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[ginny]

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B U T I ' M S T I L L C A G E D I N S I D E

It was clear that Ginny was changing, growing up.Her mother had even tried having the talk with her, but to be perfectly honest, Ginny din't want any part of this. She wanted to discover things for herself, make her own mistakes and find herself without some one breathing down her neck every two seconds. No wonder the girl seemed so awkwardly stable, every two seconds some one else was breathing down her neck inquiring about her feelings for Harry, which, she hadn't admitted completely yet, or asking her about her wardrobe. She didn't know who she was, and so to explain it to some one with confidence was just madness.

Ginny yawned. Afternoon classes had drained her, but she had something to look forward to, a nice lunch with her brothers, including those who's left the area in search of a future and steady situations, jobs with promising futures and love. Ginny loved her brothers dearly. In fact, she couldn't say she loved one more than the others, although, it was true that she'd always been closer to Ron because of their age difference, there wasn't much of one. Despite that though, Ginny loved them all.

Pulling her hair back into a rather messy bun, Ginny looked around her bedroom at Hogwarts. It wasn't anything new, she'd been here for four years. it had become a home way from home. It had become a sanctuary and as old as it all was, it always, somehow, seemed brand new. She didn't have time to savor the magic of it all at that moment, though, and so with one swift motion, Ginny lifted herself from the bed and skipped over to her wardrobe, removing her robes and uniform on the way. It seemed bare in the common room after classes. Everyone was already out and about enjoying their evenings before curfew shadowed the castle and a new day with the same old routine brightened everyone's day.

Ginny pondered for a moment, millions of thoughts racing through her young mind, confusing her and leaving her in a gentle, fragile and weakened state. The one thought that didn't run through her mind as she dressed herself and straightened her hair, though, was what her brothers would think of her new wardrobe. She'd done well to hide it so far, sneak around the corridors and her home with ease, but with her currently distracted state of mind, Ginny hadn't even stopped to think about what she'd put on, that silly little fourteen year old, and she raced off to the common room to use the fireplace as a floo network to get to the leaky cauldron where her brothers had all agreed to meet.

Once there, Ginny looked around, not expecting anyone to be there yet, and praising her lucky stars for it when she looked down and finally realized what she was wearing. If she just quickly snuck to a table, and sat just the right way, perhaps her brothers wouldn't notice her low cut top, and her low rise jeans with her rather risque high heeled shoes, or the make up she was wearing. She was wrong though, and she spotted a red head not too far away from her.

Ginny sighed, taking a deep breath and trying desperately not to click too loudly as she walked toward the table that all too familiar red head was sitting at. "Hello" Her voice was quiet and she nervously tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, trying quickly to sit before he had a chance to say anything. She wouldn't be too lucky though, they were all her older brothers, and like most older brothers, muggle and wizard alike, they were protective of her. She remained quiet though, looking down at the wood of the table. Perhaps if she stayed quiet, somehow, this wardrobe disaster of a situation would disappear. Perhaps there would be something more interesting in the Weasley news to discuss or notice other than her wardrobe, or the ever so popular crush on Harry talk.

notes // Weasley family thread ?! XD

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[Theodore Remus Lupin]

Ron never thought much about getting older. He didn't think about growing up, he didn't even think about his O.W.Ls! He didn't care much for the idea of leaving home, and he never really thought about having to. He was just living his his sibling's shadows anyhow. The older Weasleys were all making things of themselves. Fred and George were the would be problem children, and then there was him, he blended into the back ground. Then? There was Ginny, who also overshadowed him, being the only female AND the baby; sad? Yeah. Did he have middle child syndrome? He sure did!

But, that didn't mean he wasn't good with his family, he was. Rightly so, he was right in the middle of the group, but he spent the most time with his sister, Ginny. When all their brothers went to school, they had each other, and he was good with that. And now? He'd skipped a class, slept through two and now he was headed to see his siblings. He was glad to be able to touch base with them. He missed his family.

His robes had been off for a while, and he had on a plaid shirt, blue and black. He pulled on the same jeans he'd been wearing for the last week or so, he used a washing like hex on them, he learned it from his mother. He pulled on some shoes he'd found, and he pulled on a jacket, hat, scarf and gloves, though they lacked fingers. It was cold out, and he didn't have any other accessories, so he just had to deal with ones that didn't really match.

He'd used the fireplace to make a quick break earlier. After an awkward run in with lots of people from the past, and one nice one with Hermione, he wanted out. No one would know him from any other man on the street in a place like Diagon Alley, and for that he was very thankful. He walked slowly down the street, walking around people, and getting some looks, most likely due to his slightly hagared appearance, his eyes held bags, and his shoulders sagged a bit. His walk was more lumbered then it usually was, and his complexion paled more then it sometimes was.

