I awoke to my mother putting a tray of her signature breakfast on my lap. "Happy 15th Birthday Ginevra!" My mom cheered enthusiastically.

That was odd. Mom always made special pancakes, but never breakfast in bed. "Oi! What the Bloody Hell is going on here?" I asked skeptically.

"Language young lady. A good friend of yours has expressed an interest in wanting to throw you a surprise party this evening at 6."

"Mum the only friend that would do that is Neville Longbottom, because he is a fabulous best mate."

"Well as it is a surprise I cannot tell you. I can however tell you that you are going shopping for an outfit after breakfast.

"But we always have birthday dinner mum!"

"Ahh hush. Birthday dinner will be served at 4 tonight. That's all. Now enough yammering and tuck in."

I started to pout at my mother, but set to devouring my food anyhow. "Bring your dishes when you are done getting dressed. You and your father will be off immediately."

I finished breakfast and headed downstairs in regular trousers and a T-shirt with my hair tied back. I took Daddy's arm and we apparated to a luxurious boutique.

We walked into the shop and a small bouncy woman bounded up to me. "Ginny Weasley its a pleasure to meet you! Your benefactor has told us to spare no expense, and he wants you in pique 'natural' perfection."

My jaw dropped as I looked around the swank boutique. These dresses had to have been worth thousands and my 'benefactor' is letting me run loose.

The small woman pulled me with amazing strength to the shelves and I noticed immediately that everything was Slytherin Green. That meant that my 'benefactor' is not Neville or even Harry. Maybe Harry...he did go through that parselmouth phase...

"My benefactor planned the party didn't they Daddy?"

"Ahh perfection try this on." She sent me into the changing room and sent me into the changing room and I put the dress on. It had a knee length skirt with an outer layer of velvet that formed a full length skirt in the back. It dipped just a bit in the cleavage and it was a little bulky really. It didn't really flow.

"Daddy I don't like this-"

"Hush Ginny." He stared at me. "Shorten the skirt." A poof of magic and it was so short I could feel the breeze on my knickers. My jaw dropped. "Flair the skirt." The back piece that was to the floor added some boning to flair out from my legs, sorta like a princess dress.

"Drop the shoulders." They became scraps of cloth gathered around my arms. "Split the cleavage." My modest C-cup breasts spilled forth.

"Daddy!" I shrieked.

"I said hush child." He growled lowly. I took a hesitant step back and stilled. He rarely used that tone, but it seemed to have undercurrents of something else. "Boost the girls." My breasts lifted so high that the shoulders were almost lower than them.

I couldn't believe what was going on. Someone who had a penchant for Slytherin Green and a lot of money wanted to shag me senseless and was using my 15th birthday was an excuse.

"Daddy this is awful. What is going on here?" He glared at me briefly then silenced me with a wave of his wand. My jaw dropped and I just stood there and stared at him while the miniscule woman dragged me around the shop adding jewelry.

I got a silver crown with a 15 set in emeralds and a big Ruby heart in the middle of my chest.

After finding me some nice gloves and heels the petite lady took me into a room and made me strip. After that she began handing me pure white lingerie pieces.

She fitted me in a corset, crotchless panties and garter clips that ended right at the edge of my outer lips. The fringe was tickling my nethers and I found myself growing warm.

After everything was all fitted I was put back into normal clothes and everything was packaged. Daddy took the silencing spell off of me and I had nothing to say.

"Ginny?" He asked cautiously.

"Does mom know?"

"Yes."

"Fine." If mom knew this was in her hands. I trusted mom.