Ginny Weasley First Year Novels & Stories

Professor snapes said with a smile as Gao Yu kept mute. “Anyway I called you for something, how did you learn the second verse of the ritual recitation?” Professor snapes asked. “I Don’t know, I found out I know it when you started reciting it” Gao Yu said nothing but the truth. “I see, you are really among the children involved in the ritual years ago, why must my little sister die though? Professor snapes said smiling as a drop of tear dropped down his eyes, his little sister has been among those affected by the ritual, she was the very last person he could call a close family, she was six when the ritual took place, he can still remember how the little girl shivered after reciting the rit

My first balled up as I fought the urge to punch one of them in the eye. As I rounded a corner to turn, I bumped into something or rather, someone. “Sorry,” I quickly muttered an apology as I began to go my way. But out of nowhere an arm blocked my path. I groaned inwardly. Is this another bullying again? I raised my head but my eyes immediately dilated when I saw the three ladies who had locked Ginny and I in a small room on my first day. “What is it?” I glowered. My eyes darted left and right, looking for places I could make for a quick escape if things got unfriendly. Not like anything was friendly about these ones anyway.

She said surprised as she ran and gave me a big bear hug,that shook me off my feet. On the first day of October,Ginny had sent a P*F of a perfectly organized plan for her birthday,with gifts request and suggestions and even a pie chart for extra details and she had assigned me to getting a cake in the exact flavor she wanted. Which I did because she also sent an attachment filled with memes that emphasize on sticking to the gifts and task for her birthday. I giggled as my feet lifted the ground and hugged her. Even though it was her plan she was still surprised by it and I couldn't help but wonder if she had OCD.

*Grayson* Ginny was acting weird. At first I thought she'd only been popping up wherever I was because she needed to talk to me. After she'd missed the chance when I was alone, it became glaringly obvious she didn't want to talk. She just kept shooting curious glances at me when she thought I wasn't looking. I met her eyes and arched my eyebrow, silently asking what the matter was. Her only response was a pointed squint followed by a tiny scowl.

I thought about last night the whole way to class. The reading room had felt warm and safe under Seraphine's ward—kind of golden, like she'd added that on purpose because she could. Ginna showed up alone. She sat across from us and somehow looked smaller. Not weak or anything, just... real. Dark hair, those silver-green eyes, and this tired determination carved into her face like she'd been carrying it for eight years straight. She listened to the whole acknowledgment offer without jumping in. Asked three sharp questions about High Witch Council rules that proved she already knew the system inside out. Then she went quiet for a long stretch.

He shouted when he remembered the hot scene in the pool. Ginny went to the house blindly. She was thankful when she alone in their room. She closed the door and leaned on it while catching up her breath. When her hand couldn't contain the sobs, she ran to the bathroom. 'I've never been so humiliated in my whole life!' she thought while washing off her tears from her eyes and cheeks. 'Sam, you're cruel! You are my very first love!' Ginny heard a noise outside but instead of investigating it, she opted to take a shower. By the time she was finished shampooing her hair, she just hiccupped intermittently.

“Broomstick riding is usually something we teach during the 3(rd) year. Considering you are mostly all in your 3(rd) year, and it’s a gorgeous night, I figured we should give it a go.” “But Professor Howl…” a girl said, her hand raised high in the sky. “Yes, Julia?” Professor Howl asked, eyeing the girl. “This is Anila’s first year. Is she riding a broom as well?” I felt my face flush with embarrassment as everyone turned their sights on me. I wanted to step backward and hide away from all their curious gazes but before I could, Professor Howl cleared his throat loudly, drawing all their attention away from me and toward him.

I kissed her hands and bowed my head in front of her as the burning in my eyes increased. "Auroraaaaa," Astonished by the loud echo of my name I faced the door to find a fuming Ginny, my only bridesmaid. Cladded in a purple shoulderless gown with a partial slit on the left side exposing her perfectly waxed leg, she was killing the day. "Didn't I warn you to not cry! See, you've smudged your mascara. " She stormed towards me. Ginny literally pulled me to the mirror and started setting my make-up again.

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.

But as the day went on, Ginny’s behavior became increasingly erratic. She started to flirt shamelessly with the male guests, making inappropriate comments and gestures. Her speech slurred, and she stumbled around the room, knocking over decorations and spilling drinks. I could see the looks of concern on the faces of my friends and family, but I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t believe that Ginny was ruining my special day. I had always thought of her as a loyal and dependable member of our pack, but now she was acting like a complete stranger.