Chapter 2
Ginny sat on the Hogwarts express thinking about her upcoming term. She was excited to see all of her friends again after the long summer holidays.
"Hey Gin Gin," said Jillian Brice. She was a skinny girl who only stood about 4' 11''. Long, curly, black hair went to her waist. However, her most startling feature, but by far the most beautiful, were her ice blue eyes. She also happened to be Ginny's best friend.
Ginny scowled, "I hate it when you call me Gin Gin."
Jillian laughed. "I know, that's why I do it." Ever since they were in their first year, when Ginny had been in potions class, and Snape had put them next to each other, they became instant friends.
"So how was your summer?" Jillian asked Ginny. "And how is that gorgeous brother of yours?"
Ginny rolled her eyes. First Luna, now Jillian, what they hell did every girl at Hogwarts see in him?
"What is it with every girl and my brother?" Ginny asked.
"Gin, I realize he is your brother, and to you he may not have sex appeal, but even you have to admit, you brother is really hot."
"Yeah, he's okay, I mean from the perspective of a girl, not his sister." Ginny smiled. She knew Jillian had been in love with Ron since she was 11 years old. Ron thought she was hot, and granted she was, but he was into the more slutty types of girls. He liked them fun and experienced.
Jillian fit one side of the profile, she was fun, but she was definitely not experienced. Ginny and Jillian had both planned to wait for someone they loved.
Jillian was staring at her hands, she was thinking along the same lines as Ginny.
Jillian smiled sadly at Ginny. "So, you never answered me, how is your brother?"
"Jillian,-"
"I know Gin, he doesn't even know I exists." Jillian said with tears in her eyes.
"Jilly Bean, I'm so sorry." Ginny hugged Jillian and looked up. How could she get her brother to notice her?
Jillian sat back and smiled. "Okay, let's talk about something happy. How about those erotic dreams your having about Draco Malfoy?"
Ginny blanched. That was another part of Jillian. She could sense feelings and in some cases, even tap into a person's subconcience. "How did you know?"
"I felt your dream last night. I was the creepiest feeling. I wanted Malfoy, then I realized it wasn't me in the dream, it was you. I sort of guessed it was your dream, and I tapped into it."
Ginny nodded. "Yeah, the best dream I had in a really long time." She sighed, how could she want Draco Malfoy? Then she suddenly grinned. "Have you ever stumbled into my brother's dreams?"
Jillian blushed. "Once, he was dreaming about Lavender Brown, sort of how you were dreaming of Malfoy.
"You were dreaming of Malfoy?" an angry voice from the door. Jillian and Ginny turned around and saw Ron at the door.
Ginny scowled, "Don't you knock?"
"Nice to see you too Ron," Jillian said with exasperation.
"Why in the bloody well would you be dreaming of Malfoy? Has be been bothering you Ginny?"
"No, Ron, nothing like that. I was just dreaming about beating him at Quiddich this year."
"Oh, okay," Ron eyed her suspiciously. Then he turned to Jillian, smiled and hugged her. "How is the Jilly Bean?"
Jillian could help but laugh. "Where in heaven's name did you two come up with that ridiculous nickname?"
"It fits," Ron defended. "Gin Gin, and Jilly Bean, the two best friends."
Jillian just smiled and looked up at Ron, which was a considerable height. With Ron being 6'2'', he stood more than a foot taller than her.
"Ron," came Hermione's voice from the door, "I need you for the prefect meeting. You can come back later after you have changed, I'm sure the girls can spare a few minutes without your company."
Hermione had been elected Head Girl this year. Harry was very proud of her, but he appreciated the private room she gets all to herself this year even more.
"So, who is our Head Boy, I was sure it was going to be Harry," Jillian asked.
Ron grumbled, "Draco bloody Malfoy was chosen as Head Boy, he is second in our class, almost tied with Hermione."
Jillian looked at Ron with a raised eyebrow. "Are you jealous?"
Ron scowled at her, "No, I just wanted someone other than Malfoy as out Head Boy. You'd think Dumbledore had more sense."
"I'm sure he has his reasons Ron," Ginny defended.
Jillian looked between brother and sister, and felt the war about to begin. Before another word was spoken, she added, "Dumbledore always was a little eccentric, but maybe Malfoy isn't so bad. I mean, wasn't his father arrested this summer?"
Ron looked gleeful, "Hey, I wish I could have seen his face when they dragged him off. If anyone is worse than Draco Malfoy, it is his father." He sighed and said, "Well, I better be off, don't want Hermione to have a cow."
As Ron left, Jillian and Ginny looked at each other and laughed. "Your brother is the funniest person I have ever met, well, besides from your other brothers, Fred and George."
Ginny smiled at Jillian and just nodded.
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When the train got into Hogwarts, Jillian, Ginny, Luna, and another sixth year girl got into a carriage and headed toward school. As they passed through the entrance hall, they sat down at the Gryffindor table and waited for the sorting to begin.
"Look at all the little first years," said Ginny. "They seem to get smaller and smaller every year."
"Yes well, at least your taller than the majority of them. Some of the people still think I am a first year when they see me in the halls," Jillian sighed dramatically.
"Yeah but when the guys see your chest they know that you are older then eleven," smirked Ginny. That had been a long standing joke between the best friends. Even though Jillian was only 4'11'', she was still spilling out of a C cup.
"Your the same size as I am," Jillian said indignantly.
"Yes, but I am 5 inches taller than you. I may be short, but you, my dear, are a midget," Ginny said with a smirk.
"Yes, your brother would have to squat to kiss me," Jillian joked. Then her smile faded when she thought about it
"Someday Jilly, I promise my brother will get his head out of his ass and see what is right in front of him."
Ginny silently wondered what she was going to do with her brother. She also had a fleeting look at the Slytherin table
and glanced at Malfoy. What the hell am I going to do about him? she thought to
herself.