Disclaimer: Harry Potter and everything that you happen to recognize from
the books belongs to JK Rowling and the production companies that they
properly are owned by.in other words, I don't have any copyright on
anything you see unless it's dealing with the plot, or the characters that
you don't recognize from the books. I'm just a little fan who can't help
but let her imagination run wild for a little bit.
Prologue
Small hands delicately brushed long hair away from an ashen face and behind small ears. Turning to look into the mirror, brown eyes were seen to wince at the reflection staring back at her. Pale skin, once so bright and vibrant, contrasted greatly to the dark auburn hair that flowed down the 16 year olds back, ending just below her shoulder blades. Freckles stood out on the white skin, dotting around the girl's nose. Pale lips completed the pasty look of the girl reflected in the mirror, and she crinkled her nose in distaste at herself.
It had been another sleepless night for Ginny Weasley, and she couldn't help but notice the repercussions of three quarters of a summer's worth of nightmares and long nights. Turning away from the mirror, Ginny quickly dressed in some of her favorite Muggle clothing; a simple white tank top and a pair of blue jean shorts, which were cut at both the waist and leg. She pulled on a few stray strands of strings that hung from the bottom of her shorts before turning back to the mirror. Grabbing her wand from her nightstand, Ginny glanced at the door to make sure that her door was shut. Once she was satisfied that no one was looking, she murmured the spell that applied Muggle make-up to her face quickly and expertly.
"Cosmeticos," she said, aiming her wand at herself and closing her eyes.
When she opened her eyes, she smiled at her reflection. Gone were the dark circles under her eyes from lack of sleep, and in their place was a natural look. A very small amount of eye makeup had been applied with the charm, and it simply lined her eyes, and darkened and curled her lashes. Her skin appeared to be bright with rosy cheeks again, and no one could see that she looked sickly. Due to the simple charm that Ginny had found in only her second year of school, no one noticed that she'd been having trouble sleeping.
She heard the sounds of her mother in the kitchen, and took one more glance in the mirror to make sure that her face was covered with the makeup. Satisfied, she walked out of her room and down the many stairs to get to the main floor of the house.
It was a full house this summer; the entire family was home. It was a rare occasion for the Weasley family, and Ginny loved it. She had been ecstatic when Bill and Charlie had owled to tell the family that they'd be home for the summer, and even Percy took a light workload at the Ministry of Magic to have a chance to see his family more. (Although he did seem to be working more and more on reports about cauldron bottoms.) When everyone in her family was home, it meant that her brothers were safe and happy. With everyone home, also, it took away from the time that her mother spent fussing about her, and gave her time to be by herself.
The sight of her father reading the newspaper at the table was what Ginny first saw, and with a quick glance up, she saw her mother busy at the stove. Pancakes were magically flipping themselves, and eggs seemed to be scrambling themselves next to the frying bacon. Ginny smiled; although she hadn't really had her appetite lately, she still loved breakfast time at the Burrow. She stood in the doorway between the kitchen and the family room, and just watched as the rest of her family descended down the stairs. Bill and Charlie, who shared a room now that their previous rooms had been taken over, arrived at the same time. They both managed a sleepy 'Hello' before sitting down at the table and reaching for the sections of the paper her father was done with.
Fred and George Weasley came down the stairs next; both of them patting her head as they went by her to get to the table. It was a rarity that both twins were acting serious, and Ginny hid a smile as she saw Fred pour some powder into Percy's waiting cup of tea. She silently watched as Percy came down the stairs, sat down at the table without saying a word, and grabbed a section of newspaper. He started reading, and without even looking in his mug, drank a bit of tea. His hair promptly turned purple.
Fred and George snickered as Ron came down the stairs, his hair sticking out wildly in many directions. He quite obviously had just woken up, and he smiled when he saw Percy's hair. He glanced up at Ginny, though, and frowned.
"Gin, aren't those Muggle clothes a bit.er, uh revealing?" he ventured, sitting down at the table.
Ginny glared at him, her small eyes fiery. "Muggle clothes are supposed to be more revealing than a robe, you prat. There's a reason why these are summer clothes, they help to keep you cool in the middle of July." She sat down next to Bill as she said this, and Mrs. Weasley started setting plates of food in front of everyone.
Arthur Weasley looked up from his newspaper to see what Ron was talking about. His eyes shone as he spoke to his only daughter. "Gin, are those the new Muggle clothes you were telling me about? Those are the ones from the store that had." he continued to marvel at the size of the store Ginny had bought her clothing from, and Ginny smirked at Ron. He scowled, shook his head at the clothes that helped his little sister show off her new figure, and began eating breakfast.
They had barely finished breakfast when three owls flew in the window by the stove. Ginny's eyes immediately recognized the beautiful white owl that belonged to Ron's best friend, Harry Potter. Ron removed the letter from Hedwig's leg while Errol, the family owl, flew to Percy, and another owl that looked to be a barn owl, flew to Mrs. Weasley.
"It's from Professor Dumbledore," Molly Weasley said, smiling at the letter, "He says that Harry will be able to stay here at the Burrow starting next week!"
Ron immediately smiled, as did Fred and George. They always enjoyed having another able Quidditch player in the house. Ron finished reading his letter from Harry, and scowled before he finally smiled. "Well, at least Harry will be happy to hear that he can come stay. I'll owl him back right now to tell him."
Ginny looked at Ron's face, puzzled. Why had he been scowling after he had read Harry's letter? Usually, Ron was happy after Harry wrote him a letter, and shared with the family most of what Harry had written. She bit her bottom lip, thinking of reasons why Ron hadn't said anything.
