All Who Wander

All Who Wander

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot. The characters are JK Rowling's and the song is Good Charlotte's. Happy reading!

Description: AU Ginny just wanted to play with the band and get her family back together. Can a simple tour in Europe make things worse then they already are? She wanders, but is she really lost?

It was just supposed to be another stop on the tour, but he made it something more. He made me want to stay, but I'm a wanderer and I can't settle. He said I was lost and should find him when I'm found. I said not all those who wander are lost.

******United States, Washington DC******

Ginny Weasley gently opened her eyes and looked around the room she's known for all her life. Tomorrow she would be in a hotel room some where in Ireland with out the convenience of magic. That was the problem with muggle tours. You had to be careful what you did, what you brought, even what you said. Their reporters are vicious and make up rumors about anything.

Stepping out of bed she walked over to the spray painted dresser to look at her reflection. Deep reddish black hair fell to her shoulders, she had almond shaped brown eyes, and a little upturned nose. She thought she looked like any normal 15 year old.

So why was she famous?

“Skullie chow's ready!” Fred called from the kitchen pulling her from her revere. Padding down the carpeted hallway, she sat down at the table and looked at her family.

Her brother Bill was the oldest and the provider of the family since Mom and Dad left. He worked as a code breaker for Gringots bank and loved his family more than anything. He had long ginger red hair held back in a ponytail and made girls swoon by walking by.

Her second oldest brother was Charlie. He started the first magical zoo specializing in the birthing of Dragons. Charlie was a quidditch fanatic an could watch a game for hours. In his free time he coached little league quidditch. He had short spiky ginger red hair and had a wonderful heart.

Her third oldest brother, Percy, sat next to Charlie. He was in the band and played bass. His dream in life was to become American President of Magic, but that had taken a back seat once the band hit it big. He had short spiky ginger red hair with some spikes dyed black. He was the worrywart of the family, but he was well intentioned.

The middle child was George. He was the lead singer of the band, but also co-owned a small joke shop with his twin brother Fred. He loved to make people laugh, but people at Washington Wizarding High just didn't understand that. He had blood red hair, not too short and not too long, but what turned people off were his facial piercings. He always looked out for the rest of us and took the blunt of the blow in our battles.

George's twin, Fred, was secondary singer and guitarist. Fred was the wacky kind of person that would steal the school mascot and wear it to the spring dance. He never cared what anyone thought of him, but was over protective of his family. He got in allot of fights, which of course made George get in allot of fights, but it was good to have someone protecting us. He had blood red hair, but with black streaks in it. He had allot more facial piercings than George, but was always kind hearted.

Her youngest brother Ron was the drummer. They grew up watching each other's backs. He took her physical battles, she took his verbal. He was a chess mastermind and could strategize world domination if he really wanted too. He had longer spiky hair, which at this moment was blue and black. He had a fetish for dying his hair, as did she.

She was Ginny (aka Skullie) and the lead guitarist. She had a knack for getting in fights, which needless to say isn't that great. She could create good tattoos, and was an amazing artist. She had reddish black hair and a pierced eyebrow. Several ear piercings and belly button ring later she decided she had enough metal. She was the glue that held the band together and was the unofficial peacemaker.

The twins made breakfast today, so everyone ate with great caution. You could never tell when one of there experiments would `accidentally' slip into the food.

She could tell the Charlie and Bill were worried. This was the first time they were going on tour with out them. They were all each other had.

“When are you leaving?” Bill asked while nervously flipping through the morning paper. He had asked that question everyday this week.

“Around 11 pm tonight,” Ron answered as he began to chow down on his food again. Living with 6 brothers, she had learned the definition of `chowing down.'

“Do you want to do something today, maybe s a family?” Charlie hopefully asked. He was definitely taking the tour harder than Bill.

“We'll be home in two months,” she said comfortingly as she reached across the table and patted her older brother's hand. She was really going to miss him.

Percy picked up his plate an rinsed it in the sink. Even though they were famous they still lived in a condo, albeit a magically enhanced condo, but a condo none the less. It was the last place they had called home. They had been used to moving every other week when they signed a record deal and pow, there they were with a permanent home.

“Ready to go practice?” Percy asked looking around the table. They all nodded and Ginny was the first to join him in the practice room.

He was already warming up when she entered so she started with him. Ron was the next to come in followed by the twins. They got into position as Ron started to hit his ticks and do the count down.

Always see it on TV
Or read it in the magazines
Celebrities who want sympathy
All they do is piss and moan
Inside the rolling stone
Talking about
How hard life can
Be

I'd like to see them spend a week
Living life out on the street
I don't think they would survive
If they could spend a day or two
Walking in someone else's shoes
I think they'd stumble and they'd fall
They would fall

Fall

Lifestyles of the Rich and the Famous
They're always complainin'
Always complainin'
If money is such a problem
Well they got mansions
Think we should rob them

Did you know if you were famous
You could kill you're wife
And there's no such thing as 25 to life
As long as you've got the cash to pay for Cochren
Did you know if you were caught
And you were smoking crack
McDonalds wouldn't even wanna take you back
You could always just run for mayor of D.C

I'd like to see them spend a week
Living life out on the street
I don't think they would survive
If they could spend a day or two
Walking in someone else's shoes
I think they'd stumble and they'd fall
They would fall

Lifestyles of the Rich and the Famous
They're always complainin'
Always complainin'
If money is such a problem
Well they got mansions
Think we should rob them

Rob them
Rob them

They would fall

Fall

Lifestyles of the Rich and the Famous
They're always complainin'
Always complainin'
If money is such a problem
You've got so many problems
Think I can solve them

Lifestyles of the Rich and the Famous
We'll take your clothes, cash, cars and homes
Just stop complainin'

Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous
Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous
Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous

“That will be the opening in Ireland,” Percy stated looking at the rest of the band who only nodded their heads.

“This tour is going to be fucking great!” Ginny screamed just as they started up another song.

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Oh how wrong I was.

All Who Wander

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot. The characters are JK Rowling's and the song is Good Charlotte's. Happy reading!

Description: AU Ginny just wanted to play with the band and get her family back together. Can a simple tour in Europe make things worse then they already are? She wanders, but is she really lost?

He told me that he loved me and no one else mattered. But that was just a lie. He told me that he loved me as I was. But that was a lie too. He wanted me to conform to his standards and be normal. That was just too big of a risk for me.

******Ireland, Dublin******

The security guard escorted Ginny up to her hotel room. It was adjoined to Ron's, like they had requested. In 10 hours was their first international performance.

Ron came into Ginny's room via the side door. He saw her sitting on the plush window seat staring at the crowds below.

“What are you looking at Skullie?” Ron asked as he pulled a chair up to the window.

“Look at them,” Ginny replied gesturing towards the crowd of fans.

“What about them?” Ron asked looking puzzled. They had seen plenty of fans.

“They are here to see us, and this is the first time I have ever set foot in Europe,” Ginny answered with a rare small smile.

She stopped smiling when her Dad left. It's funny he left for a better life and ended up alone, depressed, and addicted to alcohol. He had always said she was his favorite; it hit her hard when he left.

Ron wrapped Ginny in a brotherly hug as they just stared out the window and watched the admiring fans.

***5 hours later***

Ginny pulled on a cut up and pinned together tank top of the Irish flag. She was mostly Irish, as many could tell from her family's notoriously red hair. Picking out a pair of baggy black trip pants she put on the out fit. Her hair was left down and her makeup reasonably dark. Walking down the hallway she came to Percy's room. Using the key to open the door she found him using a little gel to put his hair in place.

His outfit was to the effect of corporate meeting discovering a wild blender. A loosely sewn tie was strewn on his neck over a black and white button down shirt. He wore baggy black pants weighed down by chains.

“Skullie are you ready?” He asked seeing her in the background of the mirror.

“When am I not ready?” She sarcastically asked walking over and messing up his hair. He began to re-fix the spikes and she was left to do what she came for.

“I was wondering if tonight we could sing Hey Dad, I was thinking about him today and just got this feeling……..” she trailed off locking eyes with him in the mirror.

“Ok,” he whispered as she turned to leave.

“You don't need him,” he said to her turned back.

“I no,” She replied. “And that's what scares me.” She exited and wiped the fallen tear from her eye.

Walking down the hall a little, she entered the twins' room. They had decided to share a room, like they had done all their lives.

Opening the door she was greeted by the sounds of their first CD being blasted. They had obviously placed a silencing charm on the door.

