Book Ginny Weasley Novels & Stories

Ginny's Pov 'Ace!' 'What, Ginny?' 'You have to hurry! The potion is going to wear off on Brax! He's going—' 'Ginny! Shut up. That's none of my concern, and it shouldn't be yours either. You only did that to help us get information.' 'But I...' 'You stupidly fell in love with him. There's nothing we can do about it. You know your mate has been here waiting for you to come back.'

Ohh what timing! “It’s a young female,” Luke immediately whispers, flicking his head toward the sound. Goddess I need this wolf of mine to hurry up so I can be sneaky! How cool is that? I open the door to see Ginny, wearing a cheerleader outfit in our school’s colors. She’s homeschooled and probably won’t even go to our high school but she looks awfully cute. She fluffs a pom pom in my face.

The low murmur of conversation and clinking of glasses did nothing to settle the restless energy coiling in my muscles. I felt a light tap on my back as I turned to meet Dalia, who was dressed in a silk evening gown with her hair flowing in waves down her shoulders. "We are placed close to each other," she said, leading me to the front row tables as I saw my name on the seat and Tyrion's beside it. The sight of our names together on that little card made something possessive and unwanted unfurl in my chest. The table was a round table of six with me, Gretchen, and Kaida, and each of our selected partners. Gretchen was already seated with a boy I knew as Kai next to her. Kai wasn't one with m

Ginny paused with a laugh. “Anyways, I started high school. Yes, at twelve. They said I was a prodigy. But what they didn't know was that being an outsider from Florida with no winter clothes and two years younger than anyone else would have made me a loner.” Ginny sipped the tea and drifted off into her mind.

Although that ass of hers looked phenomenal in her leather leggings. She pulled away and nodded at the girl beside her. “This is my best friend Ginny. I think you guys met a while back at some of the old races.” “I remember,” I said. “Nice to see you, Ginny.” “You too,” she said. Her cheeks were bright pink. She was a cute little package with short brown hair, fair skin, and more freckles than a man could count. She looked everywhere but at me as I turned to Laina.

Most had finished their chores and had already retreated to their quarters. I heard footsteps and I looked back to see Ginny striding towards my direction. “What happened there?” She sighed. “I…I don't know but I'm glad my head isn't on a spike.” She chuckled, kneeling down beside me. “Don't mean to be rude but is this how Westlanders always look like?” She asked, her eyes boring into mine. “How?” I asked, arching my brows. “Pale, looking like you’d pass out any minute?” She said flatly.

"Well, if you don't like it, you know what the solution is, don't you?... Next time there's a ball ask me before someone else does and not as a last resort" — Hermione Granger, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "Mey!" Relief washed over Jess's face. "Where were you? We've been looking for you." She stole one curious glance at Ty. "And why are you with Ty?"

KAEL “I… I h-have… to… go b-back…” she said, her voice, barely a whisper, each word dragged out like it cost her something precious. “G-Ginny w-would… would b-be… mad if… if I d-didn’t.” The name hit me like a fist to the sternum. I couldn’t help it when my voice came out sharper than I meant, almost a shout. “Okay, who the hell is Ginny?” She flinched, but then impossibly, a tiny huff escaped her, something perilously close to a laugh. It was gone in an instant, swallowed by fear, but it lit something warm and fierce in my chest all the same.

He got smiles in return. While it was difficult to tell true colors in the firelight, Ginny was likely raven haired while her friends had much lighter hair, likely blondes. All were pretty but Ginny wasn't rail slim like her friends. Stephie and Celeste looked like they needed a few extra meals while Ginny had meat on her bones.

Why wasn’t he helping me? ‘Coleeee, Coleeeee, Guess what?!’ That voice... It sounded so familiar. I peered around to see who it was and saw that little girl from the park. What was she doing here? Her smile grew as soon as she saw me. ‘Ginny! Cole, it's Ginny!’. She exclaimed excitedly. ‘Yes, it is, Why don’t you go and find Constantine, Maggie, he will help you with what you need’.