Hey all! My name is Alexia and this is my first fanfiction i ever wrote so please revew and tell me what you think! Im posting this again with a few changes...

Thanks to Sim1014 and die Lorely for reviewing it before!

Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with the Harry Potter, not the characters just my story!

This had to be the worst day of Ginevra Weasleys life. She was confused frustrated annoyed guilty but mainly confused. She didn't know what to do and that was a first for her. She had so much drive in her, she knew where she wanted to go and she didn't have to worry about making the right decisions but here she was stuck, helpless, she needed advice but who could she ask. Harry? no he would look at her and say "the decision is absolutely obvious" and be biased just like her whole family including Hermione and Cho because they're family being married to Ron and Harry making them sister-in-laws. She couldn't ask Luna, she would look at her dreamily and start talking about Crumpled Horned Snoracks or whatever that was not about the topic at hand. Colin? Nah he didn't even know what was going on and that only left Neville, who she really trusted but she couldn't disturb him while he was on his honeymoon with Pansy, she didn't want to spend the night in St. Mungo's. So this meant that she was left by herself.
It was hard for her, being the sister of the best keeper in a century who played for the Chudley Canons and the fiancée of the worlds best seeker who played for the Falmouth Falcons. Put both teams opposite each other in the finale match of the season and she was stuck. To every fan out there it was a Canon Vs Falcon match…for her it was a Family Vs Love match!

"Gin. Gin you in here?"

"Err yeah ill be out in a minute"

She knew if she went out there he would know straight away that something was wrong. Ginny didn't know how he knew it but he always knew as if he could read her like a book. She sometimes wondered if she were a book to him because he certainly was one to her.

Ginevra could always hide her feelings away from everyone after her first year and she felt as if know one understood her, granted no one felt what she felt so they couldn't understand but it was the thought that counted. Sure enough her brothers and Harry and Hermione stuck around for a while trying to console her but they never really did include her in their lives. She would always be Ron's' little sister the girl with the crush the size of Uranus on The Boy Who Lived. Anyway years passed on and her crush well waned, Harry was no longer her knight in shining armour and she felt that she needed to move on and well live her life so she did what any other beautiful girl aged 15 do. She went through the Hogwarts boys in 5th 6th and 7th like tissue. She didn't really care if they were Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff hell even if they were Slytherin; she was on a rebellious streak. However -----

Wait your wondering why I'm telling you all this right? Well, because my fellow readers the past (which shapes us all by the way) of how this dreadful and distressing day came to happen needs to be told from the beginning, and no I'm not talking about the day the world was created whatever whatever whatever, I'm actually talking about the day when Ginevra ran into and I mean literally ran into our handsome erm him. So that bit of rambling I was doing earlier kinda comes into all of this so please follow me………

However her brother Ron who finally realised that his little sister had become the most beautiful girl in the whole school had taken the duty to guard her honour upon himself, and that meant the Ron and Harry (Hermione had taken no part in this what so ever because she knew Ginny wanted to do what she felt like) had begun stalking her around the castle. Every corner she took, every class she stepped out of she would find them lurking around and eyeing up everyone who was a male and send threatening glares shooting towards them. The first few times she found them she thought it was sweet and very brotherly but half way through the year it became unbearable and she felt like ringing their necks every time they turned up. They would scare away potential dates hell they even scared away Neville and he only came to ask her if she had Herbology in the afternoon. Ginny wasn't stupid though; she knew all of Hogwarts secret passage ways without Harry's map, and being really close to Hermione had been great. 'Mione would warn Ginny through a charmed Galleon they used the previous year to tell her if the troubled two were heading her way.

Flashback

Her plan was to just come running out of Transfiguration and to run along the seventh floor corridor, to the tapestry of the dancing dragons where she would go down the hidden staircase to the dungeons, and from there she would have to hurry to the kitchens to sneak some lunch out. This was just to avoid eating in the great hall with Harry sitting on one side and Ron sat on the other and not let anyone apart from girls talk to her.

She had somehow managed to convince Professor McGonagall to let her out early so that part of her plan had worked. She then headed up to the seventh floor corridor walking swiftly past Dumbledores office, the Room of Requirement, and she finally reached the tapestry of the dancing dragons. The tapestry was quite beautiful, the different species of dragons and the way they somehow managed to dance the Tango and the Waltz was not lost on Ginevra. She would sometimes look at the different tapestries and other artwork that graced the halls of Hogwarts when she wasn't on the run. However today was not they right day and the right time to stand and become lost in the fine detailed artwork, so she pulled back the tapestry and turned around to face the corridor to see if anyone saw her and stepped backwards into something hard. Very hard. She let the tapestry fall from her hands and turned around to see something she never ever in her whole life thought to see up close…