George had his hair up in a Mohawk, where Fred's head was covered with a beanie. George wore a wife beater and baggie jeans and Fred had on a zip down red and black vest with black boy shorts. They looked perfect in her mind.

“Are you nervous?!” George screamed over the blaring music.

Ginny shook her head no and her hair madly whipped around.

“Good! We don't want you puking on stage!” Fred yelled while he applied his eyeliner.

“I'm going to see Ron!” She shouted right before she exited the room. Walking back towards her suite, she stopped a door early and walked into Ron's room.

He was already in a button down blue /black shirt and black pants. He was playing chess against himself.

The room was unearthly silent as she walked up and tapped him on the back. She burst out laughing when he jumped from the touch.

“Oh! I didn't see you there Skull,” He said rubbing the spot she just touched.

“You don't have to worry,” She said between giggles. “I'm not contagious.” Ron tried his hardest to look mad but ended up laughing too.

Percy came in the room followed by the twins.

“Three hours till show time, want to go set up?” Percy asked eyeing the two of them suspiciously. Usually they didn't laugh.

“Sure why not?” Ginny asked following the others down to the limo. Soon they would be playing their first international show.

***3 hours later***

“Hello Ireland!!” George screamed into the microphone over the wild cheers from `Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous'.

“Believe me that I speak for the whole band when I say THIS IS FUCKING AWESOME!!!” Wild cheers greeted the statement and George continued his speech.

“This is our first international tour, and hell it's our first time off of US soil. We hope you enjoy this concert and here's your next song, Hey Dad,” Cheers faded as the instruments started and George began to sing into the microphone.

Hey Dad, where you been for so long?
Why won't you look at me?
Is there something wrong?

Do you remember me, the son that you conceived?
Why won't you look at me?
A son that you deceived

Oh God, what did I do to deserve this?
A man I never knew
A man I cannot miss

I gave you many chances, many that you took
And now I stand before you
You won't even look

How can we start all over when we never began?
How can you be a father
When you're not even a man?

Why do you play these games?
That are in my head
You said you'd love me dearly
but it looks like he's dead

Oh God, what did I do to deserve this?
A man I never knew
A man I cannot miss

How can we start all over when we never began?
How can you be a father
When you're not even a man?

Why do you play these games?
That are in my head
You said you'd love me dearly
but it looks like he's dead (hey dad, hey dad)

So then came kids of my own
I was there for them
I am the man you couldn't be (I didn't learn from him)

Where he is, I don't know at all
I don't even remember
The last time he called

How can we start all over when we never began?
How can you be a father
When you're not even a man?

Why do you play these games?
That are in my head
You said you'd love me dearly
but it looks like he's dead

Oh God, what did I do to deserve this?
A man I never knew
A man I cannot miss

How can we start all over?
How can we start all over?
How can we start all over?
How can we start all over?
Hey Dad

The crowd started cheering the second the song ended and yells of `Abandoned Children rule!' was shouted through the stadium.

That show was the first of many which occurred in England, France, Italy, Poland, and Germany. Little did they know that their last show would be most important.

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I was so caught up in the fame that I let my guard down. I became weak, and weakness was never good. People hurt you when you're weak. Look what my father did……..

AN: Sorry these first two chapters are short and boring, but necessary for the rest of the story. In case you didn't catch it the name of the band is Abandoned Children. (AC) Thank you to ginnymalfoy21 my ONLY reviewer. Please review this chapter, it might inspire me to put up the next one faster.

All Who Wander

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot. The characters are JK Rowling's and the song is Good Charlotte's. Happy reading!

Description: AU Ginny just wanted to play with the band and get her family back together. Can a simple tour in Europe make things worse then they already are? She wanders, but is she really lost?

People say it's not where you start, but where you end up. I ended up at Hogwarts school, they so many restrictions there that I couldn't wait to leave. But after a while I fit in there and wanted to stay. The thing is, what I want and what I have to do are two totally different things.

******Scotland, Glasgow******

“Where's our next show?” Ron asked Percy who was madly flipping through the tour binder.

“It doesn't give a location!” He shouted sounding thoroughly frustrated. Fred and George both turned to look at him. He hardly ever lost his cool.

“How are we supposed to get there?” Ginny asked picking another pineapple off the pizza.

“Who ordered pineapple on the pizza?” Percy asked his hand recoiling from the open box.

“We did!” The twins unanimously stated. Percy disgustedly shook his head before going back to the binder.

“It give explicit instructions on how to get there,” Percy said looking for something, anything, to reference the directions by.

“Let me see,” Ron called from George's bed. He was channel surfing on the TV.

Percy threw the red binder over the squabbling twins to Ron.

“Whose turn is it to call Charlie?” Ginny asked picking up the phone beginning to dial.

“FINE! Don't answer me,” She said beginning a conversation with Charlie.

“These instructions really are meticulous,” He said looking over a whole page dedicated to them.

“I've never heard of Hogwarts before,” Ron said flipping through the binder, much like Percy had done.

“What warts?” Fred asked grabbing the binder from Ron's hands.

“Hogwarts, England's best wizarding school,” Percy answered grabbing the binder from Fred.

“Where's Kings Cross Station?” George asked reading the directions over Percy's shoulder.

“It's in England,” Ginny answered hanging up the phone. “Charlie and Bill send their love and say good luck on our last show.” Ginny stated giving a quick over view of her 30-minuet conversation.

“Why in Merlin's name are we going back to England?” Fred asked while trying to steal the controller from Ron.

“The school opted for the last date on the tour, I'm really not sure why though,” Percy said scratching his head as he yet again looked through the tour binder.

“Well when do we have to be at the school?” Ginny asked pulling out a bottle of black nail polish.

“September 1, but according to this we don't play till the 21. What the hell?!” Percy shouted reading some fine print on the last document in the folder.

“What?” the twins asked abandoning attempts to get the controller back from Ron.

“While we are staying at the school we are required to attend classes,” Percy said reading the line over again.

“The can't do that!” Ron yelled wiggling out from under the bed.

“Yes they can,” Percy challenged pointing to a line only he could see. “Bill even approved it.”

“WHAT!!!” The twins and Ginny yelled all clamoring to see where Bill signed away another month to the tour.

“There's even a supply list included,” Percy said looking thoroughly amazed as he pulled out 5 sheets of paper. He handed each sheet to it's respective owner.

Mouths dropped even farther as they went down the list.

“Where the hell are we supposed to get this…shit!” George scream infuriated that Bill would betray their trust like that.

“Diagon Alley,” Percy read from another sheet that seemed to have appeared by magic.

“And how are we supposed to get there?” Ron asked not looking up from his letter.

“By floo powder, for more directions read page 27, fuck!” Percy cursed holding up wath appeared to be a manual.

“What the fuck did we get ourselves in to?” Ginny asked giving a sigh of defeat.

******Diagon Alley******

“If I never travel by floo powder again, it will be too soon,” Ginny stated as Fred and George helped her off the ground in what appeared to be a dingy pub.

“Now the manual (as they had dubbed it 3 days ago) says we need to ask Tom, the bartender, to show us the way, and we have to use those exact words.” Percy said reading it from the manual for the hundredth time that day.

“Ok, I'll go,” Fred stated beginning to walk forward, but was soon stopped by Ron.

“Have Percy do it. He looks the most normal,” Ron spit out the word like the worst curse in the world, but the others agreed. Percy didn't have facial piercings, or weird colored hair. Only a few tattoos.

Percy walked to the bar and returned with an old man who led them into a grassy area out back. Fred and George made sure they were in front of Ginny, to protect her, just in case.

The old man tapped a few brick with a wand when they started whirring in all directions forming the shape of a giant archway. Leading the way Percy took them to a huge white marble building. Gringots.

Walking through the doors, Ginny immediately decided that American goblins were much friendlier. At least they were charmed to smile. Walking to the front desk, Percy asked if he could deduct some money from our account.

“Does Mr. Weasley have his key?” The goblin asked wearing a nasty grin.

“Skullie, your necklace,” Percy said as Ginny took the chain off her neck. It was a silver chain, enchanted to never be lost, given to her by her father. She didn't know why she kept it.

The goblin escorted Percy away and returned with him a few minuets latter. He split the money in three even piles and split it up between Ron and Ginny, the Twins, and Himself. Making a deal they decided to meet back at Gringots in 2 hours.

Refastening the necklace around her neck Ginny and Ron hit their first stop, Flouish and Blotts. Each pulled out their lists and went to work finding the books. Ginny was looking for the last book when she met him. He had a kind of elegance that she had never seen before, and it made her want to beat him up. He reminded her of the preppy kids back at Washington Wizarding High, with his gelled blonde hair and designer clothes, he disgusted her.

