Sunday, August 22 Bedroom 11:12 A.M.

Sometimes I think all I've ever thought about since my trip to Diagon Alley is Harry Potter. I'm going crazy here! And so I, Ginevra Weasley, teenage witch of 17, have made a list of the top five things that make me blush when I look at him.

Top five Harry Heart Throbs

His sweet, funny, caring, and competitive personality, (I wonder how we would get along, hmmmm…)

2. His greatly defined, Quidditch trained, full set of muscles, (How can you not notice them? Every damn shirt he owns is tight, showing every little detail, sigh)

3. His thick wind-blown hair, (How I would love to run my fingers through it)

4. His kissable lips, (Not my words, but Lavender's)

5. His dazzling bottle green eyes (I get lost in them at every glance)

See? Now all I have to do is figure out which of Harry's qualities has made me think about him so much. Should be easy. . .

Ginny got out of bed, put her diary away, and stretched. It was true. There was something about Harry that made her think. Either it was his looks, his personality, and his qualities, or just the fact that he had been very mysterious the other day.

Shaking her head, she put on her robe and started down the stairs, only to be hugged very tight by someone. Someone with bushy brown hair. "Hermione!" Ginny gasped as she hugged the older girl back. "It's so good to see you Ginny!" Taking a step back, the two girls went down the stairs to help Ron.

"Mione," groaned Ron. "Why did I have to carry all of the luggage?" Hermione grinned. "Because I'm more delicate and you're very, very nice." She leaned in and gave Ron a kiss on the cheek. Ron blushed, but continued in carrying the luggage up the flight of stairs.

"So Ginny, how have things been?" asked Hermione as she walked outside. "Oh well, you know. Getting ready for Hogwarts and such."

"Really? When do you leave?" Ginny sat down in a chair. "Actually, I leave tomorrow." Hermione sat next to her. "Had any action with Guys lately?" Ginny turned pink. "To be honest, no. All the boys at Hogwarts at the moment are really well, immature."

Hermione nodded. "I know what you mean. Ron was helpless in seventh year, so was Harry, but now they act like men. It's like a whole new phase though. Like I said, All Ron cares about is snogging."

Shuddering at the thought of her almost-sister and brother snogging, Ginny asked," have you seen from Harry?"

"No actually. We've all been so busy, but Ron decided to stop by here to get some rest and finish of the summer. Speaking of which, aren't you hot in that?" Ginny glanced down at her robe. The sun was penetrating through it and she felt like she was in a sauna.

"Very. I think I'll go upstairs and change into something cooler." Hermione followed her and they went up into Ginny's bedroom.

Ginny looked through her drawers, but couldn't seem to find anything that was either to small or falling apart. "I think I need to go shopping," Ginny laughed. Hermione suddenly grinned. " I have an idea Gin. Why don't we go into London and get full on make-overs. I mean, no offence Ginny, but you really look like you need one."

"I guess I do, huh." Ginny said looking at her chipped nails and overly long hair. "One problem Hermione."

"What's that?" Ginny looked down at her feet. "I haven't any money." Hermione shook her head, "My treat Ginny. I haven't seen you for a while, and I also want to get away from Ron."

"You sure? Cause I can-" Hermione just grabbed her hand and through an old shirt and jeans at her. "Hurry up, I can tell Ron is in no mood to be alone in this house." Ginny smiled and got dressed.

In exactly three minutes, the girls were dressed and ready to go with a note on the refrigerator (The only place they knew he would see it) and apparatted out.

Meanwhile, Ron was still having trouble getting the bags upstairs. "Why the bloody hell did Hermione have to pack 3 huge suitcases for only 3 nights? It's like she expects to wear sixty outfits in one day!"

Finally making it up the stairs, all he did was drop everything onto the floor. "And that's one out of three loads," he thought miserably as he headed back down the steps.

When Ron had all of the luggage in Percy's old room (His own room being too small), he decided on getting a snack. Running down the stairs, he opened the cupboards sloppily, trying to find his old Cannons plate.

Just as he was opening the refrigerator, he noticed a note written in Hermione's handwriting.

Dear Ron,

Ginny and I are going into town for a little girl time and won't be back until latter today. Thanks for unloading the luggage from the night-bus, but I'd really appreciate it if you unpacked everything as well.

Love from Hermione

PS . If I know you and I do, you are probably groaning right now. Please note that if you do this for me, I will have a special present for you tonight. . .

Ron groaned. "It's my own fault for dating a girl who is so organized," he thought. Just as he was getting some cake from the refrigerator, he heard a voice.

"Hello Ronnikins!"came the twins voices as they appeared behind him. "This is going to be a long day,"Ron mumbled.

Later, in London, Ginny and Hermione were riffling through dresses at the mall. "Hermione?" Ginny suddenly asked. "How did you know that you wanted to date Ron?"

"I don't know. I guess it was just instincts. I followed my heart. Why?" Ginny pulled out a likely looking dress, but then put it back, noticing the lace frills at the bottom. "Because. . . I think I'm starting to like Harry." she said in a rush.

Hermione dropped the dress she was holding. "Are you serious? You like Harry?" Ginny looked at Hermione. "Well, Yeah. I mean, I know it's stupid. Harry probably thinks of me as just Ron's baby sister." Hermione gave Ginny a sympathetic look.

"Oh Ginny. I think you and Harry would make a great couple. I mean, you were the only one he would talk to about Sirius and Voldemort. He must think very highly of you." Ginny nodded. "Speaking of Harry, do you know what job he's doing these days Hermione?"

"No I don't. Didn't I tell you? He's been very secretive about his life. One would think he would tell at least you. Unless-" Hermione got a glint in her eye. "Unless what?"

