Ginny has seen many men who wanted to help her but in return, they wanted something from her—— there was no such thing as a 'free meal' that was what she has learned a lot earlier in her life, this was the only teaching that her mother properly taught her. However, as she looked at Akris, his eyes were devoid of any sort of lust that she usually saw in the eyes of men. They always stood in front of her like they were her Prince Charming but Ginny had seen men like them all her life, with her face alone, she has seen many men falling over her feet … scheming behind her back to play the hero by saving from the thugs they have hired or men who would boast about how much wealth they had in their treasury.
But Ginny knew that they only saw her face and body, never once did they see the little girl hiding behind the baggy clothes. They couldn't see the real her who wore rags over her body to make her charm as a siren dwindle hoping that people like them wouldn't notice her.