Walking away she found the book two shelves down.

Their next stops were the cauldron shops and Apothecary. Ginny loved to make potions and could have spent all her money in that one store, but refrained after looking down the lengthy list of other necessary items.

Eeylops Owl Emporium was the next stop they took, both purchasing Europe's only way of wizard communication. Ginny picked out a small owl, about the size of her palm, jet black with amazing green eyes.

The stationary store was a breeze as Ginny picked out a special teal ink, and the came the robe shop.

Washington Wizarding High never had uniforms, which was the only thing she agreed with them on. It stunted your individual growth, they would say. Hogwarts didn't feel the same way.

While being measured for school robes, she was glad to see Ron held the same disgust as her. They still purchased the ugly robes, and uniforms too, but this battle was not over.

Two hours latter, as promised, the 5 Weasleys met up to floo back to find their rooms in the Leaky Cauldron, where they would be staying till school started.

Once they settled in they all returned to Percy's room. They still had to practice.

“ONE , TWO , THREE , GO!!” Ron screamed tapping his drumsticks in mid air.

Educated With Money
He's well just... Not funny

And Not Much to say in most conversation
But He'll foot The Bill in all situations
'Cause He Pays For Everything


Girls Don't Like Boys.
Girls Like Cars And Money
Boys Will Laugh At Girls When They're Not Funny


Paper or Plastic.
Don't Matter She'll have it

Vacations and shopping sprees
These are a few of her favorite things
She'll Get What She wants if She is Willing To Please.
His Type of Girl Always Comes With A Fee
Hey Now There's Nothing For Free


Girls Don't Like Boys,
Girls Like Cars And Money
Boys Will Laugh At Girls When They're Not Funny

And These Girls Like These Boys, Like These Boys Like These Girls
The Girls With the Bodies Like Boys With Ferraris

Girls Don't Like Boys,
Girls Like Cars And Money

Lets Go...

(music)...


Girls Don't Like Boys,
Girls Like Cars And Money
Boys Will Laugh At Girls When Theyre Not Funny

And These Girls Like These Boys, Like These Boys Like These Girls
The Girls With the Bodies Like Boys With Ferraris
Girls Don't Like Boys,
Girls Like Cars And Money

(music).......

All of these boys (yeah) and all of the girls are
Losing Their Souls In a Material World...

(SLOWLY FADES)...All of these boys (yeah) and all of the girls are
Losing Their Souls In a Material World...

All of these boys (yeah) and all of the girls are
Losing Their Souls In a Material World...

All of these boys (yeah) and all of the girls are
Losing Their Souls In a Material World...

“Any one else hate the uniforms?” Ron asked as soon as the song was over. Ginny let out an involuntary shiver as she raised her hand along with the rest of her brothers. Oh those uniforms were going down.

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How naive we were. That was the least of out problems……..

AN: Thank you all of you who reviewed. Sorry this is another slow chapter, but I needed a filler before Hogwarts… that's right Hogwarts next chapter, or the train ride at least. Review for the next chapter!! Mucho Thanks-o to…

Aqua Rhapsody

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ginnymalfoy21

All Who Wander

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot. The characters are JK Rowling's and the song is Good Charlotte's. Happy reading!

Description: AU Ginny just wanted to play with the band and get her family back together. Can a simple tour in Europe make things worse then they already are? She wanders, but is she really lost?

People won't remember what you said, but how you made them feel. That is so untrue. I remember exactly what he said. He said I was too different, I wouldn't be accepted, I wouldn't meet their standards. How could he know if he never let me try?

******England, Kings Cross Station******

The special platform was busy with activity, so busy no one saw the Weasleys get on the train. They had chosen the back compartment, only because there were no other compartments in close proximity. Other kids their age usually didn't understand them.

“Who wants to play bull shit?” Fred asked pulling out a normal deck of playing cards.

Choruses of `Ok' and `Yea I'll play' were heard as Fred began to deal out the cards. They were mid game when some one opened the compartment door.

“Would you like anything from the tray?” A plump lady pushing a snack cart asked gesturing with her hand.

The Weasley twins looked like Christmas had come early and eagerly ran up to the cart. Ron soon joined his brothers at the cart, but Ginny and Percy stayed behind. Ginny began to pull out the outfit she was going to wear for the welcoming feast. It was a purple Oriental dress, decorated with embroidered red, yellow, and white flowers. It feel just above her knee, so she paired it with ripped red fishnets and chunky black boots. She twisted her hair into pigtail buns and replied her makeup.

Her mother always told her to make a good first impression.

After another hour of random card games, the train came to a stop at a dark station. The Weasleys cautious exited their car and made a break for the first available carriage, which just happened to have two people in it.

******In the Carriage******

“Hermione, do you know them?” A boy with messy black hair and overly thick glasses asked the bushy haired girl.

“No, can't say I do. They might be the American transfer students,” The girl, Hermione, wondered aloud.

“Hello, we can hear you,” George stated looking at the two, who in return only stared at him.

“They really are slow at this school,” Ron observed looking at the pair who had yet to say another word.

“Ron we probably scare them with our appearance!” Ginny said trying to stifle a small giggle.

“Oh,” The rest of her brothers said looking down at the various shades of black they wore.

The Weasleys chatted merrily the rest of the carriage ride, but their other two companions only stared. It was like they were growing another head.

“It is very unnerving to have you stare at us,” Percy stated as a large castle began to appear in the darkness.

“I'm sorry for our rudeness,” the boy replied, avoiding all their eyes.

“We don't bite,” Ginny said pulling out a compact mirror.

“That hard,” Fred whispered under his breath making the Weasley clan break out in chuckles.

“We appear to be at the school,” Hermione stated jumping to her feet.

“We will see you at sorting!” She yelled pulling the boy out of the carriage after her.

“Well, are you guys ready?” Ginny asked shouldering her black backpack she always carried with her.

“It's now or never Skullie, now or never,” With that Ron put his hand on her shoulder and led her out of the carriage and into a humongous entrance hall.

******The Great Hall******

The Weasleys were directed into a large cafeteria behind a group of eleven year olds. In front of them stood a ratty hat, which began to sing. Something about different houses and qualities, Ginny was too busy listening to her headphones.

“Now this year we have some transfer students from America,” A light applause crackled through the loud punk music and Ginny pressed pause.

“…With out further ado, let's sort our new students,” The elderly man sat down and the strict looking woman walked back to the front.

“Fred Weasley,” Fred sauntered forward and placed the head on top of his head. A few minuets latter it shouted, “Slytherin!”

“George Weasley,” The woman called as Fred walked over to the table in the far corner. The hat barely touched his head when it again shouted, “Slytherin!”

“Percy Weasley,” Was called next as he stumbled forward and put the hat on his head. He sat on the stool for at least 7 minuets before it shouted, “Ravenclaw!”

Percy looked stunned as he walked to a table on the opposite side of the hallway.

“Ron Weasley,” The woman said and Ron walked over to the stool. The hat took a few minuets, nothing as long as Percy before calling, “Gryffindor!”

Ron made his was over to the table next to the one the twins sat at. He gave her a hopeful smile as the woman called her.

“Skullie Weasley?” The woman questioningly asked looking at her list again to check the name.

Ginny walked forward and placed the hat on her head.

A small voice began to whisper in her ear.

“Not very patient I see, definitely not a Hufflepuff. Plenty of smarts, but not enough to make it in Ravenclaw. So it's between Gryffindor and Slytherin. Both have your brothers to protect you, something you will need. Plenty of courage, but too much pain to be in Gryffindor. I guess you'll be in SLYTHERIN!” The hat shouted the last word out loud before Ginny made her way to the same table as the twins.

The elderly man clapped his hands and food magically filled the table.

After the feast Ginny found herself being pushed toward the dungeons. Easily spotting the twins she ran up to them and they helped her find the common room. An older girl, Pansy something showed her the dorm room she would be sharing with four other girls her age. Getting ready for bed, she fell asleep when her head hit the pillow.

***Dream***

Ginny fell back from the empty bed room as tears began to fill her eyes.

He was gone…

How could he do this to them? To her? Wasn't he supposed to love her? The tears freely ran down her cheeks until Fred and George found her in the room.

George pulled her onto his lap as him and Fred started to sing the song they just wrote.

Hey Dad I'm writing to you
Not to tell you, that I still hate you
Just to ask you how you feel
And how we fell apart how this fell apart

Are you happy out there in this great wide world?
Do you think about your sons?
Do you miss your little girl?
When you lay your head down how do you sleep at night?
Do you even wonder if we're all right?

