Ginny Weasley Fan Art Novels & Stories

Ginny completed her sentence but she got the idea why he was not picking his phone. "Mom invited us for dinner so get ready." She turned and left while Sebastian was still confused over the things. She came and left so quickly. Finally he quickly changed and came out while Ginny haven't arrived yet. He sat on the couch and waited for her and after ten minutes, he saw her coming down. She was wearing a pink floral dress with a high ponytail. It was the first time, Sebastian saw her in ponytail indicating she was comfortable showing her scar to her family but not him.

Ginny hadn't talked to me much and I wasn't permitted to go into her bedroom, so I took the chance and followed her in. "Hi, Ginny." She sat on the edge of her queen sized bed that had layers of quilts on it. All of which were missing stitches and patterns in some area. Patting her frail hand on a spot on the bed I knew she meant for me to sit. "You finally understand now." She smiled! I nodded without thinking. Maybe it was because Ginny rarely smiled. "Good. It's almost your 18th birthday. Your dreams will continue to get more vivid until you face the truth."

Gwynn held the canvas and flipped through all of her little girl’s sketches. It was breathtaking. Her baby was very talented in art. “I made them.” Holly was wearing a proud expression and couldn’t help but shake her body back and forth in anticipation. Gwynn pulled her into her arms, beaming with joy. Her little girl had inherited Maddox’s talent.