Adoring Her (oneshot - 4194 words) by bobbirose - Ginny and friends play a game that reveals whether or not you have a crush.
Ginny Weasley and the Headless Horseman (multichapter;complete -
23744 words) by Qurinas - The summer before fifth year, Ginny and Luna investigate a mysterious creature haunting an American witches camp.
i like to think that she is! i mean the books don’t state this explicitly, but there are a few instances where ginny is described as being small. right off the bat i can recall only these two: 1.) george’s “size is no guarantee of power” words when he was talking about ginny; 2.) when they were in department of mysteries in ootp, bellatrix referred to her as “the smallest one”
so yeah, i love to picture ginny being shorter than luna :’)
mmm i haven’t been here for a little bit but it’s a lovely day to think about luna lovegood and remember that her friends meant the world to her and she was pretty damn good at painting
Anonymous asked: Luna give the jersey back to Ginny occasionally for three day at a time and then takes it back and Ginny is curious so she asks Luna why she keeps giving it back just to take it again and Luna responds: I've got to keep it smelling like you! Then Ginny blushes and Luna giggles and kisses occur.
ok ok I love this so I wrote a thing I’m truly sorry 💞 @hpfemshipweeks i KNOW linny week is over and i’m sorry but…..
ginny as a little second-year—it’s just her third week into school and she’s already pulling late nights in the library trying to catch up by herself
because she’d ask the professors, but they look at her with this pity in their eyes she can’t stand
and the other kids…well, she may be young but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t know they’re all whispering about her behind her back
so she’s like, drowning in this transfiguration text but she’s GOING TO GET THROUGH IT AND WRITE THIS SODDING ESSAY if it’s the LAST THING SHE EVER DOES
and she’s just about to start banging her head against the table when someone plops down beside her and says ‘wow, you’ve got the worst case of wrackspurts i’ve ever seen’
ginny looks over warily to see a skinny blonde girl staring at her with enormous blue eyes. she looks familiar from her classes, she thinks, but most of last year is just so fuzzy (it’s only the parts of it she wishes she could forget that are, of course, horrifically clear)
‘not that i can see them,’ the girl continues, tucking her wand behind her ear. ‘they’re invisible, wrackspurts. but you look like you’ve got a bad case. i’m luna. want to hear a joke? happy thoughts make them go away.’
oh. luna. loony luna. now ginny remembers. the girl with the weird father and the even weirder stories about creatures that don’t exist. the girl whose presence is followed by almost as many whispers as ginny’s.
luna’s staring at her, clearly waiting for an answer. she doesn’t look particularly loony to ginny. in fact, she looks like the one of the first students to be nice to ginny in almost three weeks.
‘sure,’ ginny says, a timid smile spreading across her face.
luna tilts her head. ‘you might not need a joke anymore. i think you’ve got happy thoughts of your own now.’
ginny leans in and grins more deliberately, and a warmth unfurls in her chest at the smile luna offers in return. ‘tell me anyway.’