We're alright
We're alright

It's been a long hard road without you by my side
Why weren't you there all the nights that we cried?
You broke my mother's heart, you broke your children for life
It's not OK but we're alright
I remember the days you were a hero in my eyes
But those were just a long lost memory of mine
I spent so many years learning how to survive
Now I'm writing just to let you know that I'm still alive

The days I spent so cold, so hungry, were full of hate
I was so angry, the scars run deep inside this tattooed body
There's things I'll take to my grave, but I'm OK, I'm OK

It's been a long hard road without you by my side

Why weren't you there all the nights that we cried?
You broke my mother's heart, you broke your children for life
It's not OK but we're alright
I remember the days you were a hero in my eyes
But those were just a long lost memory of mine
I spent so many years learning how to survive
Now I'm writing just to let you know that I'm still alive

And sometimes I forgive, yeah and this time I'll admit
That I miss you, said I miss you

It's been a long hard road without you by my side
Why weren't you there all the nights that we cried?
You broke my mother's heart, you broke your children for life
It's not OK but we're alright
I remember the days you were a hero in my eyes
But those were just a long lost memory of mine
I spent so many years learning how to survive
Now I'm writing just to let you know that I'm still alive

And sometimes I forgive, yeah and this time I'll admit
That I miss you, said I miss you...hey Dad

“I miss him,” Ginny gasped out feeling the comfort of her brothers arms.

“We don't need him. He left us for something better, which he will never find. Now Skullie it's been a week and we've already lost mom. We can't loose you too we need you,” George said comfortingly rubbing her back.

“But I miss him!” Ginny cried letting the tears fall again.

“ I know Skullie, I know,” Fred whispered pulling Ginny into a hug.

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I missed a man who lied to his family and betrayed his wife. I had foolishly loved him, but now I'm wiser. Now I know love is almost nonexistent. Almost….

AN: Sorry if I have not made this clear, but all the songs are from Good Charlotte. Draco is coming into play in the next chapter, and as asked for I put in more information about her parents. Thank You to all my beautiful reviewers, who include…Midnight9214, mercedes1327, and ginnymalfoy21. Now Make me happy and put up another review! They make me write faster!!!

All Who Wander

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot. The characters are JK Rowling's and the song is Good Charlotte's. Happy reading!

Description: AU Ginny just wanted to play with the band and get her family back together. Can a simple tour in Europe make things worse then they already are? She wanders, but is she really lost?

Someone once said, I would rather be a coward, than be brave. People hurt you when you're brave. People hurt you when you're a coward too. They see nothing wrong with kicking you when you're down. The only problem is getting back up.

******Slytherin Dorm Room******

“Hurry up she's waking up!” Ginny heard a girl whisper as she slowly opened her eyes. Looking around she saw the 4 girls who also stayed in her room at the edge of her bed.

“What do you want?” Ginny asked sitting up in bed.

“You're Skullie!” One of the girls squealed looking at her like she was some kind of god.

“What's it to you?” Ginny asked walking over to the wash basin and scrubbing her face.

“Well you're…..Skullie!” A blonde sputtered proving a point that Ginny didn't understand.

Walking over to her dresser Ginny pulled out a pair of hot pink mesh arm warmers. Digging a little farther she found a black wife beater with the words `Abandoned Children' printed in white. Opening the drawer below it she pulled out a pink plaid skirt with chains attached to it. Crawling under her bed she found the knee high leather boots and pulled them out with her.

“Why are you still staring at me?” Ginny asked as she put her hair in low curls pigtails with hot pink tips. The girls on her bed still hadn't moved.

“You're Skullie from Abandoned Children!” The brunet screamed as though Ginny didn't know her own identity.

“Yea, so?” Ginny asked clearly not seeing the point.

“They are trying to point out you are famous, which you already know. And that you are the biggest celebrity since Harry Potter,” One of the girls said walking forward. She was taller than Ginny and had dirty blonde hair.

“Nunchuck, Amelia,” The girl said extending her hand.

“Weasley, Ginny,” Ginny said shaking Amelia's hand. He hand was soft and cold, like her mothers.

The other girls jumped up from the bed and came to introduce themselves to Ginny.

“Lara Flin,” The brunet said giving Ginny a polite nod.

“Samantha Kingston,” The blonde said giving a little giggle.

“Sophia Engle,” The last girl with jet-black hair said extending her hand, which Ginny shook.

“Now with introductions over we need to get ready for class,” Amelia said nodding her head towards the other girls.

“We will meet you in the common room down stairs in a little bit,” Sophia stated guiding Ginny to the door. Giving a little shrug, she walked down the stairs and sat on one of the green couches. There was one person down there already.

It was the preppy boy from the bookstore. And he saw her.

“Hello Skullie,” He said with a sneer looking at her choice of clothing.

“I don't think we've had the pleasure of meeting,” Ginny replied using the same tone.

“Oh I know all about you and your brothers who call them selves a band. Please I've seen house elves play better music then you guys,” Draco smirked thinking he embarrassed her.

“I wouldn't say things like that if I were you,” Ginny said pouting her lip and looking artificially innocent.

“I'll talk about your crappy band any time I want. Why wouldn't I?” Draco asked looking disgusted, like just talking of the band made him sick.

“You'll see why soon!” Ginny said sauntering over to the other girls who just came down the stairs. She had just reached the other girls when the sickening sound of a fist breaking a nose could be heard.

“That's why,” Ginny said to Draco looking over her shoulder with a smirk seeing 5 guys try to pull Fred off of his unconscious body. Giving a shrug she followed the others out of the common room.

******Great Hall******

Ginny sat down between Amelia and Sophia. They seemed to have taken a liking to her, she hoped it wasn't only because of the fame.

She was glad to see Ron and Percy seemed to be getting along well with their house mates, she didn't expect to see Fred and George till later. George probable got in the fight after she left.

It was good to be able to rely on something.

“Skullie!” Amelia yelled waving her hand in front o Ginny's face.

“What?” She asked snapping out of her thoughts.

“What happened to Draco?” Amelia asked buttering her pancakes.

“Oh, he was making fun of my brothers so George broke his nose. Would you pass the butter?” Ginny held out her hands expecting the butter but heard a surprised gasp.

“He'll be fine don't worry!” Ginny said to the unspoken question before reaching over Amelia's plate to grab the butter.

“Fred has broke tons of guy's noses and they turned out ok!” Ginny said before slopping the butter onto her toast.

“Aren't you worried what those other guys did to your brother?” Sophia asked engrossed in the story.

“No, George most likely came down and helped him out by knock out the guys trying to take down Fred. Someone either had to stun them of get a teacher, but I doubt any one got a punch in,” Ginny stated before taking a gulp of pumpkin juice.

“Gross! What is that?” Ginny asked spinning the liquid around in her goblet.

“Pumpkin juice,” Sophia replied taking a hearty drink of her own.

“Do you have anything else to drink?” Ginny asked looking down the table.

“That would be a no,” Amelia said pouring herself a glass. “But,” she continued. “I can transfigure it into tea or water for you,” She said transforming her own into tea.

“I'll have water please,” Ginny said holding the goblet out to Amelia.

Ginny had just pushed away her plate when a schedule was flown in from a school owl looking down the list she read:

Monday, Wednesday, Friday

Defense Against the Dark Arts 9-10 S&G

Potions 10:15-11:15 S&G

Charms 11:30-12:30 S&H

Lunch 12:30-2

Transfiguration 2:15-3:15 S&G

Herbology 3:30-4:30 S&H

Band Practice 4:45-6:45

Tuesday, Wednesday

Defense Against the Dark Arts 9-10 S&G

Potions 10:15-11:15 S&G

History of Magic11:30-12:30 S&H

Lunch 12:30-2

Transfiguration 2:15-3:15 S&G

Care of Magical Creatures 3:30-4:30 S&H

Band Practice 4:45-6:45

Ginny folded up the schedule and put it into her black backpack. Pulling out the head phones she turned on one of their older songs.

Communication is a lot like the wind,
When I speak, It's like no one understands and I'm left with empty hands,
Forever I can't speak, So many things I'll never learn
You can't cross bridges that you've burned,
Why is life such an issue in your mind,
Why are the answers to my problems hard to find, So hard to find
Don't forget to buckle when you fall,
Beneath the pressure of the seconds, when, your life becomes a screamer,
Staring at the sea, things become so small,

I want movies of my life, and pictures on my wall,
Pictures on my wall,

(Chorus)-
You say that I'm a dreamer,
I say you're a non believer,
Take out the light, take out the light, Start screamin',
I'm dreaming, I'm a dreamer, no one believes me,
And you don't either, So tell me what to do
Take out the light, Take out the light,
Take out the light start screamin'

Amelia and Sophia stood up to leave. Sophia offered her a hand up and they were on the way. She could already tell this was going to be one fucked up month.

