straps holding the dress up. It was very tight around her hips and midway down her thighs, but after that the rest of the dress flared out. There were two slits on each side of her dress that ended at the knee.

"How about this one dear? It's not too revealing," Madam Malkin said kindly.

"Err…it's a bit too tight though, but there's still one more dress right?" Ginevra said her mind not fully made up.

"Yes, yes there is," Madam Malkin then flicked her wrist and her dress turned into the shimmering gold one.

Ginevra turned to face the mirror and was shocked at her appearance. She didn't look like the little innocent Ginny everyone knew. She looked like…Ginevra. The top of the dress was in the
form of a halter-top. The neckline wasn't too low but showed enough to give the boys a tease. The back covered about 2/3 of her back and she felt reasonably comfortable with that. The gown molded her body perfectly, and showed off every curve that she had. There was one slit on the left side of the dress that went up to about mid thigh. She looked like a sophisticated young woman.

"Well with the look in your eyes, I can see that you've made your choice," Madam Malkin unexpectedly said to Ginevra, "yes, the gold goes nice with your golden highlights in your red hair."

They both suddenly heard the sound of the bell on the door, which meant there were customers that just entered the shop. "I'll be right back now, I'll pack your uniform robes and then I'll get that dress off of you and pack it up as well after I see to the other customer," Madam Malkin told her, and she left to attend another customer leaving Ginevra admiring herself in the mirror.

"Well, what have we here? Weasley, I never thought I'd see the day to find you in here," an all too familiar voice drawled.

Ginevra turned around and met the intense stare of Draco Malfoy. Ginevra took in a sharp intake of breath. This was most definitely not the Draco Malfoy she remembered last year. He had considerably changed. Last year he was barely 5'10" but he was now a clear 6' at least. His hair wasn't gelled back but he let his blonde strands fall across his forehead. Even through his black button up shirt one could tell that he gained some newfound muscles, all those years of Quidditch actually had done some good for him. He had tanned, but was still a bit pale though.

She looked up at his face and noticed that he had the same expression on as her. The only difference was that his silver orbs weren't on her face but raking them across her body appreciatively.

"Malfoy! You pervert! Stop eye balling me and get the hell out of here!" Ginevra hissed angrily at Draco.

Draco looked up and smirked at her, "Don't flatter yourself Weasley, I'd never lower myself to your standards." Although his words were meant to seem harsh, his eyes seemed to disagree with him, his silver slits were on the dress once again. "You're different Weasley."

Ginevra merely stared at him before sternly telling him, "Stop with your stupid games Malfoy, and leave."

Draco then walked a full circle around Ginevra and stopped behind her. His hands found the strings that held the dress together and playfully let them slip through his hands. "No, I don't think I will, it's quite fun annoying you Weasel," he said to her. His hand found that one lace that if you pulled it than the whole dress would come tumbling down to her feet.

Ginevra stayed silent, trying to collect what was going on. Was Draco Malfoy actually trying to flirt with her of all people?

"What, aren't you going to say anything?" he asked her. But once again she remained silent, although he tormented her countless times, there were some times when she'd yell back but then most of the time she'd remain silent, this was one of those times. His hands left the single lace and his fingers traced her bare shoulder line.

Ginevra abruptly turned around, with her standing on the stool they were both of equal height and she clearly told him, "Get. Out. Now."

Draco opened his mouth to say something when someone yelled out. "Draco darling, come here and try on some of these new robes," the voice no doubt belonged to his mother, Narcissa.

Draco took a small step closer to her. There was about one inch separating them, and for one brief moment Ginevra thought that he was going to kiss her but he only said, "I'll be seeing you around Weasley, you can be sure of that." With that he exited the room, leaving behind a puzzled red head.

(Slytherin Child/LeiPeiPei's original notes)
A/N
– Oh my goodness, I finally finished the second chapter. 8 pages. Ah our favourite Slytherin has made an appearance finally. Hmmm…so now you're probably wondering why Draco is actually flirting with a Weasley of all people? sigh well you'll find out soon enough in the third chapter. Hehe. Took me only about 3 weeks to update huh? Well third chapter is in the works as we speak. Please Review.