Hullo, I'm Ginevra Weasley. I go by Ginny, though. Just Ginny. Ummm, I'm twenty-one. I love Quidditch. It's not really a profession anymore. People still play it, though. Secretly. It's the greatest thing ever invented. It's my passion. I was seeker for a few games in my fourth year and I was a chaser for my fifth year. I'd totally do it for a living if I was able to. I'm an Order Member. If you don't know what that is...well, forget it. It's better if you don't know. My mother and father were murdered. As were tons of others during the Final War. Even the love of my life Boy-Who-Lived is dead. I graduated (unceremoniously, of course) from Hogwarts in 1996. I'm a mediwitch at St. Mungo's. It's a crazy job, but someone's got to do it. When I'm free I do some waitressing at this muggle place in London (Order gig). If only they knew I was using magic to close up at night. We're living in a pretty unsafe time. Sadly, enough. Sure, Harry destroyed Lord Voldemort, but you know how it is with evil people. They never seem to be in sort supply. I used to be a very upbeat and out-going person, but lately I've felt...different. I don't want people to see me. I actually enjoy being by myself. It upsets me sometimes, but I can't help it. I'm depressed. I'm still as short tempered and argumentative as I always was, though. Which sucks for some people, but that's their problem. I'm currently living in London in a nice little flat near (one of) my best friend, Hermione. Well, that's me.