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I wanted to sound smart :D
Dear diary,
The day of the ball (part one)
And I am shitting my pants
Oh God I don't want to go! I know the plan is really good and intricately thought out but when have my plans ever worked?! I've probably forgot a key point like I don't know using an invisibility charm when you're covered in shit or putting a silencing charm on the bathroom door if you're scared you're crush will think you pee weirdly.
See! Now I know we need to put silencing charms on the bathroom door at the ball tonight. Sacre bleu!
Its nearly five o'clock so I suppose I have to start getting ready.
I can stay in bed for five more… no GET UP GINEVRA!
Okay here we go:
5:00pm: change into my abomination of a dress
I swear to Merlin this thing has got worse since I last saw it! Its… tight as well… oh God my boob keeps popping out!
I'll just go get that firewhisky from my desk… and oh shit! I tripped over the flipping frills at the bottom and oh Merlin they've ripped off! Oh no!
Right. Remain calm. Calm and collected. Hermione will know what to do.
"HERMIONE! FOR MERLIN'S SAKE I NEED YOU TO HELP WITH THIS THING!" I screamed down the stairs. Calm and collected.
I heard Ron sigh, they were probably having sex again, and my point was proven when she came up the stairs with her hair messy.
"Oh, Merlin's tits Ginny what have you done?!" She cried, staring at the tatters that were the bottom of my dress.
"I fell over." I mumbled miserably, not like I cared about the dress, but I'd still have to turn up in it. "Can we fix it?"
Hermione was very silent.
"Hermione."
"I'm sorry Gin. It will take at least six hours to do, and we don't-"
"-have six hours." I interjected, and fell on my bed.
"You'll just have to make do, I suppose Ginny." She hugged me, and went back to continue shagging my older brother.
I could just hear the moans and "oh Ron! Ron!"
The plan is still foolproof.
5:10 do makeup to the best of my non-existent ability
Yeah, no that didn't happen.
5:15 swear at my reflection for five minutes
Oh fucking shit in a hole oh Merlin what's wrong with me I look like a blooming Azkaban prisoner, oh Merlin help me live through this shit.
5:20 tie hair into a bun
Well that went okay.
5:25 find dress that I wore to the Yule ball in third year which now fits again after endless charms, put it in Hermione's bag (she's in on the plan)
Haha! Found it!
"Hermione! Bag!"
All sorted for that one.
5:30 make my way downstairs, ignore laughter from George and Charlie
And trip a couple of times.
5:40 all of us find Portkey, which is supposedly a young child's pink coloured sock
Took us a while to find it, but we did eventually.
5:50 avoid weird looks when arrive by hiding behind a fountain
Told everyone to go on ahead, and I hid for about ten minutes so everyone had gone in.
6:00-6:05 show my face at the ball a couple of times. Avoid Harry at ALL costs
I stood at the back of the hall and said hello a couple of times. Luckily the back is dark, so my dress was concealed.
I watched the speeches, which are on every year. It's mainly Harry, Ron, Hermione and Neville as well, since he was the one who killed the snake.
All the members of Dumbledore's Army have to say something at the end, so hopefully I will be ready for that then.
Harry first.
"I look at you all, from this stage tonight, and I think, 'Christ. I don't deserve your smiles, your warm words. I don't deserve your comfort, your grace." He pauses, and somehow his eyes meet mine, and I was unsure if he could see me or not. "We lost many, many loved ones three years ago. We lost our brothers, sisters, mothers, fathers, cousins, aunties, uncles, boyfriends, girlfriends, husbands, wives, even elves. But we really lost friends, and I don't think I would be talking to you without the friends who helped me.
I learnt a few things on my journey, and one of those things was that even if you thought you'd lost everything, there will still always be someone there for you, and that someone there for you will be someone to fight for.
And I know, that if anything had happened to my reason to fight for, I would not have fought, but she's still here, and I'm still fighting now." He looked me straight in the eyes then, and I felt something in my chest constrict, I had to leave now.
I knew then. I had to be what Harry wanted me to be.
Happy.
And even though this was something as stupid as a dress, I had to do it.
Let's go.
6:10 find a bathroom and perform invisibility charm
It didn't take long, since the ministry had been kind enough to give me directions on my way there (signs, basically.)
As I opened the door, I withdrew slightly, hearing voices.
"Oh my God, did you like, see Ginny Weasley's dress, she looks totally, ridiculous. Like, you know. I mean, why would Harry Potter like her anyway?" I heard a lipstick can click open.
"I mean, he's totally attractive and famous, and she's just like… bleh. She's poor, and she practically followed him around like a puppy dog when they were at Hogwarts together, I mean come on, just because she's Ron Weasley's little sister!" Her friend laughed in agreement.
My Weasley temper was starting to take over. No one was in the corridors, so I quickly cast the invisibility charm, and entered the bathroom with a glass of wine in my hand.
"She's totally ugly. You know what, I think I'm going to make my move on Harry tonight, I mean, who could deny these breasts?" She lifted them up in the mirror, and I got a good look at her and her friend. I had no idea who they were though. Blonde hair, slim and tall, with hips and breasts that I so wish I had.
Now was my chance.
I poured the wine over her head and she squealed. Her hair was drenched and so was her makeup, as well as her perfect, pink dress. It was too bad for her that it was red wine.
Ginny Weasley strikes again! Right, moving on.
6:15 find Hermione by two tugs on her hair
I did eventually find her, and she excused herself. She quickly handed me the dress. By now the blonde skinny bitches were gone.
"Hermione!" I cried. This was not my Yule ball dress. This was the dress I loved.
I hugged her, and she smiled. "How did you get it?!" I said happily.
"Thank your Mum, Ginny. I told her everything." I smiled and sighed, and hugged Hermione again. "Now quickly get changed!" She cried, and I grinned, emerging from the toilet cubicle five minutes later.
Hermione brushed through my hair, and applied and lipstick to my mouth, and a light blusher on my cheeks. It wouldn't work if I overdid it.
Hermione grinned, and I smiled back.
"Ginny, go dance with Harry. He's been looking for you." She winked, and we ran back down the corridors.
A/N well we're at the end of our fifth chapter! I looooved writing this, and Ginny pouring the wine over that bitches head was wicked to write. It's something I've always wanted to do someone in particular : )
Part two might be up tonight, and there will be plenty of fluff in that.
I'm not sure about things in later chapters yet, but its rated mature so there is a possibility of content that's inappropriate.
This is a particularly long chapter!
With love,
UnleashThePotter
