OK, so i did decide to continue my story. BUT, i skipped her 3rd-5th year.. which is Goblet of Fire through"half Blood prince" (i think thats a ridiculous name) I think this is going to be better than Devil's Minon, only because i don't have to stick to what the book says... and i can let my imagination run free!

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                                                                                               Devil's Minion: Part Two

                                                                                      slytherinphoenix7 -Sequal to Devil's Minion

Three Years Later...

The wind blew my long red hair across my face, obscuring my vision. I quickly pushed it back out of my eyes to look at the book I had taken out of the Library. I was sitting on the lawn outside of Hogwarts writing a potions essay for Snape. WE had just got back to Hogwarts last week and already I had tons of homework. Of course, I was in advanced classes, and I did want to be a healer. In order to get that I had to achieve "Outstanding" in Potions, an "Exceeds- Expectations" in Transfiguration, Charms, and Herbology. Potions was the hardest. I studied for hours on end until I knew everything by heart. So now, I was taking hard classes to become a Healer. I had considered becoming an Auror, but I decided I didn't have the ability or stamina to do so.

The text I was reading was becoming increasingly more confusing every time I read it, so I closed my book and looked around. Alex was sitting at the lake's edge surrounded by most of the male population of Hogwarts. Over by the lake was a large tree. Aida had climbed it the other day and was engrossed in a book, unaware of anything going on around her. Caitlin was flying over the Quidditch pitch teaching a new player- some 3rd year that, according to Caitlin, was an "absolute natural." I was still on the team, and Harry was Quidditch Captain, but I had declined to teach the new player about the game. After 4th year when we got rid of Umbridge, I had taken a Chaser position, and Harry had gotten back his Seeker position. He had also become Quidditch Captain, which I think he deserved more than anyone else. Ron was still Keeper, and he had become even better now that he was more confident.

I watched Mia writing furiously on a piece of parchment that already fell over her knees and barely brushed the ground; it was covered with writing. She had several books open on her lap and around her. Mia stopped scribbling for a second to look at a book. She rubbed her nose, leaving a ink smear. I grinned, and brushed my hair out of my eyes again. Then I realized the wind had blown my essay away! The paper was flying towards the pond. If it went in I'd be doomed, and I'd have to write it all over! Wait, where was my wand? I plunged my hand into my robes, but grabbed only cloth. I had left my wand in my dormitory! I began to run after it, jumping over people studying and working in the grass. It getting closer and closer to the water. I desperately wished I could do wandless magic. It was just skimming the water.

"ACCIO PARCHMENT!" yelled a loud voice from behind me. My essay came flying at me. I ducked and spun around. Colin was standing there clutching my essay. His wand was dangling at his side. He grinned and handed it back to me.

"Thanks so much!" I said, gratefully taking it from him. Some of the more recent writing had been smear slightly, but other than that, it was in perfect condition.

"It was nothing," Colin said. "And its not like I used an extremely difficult an dangerous charm! I've known it since 4th year, when we were in the D.A."

"True," I said. "That was such a useful illegal club. I learned more than I would have in any class. Its so wonderful knowing that you're able to defend yourself, not to the point you'd survive, but you would've gained time. If you were ever attacked by a follower of Voldemort, the stuff we learned in the Defense Association would be really useful. I mean, since he's come back and such," I started to walk back to where my books and quills were lying, scattered.

"Yeah," Colin agreed, walking with me. "How was your summer?" He asked.

I thought wildly for a moment. I couldn't tell him about the Order. I couldn't tell anyone about that!

"It was... er, ok," I said. "Nothing spectacular. There wasn't a World Cup because of Voldemort and safety precautions. I spent most of it at home, practicing Quidditch and such. Ron and Hermione were always together. I mean, considering he finally asked her out this June, they were almost inseparable. Harry came to the Burrow for part of the summer. Both of us got kinda annoyed at Ron and Hermione, so we hung out, and he helped me with homework, and we played chess. We practiced some Quidditch," I finished.

"Do you see a lot of Harry?" Colin asked, with what seemed an overly offhand voice.

I noticed the falsity and suppressed a grin. I replied tossing my hair. "Oh, not really. We're just friends."

"Oh!" Colin said. He appeared delighted at this news.

