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Ginny walked slowly to the great hall in a fabulous new pair of black heels. She had an extra spring in her step; an extra sway in her stride. Why? It was her sixteenth birthday.

As she strutted down the corridor, she was joined by Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger. "Hi, guys." She said calmly. She wouldn't act excited. She would make them remember her birthday on their own.

Draco was the first to hug her. "Good morning, birthday girl!" he said happily. Hermione was next to react, with her own rushed celebratory remark, complete with a blush that made it clear to Ginny that the girl had forgotten the celebration.

Harry hugged her tightly. "Happy birthday!" he exclaimed, "Does it feel any different?"

Ginny raised an eyebrow, "Than when I was fifteen? Sure, I guess…" Really, it didn't. She hated when people asked her that. As if they hadn't done the same thing when they were her age. As if it ever felt any different. Oh, please.

Ron was blushing terribly. "Um… happy birthday…" he muttered. He yanked Hermione to the side, and began a whispered bicker, most likely over who had forgotten, and who was supposed to remind the other.

"Okay," Draco said excitedly, "How are we bringing in the new year?"

She shrugged, "I don't really do much for my birthday. It's just sort of… special."

Draco could see from the sly smile on her face that the 'special' feeling she had may have had more to do with the fact that Harry, her long time crush, and almost-boyfriend, was right beside her, ignoring his best friends.

"Well, this year will be different." Harry said happily, "We'll celebrate all night!"

By the time that they reached the great hall, Hermione and Ron were back in stride with the others, but they were both slightly red in the face. (In Ron's case, ignore the 'slightly')

Draco sat down with the Gryffindors as he was quite accustomed to doing by then. "So…" he said, his excitement growing, "Where's the party?"

"What party?" Ron asked like the nosy little boy that he was.

"Your sister's birthday party. Honestly, Ronald." Hermione sighed with what she desperately hoped was exasperation.

Ron rolled his eyes, "yes; Her-mi-o-neeeee." He said, equally exasperated, and drawing her name out sarcastically. "I just didn't know we were celebrating."

Draco made a grumpy noise that those two were fighting on Ginny's birthday. "Why the hell wouldn't we?" he snapped.

Ron shrugged, "We never have."

"Well, we will this year." Harry said happily.

Ron shrugged again, and let Draco and Harry excite Ginny with their party plans.

By the end of classes, Draco and Harry had spent about four hours chatting. They were going to the Hogs Head, where the older students could drink. They were all legal, Rosmerta just didn't serve alcohol to students. (Ron stopped liking her after an argument where he learned that bit of information).

They were inviting pretty much everyone that Ginny had ever seen at Hogwarts. There was sure to be a good turn out simply because of the amount of people asked to join them.

Draco slipped off to the bar one last time, with the last batch of friends under Harry's invisibility cloak.

By the time that he was back, Ginny was all ready to go, and looking fantastic with a loose pony-tail in her dark red hair, and black jeans that reached the floor even with her new heels.

The golden trio, plus Draco escorted the birthday girl to her party, with mounting excitement. Nearly the entire school was packed in and around the bar. There were balloons, and ice sculptures (courtesy of Harry) scattered about the room.

You can assume what happened for the next few hours, with all of the students getting a little smashed, and more than a little loud. The noise mounted so high, that Professor McGonagall had no troubles deciding what was going on. She made a quick trip to all of the dormitories to confirm her suspicions.

Imagine her surprise when she arrived at the Hogs Head, and couldn't decide to whom the party actually belonged. She performed a spell to magnify her voice. "If the party throwers for this little… 'shin-dig' do not come forth at once, all students will have detention for a month!" she snapped.

Some goody-two-shoes Hufflepuff pushed forward Draco and Harry. Somehow, Hermione, Ron and Ginny were also thrown into McGonagalls eye-line. That was all that she needed.

"Come with me." she snapped.

The students followed her, at two in the morning, to her office, where she sat them down and stared at them critically. They could hear that the party had not been broken up, and was clearly still raging on back at the pub.

"What motivated such thought-less behavior?" she barked.

Harry met her gaze bravely, "Throwing a party, or throwing this party?" he asked calmly.

"Both." McGonagall instructed, somehow keeping her stare on all five of them at once.

Ginny raised her chin defiantly like she always did when she really hated where she was. "We just needed to blow off a little steam, Professor."

"Detention." The older woman snapped, "For two months!"

"What?" Draco snapped.

"Go to bed." McGonagall instructed angrily.

The five students rose as one, and started for the door.

"Oh, and Miss Weasley," McGonagall said almost pleasantly. Ginny turned, terrified that her fate would be even worse. "Happy Birthday."

A/N- There you go, little ducklings! Hope you're enjoying my little series. I wish someone would throw me a party like that. But noooo, that's all illegal and stuff!

Kisses and Cupcakes,

Dani