He moved into the Leaky Cauldron, and he stood awkwardly towards the back. He didn't really know what to do, so he leaned on the wall, his shoulders falling forward. He looked up a bit, and he couldn't see anyone, not yet. He would be early. He sighed, and he scratched his head, sigh dropping from his lips. He pushed off the wall when he saw some sort of seat open up, and he took it, nearly putting his head on the table. He was so tired, and he couldn't seem to get enough sleep. Seemed he would sleep, but it would be a restless sleep, and he never was rested right.

But, soon his sleepless thoughts were broken by a voice. He didn't look up. "Ginny." He said, to the table. He looked up slowly, and his eyes fell on her top. He wasn't one to judge clothes, but old men were staring. He looked at her, his face looking a bit amused, flustered and tired all at once. "Your baps are nearly on the table, sis." He snorted. He straightened his back, and he smiled at her. "It's good to see you." And he really meant that, he really did miss his family.

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[georgeweasley]

     George had agreed, as well as Fred, to have a dinner at The Leaky Cauldron with Ginny. He wasn't completely sure what was supposed to be happening, but then again he wouldn't pass it up. Even though he tended to act as if he didn't care about his sister, he clearly did. Ginny was not only his youngest sibling, she was his only sister! He was extremely overprotective of her. That was a given, being as he was an older brother, and he didn't want any boys' looking at her in that way. Finally though, it had been time to head out. George decided to slightly match his brother, and put on a top that was an inverted version of Fred's. Then some nice dress pants. Along with his black shoes. This was casual for George. George did enjoy being a little dressy.

When the time came, he and Fred both apparated to The Leaky Cauldron. Naturally, they weren't first to arrive. Ron and Ginny seemed to already be there. Fred and George were a bit upset with what they saw. They walked up to the table, and across sat the two youngest siblings. "Fred... Are you seeing what I am seeing?" George's expression was disgusted, yet undecided. I see more then I should, I know that for certain! Then in unison, both twins said. Ginerva! George looked frustrated, as the two sat. "Ginerva, what do you think you're doing wearing something like that!" Your baps are all over the table, George! Give her your jacket! George had already been removing the jacket, and he threw it at Ginny.

"Cover those up! No one deserves to see those!" George said quietly, yet loud. Honestly Ginerva, cover them up before we make you! Fred said right as George had stopped speaking. These two weren't happy with what they saw. They were disgusted, sickened, upset, angry, and overwhelmed with how their sister was dressed. Completely overwhelmed.

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[charlie]

The days grew shorter and the nights grew chillier. Was it colder this time of year than what it was back in 1995? Charlie snuggled back into his black coat. It was probably the most expensive thing he owned, but it kept him warm in the times he needed it. Especially now since there was a family meeting going on at the Leaky Cauldron. Word had passed about the whole future merging with the past, but he still concealed his identity. Maybe he was gonna get lucky in this time zone than the other.

Charlie grew weary of walking, but soon reached the Leaky Cauldron, not exactly knowing what to expect. He hadn't actually spent time around his siblings other than classes. He pushed open the door, chicking a nod to the bar tender and heading to the table that contained the familiar red heads sitting around it. He got a chance to glimpse at what his dear little sister was wearing before the jacket that George was wearing was thrown at her. Charlie actually felt a little disappointed and angry at the attire she had chosen. It may be a new era but that didn't mean she had to go dressing like that!

He walked to the table, shot everyone a smile but Ginny.
"The next time I see you wearing attire like that, you can accompany me on detention in the Forbidden Forest. Got it?" He was being serious when he spoke, his words clear. Now that his actual parents hadn't returned to the past, that made him in charge.

He took a seat, a fire whiskey arriving soon after. He turned to his siblings, his voice concerned at what was happening to them all.
"You all may think this is fine and dandy when being back in this time, but we know what happened. We know what a dark age this will become, and we know what is in store. I hate to bring a downer on this all, but, since Mum and Dad didn't get back here, this leaves me in charge. We all need to be careful and not parade our selves around to drag in attention!" He had said the last part in vision of Ginny.

"On a lighter note. How has everyone been. I only get to see you in classes. I'm thinking for the seventh year a baby dragon. Not harmful and extremely cute. Maybe i'll get points with the partner..." She smiled at this, taking a sip of his drink.

"Anyone got any news on whats going on?" His voice was concerned. They couldn't forget the plans that were in store with the Dark Lord. Though they knew what the history was, and how much they tried for history not to repeat itself, the Dark Lord knew of the situation, and would be able to change his plans.

He looked around the room, each red head familiar in their own way. This was the only time he had ever really wished his father was around to guide them.

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