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Oh how right I was. Oh how right I was………

AN: Yes the song was in the dream…she was dreaming about a memory she had, a little confusing but will make sense later. They are super famous, I think I did a better job of playing it up in this chapter… Not the expected D/G action but I will make up for it I promise! Hugs to all my reviewers! You have me wrapped around your little finger. Special thanks to…Draco's Gurl, Aqua Rhapsody, Pink Inspiration, jiin, Danielle, ginnymalfoy21, Alexandria, Midnight9214

All Who Wander

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot. The characters are JK Rowling's and the song is Good Charlotte's. Happy reading!

Description: AU Ginny just wanted to play with the band and get her family back together. Can a simple tour in Europe make things worse then they already are? She wanders, but is she really lost?

Aerodynamically the bumble bee shouldn't be able to fly, but the bee doesn't know that and goes on flying any way. - Mary Kay Ash

I didn't know what I was missing out on being a social outcast, and then I found out. Friday nights seemed lonelier and family time less fun. I wished I could go back to my blissful ignorance, but that's not possible. Nothing I want is ever possible.

******Hallway******

Ginny had found out the hard way Gryffindors and Slytherins were not friends. Apparently Gryffindors worshiped the ground Harry Potter walked on and any other celebrity was just coming to steal his fame. That was the reason her Defense Against the Dark Arts book was saturated with scarlet ink, permanent non charm away-able scarlet ink.

Following Amelia and Sophia Ginny glided down the entrance stairway. Her Defense teachers said nothing about her outfit, but Professor Black and Professor Lupin were paying way to much attention to other Slytherins to notice her. She hadn't seen them at the feast yesterday….

The potions classroom was dark and dank. She set her supplies up next to a reluctant Gryffindor girl. In a mental note, Ginny told herself to find a Slytherin partner.

Fawn Everson was scrawled across the top of her spiral.

Great she was paired up with a deer.

The professor entered the room 5 minuets late. Not a good impression.

“This class will be a review of truth potions,” The teacher said flicking his wand towards board where small scratchy script began o appear.

Pulling out her potion supplies Ginny heard Fawn let out a frustrated moan.

“What?” Ginny asked turning to her partner who was now hitting her head with a potions book.

“I hate this class,” The girl ground out, looking up to where the potions master sat behind his desk smirking at the struggling students.

“Is he really that mean?” Ginny asked suddenly worried as she began the potion.

“Not to Slytherins,” The girl said stirring the potion in the wrong direction.

“No, this way,” Ginny said grabbing the girls hand and twisting it in the other direction.

“Thanks,” The girl replied looking Ginny in the face.

“You're Skullie from AC?” The girl asked questioningly.

“Yea,” Ginny said suddenly uncomfortable. She liked it better when people didn't know she was famous.

“That's cool,” The girl replied pushing up her robe sleeves. On the inside of her left arm the letters D.M. + F.E. were outlined in a heart.

“Who's D.M.?” Ginny asked placing her finger on the heart.

“Oh, that,” The girl, Fawn, said drawing her sleeve down to cover the drawing.

“It's my boyfriend, Draco Malfoy,” She whispered so that Ginny had to pay close attention.

“What house is he in?” Ginny asked corking the potion vial.

“Slytherin a year above us. I really don't know why I'm telling you this. We were going to keep it a secret,” Fawn said her voice trailing off.

“ I make people feel at home, my Mom made people feel like that too…” Ginny silently walked the potion up to the teacher's desk. Her mind kept screaming the word `no'. She wasn't supposed to tell any one how she felt.

“He's in the hospital wing right now,” Fawn said as soon as Ginny sat down.

“Who?” Ginny asked startled by her comment.

“Draco, someone broke his nose,” Fawn said beginning to pack up her bag. Realization drew across Ginny's face. She was dating the preppy bastard.

“My brother broke his nose,” Ginny said causing Fawn to turn and look at her. Fawn just nodded her head before leaving the classroom. Looking around for Sophia and Amelia Ginny swore under her breath seeing their station was clean and their things gone.

“Who wants to take me to transfiguration?” Ginny asked in a loud voice standing in the center of the classroom. Heads shot up to look at the cause of commotion. A Gryffindor boy she knew as Colin Creevey flagged her over.

“Give me a couple of seconds and we can go,” The boy said casting a cleansing charm on the cauldron. Picking up his books, he ushered her to the doorway.

“Did your lab partner, Fawn, say anything about her mystery boyfriend?” Colin asked walking up the dungeon steps.

“Yes,” Ginny replied following up the grand staircase.

“And…” The boy asked a little irritated at Ginny's unwillingness to talk about it.

“Oh I can't say,” Ginny said putting on her fake innocent face. “I was sworn to secrecy,” Ginny whispered giving Colin a mock salute. “Scout's honor!” Ginny let out a little giggle as Colin began to grumble about `bloody Slytherins.'

What kind of insult was bloody?

“This is the room,” Colin said with a little wave of his hand.

“Aren't you going in?” Ginny asked skeptical that it was really the classroom.

“In a few minuets, I'm going to try to find out if anyone knows who her bloody boyfriend is,” Colin said as he began to stalk off.

“I know who it is,” Ginny shouted after him. She was greeted with a very polite hand gesture before she turned and entered the room.

******Transfiguration Classroom******

Fawn had taken a seat towards the front of the classroom. Upon seeing her Ginny walked up the rows and placed her books on the joint table.

“Hi,” said Fawn looking up from a sketch she was doing.

“Can I sit here?” Ginny asked gesturing to the empty seat. Fawn gave a noncommittal shrug as Ginny placed her books down.

“So, what is this teacher like?” Ginny asked to Fawn's turned back.

Fawn turned to face Ginny abandoning her half finished sketch of a pair of hands.

“She is strict but fair,” She said toying around with the pencil in her hands.

“Are you upset that my brother broke Draco's nose?” Ginny asked seriously hoping Fawn wasn't. She was the first person that didn't talk to her only because she is famous.

“No, I'm not upset. He can be a real prat sometimes,” Dawn said getting a small smile about the mere thought of Draco.

“Some guy, Colin, asked me about you,” Ginny stated digging through her bag. Where was that transfiguration book?

“Really?” Fawn asked looking suddenly interested.

“Yeah, he wanted to know about your new boy friend,” Ginny trailed off carefully watching her facial expressions. After being in the backdrop for so long, she had picked up useless skills. Reading palms, card tricks, picking locks, reading faces.

Judging by the look Fawn got while they were talking about Colin, Ginny could tell she had some match making to do.

The teacher chose that exact moment to walk in, and she found Ginny's outfit completely inappropriate.

“Ms. Weasley, Just because you are famous does not mean you can dress like a scarlet woman in my classroom,” The professor stated giving Ginny a glare for good measure. Ginny just shrugged before pulling out loose leaf and a gel pen.

She had decided this morning that she would continue to use American supplies till a teacher complained, after that…fuck them.

The teacher, Professor McGonagall droned on about in a lecture unlikely to end any time soon. Ginny was in her head her fingers, almost invisibly, moving to different cord on her bass. The lyrics blaring in her thoughts..

all these games you play, you're messin' with my head (messin with my head)
I don't know why I stay, I should leave instead (I should leave instead),
When I speak from my heart, you laugh like it's a game (this ain't no game)
Yeah we'd make great friends, but it just isn't the same...

(Chorus)-
And I know this is not the way it should be,
And I know you treat him like me,
But I don't wanna stop, I don't wanna stop, I don't wanna stop
(Chorus Ends)

No I don't need you to buy me pretty things (you don't pay for me),
Pay for my tattoos or buy me diamond rings (we don't want those things),
All I know is that I'm happy to see you smile (i want to see you smile),
And it'd make my day if you'd just stay for awhile (stay with me),

(Chorus)(Chorus Ends)

This has gone on way too long...
And I'm tired of movin' on,

The teacher handed Ginny a water goblet as she was snapped back to reality. Having no clue what the lesson was about she crumpled her abandoned loose-leaf note and placed them in the cup. Pulling out her wand she instantly had a nice glass of butter beer. Passing it to Fawn the two girls began to giggle at Ginny's short attention span.

