A/N If you don't like the idea of the Weasley being mean and cruel do not read.

I sighed as I looked out the window of my compartment on the Hogwarts Express. I was on my way towards my Fifth year. I looked around the compartment at the other students. Hermione sat to my right looking something up in a book that she held in her lap as she tried to tie her wild hair into a pony tail, she didn't seem to be winning that battle. Across from sat the most famous boy at Hogwarts, Harry Potter, The-Boy-Who-Lived. His brown hair was sweeping into his eye making him look like a child if you asked me, but no one ever asks what I think about anything anyway. Beside Harry sat my idiot brother, Ron. They both seemed to be engaged in a fierce Quidditch argument On Harry's other side sat my twin sister.

Though if you didn't know us you wouldn't even know we were twins. Where I had light blonde hair, she had fiery red locks. Where my eyes were blue with a ring of violet, her's were hues of brown and gold. Where her face was sprinkled with freckles, there wasn't a blemish on mine. Why everyone thought Ginevra was so perfect is beyond me. Maybe it's because she worships the ground Harry walks on. Maybe it's because she looks so innocent. Or, and most likely, it's because she, along with all of my family, is in Gryffindor. What does that have to do with it you ask? It's simple really, because I'm not in Gryffindor. I'm in Slytherin.

I stood up and made my way towards the door when Ron's hand shot up and grabbed me. "Where do you think you're going, Katerina?" He looked up at me questioningly.

I tore my arm out of his grip and looked at him, glaring. "In case you didn't notice while you and my dear sister were fawning all over the infamous Harry Potter," I bite out venomously, "We are almost at Hogwarts. Now if you'll excuse me. I must go change into my robes. I will see you later."

I slammed the door and made my way to the girl's lavatory, muttering a string of curses under my breath. Just as I was about to open the door, an arm snaked around my waist and pulled me into a compartment, shutting the door once I was pulled inside.

"What the bloody hell do you-" I stopped short as I noticed the compartment was decorated in assortments of greens and silver. I spun around and glared at the man before me. Recognizing his platinum blonde hair and stormy grey eyes. "Malfoy."