Sorry all. I know that this chappie is really short but I don't feel so inclined to pack to much info into this so….REVIEW PLEASE!!

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Ginny hadn't come out of her room all summer. Molly would bring her dinner upstairs, and Ginny wouldn't eat much of it. She just sat at her desk with a large sketch book, oil pastels, and her wand.

The sketch book though, was quickly filling with landscapes, animals, people. She was amazed at each and everything she created.

Although, admittedly, she felt guilty, after all the magic tended to do most the work. Sculpting the perfect lines. Filling in the image that the magic had created, saving her time.

Finally, she got to the last page of the sketch book. It was two days before school started which, she figured, was good timing as she planned to get her silver piece back. She felt some what fantastic today. She drew a castle, larger and prettier than Hogwarts. Hills of green grass. A glassy lake, giant squid free. Under it, she wrote in her best essay handwriting. This is the world of my own.

As she always did after finishing a piece, she waved her wand over it. The some what crooked towers were straightened to look natural. The childish waves were softened to create the appearance of real water. She was amazed at what just waving her wand could do.

She smiled at her work of art and decided to go to bed.

She slept well, heavy. A sleep she hadn't been able to enjoy for a while. When she woke up, she wasn't in her dark somewhat dingy room. A room made for a princess, or a queen. A room that would fit in her castle she thought.

That's when it hit her, this is exactly what she imagined her castle to look like. She must still be dreaming. She crawled into bed and laid awake waiting for her real-self to wake up.

"M'Lady? Are you awake?" A small timid voice came from the door. "I don't mean to bother you miss, it's just that you've been in here an awful long time and we're starting to wonder if everything is alright."

"I'm sorry. I think you have the wrong room." Ginny said. "I'm no Lady. And I haven't been in here long at all."

"You are Lady Ginevra aren't you?"

"Ginny, please." She said sitting up. "Who are you?"

"You're handmaiden Luna."

Ginny stared at the girl in front of her for a moment before bursting. "Luna!"

The girl backed off a bit. "Are you alright miss? Should I call the doctor?"

"No, no," Ginny said, "I'll be alright. Yes. That makes sense. In a world of my own my best friend would be the person closest to me." Then she realized, finally, after all of that. That she really was in a world of her own and could decide who what and when something would happen.