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If only I would have kept to myself and left Fawn alone…

AN: SORRY FOR WAITING SO LONG TO UPDATE. I HAD A PERSONAL MATTER TO ATTEND TO. THIS CHAPTER MAY NOT SEEM IMPORTANT BUT BE AWARE…IT IS!!!!! PLEASE REVIEW!!!!

All Who Wander

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot. The characters are JK Rowling's and the song is Good Charlotte's. Happy reading!

Description: AU Ginny just wanted to play with the band and get her family back together. Can a simple tour in Europe make things worse then they already are? She wanders, but is she really lost?

I was listening to the radio today. A song came on that made me think of him. What's forever really for it asked. I know the truth. Forever is the amount of time it takes to fall in love, and then have your heart ripped out and cast aside. That's forever.

******Band Practice Room******

“So how was your first day of school?” Percy asked Ginny as he looked at the new bass the school had supplied him with.

“It was ok,” She replied. Her fingers itched to play a song on the new guitar. It was black with red accents. Like her.

Fred and George entered the room laughing about something or another, but stopped dead in their tracks at the sight of all the new equipment.

“Wow, where did,” Fred started.

“This stuff come from?” George asked finishing the question.

“I dunno, it was here when we got here,” Ron replied spinning the drumstick between his fingers.

“Who care where the shit came from! Are you guys ready to practice?” Ginny asked slinging the guitar on.

The others scrambled to their positions

“My Old Man!” Ron screamed clicking his sticks together for a starting beat.

I don't know much about, too much of my old man
I know he walked right out the door we never saw him again
Last I heard he was at the bar doing himself in
I know I got that same disease, I guess I got that from him

This is the story of my old man
Just like his father before him
I'm telling you do anything you can
So you don't end up just like them, like them

Monday he woke up and hated life
Drank until Wednesday and left his wife
Thursday thru Saturday lost everything
Woke up on Sunday miserable again

I remember baseball games and working on the car
He told me that he loved me and that I would go far
showed me how to work hard and stick up for myself

I wish he wasn't too hard to listen to himself

This is the story of my old man
Just like his father before him
I'm telling you do anything you can
So you don't end up just like them, like them

Monday he woke up and hated life
Drank until Wednesday and left his wife
Thursday thru Saturday lost everything
Woke up on Sunday miserable again

Again...again...

Someday he'll wish that he made things right (made things right)
Long for his family and miss his wife (miss his wife)
Remember the days he had everything (everything)
Now he's alone and miserable again

“So what happened after I left the common room?” Ginny asked the twins as she walked over to the mini fridge and grabbed a bottle of water.

“Oh that,” Fred said letting out a snicker.

“Well I came down and helped him with the losers trying to take him down,” George said nudging Fred.

“And then some really hot chick came down asking for breakfast escorts and we willingly obliged,” Fred said in a frivolous bow gesture.

“But you had already left,” Finished George adjusting the microphone stand.

“Oh, some girls wanted to leave so I went with them to my next class,” Ginny said as the twins gave and understanding nod.

******Library******

Ginny sat with Fawn at a table in the library as the Gryffindor girl tried to teach her the transfiguration lesson.

“So do you like Colin?” Ginny asked trying , and failing, to change the book into a tea pot.

“Yea, he's a great guy a real friend,” Fawn stated before grabbing Ginny's hand and twisting it into a different pattern.

“The movement is more like that,” Fawn said letting go of the hand.

“Thanks, but I didn't mean if you like Colin like that. I meant like a boyfriend,” Ginny stated making the book into a leather bound kettle.

“OH!” Fawn said letting out a little gasp. “Is it that obvious?” She asked, her fair skin getting a light blush.

“Only to really observant people,” Ginny stated finally making a pot.

“You two should go out,” She said as she watched Fawn turn the pot with all her hard work back into a book.

“Colin doesn't like me like that,” Fawn said with a small smile.

“How can you be so sure?” Ginny asked successfully making a kettle on her first try.

“I don't know……. Besides I'm dating Draco!” The girl exclaimed as though the idea had just popped into her head.

“Break up with him, he's a loser any way,” Ginny stated pulling out parchment and the teal ink. Fawn had convinced Ginny to do her homework in wizarding supplies. Why? The world may never know.

“I don't know. We don't even know if Colin likes me!” Fawn whispered pulling out her own parchment and hot pink ink.

“Hold on,” Ginny said getting up, opposite of Fawns request, and walking over to Colin.

“Colin.” Ginny said tapping the boy on the shoulder.

“What?” He snapped looking up from the thick book on his lap.

“Do you like Fawn?” She asked carefully examining his face.

“No!” He grumbled getting a little blush on his cheeks.

“You are such a bad liar,” Ginny snickered walking back to Fawn.

“He likes you,” She stated falling into the wooden chair.

“How do you know?” Fawn asked her eyes glistening with excitement.

“Just trust me,” Ginny said changing the book and pot back and forth 6 times in repetition.

“What should I do?” Fawn asked casting a glance to Colin.

“1. Break up with Draco. 2. Go to Colin for comfort after your `evil' boyfriend breaks up with you. 3. Get asked out.” Ginny said counting the steps on her fingers. Fawn just nodded her head a huge grin spreading across her face.

“I'm going to start right now!” Fawn said running out of the library. Ginny let out a small smile remembering when she was still like that.

******Flash Back******

“Daddy!” Ginny squealed running across the school playground to her father.

“Hey Skullie,” He said picking her up in a huge bear hug.

“Are you ready to go home?” He asked taking her pink Strawberry Shortcake backpack.

“Yes Daddy, I'm ready,” Ginny said crawling onto his back for a piggyback ride.

“Ok baby I'll take you home,” Her dad said starting to walk away from the school.

“You're always going to pick me up from school daddy right?” Ginny asked snuggling into the hood of his sweatshirt.

“I'm always going to pick you up Skullie, I promise baby,” Her father said walking to their apartment 3 blocks away.

******End******

Her dad didn't pick her up from school anymore. He stopped when he left them. Sometimes they lied and said her father died, but the truth was he left them and they were dead to him. Ginny walked into her dorm room to see a scroll above her bed reading `Gryffindor Lover'.

Why was there so much tension in this school?

She had just gotten into a black camisole and black plaid pants when the door slammed open.

“Weasley!” The preppy boy, Draco, came in screaming.

“You made my girlfriend break up with me!” He shouted his gray eyes flashing with anger.

“I didn't make her do anything you moron,” Ginny stated looking through her trunk for her green nail polish.

“You egged her into doing it!” He spat back slamming the trunk closed to get her attention.

“I just pointed out other options she had in her love life!” Ginny shouted pushing Draco away from her stuff, “And don't touch my shit!” She screeched.

“I'll touch your shit if I want too!!!” He screamed pushing her against the wall. Putting his hands on either side of her head, he leaned in and kissed her. His lips touched hers leaving shivers of electricity when he pulled away.

“What the hell was that?” Ginny asked trying to regain her composure. She wasn't supposed to be surprised like that!

“I'll be around Skullie,” Draco said walking out the door leaving a stunned Ginny behind.

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If I had stayed out of Fawn's business, I wouldn't have been in that position. But Draco would give me what I wanted. He would make sure I was accepted, taken care of, loved. That's all I've ever wanted in life, to have a family and be loved. But all the love gone wrong has turned my world black.

AN: SORRY AGAIN THIS HAD BEEN A BUSY MOTH FOR ME. ME AND MY FRIENDS WERE OUT PROTESTING IN SPRINGFEILD. MANY PEOPLE GOT ONE REASON WHY THE LAST CHAPTER WAS IMPORTANT, BUT THERE'S MORE. A LITTLE TINY BIT OF DRACO/ GINNY ACTION…BUT THERE'S MORE TO COME!! THANK YOU TO ALL MY REVIEWERS, NOW GIVE ME A SMILE A REVIEW THIS CHAPTER TOO! IF I HAVEN'T MADE MYSELF CLEAR THIS IS A GOOD CHARLOTTE SONG FIC SO DO NOT FLAME ME ABOUT HAVING ONE OF THEIR SONGS IN EACH CHAPPY. THE NEXT CHAPTER IS ON THE WAY. SORRY FOR THE DELAY!

All Who Wander

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot. The characters are JK Rowling's and the song is Good Charlotte's. Happy reading!

Description: AU Ginny just wanted to play with the band and get her family back together. Can a simple tour in Europe make things worse then they already are? She wanders, but is she really lost?

“Matchmaker Matchmaker make me a match, find me a find, catch me a catch,” It's a sweet song, but completely wrong. Matchmakers should mind their own fucking business, look what happened to me when I was a matchmaker.

