Ginny Weasley

Ginny Weasley here. Sixth year Gryffindor. Call me "Ginevra" and you'll find yourself on the wrong end of a Bat-Bogey Hex.

[iftheterrybootfits]

Er— I, am, uhhh… I’m lost.

[ginmweasley]

Try a map?

[the-incendiary-finnegan-deactiv]

I’m not entirely sure, possibly that camouflage spell? Well I could really use to work on not blowing things up every time I pull out my wand.What about you?

[ginmweasley]

I'm up for whatever anyone else wants.  And come on, you don't blow things up that often.

[ryderdailey]

Can a bloke not have a drink without thinking about the war?

[ginmweasley]

You stop once you drink enough.

[ginmweasley]

the-incendiary-finnegan:

[Seamus squeezed his nipple sympathetically.] I don’t want to imagine that. 

So what are we going to do at the next meeting?  Is there anything that you need to work on?

[the-incendiary-finnegan-deactiv]

…You hit my nipple. 

[ginmweasley]

Imagine me getting hit in the nipple.  That would hurt.

[the-incendiary-finnegan-deactiv]

I almost feel sorry for them. [He says, rubbing his chest where Ginny had previously hit him with a hex during practice.]

[ginmweasley]

Does that still hurt?

[itslunaloveg-deactivated2014072]

I know you’re worried Ginny. But think about Hermione; no way she left them without everything they might need. I reckon they are going to be fine. 

[ginmweasley]

Ron's been writing me, and they seem fine.  But there's so much you can't tell over a letter, especially when the Carrows may snatch it up.

[kingronbweasley-deactivated2014]

OWL - How many men and women? Just the two you know about. ‘Lady’ has been great at getting the food, she keeps it all in a little charmed rucksack. I won’t be able to owl mum, she must be worried sick. Send her one telling her I miss everyone, and we’re all fine. 

[ginmweasley]

No, how many -- you know what I mean.  And alright, I'll let Mum know.  I don't know how close of an eye they're keeping on the Burrow, though.  I haven't talked with her much since I left for Hogwarts, so it'll be a good month and maybe a week or two before I go back for holiday.

[ginmweasley]

You are right, really shouldn't sign these with my name. The 'lady' is doing fine, she always has everything we need... I really don't know how she does it. And the 'man' is the same as always ; stressed but getting by.

Ha, nice cover-ups.  So how many do you have?  And how the hell are you getting food?  Okay, okay, I sound like Mum.  I know.  I'm just really worried.

[itslunaloveg-deactivated2014072]

I’m planning on wearing a few birds like a coat. Hopefully they don’t make TOO much noise during class.

[ginmweasley]

But Luna, you do realize that Harry, Ron, and Hermione are going to be out there in this weather, right?  I mean, Hermione can make fires, but I don't know how much that's going to help.

[ginmweasley]

Break out the furs.  I sense winter coming.

[ginmweasley]

(OWL) Hey Ginny. It's been a while since we've talked. How is everything? Miss you! -Ron.

You really shouldn't sign these with your name.  What if they track it somehow?  Anyway, I don't think they opened this one.  And I'm fine.  How's everyone doing?

[theboywholivedtotp]

If I knew where anyone else was, it wouldn’t be so bad. Even if I was as smart as Hermione, I would feel a little better. You should try to find a way to change without their prying eyes, if at all possible.

[ginmweasley]

I'm going to get dressed regularly.  As if they'll know it's me.  I'll end up breaking the curtains if I try to change inside the bed.

[theboywholivedtotp]

Are you alright beyond that, Ginny?

[ginmweasley]

Of course.  I'd just rather not have Crabbe and Goyle watching me change, even if it's not my body.  How're you holding up?

[theboywholivedtotp]

Honestly, I’d prefer it. At least I know how to be a male. Whatever you do, don’t look down when you use the loo.

[ginmweasley]

Because the top thing on my to-do list is to fondle Malfoy's dick.  Totally.  I'd rather chop off my hands.

[theboywholivedtotp]

Wait! What the! You’re in Malfoy’s body! How did this happen! I don’t like this, Gin, not one bit!

[ginmweasley]

And I'm the one with new bits dangling between my legs!  At least you...wait, are you Ron or Hermione?  Please don't be inside my brother.

[ginmweasley]

She'd never yawned that low.  Well, except when she would imitate her brothers.  It was nothing like her usual squeak.  Maybe she was sick, or it was a gravely morning voice.  That had to be it.

Ginny went to pull her braid out of her hair and, to her surprise, could not find her hair under or above her sheets.  Her sheets -- they were green.  Deep green.  Disoriented, she sat up, surrounded by green curtains.  It was exactly her bed but in green rather than scarlet, and the room smelled worse than Ron's dirty socks.  She had to be in the Slytherin common room, but why?  Did she get drunk and decide to have a sleepover with Pansy Parkinson?  Have a one night stand with Draco Malfoy?  Malfoy...Ginny clasped her hands to her head and realized that neither the pair of hands nor the short, blond hair was hers.

She figured she was in some sort of twisted dream and pinched herself.  What an old wives' tale, she thought as the pinching did absolutely nothing.  Hearing the coughs of the other boys waking, she realized it was real.