A Different Beginning

Supper at the Burrow

Green flames died out, and Harry Potter tumble out of the fireplace. He heard laughing, and looked up to see Ginny, Selena, Lily and a bunch of redheads standing over him.

"I hate the floo," Harry muttered, and grabbed the hand reaching out. He got to his feet, only to find half his body gone.

"What the bloody hell?" Harry cried out, only to get a smack on the back of his head.

"Language, Harry," Lily scolded.

"Hiya Harry, I'm Fred," a tall redhead boy said.

"And I'm George," one that looked identical spoke up.

"Fred and George, that is no way to greet guests," Mrs. Weasley yelled, "Undo it now!"

"Sheesh, all right," George looked offended. Fred whipped his wand, and Harry's lower body appeared again.

"Come on, Harry," a laughing Ginny dragged him upstairs. They went into a room with a window overlooking a garden. There was a poster of the Holyhead Harpies captain, and another or the wizarding rock band the Weird Sisters. There was a bed, a desk and a dresser.

"Not much, but I guess I'm lucky enough to have my own bedroom," Ginny sighed, sitting down.

"Eh, I don't really care," Harry shrugged, sitting down on the chair across from her.

"So…" Ginny drawled, "How's life?"

Harry laughed, "Alright, you?"

"Alright."

"So…" Harry got up and looked out the window, "You play quidditch?"

"Don't tell my brothers, but since the age of six, I've been breaking into the shed and trying all of their brooms," Ginny whispered.

"Really, wow, you've got nerve," Harry smiled, "What position do you play?"

"Mostly chaser, I can catch a snitch, however," Ginny grinned.

"Can we go play?" Harry asked.

"Sure, lets go," Ginny jumped up and ran downstairs, with Harry close behind.

Molly and Lily were talking in the kitchen, when Harry and Ginny ran through.

"Where are you going?" Molly shouted out.

"Quidditch," Ginny called back. Instantly, Ron, Fred and George were on there feet, following the two outside. Harry was unsure of which broom to pick, so Ginny grabbed Charlie's old one for him.

"Hey Ginny, why are you out here?" Ron asked, "Everyone knows you can't play."

"Yeah, Ron's right, you should stay out of this, quidditch is for us, real men who could handle the pressure," Fred or George smirked.

"Can you play, Harry?" Ron inquired.

"Yeah," Harry answered, distracted, "Why can't Ginny play?"

"Well, the thing is, she can't fly, and besides, we don't want her to get hurt," George declared.

"Well how would you know?" Harry retorted.

"Harry, it's alright, I'll just watch," Ginny mumbled, walking over to the edge of the garden.

"Play without me," Harry decided, throwing down the broom and chasing after Ginny.

"Harry, you could've just played without me," Ginny sniffed, sounding like she was about to cry.

"Hey, don't cry," Harry comforted, "The Ginny I know is strong, someone who won't back down after something like this."

"Yeah, well, it's just that they always treat me like a baby, and I'm not," Ginny cried forcefully.

"Obviously," Harry muttered, feeling energy and power coming from Ginny, "Hey, calm down, they just don't see the wonder and talent in someone like you."

"Thanks, Harry," Ginny smiled. The two spent the rest of the time before supper playing tag and just talking.

"BOYS, GINNY, SUPPERS READY," Mrs. Weasley shouted from the kitchen. Harry got up, and held out his hand to help Ginny up. Together, they raced back to the house, (which Ginny won, much to Harry's distaste).

"Dad, what are you doing here?" Harry asked, after seeing his father and Selena playing with some muggle cards.

"Well, I heard you met the Weasleys, so I came here with Arthur," James replied, "Seems like you have a new friend."

"Yeah, this is Ginny," Harry responded. Then, a man walked in with red hair all the Weasleys had.

"Arthur Weasley, nice to meet you Harry," he said, shaking Harry's hand.

"You too, sir," Harry replied.

"Come, sit down next to Ginny," Mrs. Weasley pointed to a chair. Harry sat down and hungrily dug into the onion soup Mrs. Weasley had made.

"Wow, this is amazing," Harry exclaimed.

"Thank you dear," Mrs. Weasley answered.

"Harry, you missed an awesome game of quidditch," Ron pointed out.

"Yeah, well, I don't care," Harry replied coldly.

"Harry," Lily exclaimed.

"Mum, you didn't see how they treated Ginny," Harry protested.

"Harry, shut up," Ginny whispered.

"And how exactly did they treat her?" Mrs. Weasley inquired, glaring at the boys.

"It was nothing, mum," Ginny said quickly.

"See, it was nothing, even Ginny agrees," Fred said.

"They refused to allow her to play, even though they didn't even give her a chance," Harry blurted out. Mrs. Weasley gave the boys a look that could kill.

"Come on, obviously she of all people can't play quidditch," Ron pointed out thickly.

"How exactly would you know that?" Selena challenged. Ginny sent her a grateful smile.

"Well… uh, she's, um, she's a girl," Ron spluttered.

"So?" Harry shrugged, "The Holyhead Harpies are an all female team, and pretty good." Selena nodded fiercely, they were her favorite team.

"Yeah, well-" Ron started, but Mrs. Weasley cut him off.

"Ron, Fred, George, you should not judge a book by it's cover, so you all can go to your rooms and think about what you have done, no eating until you've apologized exactly for what you did."

"Mum, no eating!" Ron protested, "How will I live?"

"Deal with it," Harry growled.

"Ok Harry, come on, thank you for the delightful meal," Lily jumped up and grabbed Harry by the arm, dragging him into the hallway.

"What is up with you?" she hissed.

"You can't just treat Ginny like nothing and get away with it," Harry said.

"Harry, they're just being overprotective, look what you've gotten this family into," Lily sighed, "Besides, we just met these people, you can't just do things like this!"

"Sorry," Harry muttered, and walked back to where Ginny was clearing the table.

"Harry, you didn't have to do all that for me," Ginny told him.

"I know, and I guess I now get that they're being overprotective," Harry replied, " I just think they could give you room to grow up, or like, be yourself, or don't listen to me, I don't know what I'm talking about." Ginny laughed, and accidently sprayed Harry with soapy water. Harry stared at her, and then dipped his hands in the water, and pulled up, splashing her.

"Harry," Ginny shrieked, as she slipped and fell bringing Harry down with her. They then began to slide around, only to fall back into their original position. Molly, Arthur, Lily, James and Selena walked into the room to find a wet mess of red and black hair, only then to realize Harry and Ginny were all tangled up, and the floor was mega slippery.

"Scourgify," James stated, and the wetness disappeared from the floor and the two children. They got up, and started laughing.

"Harry, time to go," Lily called out. The two stopped and looked at each other.

"Do you think you could come over sometime?" Harry asked shyly.

"Definitely," Ginny smiled. Harry gave her a quick hug, and walked over to the fireplace.

'See you around," Harry called out, then yelled, "Potter Manor." He disappeared into the flames. Ginny sighed, and then turned around to see Ron, Fred and George looking guilty and sorry.

A/N: Wow, I'm updating faster than I thought. I might even add the next chapter later today. Hope you liked this one. Keep reviewing :)

P.S. About 2 chapters ago I said Selena was born in 1983, I meant 1982