Something was definitely up with Harry, because Ron looked worried as he wrote the letter telling Harry that he could come to the Burrow. Yes, something was definitely up with Harry Potter.
Prologue
Small hands delicately brushed long hair away from an ashen face and behind small ears. Turning to look into the mirror, brown eyes were seen to wince at the reflection staring back at her. Pale skin, once so bright and vibrant, contrasted greatly to the dark auburn hair that flowed down the 16 year olds back, ending just below her shoulder blades. Freckles stood out on the white skin, dotting around the girl's nose. Pale lips completed the pasty look of the girl reflected in the mirror, and she crinkled her nose in distaste at herself.
It had been another sleepless night for Ginny Weasley, and she couldn't help but notice the repercussions of three quarters of a summer's worth of nightmares and long nights. Turning away from the mirror, Ginny quickly dressed in some of her favorite Muggle clothing; a simple white tank top and a pair of blue jean shorts, which were cut at both the waist and leg. She pulled on a few stray strands of strings that hung from the bottom of her shorts before turning back to the mirror. Grabbing her wand from her nightstand, Ginny glanced at the door to make sure that her door was shut. Once she was satisfied that no one was looking, she murmured the spell that applied Muggle make-up to her face quickly and expertly.
"Cosmeticos," she said, aiming her wand at herself and closing her eyes.
When she opened her eyes, she smiled at her reflection. Gone were the dark circles under her eyes from lack of sleep, and in their place was a natural look. A very small amount of eye makeup had been applied with the charm, and it simply lined her eyes, and darkened and curled her lashes. Her skin appeared to be bright with rosy cheeks again, and no one could see that she looked sickly. Due to the simple charm that Ginny had found in only her second year of school, no one noticed that she'd been having trouble sleeping.
She heard the sounds of her mother in the kitchen, and took one more glance in the mirror to make sure that her face was covered with the makeup. Satisfied, she walked out of her room and down the many stairs to get to the main floor of the house.
It was a full house this summer; the entire family was home. It was a rare occasion for the Weasley family, and Ginny loved it. She had been ecstatic when Bill and Charlie had owled to tell the family that they'd be home for the summer, and even Percy took a light workload at the Ministry of Magic to have a chance to see his family more. (Although he did seem to be working more and more on reports about cauldron bottoms.) When everyone in her family was home, it meant that her brothers were safe and happy. With everyone home, also, it took away from the time that her mother spent fussing about her, and gave her time to be by herself.
The sight of her father reading the newspaper at the table was what Ginny first saw, and with a quick glance up, she saw her mother busy at the stove. Pancakes were magically flipping themselves, and eggs seemed to be scrambling themselves next to the frying bacon. Ginny smiled; although she hadn't really had her appetite lately, she still loved breakfast time at the Burrow. She stood in the doorway between the kitchen and the family room, and just watched as the rest of her family descended down the stairs. Bill and Charlie, who shared a room now that their previous rooms had been taken over, arrived at the same time. They both managed a sleepy 'Hello' before sitting down at the table and reaching for the sections of the paper her father was done with.
Fred and George Weasley came down the stairs next; both of them patting her head as they went by her to get to the table. It was a rarity that both twins were acting serious, and Ginny hid a smile as she saw Fred pour some powder into Percy's waiting cup of tea. She silently watched as Percy came down the stairs, sat down at the table without saying a word, and grabbed a section of newspaper. He started reading, and without even looking in his mug, drank a bit of tea. His hair promptly turned purple.
Fred and George snickered as Ron came down the stairs, his hair sticking out wildly in many directions. He quite obviously had just woken up, and he smiled when he saw Percy's hair. He glanced up at Ginny, though, and frowned.
"Gin, aren't those Muggle clothes a bit.er, uh revealing?" he ventured, sitting down at the table.
Ginny glared at him, her small eyes fiery. "Muggle clothes are supposed to be more revealing than a robe, you prat. There's a reason why these are summer clothes, they help to keep you cool in the middle of July." She sat down next to Bill as she said this, and Mrs. Weasley started setting plates of food in front of everyone.
Arthur Weasley looked up from his newspaper to see what Ron was talking about. His eyes shone as he spoke to his only daughter. "Gin, are those the new Muggle clothes you were telling me about? Those are the ones from the store that had." he continued to marvel at the size of the store Ginny had bought her clothing from, and Ginny smirked at Ron. He scowled, shook his head at the clothes that helped his little sister show off her new figure, and began eating breakfast.
They had barely finished breakfast when three owls flew in the window by the stove. Ginny's eyes immediately recognized the beautiful white owl that belonged to Ron's best friend, Harry Potter. Ron removed the letter from Hedwig's leg while Errol, the family owl, flew to Percy, and another owl that looked to be a barn owl, flew to Mrs. Weasley.
"It's from Professor Dumbledore," Molly Weasley said, smiling at the letter, "He says that Harry will be able to stay here at the Burrow starting next week!"
Ron immediately smiled, as did Fred and George. They always enjoyed having another able Quidditch player in the house. Ron finished reading his letter from Harry, and scowled before he finally smiled. "Well, at least Harry will be happy to hear that he can come stay. I'll owl him back right now to tell him."
Ginny looked at Ron's face, puzzled. Why had he been scowling after he had read Harry's letter? Usually, Ron was happy after Harry wrote him a letter, and shared with the family most of what Harry had written. She bit her bottom lip, thinking of reasons why Ron hadn't said anything.
Something was definitely up with Harry, because Ron looked worried as he wrote the letter telling Harry that he could come to the Burrow. Yes, something was definitely up with Harry Potter.