Chapter 1

The Last Day of summer

Ginny Weasley laid sprawled out on her bed, with her CD player turned up full blast. Even with Nickelback's Animal's blasting in her ears; she could still hear her brother and Harry fighting in the next room. They've been at it the whole summer practically, except for when Hermione was here. She of course wouldn't have any of it and had shut them up quite nicely for about a month. But now, said girl was back at home getting ready for school tomorrow and she wouldn't be returning until tomorrow morning. Ginny was forced to either find a way to make her head phones louder or go shut up those two idiots. Seeing as the first option was against the under age magic law, she choose the latter. Groaning quite loudly and practically throwing herself out of her bed, Ginny marched over to Harry and Ron's room. The closer she got, the madder she became and by the time she got to their room, she was pretty sure she could kill them.

"I can't believe you would even think that," Ron was saying to Harry when the door was thrown open. Whether or not Harry "did think that" was never said because both boys were soon cowering under the famous Weasley temper.

"Today is the last day of summer," Ginny growled. "I'm trying to enjoy it by relaxing," she continued taking a deep breath. "I can't do that of course because you two idiots are fighting over the same thing you've been fighting about the whole summer," Ginny paused for a minute taking in their reaction. She noticed neither was making a move to talk because of course they knew. They knew that out of every Weasley born, Ginerva Anna Weasley had the worst temper of them all. You always knew how mad she was compare to the loudest of her voice and right now she was ready to kill because her voice was just above a whisper. "Well…" she glared.

"Harry started it," Ron tried. Ginny's eye twitched. "I mean….sorry," he added.

"Harry…" Ginny turned to him. Harry opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out. "Well,"

"Sorry," Harry replied. "I guess…just have to get over it,"

"Thank you," Ginny exclaimed. "Merlin knows there's much prettier girls in the world then Hermione,"

"Hey," Ron exclaimed.

"No offense of course brother dear but I think Harry could do better than Hermione," she smirked. "In fact the only reason he even wants her is because he figures no one else will take him,"

"That's not true," Harry whined.

"Please, Harry," Ginny rolled her eyes. "Everyone knows you've been out of it since we broke up…"

"Well, you wouldn't take me back," Harry whined.

"Why should I," Ginny growled, getting mad again. "And don't tell me you love me because that's a load of crap and you know it. Who do you think I am, Ron?"

"Hey," Ron exclaimed. "Why am I always the one picked on?"

"Ginny," Harry sighed ignoring Ron. "I'm sorry, I never meant to..."

"Yeah, yeah, I'm tired of hearing it Harry. I'm over you okay. I'm sorry if your not but remember you're the one who dumped me. If it helps any, you were always my first love," she smiled evilly. "Of course that also means I get to have fun pissing you off with the guys I date next,"

"You mean more than you have this summer," he glared. Ginny just smirked.

"Well, if you boys will excuse me, I have a bed and CD player waiting. I'll see you at breakfast," And with that she was out the door. It didn't really cross her mind any about why she could hear their conversation in the first place because normal people would tell you they couldn't. But as you'll quickly learn, Ginny is everything but normal.

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That night at dinner, Ginny had to literally drag Harry down to dinner. Turns out, Hermione had come back early. Harry was being a prat and not wanting to go to dinner. Molly had sent Ginny upstairs to fetch him and Ginny was going to do just that. She found Harry in one of the attic closets. He sighed annoyed when Ginny opened the door and kicked him in the ribs. When asked what her problem was, Ginny replied with saying it was dinner time. Harry told her he wasn't going but Ginny wasn't having any of it. She grabbed his arm and pulled him out of the closet. Harry stared in amazement up at her from where he'd fallen on the ground.

The sudden thought of how much Ginny had changed crossed his mind but was ripped away when Ginny demanded he stand up. Harry's stubbornness took over and he made a scene of laying there on the floor. He expected Ginny to just give up and go down stairs because did she really think she was getting him anywhere. He obviously hadn't paid any attention to her over the last few years or couple of months. Ginny grabbed the back of his shirt with her right hand and proceeded to drag him down the attic stairs, across the hall, down another flight of stair and into the kitchen where she threw him into his chair.

Everyone at the table didn't even try to hide their staring. Ron was amazed at his baby sister and the fact that she'd drug a boy two feet taller than her down two flights of stairs and didn't break a sweat. And then to add to it she threatened him to eat and Harry practically cowered from her. Molly simply just snickered to herself, while her husband raised an eyebrow. Molly waved it off.

After dinner, Harry, Ron and the twins were all forced to wash up much to their dislike. Hermione followed Ginny up to her room. Ginny was very much aware Hermione was following her but wasn't in the mood to tell her to leave just yet. It wasn't that she didn't like Hermione she just couldn't stand to be in the same room with her for long. She turned into the exact kind of girl Ginny couldn't stand to be around. Sure she was still the bookworm she would always be but it was worst now because she had looks to flaunt along with it. You know those preppy girls who all gather in the hallways gigging about their boyfriends and what-not. Or those same girls who insist they could make you look so much prettier if you stopped wearing black, baggy guy clothes, those were the girls Ginny hated.

If anything pissed Ginny off more it was having Hermione tell her what to wear. She liked wearing the Muggle clothes she had. Last summer when Blaise had taken her to the mall, she'd fallen in love with Hot Topic. It wasn't like she didn't have a few skirts and nice shirts because she did, she had plenty but she rather wear pants. Hermione thought it wrong for a girl to wear what she did. "Chains are men wear not woman," she insisted. And Ginny found that to be a lot of crap. Guys had the best pants and for some reason they seemed cheaper and that's saying a lot when Hot Topic pants are about 60 dollars. Besides she shopped other places then Hot Topic. She had aguired a liking for Walmart, Sears and some vintage shop she didn't know the name of. Ginny was going to keep on wearing what she wanted whether Hermione liked it or not. Speaking of her, she was trying to talk to Ginny.

