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Ginny stared at her rail thin body in the mirror. She gazed at all of the tiny imperfections that no one but herself saw. She knew within her heart that if only she were tinier Harry would finally see her as Ginny Weasely, not Ron's little sister. Her skin was as white as cream and her hair shown a violent red. Her face didn't show signs of her bulimia but it wouldn't be too long before people began to notice the way she rushed to the bathroom after a meal. People talked at Hogwarts. It would be hard to hide such a great secret but as long as she looked great she didn't care about the consequences. She glanced around the dormitory, grateful that she was the only one in the room. Everyone else had rushed down to breakfast. Ginny knew that the smell of all the rich food would turn her stomach so she opted not to eat. It was a small sacrifice to pay for her amazing body. She slowly pulled her skirt of her bony knees and up her thin thighs. All the while loving the way she looked. Her stomach growled in protest but Ginny had learned how to master her urges. She slipped on her shoes and quickly threw on her school blazer. She could not be late for her first advanced potion lesson.
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"Gods, Ginny," Hermione grimaced, "How do you manage to stay so thin?" she lifted her shirt up and pinched a roll of fat. Almost non-existent but you know how girls are.
Ginny smiled within at the compliment but had mastered her facial movements, she glanced down at her body and grimaced, "Hermione, I'm as fat as a cow," She smoothed down her shirt and glanced at her watch, "We better go. Harry and Ron will be waiting on us."
Hermione looked at her friend suspiciously. She wondered how Ginny managed to stay so thin, maybe magic? Or maybe something else...
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As Hermione and Ginny walked into the Great Hall breakfast was nearly over. Hermione rushed to get what Ron had left over (not much by the way) but Ginny simply sat next to Harry and sipped some water, oblivious to what everyone around her was saying.
"Have you seen that Ginny Weasley girl? She's as skinny as a pole." A Ravenclaw whispered to her friend.
"Well, I heard that she throws up after every meal." muttered a Hufflepuff.
"I would kill to have her body," Moaned Pansy to Draco.
He glanced up, "Whose?" He continued to glance around. After all, he was the expert on bodies.
"Ginny Weasley's. It isn't fair that she stays as slim as she does. I have to exercise and watch what I eat." Pansy replied, she was so jealous of Ginny Weasley although she was loath to admit it. She was a Slytherin princess and Ginny Weasley was supposed to be beneath her.
Draco rolled his eyes, "Did you ever think it's because she doesn't eat and if she does she throws it up soon after?" He asked stating the obvious. He looked over at Ginny and noticed how she was struggling to maintain Harry's attention. 'It's kind of sad to see her struggling so hard and her efforts going to waste. It isn't that she's ugly,' he thought to himself, 'Perhaps I...wait...no...I wouldn't ever consider wasting my time on a Weaslette. That was a ridiculous thought.'
Pansy's voice, like nails on a chalkboard brought him out of his reverie, "You really think she has an eating disorder?" she whispered conspiratorially.
"What? Of course I think that," He sneered, partly to reprimand himself for thinking that Ginny Weasley was pretty, "She's skin and bones," They started to walk out of the Great Hall...and right behind Ginny and Hermione. He raised his voice, "She's just skin and bones. No wonder Potter doesn't want her. She's basically a skeleton."
Ginny turned on him with bright brown eyes burning with hatred and saw that his piercing gray ones were staring holes into her as well. She whipped back around and grabbed Hermione's arm, "Come on," she said, "We need to get to class."
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All day Draco remembered the brilliant eyes that glared out at him from Ginny's bony face. He couldn't concentrate or think. All he remembered was her eyes. How he wanted them turned to him again. He would do anything to have them turned to him again.
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A thought turns into a secret turns into a rumor and soon everyone knew that Ginny Weasley had a eating disorder.
"I should have known," Hermione cried to Harry and Ron, "She had all the signs. WHY DIDN'T I KNOW?"
Harry and Ron looked at each other as Ron took her in his arms, "Hermione, we knew. We just didn't want to think anything was wrong with her. We had to have known."
Hermione looked into his eyes, "We have to talk to her."
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Ginny walked down the hall oblivous to all the whispers and looks. Draco stared at her as his gang passed and noticed she looked back...and blushed?
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So, it's my third story the first two were Seer's Calling and I Dare You... Seer's Calling isn't on this site but it will be soon.
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lilac