Ginny Weasley
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Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
Summary: Growing up with six brothers isn't easy. Falling for your closest brother's best friend and resident hero isn't easy. Trying to help to defeat Voldemort while having a remotely normal teenage life isn't easy. Working as a Chaser isn't easy. Raising three children isn't easy. Being a grandmother to seven isn't easy. So all in all, Ginny Weasley hasn't had an easy life. But nothing that's worth it is easy either.
Timeline: Ginny's Life: August 11, 1981-December 6, 2136
Word Count: 500
Notes: Besides being proud that this is exactly 500 words, sorry for the delay. Thank you for all the reviews! I never expected this to be so well received!
If anything is confusing, feel free to ask.
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She looked up with her eyes shimmering and an air of excitement on her face. "Gween!" She exclaimed, pointing to her brother's sweater.
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She saw the two year old Ron playing chess, and without hesitation, she walked over and kicked the board.
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Cautiously, she peered out behind the door of her room, a grin flittering onto her three year old face as she watch the twins trying to pull out the Galleon from the floor.
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George was backing up sheepishly, but her eyes were directed at him only, flashing dangerously. Said twin flinched when the all the lights in the room went out.
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Her red hair was pulled back, out of her face, as she glided through the air, unnoticed by her older brothers.
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Head tilted to the side, her blonde hair billowing around her, she stuck out her hand. "Luna Lovegood."
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Timidly, he walked up to her mother. She took in his appearance, from the messy raven hair, to the poor clothes, to the bright, brilliant green eyes.
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The tears flowed as her stomach growled in hunger, but no one heard it because was no one there.
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With Luna and two other strangers beside her, she looked up at the magnificent sight, her eyes wide in shock. She was so mesmerized she almost missed the unmistakable sound of metal being crunched coming from afar.
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With all her eagerness, she furiously copied down her Charm's notes, not bothering with the splatters of ink on the parchment or the raised eyebrows and questioning glances she was receiving.
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Her robes were stained in blood, her hair was full of muck, and as her vision became blurry as she realized she was in a dark chamber, and she saw the fuzzy outline of a handsome teenager.
"Thank you, Ginny."
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Even though her date wasn't who she would have pictured, she laughed, nonetheless, Neville beaming across from her.
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His eyes weren't green, his hair wasn't black, but he was still very good-looking, and he was still lowering his head, lower….lower…
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They walked down the lane towards the Three Broomsticks, her hand intertwined with Michael's, she feeling happier than she had in a very long time.
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His muggle clothes stained in grim and blood, he looked down at her, her blazing look piercing him.
"I love you, Ginny."
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A quaffle on the desk, she picked up the quill and signed the contract, happy to accept her new job.
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The grin on her face wouldn't disappear, and he was equally happy, and with her wedding dress slowly sliding, they slipped under the sheets.
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She pushed, the pain building, she pushed and pushed, until she heard the loud cries of a new life entering the world.
"James…"
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She smiled down at the tiny infant in her arms, her eyes twinkling at the playful manner of the brunette, her tiny figure pulling at heartstrings.
"What's her name?"
"Amanda Ginerva Potter."
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