Who: Ginny Potter, Lily Potter nee. Evans, Draco Malfoy What: Research for Sam When: Evening Where: Kitchen Rating: TBD Status: Incomplete
Between helping Sam out, and the obvious attacks from Voldemort, Ginny was on edge. Reading what Albus had to say had nearly broke her heart. She didn't want him to think they weren't doing anything about it. They weren't just going to stand by, there was no way. They wouldn't do that. Most of the residents of the Weir had been through hell and back with Voldemort, and the only ones who didn't, Ginny didn't want them exposed to it.
But she hadn't forgot about Sam's ask for help either. Currently she found herself in the kitchen of the Weir, bent over a table with a pile of books. It was an odd sight, Ginny wasn't usually one to be seen over a pile of books. This was more of a Hermione thing. Research wasn't her big thing, but she needed to keep her mind busy. This was a way to do it.
She was trying to find a way to adjust the magic on a portkey, to get to a different dimension. In theory, it should work. It could work, they just needed to find out how. This was why she didn't dip into Dark Magic. It was nothing but a head ache, and while she had her hair share of dealing with it, it never got easier. Sighing, she ran her hands through her hair, and turned the page of the book, eyes beginning to scan the next page.