"…it's just a relief that they've finally stop," she was saying. "I'm sorry I had to pick Ron but I've never really liked Harry as more than a best friend. And I don't really think I could be a hero's girlfriend. Too much pressure, you know. I mean like oh my gosh, I'd be hunted and kidnapped all the time and…"

"Hermione shut up," Ginny interrupted.

"Gin…"

"I don't know who you think you are saying all that crap about," she glared. "Because Harry never even wanted you. He wanted me. You were just a way of making me jealous and guess what," Ginny smirked. "It didn't work,"

"How dare…"

"Yes I do dare," Ginny cut her off once more. "I'm not going to stand here while you bash your supposed best friend,"

"I didn't mean it like that," Hermione explained. "I just meant, it's hard enough helping Harry while being his friend I just couldn't handle being his girlfriend," she added. "I mean you must know how it is you were…"

"If you value your life, don't finish that sentence Hermione," Ginny said calmly. "Mine and Harry's relationship is and never will be any of your business,"

"You know what Ginerva," Hermione huffed. "I think you've hung out with those Slytherins far too much, their rubbing off you," Ginny smirked.

"You're just mad because none of them will rub of on you," Ginny laughed to herself. "Now if you'll excuse me, you're in my room, I'd like it very much if you left thank you,"

"I swear your a little brat,"

"Why thank you, Hermione, I didn't know you cared," Ginny laughed

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Ginny didn't sleep that night. She just wasn't tired at all. So she got up and searched the whole burrow for some parchment and a quill. Hermione had caught her coming down from the attic and asked what she was doing. Ginny had smiled and said Dark Magic which Hermione huffed at and turned to go to her room. Snickering to herself, Ginny returned to her room to writer a letter.

Blaise,

Is it only me or has summer gone by too fast. It seems like only yesterday I was telling you goodbye and you were promising me your father wouldn't kill you. I don't really want to go back except to see you and Draco, Pansy, Zach, Colin and Luna because if I could find a way to do that without going I would. I mean I love Hogwarts like any other kid; I'm just tired of it. Those classes are far too easy for me and my whole year hates me. I must blame you for this because most of it is your fault. You know this of course because you'd had to go and become hot over the summer last year. How dare you do that without telling me? Yes, I'm still livid and no I don't care if your genes finally kicked it. I swear they all drive me crazy all day with their stupid questions and annoying comments. "Oh Ginny, your so lucky,", "Ginny what's his favorite color,", "Ginny is he single," Makes me sick. Then again, that's what I get for hanging with Slytherins right? People are bound to hate you. If not because your with them but because you have the courage to hang with them.

But anyways, how is everything with your uncle. I hope he's helping you in…well you know. I wish I could have helped more but mother wouldn't let me visit you but so much. Ron, Hermione and Harry have finally gotten to them with their fears of me becoming evil. Yes that's right, I'm going to go join the man who possessed me for my whole first year. That makes perfect sense don't you think?

So, hmm, how's Draco then. The poor idiot sent me one letter the whole summer. Do you want to know what it said? "Wish you were here, I have to do all my homework by myself" The nerve of that boy. I should let him fail. Merlin knows he'd fail History of Magic, Transfiguration, and Care of Magical Creatures without me but you know of course Draco would never admit that. Just like I'd never admit I miss him. There's no one else who puts up a fight quite like him. And don't even say what I think you will I don't want to hear it.

Well, it seems 2 is fast approaching, I know your still awake because you never sleep the night before. So send me something back would you. And do tell me whether or not their finished. I'm not sure I can survive this year without them I'm sure you've found a way around the block this time. Yes, well, miss you. I shall see you tomorrow. Don't expect a good mood though.

Yours Truly, and BFF

Ginerva Anna Weasley

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Five o'clock that morning just as Molly was rounding up all of the kids an owl appeared in Ginny's lap. After shooing away her mother and telling her she was already up and ready, she read the letter.

Ginerva Dear,

Would you like me to come and make it all better for you? I'd come and kill them all if you hadn't gone and changed me. Now don't you wish you'd left well enough alone?

I don't know what your problem is whining about all those girls because millions would kill to be in your shoes. Billions even. I mean I can't help that I got hot. Lol. Really though, I'm sorry you have to deal with that. Some people just don't know when to give up now do they.

My uncle is fine thank you. It's not that bad living as a Muggle as I thought it would. Its fun dare I say. I mean have you ever watched one of those tellys their bloody brilliant. I might just say the best thing Muggles have ever thought of. I did of course do my homework before you start with the yelling that I'm know I'm sure to hear.

Much like Draco, I miss your help in homework. I though, unlike Draco, am not ashamed to tell you I'd be lost with out you. Befriending you was the best thing I ever did. How else would I get out of Hogwarts? And I do promise not say, you know what, about Draco. I quite like my limps in their sockets thank you. I think my arm is still misplaced though from last time.

I guess I shall finish this up now seeing as I can hear my cousin calling for breakfast. Do remember to save me a seat would you; I don't quite fancy sitting next to Luna again. She does scare me a bit. Sometimes I think the things she reads in that Quibbler of hers are going to come get me.

Your Always n BFF

Blaise Zambini

A/N: Chapter one done and ready to go. LADIES AND GENTELMAN! I am officially back. YESH!

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