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The next few days Ginny was kept busy with chores and errands, it was as if her mother was intentionally keeping her busy! Ginny didn't mind though, she didn't really want to have too much time to think, her head was starting to hurt over it all!

One evening after a much quieter day in regards to tours, she sat in the lounge looking at her drawings in her pad. she hadn't really managed to draw much recently, even sitting down to draw didn't help her troubled mind, where it would once calm her and help her think clearly, she found she just couldn't get in to the drawings and now looked at more than one only half finished sketch! She let out a sigh, I'm going to have to ask some questions, she thought to herself. I'll just ask mum maybe she will have some answers!

Just then, her mother walked in. "everything all right dear?" She asked.

"Yeh….." replied Ginny,

"Mum…. Dose everyone who is magical get enrolled in Hogwarts?"

"Yes dear. When a magical person is born their name goes down on the enrolment list right then."

"But how?" Asked Ginny.

"Oh I don't know the ins and outs of it but the founders set up a way for it to happen," replied her mother.

"Even the muggle born?" added Ginny.

"Yes of course, any person with magic, I just said that!"

"And everyone gets their letter when the time comes? What if it gets lost?"

"Oh Ginny dear, the letters don't get lost they're sent by Hogwarts owls! What's all this about?"

"Has there ever been a case of someone not going to Hogwarts who were magical?" Ginny persisted.

"Ginny! A magical person is born, their name goes on the roll, when they are 11 they get their letter, a person may go to any school they like! Hogwarts chase up any non-reply's, but no one is ever missed! The founders made sure of that! Now enough of this, time's getting on and the boys are over for dinner so make yourself helpful and set the table please."

Ginny begrudgingly went off to the kitchen to set up, a hundred thoughts now running through her head. Well that was not very helpful at all! unless she went to a different school, she thought, no that can't be, there're all abroad and she didn't carry any sign of an accent! She defiantly did not go to Hogwarts I'm sure I would know, she can't be that much older than me, and she saw my drawings, you can't really miss the big Hogwarts picture in it, or mistake it for anything else if you were a student there! Nevertheless, I can't just ask her if she's a witch! No. think…think!

Having finished setting the table Ginny went off upstairs before her mother dragged her in to more jobs to do. She sat on her bed and gazed out of the window towards town still deep in thought. Charlie always said writing stuff down can make things clearer, let's try that, she thought.

Reaching over for some scrap parchment and her pencil she started to write things down.

Number 1: I Want that that job.

Wow where did that come from, she thought. This writing things down really works, she chuckled to herself. Feeling more confident, she continued.

Number 2: Hermione is a witch but she don't/might not, know it.

Number 3: Provoke signs of magic. But how?

Staring at the paper now, she wondered how to proceed.

That's it! She thought, provoke her to use her magic, it doesn't matter how, but I can't get anywhere sulking around here!

Jumping up and throwing on a clean top, Ginny dashed out her room and down the stairs, skidding to halt when her family looked up from their places at the table to see her there.

"Ginny, I was just about to call you, sit down dinners ready." Her mother said.

"You off somewhere gin?" Bill enquired.

Looking over to meet bills gaze, she heard her mother answered for her. "Absolutely not, it's far too late, come on dear sit down, tuck in." she said.

The boys all started to shovel food onto their plates and Ginny took a seat next to bill.

"Thanks for the book," she said quietly to bill.

"No worries, will it help you?" He asked.

"Yeh, for sure." replied Ginny.

"So does that mean you're going to do it then?" Bill asked quietly.

"Yes! Mr. are you off somewhere?" Ginny mock glared at him.

"Oh did you just decide!?"

"Yeh, literally just now, I was going down to tell her, but mums right it's a bit late." said Ginny.

"No it's not," replied bill. "It's only just 5 oclock! Scoff that down and head out, ill back you up."

Ginny turned and beamed at her brother, "will you?" And without waiting for a reply, she started stuffing her food down as fast as she could.

"Ginny dear, please eat like a lady and not like one of your brothers," her mother said upon seeing what she was doing. This gained a few grunts from the boys around the table, but all had too much of a mouthful to protest further.

Ginny finished the last few mouthfuls and went to get up.

"What do you think you're doing?" Asked her mother.

"Oh, sorry," she said sitting back down. "May I be excused?" she asked politely.

"Very well." her mother said.

She jumped up and grabbed her bag and coat, "I'm going out" she called over her shoulder.

"Ginny it's far too late!" her mother protested, "where could you possibly be going at this time of day!?"

Ginny had just opened the door and herd her brother pipe in just as he said he would. "Leave her go mum, she not a kid anymore," he said.

She shot bill a grateful look over her shoulder as she closed the door and ran all the way to town.

Ginny got to town totally out of breath, she stopped and leaned up against a post to catch her breath, it didn't take long, she was still quite fit even though she did not get to do much quidditch these days. Suddenly she felt nervous. Looking down the street, she could see the cottage in the distance, along with her future!

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