"I'm Just Me": A Ginny Weasley FanFic Book 1

Chapter 31

For the next week, everything was normal. I mean, kind of the usual. Lexi being kidnapped was definitely not normal, and neither was me being a seeker. Umbridge gave out daily detentions to anyone who said a word about Harry. Not against him anyway. People (like the Slytherins) were allowed to talk trash about him. I hate that so much! But Hermione had come up with a great idea.

"So it's a defense group?" I asked Hermione.

"Yes. Harry, after much convincing has agreed to teach us." She replied.

My eyes widened slightly.

"Teaching us? Like, he'll be there with us?" I grabbed onto Hermione's arm.

"Yeah,what's the-." Hermione stopped walking and looked at me.

"Oh gosh. You're still not over him are you?" It sounded like a question but it wasn't. We both knew I wasn't.

"Boys. Controlling our lives and making us bend over backwards just to please them. I'm tired of it. Tired of the fact that looking at him can make my heart stop. A boy is just the opposite gender but they have girls fulfilling their every needs!" I spat out furiously.

Hermione opened her mouth in shock.

"Ginny I didn't know you hated boys this much." Harry and Ron came up from behind us. I blushed but stopped quickly.

I rolled my eyes. Exactly what I meant. A boy could have an awful impact on a girl's life.

"She lives with boys mate! She loves them. Not like that but." Ron said.

"Nope. Hate boys." I smirked.
"Hate me like they hate me."

"But boys love you." Harry said looking confused. I internally facepalmed. Hermione looked like she wanted to slap him. So not something I would tell my so very overprotective brother.

"Wha-."

"Who's so very brilliant idea was this?" I gushed.

"Umm Hermione's." Ron said obviously confused as to why I changed the subject so quickly.

"I thought she already told you that. I heard her tell you a minute ago." Harry said still confused.

"I give up." I shook my head.

"Hey we will see you at the Hog's Head on Saturday." Hermione shouted after me. Because my legs had a life of their own and also because I was late to Potions.

I gave her a peace sign behind my head while running like my life depended on it. You never know with Snape.

"Late, are we Miss Weasley?" I heard Professor Snape's cold voice drawl.

"Sorry, sir. Made a few wrong turns without realizing." Technically, that was true. I was so caught up in my thoughts, I somehow ended up right in front of Harry and Ron's dorm room. I'm still trying to figure out how that happened.

"Lateness isn't an excuse. Detention after lessons tomorrow."

"If I haven't been murdered before then." I mumbled.
Everyone within earshot of me burst out giggling.

"Mind repeating that?" Snape was breathing heavily now, and uuI couldn't imagine why. A/N: shoutout to whoever guesses why in the comments!

Snape's stone cold eyes pierced through my warm browns ones. And I was determined not to let my eyes avert his gaze. He won though.

"Now, as I was saying before Weasley interrupted me, we will be going through how to prepare an effective Sleeping Draught. The ingredients are your books on page 57. What are you waiting for? Go!" Snape shouted.

"That was painful Gin." Rose remarked.

"Why were you so late?" Cora asked, cutting her dead spider.

"Tell you later." I muttered.
I made the potion with the best of my abilities, which, to tell you the truth wasn't much. But I've improved.
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After a long day of classes and homework, I sank into my bed. I pulled a book I found at the library while studying. I don't usually read before bed, but this was an interesting topic: Soul Bonds: your soulmate is lurking within.*

Crappy title but good book. Apparently, if you have a soul bond with someone, (only really powerful witches and wizards do) you can feel their pain sometimes see inside their mind and sense when their in danger.

I flipped to the page I had left on.

"Chapter 8:
Dreams and mysterious finds

If you have a dream in which something mysterious occurs, and have trouble remembering what had happened in that particular dream, there is a potion called
The "praeter somnia recollet"  potion.  But users be warned, side effects include insomnia, dizziness and head aches.

The dream could be something torturing for you to watch, or something you have longed for all your life. If your soulmate is out there, this will depend on them too. In most cases, it is a female who watches this occur far often then a male.

Your soulmate could have a good life and make your dreams good too. Or your soulmate could have horrific tragedies that impact real life occurrences. A soul bond could be forced as well. You might think you love someone, but it may only be the magic talking. You may hate that person with all your heart if a correct spell is out into effect."

Whoa. That's intense. And, it reminded me of something. Oh but I forgot! Damn it.

"What are you doing Ginny girly?" Cora stumbled into the room.

"What happened?" I rushed to help poor Rose who was holding Cora up with all of her strength.

"Some idiot seventh year thought it was funny to give Cora a firewhiskey as a joke. But Cora drank too much.*2

I rolled my eyes. This was Cora's first time getting drunk and a nice way to too.

I helped Rose tuck Cora into bed who was muttering profanities. And Cora kept jumping up and dancing in a  folksy way.

After awhile, I slipped into bed. The book lay forgotten on the floor.

Alright you guys I have a lot of clearing up to do. Look down after reading this note please. I know I haven't updated as usual but school is over now. I don't have to worry about homework and tests and all that crazy stuff teacher force upon us. So expect a few more frequent updates. Now go down please.

*: I am not sure if this book is real or not just a figment of my imagination lmao

*2: I don't really support underage drinking but this chapter did need some kind of twist it's boring. And no Cora doesn't drink. Neither does any of the other girls. Just wanted to clear that up before someone criticizes me for underage drinking and all that:)
Xx Clara