AN: hi, I'm slightly pissed art the moment. But whatever. injoy. QQ

Chapter one

Someone was knocking on my door, loudly I might add. Making my poor head hurt more than it already was. Groaning I swung my legs off the bed and plodded to the door. Fumbling with the handle I attempted to stop the knocking.

"Piss off!" I moaned swinging the door open.

It was at this point a came face to face with a fat man carrying a tea tray who I quickly realised was my mother.

"Ginny dear, we have so much to do, eat your breakfast and get dressed. You have ten minutes. Hermione's changed her mind about the dresses again."

I just stood there staring at her as if she'd asked me to strip and smother myself in butter. Or something.

"Well don't just stand there, hop to it!" she smiled thrusting the tea tray into my arms.

I looked down at the tray of food and then back at my mother.

"But there's like nine hours 'till this wedding and the dresses are fine." I moaned rubbing my throbbing head. She tutted and told me to stop complaining. Slamming the door behind me I put the tray down on my dressing table. So it's Hermione and Ron's big day. Well whoopee for them. I picked up the mug of coffee and took a large gulp. It was going to be a long day.

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After rushing around getting washed and dressed and, after suddenly realising you generally don't wear PJ's out, getting re-dressed. I apperated outside Madame Malkin's trying to look less hung over I was ready for action. After putting my jumper on the right way round. Stepping into the shop still wrestling with the jumper I was immediately ambushed by my mother and a slightly eccentric, bushy haired woman who was frantically pulling me across the shop making the whole room spin.

"Whoa." I said, "Breathe Hermione, and be careful I'm feeling particularly delicate this morning."

She ignored this completely, "I just realised that the pink satin will clash with your hair, we'll have to go with the original white!"

At this point Madame Malkin took over which was lucky for Hermione seeing as I felt ready to strangle her. She'd got me up at six o'clock for this? I looked around the little shop; only Hermione, my mother, Madame Malkin and I appeared to be in it. Then again who goes out shopping at six o'clock in the frigging morning it's madness. Groaning I shut my eyes, even just looking around made my head hurt. Madame Malkin burst back into the room in all her midget glory and pushed me into a fitting room along with a bundle that I slowly realised was a heavy white robe.

"Put this on." Se demanded, "well don't just stand there girl, move yourself!" and with the last word she slammed the door.

Imitating her stupid voice I began to undress. Taking the white dress off the hanger I stepped into it being careful not to fall over as I pulled it up. It fitted nicely. After spending a fair amount of time trying to do the zipper up I examined myself in the mirror. I gaped at my reflection, swinging the door open I stumble into the shop and came face to face with Hermione.

"Oh, it's lovely, it's perfect!" she smiled clasping her hands together.

"Hermione," I said in a low, slow aggressive voice, "I look like a marshmallow."

"Don't be silly dear, you look wonderful." Coming up behind Hermione. I looked down at the dress; anything my mother thought I looked nice in was generally ugly. The marshmallow came down to just below my knee and puffed out from the waist like a big puffy thing. It had spaghetti straps. I seriously did look like a marshmallow. Just as I was about to throttle Hermione my mother steered me back into the changing room and told me to change, which I did gladly.

Exiting the fitting room I found a chair in the far corner of the room to sulk in.

"Ginny!" the voice was so loud I seriously thought my head was going to explode.

"Gin?" Ahh… my head.

"Bog off!" I said fiercely covering my ears. Finally lowering my hand I looked up to see Harry potter standing in front of me. Bugger.

"Sorry." I said quietly.

"Don't worry about it." He grinned, "I promise I won't make any sudden movements."

I tried to smile but it must have looked more like a wince because Harry's voce was now almost a whisper.

"Had a bit too much to drink last night Gin?"

I gave him my best look of pity. Unfortunately I've never quite got the hang of it and made myself look like a had a squint, pulling the second stupid fancy in of the day in less than five minutes in front of the guy I fancy the pants off of. I wish I could fancy the pants off of him, now that would be worth having a hangover for. He looked at me oddly and then pulled up a chair and sat down next to me.

"Remind me what I'm doing again?" I said massaging my temples and nearly poking my eye out when my finger slipped. Harry suppressed a snort of laughter and replied,

"You're getting ready for your best friends wedding."

"Its six thirty a.m. Hermione needs therapy no one normal should be up at this time." I groaned.

"Quick!" I hissed jumping from my seat as I saw Hermione approaching forgetting my throbbing head, "Hide me!"

I pulled Harry out his seat and crouched behind him covering my face with his leather jacket. I had a very nice view of his-

"Ginny Weasley get up!" Hermione demanded her hands on her hips.

"Ginny's not here!" I called.

"Gin." Harry sighed. I peaked out from behind the leather.

"Ginerva." Hermione growled.

"Hermione?" I cringed.

"Ginny, get up this instant." She practically yelled.

I shot up and stood to attention. Unfortunately because of consuming large quantities of alcohol the proviso night I was not as agile as usual and managed to sway so violently I lost my balance, knocked into Harry and fell on top of him pushing him to the ground.

"OOF!" Harry groaned.

"Whaaa!" I yelled.

Harry hit the floor with a thud along with me on top of him.

"Boy that's gonna hurt in the morning." I cringed not even attempting to move. To be totally truthful I like the position I was in and didn't want to.

AN: Hola, I'm back with a new fic! Yahoo! Life is good. All of those who've come from 'Things can only get better' it's nice to hear from you again and you new guys WELCOME to the mad realm of Quickquill2000. PLEASE REVIEW! Tar. QQ