GEORGE WEASLEY FANFICTION
Ivy has been on the run all of her life. She's used to looking over her shoulder and fighting her own battles.
What she never expected, was to end up in a school. A safe haven for young witches and wizards of the coming gen...
Ivy woke much earlier than the rest of the girls in her room. She had barely slept the night before despite how tired she was. So she opened her books and read until everyone else had awoken.
She gave Ginny a small appreciative smile when the red head came and sat next her her on her bed.
Hermione noticed the difference in her mood and strode over right away.
"I'm sorry. . ." Hermione twisted her fingers together. "For last night."
Ivy closed her potions book and set it aside. Standing to her feet she took Hermione's hands in her own.
"I'm sorry 'mione." Ivy pulled her into a tight embrace. "For the way I acted."
"'Mione?" She laughed at the nickname.
"Oh, do you not like it?" Ivy loosened her embrace, a bit embarrassed she even called her that.
"No ones ever given me a nickname before." Hermione's smile bloomed on her face.
"I want one." Ginny chimed from behind her.
Ivy braided a strand of her hair as she thought.
"Gin." She decided.
The Weasley grasped the two of them and pulled them together in a group hug with an excited yelp.
"Now you!" She said once their embrace ended.
Ivy chuckled as she listened to the pair struggle to come up with a shortened version of Ivy. "Ivy is a nickname."
"Not one we gave you!" Hermione argued.
The clock struck eight times, one hour before classes would start.
"Well let me know when you figure it out." She waved them off as she made her way to the mirror to style her hair. Ivy had been dressed and ready to go for a few hours while everyone slept, but she hadn't bothered with her hair or any makeup.
Ginny and Hermione watched in awe as she curled her hair. Then Ivy twisted four strands together behind her head and braid down the middle. It looked beautiful from the contrast of her black locks on top and her white-gold beneath.
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Ivy did a full turn in front of the mirror to analyze her style. Once she was happy with the result, she peered over at her two friends who still stared at her.
"What?" Ivy flicked a strand of her hair off her shoulder. "Does it look bad or something?"
"Will you do ours?" Ginny nearly bounced with excitement.
Ivy's eyes flickered to the clock.
"Of course." She pulled out the chair in front of the mirror for one of the girls and got tools ready in her hand.
Ginny rushed to sit down, almost toppling over from the force of her arrival.