We had reached my pile of books. I knelt down to stuff them in my bag. I placed my potions book into the bag, and then my library book. My quills went into the nice little pocket I had on the side of the bag, and my ink next to it. Fred and George had given it to me when they had opened their joke shop two years ago. Our family is doing much better now that Fred and George are successful. Only Ron and I still live in our house with Mum and Dad, so Ron has moved down from the attic, and we have the biggest rooms. Its really roomy, but sad because its so empty. Its even more depressing to think that I'll be leaving in two years. I think Mum and Dad have sensed it, because they're even more sad when we leave for Hogwarts. Of course, everyone still visits, but its not the same, and it won't be when its my turn to leave.

"Ginny?" Colin's voice called me back to the present. "Are you ok?"

"Oh, er, yeah... I'm fine," I said. "I was just thinking."

"Well, I hope you weren't thinking about me, cause you looked almost ready to cry!" He grinned.

I laughed. "No, I wasn't."

"Oh good!" He said, enthusiastically. He placed the last of my books in my bag. "Going up to the common room?" he asked.

I nodded. "Yeah, I have some Transfiguration homework left."

"Oh, awesome, I do too! Can you help me with it? I can't understand for the life of me what she wants us to do."

"Alright, I can help you, as long as you don't distract me from my own."

Colin put on a expression of shock. "Me!?" He said, over exaggerating his surprise. "Never!!! I would never distract you!"

I rolled my eyes, and hoisted my bag onto my shoulder. We walked up to the common room together.   

 In the common room, later                                                                            

"So you see that when you transfigure the animal into whatever, the effect sometimes slightly alters the animal's genetic makeup. This causes it to age faster. That's why people almost never transfigure themselves. Do you understand, now?" I explained our Transfiguration homework to Colin. Colin wanted to work at the Ministry of Magic when he graduated. However, he had a much harder time with homework, than I did.

"Yeah, I think I understand now. Gosh, I stressed so much over that question, and the answer was right under my nose!" Colin exclaimed, running his finger over a line on the book.

"That's good," I said, opening my own Transfiguration book and starting on the essay.

Ten minutes passed and I already had five inches of parchment done. However, Colin, had less than two inches. He sat there staring at the same spot on a page in his book for several minutes. Twirling his quill were idle fingers. I went back to my own work. Already I had forgotten what I had meant to write down.

I had just found it and barely written two more words, when Colin spoke.

"Which part of the animal's genetic make-up does the spell effect?" he asked.

"It depends, sometimes it's the brain, the lungs, the heart, it all depends on several factors," I said, and looked back in the book for the fact I had forgotten again.

I found it, and scratched out what I had just written. It didn't flow with rest of the essay. I composed a sentence to maintain the style. Halfway through the thought, Colin interrupted me... again.

"What factors?"

"What!!!??" I had no idea to what he was referring.

"The factors that determine what part of the animal will be affected when you transfigure it," Colin reminded me.

"Oh, well... sometimes it depends on how long it is transfigured, or what you are transfiguring it to. It also has to do what kind of animal you're transforming. Like, is it a bird, mammal, fish, reptile? Does it have a complex body structure? You know what I mean?" I explained, annoyed at being interrupted. I couldn't remember what I wanted to say. At this rate, I would never finish my essay! I would have to fit it in tomorrow, and we had Quidditch practice, too.

I sighed exasperated, and looked back in my book. I located it easily, and quickly composed my sentence in my head. Altering the sentence on the paper was harder than it looked. I had almost finished the thought when Colin disturbed me once again.

"Ginny?"

"ARGH! WHAT?" I shot him a venomous look.

His eyes widened in shock. "Gees, I'm sorry, Gin! I really didn't mean to bother you."

I snorted.

He continued, "I only wanted to know...will you be my girlfriend?"

It was my turn for my eyes to widen in astonishment. I swallowed hard. Several moments passed while I processed what he had just said. Colin Creevey just asked me out... Oh my gosh.

"Uh –" I swallowed again. "Yes," I said finally, smiling.

A look of relief spread over his face, and he heaved a sigh.

"You had me scared there, I was hoping you wouldn't say no," he said.

"Well, I thought about it, and if you bother me one more time before I've finished my essay, I will turn you down!"

I grinned, and turned back to my essay.

   Later....                                      

"You're doing WHAT?" Exploded Ron.

