The Flying Car Adventure
Hermione: You know, I think this car was as determined to be free as Ron.
Fern: Yeah, I think so too. I remember when dad… sorry. Sometimes even I forget I’m not Ginny.
Hermione: Well maybe you’re not forgetting, maybe you’re remembering because that’s who you should be. I mean when I look at you I think Ginny too. And having a Ginny around should make Ron happy. I was an only child, but Ron is one of seven and you, well Ginny, she’s his only sister. As much as he complains about his brothers and being the youngest boy, I know he loves
them. Being alone in that box was weird for him. Playing with all those boys was like reclaiming that feeling of being with his brothers.
Fern: I wish I really was Ginny. It’s weird, but I feel more and more like her everyday.
Hermione: Well, maybe you are meant to be Ginny, not all of us fit the label the toy company puts on us.
Fern: You know, I think it’s pretty cool Hermione and Ginny become pretty good friends in the book. I guess they had to around all those naugty boys.
Hermione: You think that will happen with us?
Fern: I hope so.
Hermione: Might be nice, I mean I love Ron and Harry, but there are just some things.
Fern: Boys don’t understand.
(The girls giggled as they finished the trip home)
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