So the Snake fell in love with the Lion
Those Twilight fans will probably recognise the title as I nicked it off Twilight.
I don't own Harry Potter or Twilight, JK Rowling and Stephanie Meyer do
Ginny Weasley tried not to show her nerves as she waved goodbye to her mum as the train pulled out of the station. Ron had already skulked off to find his best mate Dean Thomas and that Irish boy Seamus something. Percy was swaggering around lauding over the little kids like herself-the prat- and Fred and George had escaped to find Lee Jordan. So she'd been left all alone. Typical.
It was an hour in and she'd just started to resign herself to being along on her journey to Hogwarts for the first time when the carriage door slid open and two of the people thought she'd be least likely to see stepped in. The taller one had slicked back blonde hair, sharp features and grey eyes. She instantly recognised him as Draco Malfoy, not even factoring in all Ron's moaning over the summer about him. The second,. Smaller boy had an air of authority around him, despite the fact that he was only just taller than Ginny and thin as a stick. He has messy back hair, pale skin and emerald green eyes.
On his forehead was a very famous lightning bolt scar.
It was all Ginny could do to stop her mouth falling open in surprise as Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter stepped into her carriage and took a seat opposite her.
'Harry Potter,' said Harry with an easy smile,' holding out a hand. Ginny's eyes flicked to the Slytherin crest of his robes and a little voice that sounded like Ron's in her head whispered traitor.
She took the hand.
'Ginny Weasley,' she replied and she saw Malfoy's lips curl slightly but he stayed silent.
Harry just smiled brilliantly at her.
'It's nicer to meet you Gin. I hope you don't mind if we sit here.' Ginny shook her head. 'Excellent. Since you were all alone we decided to come and see how you were. I had a feeling you weren't an idiotic Gryffindor like your brother.'
'I am going to be a Gryffindor' exclaimed Ginny angrily. She was going to be a Gryffindor just like all her brothers!
'But what Gryffindor shakes a Slytherin's hand?' asked Harry silkily. 'You, my dear, would do well in Slytherin.'
'I—' stuttered Ginny in surprise. She wasn't going to be a Slytherin, was she?
'It must be hard, being the youngest,' added Malfoy. 'Haven't you ever wanted to outstrip your brothers, to prove that you're not just some little girl?' Cautiously Ginny nodded, her father's words of being cautious around Malfoys deeply ingrained. 'Well there you have it then.'
'Slytherin isn't a house of Dark Wizards and witches Gin,' said Harry softly, persuasively. 'It's a house of ambition.'
'But what about…?'
'The Dark lord?' finished Malfoy. 'Not all the Slytherin's are Dark and not all the Gryffindors are Light.'
'Are we what you expected? What you'd heard from your brothers?' asked Harry gently and Ginny didn't know why they were making such an effort with her. Was this some form of revenge against Ron?
'No,' she conceded reluctantly. 'You don't seem evil…'
Harry laughed.
'I'm twelve Gin. I'm much too young to be evil.'
Ginny blinked.
Harry glanced out the compartment door, then back at Ginny.
'Think about what we've said Gin, follow your heart and mind, not the expectations of your family. You can be great. You just have to want it.'
With that he stood and left, Malfoy following obediently after him.
Ginny stared after them. What was that all about?
She was broken out of her musings as the compartment door opened and a dazed looking blonde girl with radishes hanging from her ears waltzed in and took the recently vacated seats.
'I'm Luna by the way. Lovegood,' the girl announced.
'Ginny Weasley,' she replied.
Luna smiled and Ginny smiled back.
Maybe this wouldn't be so hard after all.
