A/N: Thank you to the two wonderful people who have beta-ed this piece for me: Amy and Jner. You guys don't want to know what this chapter would have looked like with out them!
Ginny skipped around the new Ford Anglia. She was so excited! This was her first big trip with the whole family. She wished her brothers would hurry up and finish getting ready. She wanted to leave! Ginny didn't really care about where they were going, or why they were going there, what Ginny really wanted was to see a Muggle. Her big brother Fred had told her all about Muggles and how to recognize them.
"It's easy to recognize a Muggle, Ginny. Not only do they not have magic but…they don't have any hair! Some wear wigs to cover up their baldness."
Ginny started to climb onto the back of the car. She had almost gotten to the top when she heard,
Her mum yelling for her.
"Ginny, dear…Ginny, your brothers won't be ready for another half hour."
She sighed and jumped off the car then started to skip toward to her mum who was waiting at the door.
Ginny was so mad! She hadn't seen a single Muggle! To make matters worse, Mum had told Charlie to watch her. She liked Charlie, but she wanted to go search for Muggles. Besides, no one was watching Ron and he was standing on his head about to fall over onto a big black box that pictures moving on it. Ginny seized her opportunity.
Ginny pointed at Ron, who was wobbling dangerously. As one, the whole Weasley clan ran over as one to stop Ron from crashing into the box. In all the confusion, Charlie dropped Ginny's hand, and she turned and ran, turning right and left through the maze of boxes until suddenly, she stopped. On the left was a very fat man with a small, extremely fat boy, and a tall thin woman. The man was bearing down on a small stuttering bald man. A bald man! A Muggle!
"This trash isn't worth half that, I'll give you three fifty."
The fat man screamed (and spit as he did so). While she did want to see the Muggle, the fat man was too scary to go near. She looked in the other direction. There was a small boy around her age leaning towards the wall and tilting his head in a funny way. Ginny skipped over to him and stopped. Why didn't he see her?
"Boo!" The boy almost fell over. "I scurred you!"
"Yes, you did." said the boy. That's odd, thought Ginny, my brothers never admit it when I scare them. The boy continued to talk, though.
"What's your name?"
"I-Ver..." Oh dear, she could never say her name right, could she? "I- Ginny."
"It's nice to meet you Ginny. My name is Harry."
That's funny, Ginny thought, his hair isn't red.
"No, not Hair, Harry."
Ginny didn't listen to him.
Then she giggled - she had an idea! Maybe he was a Muggle in disguise! She tugged his hair. It was real. As she let go of his hair something became visible…a scar in the shape of a lightening bolt. Ginny knew what this meant—Harry Potter. He had survived… something.
"Hair!" she said pointing at him, slowly backing away.
All of a sudden, she found herself five feet in the air.
"There you are Ginny; Mum's gone mad with worry!"
But she couldn't go now! She had just met HarryPotter. She couldn't quite remember who he was, but she knew he was important. Charlie couldn't drag her away!
"Come on Ginny, let's find Mum."
But she couldn't go now!
"But Chawie…. Hair."
Charlie started to walk away. Suddenly, the big fat, scary man from before stepped in front of Harry and started yelling.
"Where is my baby? What if one of those Muggles finds her and takes her. She'll be raised as a Muggle! Oh my poor Ginny! She will never find out who she really is!"
"Mum, I doubt that is going to happen."
"It happens all the time in the Muggle world! They wrote some book about it! It was called The Head on the Milk Bottle, I think…."
"Don't worry Mum, Ginny is fine. I found her talking to some Muggle kid in the corner."
"Ginny! My baby!" Mrs. Weasly said as she practically ripped Ginny out of Charlie's arms. "Are you alright? Did the Muggles hurt you?"
But that boy wasn't a Muggle!
"Oh Darling, it's alright. You don't have to tell me. I know! Why don't we all go out for ice cream?"
"Could I have a pepper-imp surprise?"
That was Ginny's favorite ice cream - ever! It was a lot like Muggle Peppermint ice cream but there were little bits of Pepper Imps hidden in the ice cream and if you weren't careful steam would be pouring out of your ears. It always made Ginny's pigtails go crazy!
"Whatever you want, dearie."
As the large family walked out of the store it seemed the black haired boy named Harry Potter was forgotten.