******History of Magic******

Ginny sat next to Sophia and a Hufflepuff, Emma Dobbs. Amelia was obviously mad at her for associating with Fawn. Her and Colin were now happily a couple.

But that left Draco. Ginny was still puzzled about what happened. One minute they were fighting and the next he was kissing her. She threw it off as him being mixed up about his emotions.

Their ghost professor, Binns, Droned on about Goblin rebellions and the Mermaid Uprising.

Talk about boring!

Ginny pulled out her head phones and listened to the latest band song. Pressing play the lyrics were shot into her ears.

She's got tattoos and piercings
She likes Minor Threat, she likes Social Distortion
My girl's a hot girl
A hood rat who needs an attitude adjustment

Christina wouldn't wanna meet her
She hates you Britney so you better run for cover
My girl's a hot girl
A riot girl and she's angry at the world

Emergency call 911,
She's pissed off at everyone
Police, Rescue, FBI she wants a riot, she wants a riot

And everywhere we go she gets us thrown out constantly
But that's OK 'cause I know, I know
I know my baby would do anything for me, yeah

Christina wouldn't wanna meet her
She hates you Britney so you better run for cover
My girl's a hot girl
A riot girl and she's angry at the world

Emergency call 911,
She's pissed off at everyone
Police, Rescue, FBI she wants a riot
She wants a riot, she wants a riot

Don't you know that all I really want is you?
Gotta know that all I really want it you

Emergency call 911,
She's pissed off at everyone
Police, Rescue, FBI she wants a riot, she wants a riot

Emergency call 911,
She's pissed off at everyone
Police, Rescue, FBI she wants a riot, she wants a riot

She had met Christina once. The teen diva was self-centered and her stage crew and dancers hated her. Ginny never wanted to be like that. She hated Britney Spears because of all her publicity stunts, but Spears probably had a nice heart.

The twins wrote this song about her, she knew it. She always would be their girl.

Ginny looked around to see everyone heading to the door. Next was lunch and then…SHIT transfiguration. She was going to have to go back to her dorm room for her uniform robe…or un-uniform robe.

Today she had worn a green tube top and black plaid bondage pants. Very non-uniform. Last night after the Draco incident, she had added some patches and pins to her school robe. If she had to wear it in transfiguration, she would at least make it unique.

Walking down to the dungeons, she whispered the password to the wall. Upon entering the common room, she saw Draco sitting on the green leather couch. His hands were tangled in his hair and his head was resting on the open palms.

Letting out a sigh he picked up a piece of parchment from the table. His eyes scanned it before he set it back down and let out another sigh.

Forgetting about her robe she walked over and sat next to him on the couch.

“What's wrong?” She asked resting her hand on his shoulder.

“Nothing,” Draco answered after a long pause. He was reluctant to give her his problems.

“I'm not going to pry,” Ginny said standing up and beginning to walk to her dorm.

“You wouldn't understand,” He said attracting her attention. Turning around to face him, she saw that he had stood up too.

“What wouldn't I understand?” Ginny inquired fingering the canvas bottom of her backpack.

“You with your perfect family, loving brothers, adoring fans. You wouldn't understand what I'm going through,” He said crumpling the letter in his hand.

“Fuck you,” Ginny whispered walking up so she was right in front of Draco.

“You know nothing about my family, so don't pretend like you do,” Ginny said stalking back to her dorm room.

Who the hell did this boy think he was? Skullie's mind screamed as she picked up the lump of cloth that used to be her uniform.

Running out of the common room, she ditched lunch and went straight to class. People always judged her on the fame, it was worse than when they judged her on being a welfare recipient.

Pulling out a piece of loose leaf she jotted down a fast note to Charlie.

Hey C! Hoggy is gr8! I'm in Slytherin with the twins. Ron is in Gryffindor and Percy in Ravenclaw. I can't wait for the tour to end so I can get home. I miss your cooking. Write me back! ~ Skullie

It was fine she noted as it was tucked away in her backpack. Giving a little information, but not too much.

“Hey Skullie!” Fawn said plopping into the seat next to Ginny. Colin wasn't far behind sitting next to Fawn and placing her books in front of her.

“Hi Fawn,” Ginny said rubbing her temples. She could feel a migraine approaching.

“Are you feeling ok?” The girl asked putting a worried hand on her forehead.

“No, I'm going to go to the infirmary,” Ginny said gathering her books and walking out of the classroom.

Now she had no clue where to go. Class was crossed off the list as was the library, the infirmary, the hallways, the great hall. The only place she could think of was back to the common room.

Hanging her head she prepared herself for the inevitable conflict with Draco.

******Common Room******

“Make me understand!” Draco shouted seeing Ginny enter the common room. He didn't know what had come over him, but he wanted this girl. She tickled his fancy when she wasn't afraid to stand up to him.

He always got what he wanted.

“Hell no!” Ginny yelled continuing to her room. Seeing that she wasn't going to stop Draco followed her into the dorm room.

“Go away!” Ginny growled thoroughly frustrated. What was his problem?

“No, tell me about yourself,” Draco asked lying down on Lara's impeccable bed.

Letting out a defeated sigh Ginny asked, “What do you want to know?”

“Tell me about your family,” Draco insisted folding his legs in a cross pattern.

“What about them?” Ginny asked falling on her own messy bed.

“I dunno, just tell me!” Draco replied brushing dust from his designer shirt.

“I have 6 brothers, and I'm the only girl. My older brothers Charlie and Bill take care of us. My dad is dead and my mom is at the institute because she was breaking down. And that's about it,” Ginny said trying to leave everything as vague as possible. She didn't want him to know too much.

Little did she know she had just sparked his interest for more.

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If only I would have kept my big mouth shut.

AN- SORRY FOR THE DELAY I'M WORKING ON ANOTHER STORY, LILY OF THE VALLEY, AND DOING SOME BETA WORK. PLEASE ENJOY THIS CHAPTER AND I WILL GHET THE NEXT ONE OUT AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.

All Who Wander

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot. The characters are JK Rowling's and the song is Good Charlotte's. Happy reading!

Description: AU Ginny just wanted to play with the band and get her family back together. Can a simple tour in Europe make things worse then they already are? She wanders, but is she really lost?

I learned the hard way, that unlike American schools, British schools punish people for ditching classes. It has become another thing for me to add to the list of things I have done wrong through out my life. That list is never going to end.

*****

Ginny silently cursed everything she could think of as she dejectedly marched to the transfiguration classroom. Professor McGonagall had noticed her daily absence. Stupid cat.

“Skullie!” Ron walked over and hugged her as she opened the classroom door. Bewildered she hugged him back, but not with out asking why he was there.

“Moronic Potter landed me in a spot of trouble with Cat Woman,” that directed Ginny's attention to the grumbling figure in the corner of the room eyeing them with distaste.

“What did the Amazing Boy Wonder do?” She asked none too quietly shooting him a scornful glare.

“Told her I had my stereo up and running. Said it `disrupted' his sleep. Fricken A! You talk in your sleep you moron! You think that doesn't keep the rest of us up?” Ginny gently placed a hand on her brother's chest as he yelled over her shoulder at Harry Potter.

“Ron, he isn't worth it,” She whispered pushing him backwards.

“I'm sorry I like to go to sleep on time,” Harry shot from his position across the room.

“Potter be a smart little Boy Wonder and don't bother my brother when he is ticked off,” Ginny didn't turn to face him, but heard his foot steps as he swaggered over to where the siblings were standing.

“At least I don't associated with Slytherins,” He sneered over Ginny's other shoulder. Ginny calmly placed a hand on her brother's chest before turning around.

“You better back down Potter,” She warned while she held eye contact.

“You Skullie, think you are better than everyone else just because you are famous. You think you can boss every one around. Well, here is a bloody newsflash. I don't take orders from scarlet women,” As a triumphant grin spread across his face. Ginny's fist made contact with his face in a bone-cracking crunch.

“Asshole,” she whispered as the door opened revealing a very angry Professor McGonagall.

“What is going on in here?” She perfectly enunciated each word as her hands began to clutch her brief case harder, as if trying to mold it to her will.

“Professor, Harry was verbally assaulting Skullie. Did you expect her to just take it?” His eyes didn't leave the hunched over for of Harry Potter who was still clutching his nose.

“Yes!” Came her exasperated voice from the doorway. “ Potter go to the infirmary, Ms. Weasley, you have a weeks worth of detention and you cost Slytherin 10 house points.”