"I'm going out with Colin Creevey, Ron," I said, calmly.

Hermione watched, quiet, and poised on the couch, with a mild expression of laughter on her face. She had been more patient and calm this year. She said it was the Head Girl's Badge, but I think it was because of Ron.

"He asked me out, and I said yes," I explained for Ron, again. "I'm sixteen, Ron, soon to be seventeen! I can go out with whoever I want. I don't have to have you examine every guy who approaches me!"

"But you're my sister! I have perfect rights to say you CAN'T go out with HIM!" Ron yelled, stomping around.

That got me fired up. He was barely one year older, how could he say that, or think that? He should NOT have said that! Ever since he had gotten his Head Boy's badge, he had assumed more responsibility, over everyone, and especially me.

"RON! You're going out with Hermione and I never said anything about it! Just because you're ONE YEAR OLDER, doesn't make you in charge of my LIFE –"

"Hey, what's going on here?" Harry walked into the room, looking from an angry, red- eared Ron, to wild haired me. "Are you two having a go at each other again?" he asked.

"Yes, Harry," Hermione said, calmly. "Colin asked Ginny out, and Ron doesn't think he's suitable enough."

"Oh," said Harry. "Ron, it's her decision if she wants to go out with him. You really don't have an authority on the matter."

"Oh, SO now you're on HER SIDE?!" Ron said, angrily.

"I suppose I am," Harry said, coolly.

Ron opened his mouth, but Hermione caught his arm. "Ron, I really don't think this is a matter to get all upset about. You guys need to cool down. This is exactly why Ginny almost never tells you who she's going out with. Because she knows, you'll react like this. It's stupid, really. I know you think you should take responsibility for her, but now I think its time you let her go on her own."

Ron closed his mouth, and nodded. "You're right, Hermione. I'm sorry, Ginny and Harry."

"Its ok, Ron," I said graciously. "I know you want the best for me, but I think its time you gave me freedom. I never commented on you dating Hermione. I didn't say anything when Harry started going out with Parvati last year –"

"She broke up with me yesterday," Harry cut in. "I let her go, because she wanted to date Anthony Goldstein."

A silence fell after that.

"I'm sorry, Harry," I said, truly sorry.

"It's not like it's your fault, Ginny,' he laughed. "I didn't fancy her anymore anyway, but I didn't want to break up and hurt her feelings, so it's definitely all for the best."

"You'll get someone better next time, Harry," Ron said, glancing at me. "And maybe after this Colin "fling" is over, Ginny will find someone with better sense," he said glancing at Harry.

Hermione smothered a giggle at this hint, but Harry didn't pick it up.

"By the way, Quidditch practice is tomorrow, Ron... Ginny," he reminded us.

"Oh, thanks Harry," Ron said.

I nodded. "Did you tell Caitlin, Seamus, Mark and Euan about the practice?" I asked.

"Oh, I've only told Caitlin and Seamus on my way up here, cause they were working on some kind of Muggle Studies homework.... how do they have the same homework, if Caitlin is a year younger than him?" he asked.

"She's younger in age, and in year, but she takes some classes above her level, because she's really extremely smart. Her parents push her hard. She has a hard time at home sometimes, because her brother was a genius, and her parents expect the same from her. But, she's doing really well in school, and all she really wants to do is be a professional Quidditch player like her brother," I explained.

"I didn't know that," Ron said.

"Me neither, I didn't have any idea that anyone was even allowed to take classes above their year," said Hermione. "Otherwise I would have done it when I was younger. Now with N.E.W.T.s this year, I couldn't possibly take advanced classes and concentrate on the required ones."

Ron rolled his eyes. "It's only the first week of school, and she's already starting to study for the N.E.W.T.s; she's making Harry and I do it too."

Harry nodded in agreement. "The exams aren't until June!"

"There's nothing wrong with studying early," Hermione said primly, gathering her notes from the table. "I think I'm going to go to turn in, and I would advise you three to do so as well."

She left the room carrying her notes and books.

"I'm going to my dormitory, too," I said, yawning. "It is 9:45, and we have Potions tomorrow, and since both of you want to be Aurors, you need to do well in that class. Like reading all the directions of the board!"

As I was leaving I heard Ron say, "For once in my life, I'm going to listen to Hermione and Ginny and go to bed."

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