"Unless he isn't allowed to," she finished thoughtfully. "And what jobs do that?" Hermione shrugged. "I'm not sure. The only job I know of that you can't tell anyone about are the unspeakables. You know, department of mysteries. But I doubt that Harry would want to work there, especially because of what happened to Sirius."

Ginny sighed. "Guess I'm no closer to knowing about his job then him dating me."

"Come on Ginny. We're here to forget about boys. Lets hurry up the clothes and go get our hair done." Ginny then said,"Alright" Then they both walked to the checkout counter and paid for their new clothes.

Back at the burrow, around 8:00PM, both the twins and Ron were busy sorting out all of Hermione's clothes. "Why are we helping you do this again?" George asked amid the huge load of shirts he was taking out. "Because I promised you that I would test the next five ideas for your joke shop."Ron grumbled.

"Oh that's right. I still think we got the better end of the deal though," Fred laughed as her held out a pair of Hermione's knickers. "Hey!" Ron snatched them back and put them away, blushing. "Don't do that! I don't go around your girlfriends knickers, so you keep your paws out of mine!"Fred and George looked at each other and burst out laughing.

"What did I say?" Ron asked exasperated. "I believe you that you just asked us to keep our hands out of your knickers. What kind do you have on Ron? Pink Lacy ones?" The twins continued to laugh as Fred said, "I personally thought you were a grey boxers kind of guy Ron. But hey, whatever floats your boat!"

Ron just continued to shove clothes into the wardrobe. "Sod off okay? This is my first girlfriend and I'd like to keep her." The twins still laughed every now and then, but they still got the job done.

About an hour later, all the suitcases were empty and all three brothers sat on the couch. There was five empty sweet wrappers on the coffee table and the twins looked like Christmas had come early. Ron on the other hand looked like he was going to sue.

The twins weird candy had given him pink hair, a girl's voice, a midget-sized body, green skin, and his eyes placed on his butt. He was tired, embarrassed, but happy. He had finished Hermione's wish, and now, he was going to get a present.

Outside the Burrow, Hermione and Ginny just arrived. Both had gotten new clothes, a new hair style, a professionally done face, and manicures. "Are you ready?" Hermione asked Ginny. "Lets do it."

As they walked into the house, Ron dropped the plate of food he had been holing and Fred and George were speechless for the first time in there lives. "Hermione?" Ron croaked. "Is that you?"

"Well who do you think it is Ronald? Come on Ginny, you should get to bed. You leave for Hogwarts tomorrow morning." Fred stood up. "I refuse to let Ginny go to Hogwarts looking like that. Guys will be all over her!"

Ron snapped out of his Girlfriend phase and switched into protective brother mode. "I agree! Do you know how randy seventeen year old boys were at that age? I should know, I was one!"

"And did that stop you from letting your totally randy feelings go wild? I think not. Besides, I'm only one year older then Ginny an you obviously like the way I look right?"

"Well of c-coarse I l-like the way you- I mean, that's different! You're my girlfriend! Ginny's my little sister and-"

"Should be treated exactly like me." Hermione finished. Fred and George shrugged realizing defeat. "Well, we should be going, we only really came by because mum told us that Ronnikins was all alone. See ya!" And they apparatted.

Ron stood there and took one look at Ginny and then Hermione. Finally, he leaned in and they started to make out. "EEWW!" Ginny's thoughts screamed, as she ran to her room. She was happy for them, but not that happy.

As she got ready for bed, she packed all of her new clothes and make-up supplies. She had to admit, the new look she had really brought up her courage towards guys. Maybe Hogwarts won't be so after all. Her last thoughts however, before she fell asleep were about Harry.

The next morning, she was shaken awake by Mrs. Weasley. "Wake up Ginny, dear. You have to apparatte to King's Cross." She left the room, leaving Ginny to roll over.

Getting up, she stretched and pulled on her new muggle outfit. Smiling, she brusher her now shinny hair and put on the make-up. She was ready. Hurrying down the stairs, she grabbed a piece of toast. "Ginny! Don't you look fine this morning. Did you have a nice time with Hermione yesterday?"

"Yeah I did actually. What time is it?" Mrs. Weasley pointed to the clock. "Ten minutes until the train leaves." Ginny gasped. "Oh my god! I have to go!" She ran up the stairs and knocked on Hermione and Ron's door.

"Come in,' came Hermione's sleepy voice. "I just wanted to say good-bye, I'm really, really late." Hermione sat up in bed and beckoned her over. The two girls hugged very tight. "I'll come home for Christmas this year, okay?" Hermione nodded and waved goodbye as Ginny shut the door.

"Oh, good luck Ginny." Mrs. Weasley said as she hugged her only daughter one last time before she left. "I'll see you later." Ginny said, as she hoisted her trunk into a standing position. "Bye mum." she said as she apparatted and appeared at King's Cross.

Ginny stumbled as she landed with the heavy trunk at the station. Grabbing a trolley, she carefully lifted it into it and sprinted of to platform 93/4. When she made it, she checked the clock. She had exactly two minutes to get onto the train.

Closing her eyes, she started at a run and ended at a sprint, as she went through the barrier between platforms 9 and 10. She continued to sprint as she only had around a minute to get onto the train. "Ginny!" another familiar voice came from behind her. "Hi there Luna. Can you give me some help with this trunk? The train's about to leave."

Just in the nick of time, both girls were safely on the train and walking with their luggage towards an empty compartment. Ginny was so busy talking to luna that she didn't notice that someone was watching her.

Harry Potter was inside of a compartment on the train that they had just passed. He had also seen Ginny Weasley's new fashion style. His last words before his head dropped into is hands were, "Why me?"

A/n: did you like it? I tried to make it longer because of the short chapter before. Please R&R if you want me to continue. Lots of reviews Faster updates :)