The other's story
Dominique Ginny Weasley
She was the wild child of her family. Not a prankster, like several of her cousins but simply wild. She hadn't been very old when she'd first told her parents that when she grew up she wanted to join Uncle Charlie in Romania and look after dragons. She'd always looked up to her unmarried uncle. Her dad used to joke that she could have been Charlie's daughter with her love of animals. She'd chosen Care of Magical creatures without hesitation. Enjoying to hang out down at Hagrid's.
Still she was actually rather well behaved. She would go swimming in the sea at Shell Cottage but some in the moment her mother called. In school she could joke for hours with her friends but still make her homework.
Starting at Hogwarts had been the best time of her life. She'd been sorted into Gryffindor for as the hat said you're so bold it borders to craziness. Yes, she was a little crazy. When she was three she'd stolen a broom someone had left laying around and, because she couldn't control the big broom, had ended up with both her arms broken. Not that it scared her away from flying. She was a good flyer but she didn't like Quidditch, preferring to make silly stunts instead.
Where her sister's hair was more like their mother's her own was truly Weasley red and for some, reason instead of being straight like her parents' it was really curly. "Curl-top" was her nickname. And she loved it. Loved the fact that even though she was a redhead like so many of her cousins she was the only one with curls like that.