Harry, as if woken up from his stupor shot Ginny a triumphant glare

“You Mister Potter will have your detention tomorrow instead,” McGonagall threw over her shoulder as if it was a second thought.

“Professor,” Ron started, “ Potter is the one who started it!” Injustice was clearly written across his face as their teacher placed some papers on her desk.

“Yes but your sister finished it.” After shuffling some papers around she let out a loud `hmmmph'.

“You two,” She gestured to the Weasleys, “will be manually cleaning my classroom. I want it spotless by the time I come back.” A broom, mop, bucket, and raps were created out of thin air as their teacher replaced everything in her brief case and rapidly walked out the door.

As the door slammed shut, Ginny couldn't help but laugh.

“Since when is cleaning a detention?” Walking over to the tools, she picked up the broom and began sweeping.

“Since we got to Scotland,” Ron replied grabbing the mop and going over where she just swept.

I been working so hard
I punch my card
Eight hours, for what?
Now tell me what I got

Ginny started earning a grin from Ron who joined in the song.

I get this feeling
That time's just holding me down
I'll hit the ceiling
Or else I'll tear up this town

Now I gotta cut

Loose, footloose
Kick off my Sunday shoes
Please, Louise
Pull me offa my knees
Jack, get back
C'mon before we crack
Lose your blues
Come on and get footloose

You're playing so cool
Obeying every rule
Dig way down in your heart
You're burning, yearning for some

Somebody to tell you
That life ain't passing you by
I'm trying to tell you
It will if you don't even try

now you gotta cut

Loose, footloose
Kick off the Sunday shoes
Oowhee, Marie
Shake it, shake it for me
Whoa, my lord
C'mon, c'mon let's go
Lose your blues
Everybody get footloose

you've got to turn me around
You put your feet on the ground
Now take a hold of your soul
I'm turning

Loose, footloose
Kick off your Sunday shoes
Please, Louise
Pull me offa my knees
Jack, get back
C'mon before we crack
Lose your blues
Come on and get footloose

Footloose, footloose
Kick off your Sunday shoes
Oowhee, Marie
Shake it, shake it for me
Whoa, My lord
C'mon, c'mon let's go
Lose your blues
Everybody get footloose

What the siblings didn't see as they played air instruments was the blonde Slytherin king smiling from the doorway, watching his next prey.

“Ginerva, you will be mine,” Silently as he watched the scene he crept back into the shadows and disappeared from sight.

***

Stupid Potter. Stupid Cat woman. Stupid me.

AN- THERE IS NOTHING I CAN SAY THAT WILL MAKE UP FOR THE LONG PERIOD OF TIME IN WHICH I DIDN'T WRITE. I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THIS CHAPTER, AND I WILL TRY TO WRITE MORE OFTEN. THAN YOU FOR EVERY ONE WHO DIDN'T GIVE UP ON THIS STORY AND KEPT NAGGING ME FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER.

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All Who Wander

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot. The characters are JK Rowling's and the song is Good Charlotte's. Happy reading!

Description: AU Ginny just wanted to play with the band and get her family back together. Can a simple tour in Europe make things worse then they already are? She wanders, but is she really lost?

Don’t think of me. Don’t judge me. Don’t label me. I am but an entity with in your consciousness that there is no title for.

I am but me, and that is all I know how to be.

*****

Ginny walked back to the Slytherin common room still humming the song footloose in her head. Since they came to this stupid school her and Ron hadn’t been able to spend much time together with all their stupid house rivalries.

“Ginerva,” A voice called out her name sounding more like a purr than anything else.

“Who is there?” Ginny asked in a bored tone. All their ghosts and talking animals were beginning to wear on her.

Out of the darkness stepped Amelia Nunchuck her hair shimmering in the poor torch light.

“Now now Amelia, I am very sure that I would be very entertained with whatever meaningless banter you would produce with that gaping hole of yours, however I am very tired and want to sleep,” Ginny started walking again but Amelia’s arm shot out and stopped her.

“I don’t know who you think you are Ginerva, but you are treading on dangerous territory here. Draco is mine and if you make any more moves on him , well then you will be how you Americans put it, ‘sleeping with the fishes’. Got it?” Ginny gave a curt nod of her head but anger was rolling off her in waves. As soon as Amelia put her arm down she was doomed.

Ginny slammed Amelia into the wall behind them and held the struggling girl up with one arm as she pounded the other one into her face.

“I don’t know who you think you are Nunchuck, but I don’t want any of your pathetic British boys. I would think by now you get the picture to not mess with me,” Ginny dropped her arms and Amelia crumpled to the floor. Walking away she heard the other girl’s half hearted sniffles and inwardly she smiled. Yes pounding on someone was always a good way to release anger.

*****

“Miss Weasley I assure you your deeds will not go unpunished. I understand that Miss Nunchuck started the confrontation, but that gives you no lee way to beat her to a bloody pulp,” Ginny sat behind Dumbledore’s desk listening to the speech she heard every time she got in trouble.

“Madame Pomfrey is doing her absolute best to fix Miss Nunchuck’s face and you are lucky it is fixable. Next time you might give someone permanent damage…”

Boo Hoo Ginny thought slowly going through the cords of the new song in her head.

“Miss Weasley!” Dubledore’s strict voice entered into her thoughts making her look up.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you. Could you repeat that?” Ginny gave her best smile which still fell short. Letting out a small sigh Dumbledore repeated what he said.

“I have heard from other Slytherins that you are not exactly transitioning well into your new environment. Therefore I am offering you an opportunity to get your own room to help ease the transition,” A sudden image popped into Ginny’s head of Ron spending the night to stop his frequent fights with Potty.

“Where do I sign up?” The eager girl asked with a small smile.

“You do not need to sign up or a separate room, they are awarded to special circumstances,” Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eye.

“Your new common room is just outside of this office behind the tapestry of the original village of Hogsmeade. Say the phrase “I need my peace,” and the tapestry will swing open. Then just look around the common room until you see a door with your name on it,” The older man watched with a small smile as the girl scrambled out of his office an to her new room. If only she knew the amazing destiny that was to await her.

*****

Ginny walked into the lavishly furnished, yet empty, common room. With a small shrug she sat on the couch and dazed at the fire. Next thing she knew she was standing next to the twins playing a song she never heard before.

“Hello Hogwarts! I’ve loved my stay here and as a way to say good bye we wanted to play you one of our brand new songs,” George set the microphone down and music started to play. Soon he began to sing into the microphone.

I need an alarm system in my house
So I know when people are
Creeping about
These people are
Freaking me out (these days)

It’s getting hectic everywhere that I go
They won’t leave me alone
There’s things they all wanna know
I'm paranoid of all the people I meet
Why are they talking to me?
And why can’t anyone see

I just wanna live
Don’t really care about the things that they say
Don’t really care about what happens to me
I just wanna live
Just wanna live

I rock a
Lawsuit when I’m going to court
A white suit when I’m gettin’ divorced
A black suit at the funeral home
And my birthday suit when I’m home alone
Talkin’ on the phone
Got an interview
With the rolling stone
They’re saying
“Now you’re rich and
Now you’re famous
And fake ass girls all know your names and
(Lifestyles) of the rich and famous
Your first hit are you ashamed?”
Of the life
Of the life we’re livin’

I just wanna live
Don’t really care about the things that they say
Don’t really care about what happens to me
I just wanna live

Stop your messin’ around boy
Better think of your future
Better make some good plans boy
Said everyone of my teachers

Lookout
You better play it safe
You never know what hard times will come your way
We say
Where we’re coming from
We’ve already seen
The wealth that this life can bring

Now we’re expected everywhere that we go
All the things that they say
Yeah we already know

I just wanna live
Don’t really care about the things that they say
Don’t really care about what happens to me
Just wanna live

I just wanna live
Just wanna live

I just wanna live
Just wanna live
Don’t really care about the things that they say
Just wanna live
Don’t really care about what happens to me

I just wanna live

“Now I think Skullie had something to say to a certain someone,” George passed the microphone to her and whispered a quick good luck.

“Well, this is a strange thing for me to say, but I think I’m in love, but I’m afraid of this feeling because I can’t control it. I want to know if this person feels the same way about me. If they do, will he please some to the stage?” The audience held their breath as she said this and suddenly parted as Draco Malfoy began walking towards the stage.

Ginny woke up on the floor of the common room not remembering anything of her dream.

*****

I can yet be saved. Not everything is in despair. My knight in shining armor shall rescue me from my blank, sunlit prison, but he can’t… not yet…

AN- PLEASE DON’T HATE ME!!!