Chapter 1
"Shut up, shut up Molly, who the hell do you think you are!" Arthur Weasley screamed
Contrary to popular belief, the Weasley family was not the perfect family it appeared to be. In fact it practically wasn't a family at all. There was no love, only cold embers of hatred… especially for the youngest one… Ginny.
Ginevra Weasley, the unnatural, once possessed one. The black sheep, whose hair and eyes separated her from the rest of her family. As soon as the chamber of secrets ordeal was over, everyone turned against her, her mother, her father, her brothers, Harry, and Hermione, leaving Ginny in the background, in the dark,. In a shadowed place of the world where no one could reach her.
Ginny was an unusual beauty, with rich auburn hair, deep, piercing, emerald eyes, creamy peach skin, but no emotion to speak of. And there she sat as her father yelled at her mother, with no reaction to the situation at least not anymore.
Flashback
"Molly, get the fuck out here. Where the hell are you woman?" Arthur screamed
Molly rushed out, "I'm right here,"
"What were you doing that took you so long to get out here?" Arthur hollered
"I just came from the bedroom on the top floor of the house," Molly responded exasperatedly
"Bitch, don't you sass me," Arthur retorted
Ginny came out from the house hearing yelling, "Daddy, your back!",she said happily
"Shut up and go finish your chores. Did I tell you to come out here?" Molly said coldly
"But…I just wanted to greet daddy and—"Ginny started
" I don't give a damn what you were trying to do. Just get your lazy ass back in the house!" Molly exclaimed
Ginny turned to look at her father, but he just sent her a cold glare of disgust and said, "You heard what she said, get your ass back in the house!"
"But---" Smack "Did you hear me bitch." Molly said
Ginny turned and ran before they saw her cry.
End Flashback
And that was the last time she ever entered one of their arguments or greeted her father or cried.
A knock came to her door, "Ginny get up," Harry said, "or we'll leave you behind."
Quietly Ginny stood already dressed for the ride to the train station for another year at Hogwarts, wearing a black long sleeve turtle neck style shirt with a Victorian collar and sheer sleeves, skinny jeans and over those she had black knee high riding style boots. On her hands were many silver rings, and black finger nail polish. On her face, Ginny wore black eyeliner and deep red lipstick, with a shiny gloss over coat. Her hair was curled into spirals and then combed out so it waved gently.
Ginny climbed down the Burrow's rickety stairs, until she reached the landing where she finally realized she was alone. They left her. Alone. Like they always had for the past four years after Tom Riddle. Yes, Ginny was in her sixth year but what her family didn't know was that she was skipped ahead a year, and at that she was placed in all advanced classes.
Accepting that they had left her, she went over to the fire place and flooed to Hogwarts, like she always had.
On the train
Draco Malfoy stopped at the Golden Trio's door to torment them as usual. "Hey Pothead, how's your mother, oh, wait, you don't have one!"
Harry stood up, "Don't ever open your mouth to talk about my mother again."
"Oh, Potter, when will you ever get better come backs," Draco sighed and shook his head, turning to leave he looked over his shoulder and said, "Weasel, Mudblood."
As he left, Draco realized for the fourth time in some years that the littlest Weasley was not there, 'How strange…whatever, parents probably couldn't afford to pay for her school fees, the poor ass blood traitors.' He thought
As the Hogwarts students filed into the Great Hall, Ginny from the dark shadows of the corridor blended in with the rest of the students. She made her way to her usual spot at the Gryffindor table—the very end away from the aimless chattering of the live-in imbeciles also known as students.
As per usual Ginny barely got a glance as the table quickly filled up with laughing children, she sighed and said under her breath, "Welcome to another year of Hogwarts Ginny."
As Dumbledore called for the attention of the school to hear his usual speech, Ginny focused her attention on the less depressing thoughts of Dumbledore and his contagious happiness, as he caught Ginny staring at him Dumbledore smiled a tiny smile in her direction. Gasping at the show of friendliness, Ginny let a miniscule, slightly shaky smile show; she hadn't smiled in years.
Turning Dumbledore started his speech, "Welcome, newcomers, oldcomers, and really old comers, to a new year at Hogwarts. There are a few announcements that I would like to make. First I would, like to congratulate young Mr. Malfoy on earning the Head Boy position…"
"WHAT!" yelled an enraged Hermione, "I am going to have to work with that prat for a bloody entire year!"
"Actually, no, Ms. Granger, you will not b-" said Dumbledore as he was interrupted
"But, you said if I remember correctly that Malfoy was Head Boy?" Hermione said looking at Dumbledore as if he had 5 heads (or lost his mind)
"Yes, I did say that, but I never said that you were Head Girl." Dumbledore stated as a matter of fact, "If you were Head Girl you would have received your badge before the year started."
The Slytherin table erupted in laughter, as the rest of the school sat quietly thinking 'If Hermione didn't get it who did'
"— "there was silence as Hermione sat there dumbfounded
"On that note I would like to congratulate Ms. Weasley for earning the position of Head Girl." Dumbledore exclaimed brightly
"Ginny is not even a seventh year, and it clearly stated in Chapter 12 page 378 of Hogwarts a History that you needed to be a seventh year in order to…" Hermione started in her smarter-than thou tone
"Yes, yes Ms.Granger I know what the book says. If you would let me finish Ms. Granger, I would also like to congratulate Ms. Weasley on advancing to the seventh year and also to all Advanced Magic courses this year due to her outstanding O.W.L. scores, which were the highest in Hogwarts history."
As the entire school watched, Hermione got up from her seat and stalked over to the indifferent Ginevra Weasley, as she let her hand come down to slap Ginny, her hand was suddenly grabbed by the supposed victim of this incident. Ginny stood up, in an icy tone she said 3 words that felt like ice dripped off of them, "Don't touch me."
Hermione scared and angry retorted, "I don't know why they chose you, you poor excuse for a witch, but whatever the reason you will regret it this year. Expect the rest of your year to be a living breathing HELL!" She hissed
"I'm anticipating the enjoyment, I truly am, but if you ever try and lift your hand against me, ever again in your wasted pathetic life, please note that proper punishment will be dually given. But if you insist on the current slap you were about to deal me please, do make my day and continue. Give me a reason to harm you in ways not yet thought by man. Believe me the ideas are just floating in my head waiting to be used!" Ginny scathingly replied. Then as if nothing happened she turned and sat back in her seat, returning to her food.
Hermione, properly chastised, turned around and stalked down the aisle, as she walked past, Harry and Ron stood up to quell her anger and left the Great Hall with her, as they left they glared angrily at Ginny who paid them no mind. As the doors to the room slammed shut, the Hall erupted into gossip.
Across the Hall a certain Draco Malfoy analyzed the situation carefully with his best friend Blaise Zabini.
"Wow look at the mini weasel, she looks different this year. Did you see how the Dream team glared at her how pathetic and she didn't even flinch. I wonder what happened for them to dislike her. Come to think of it I haven't seen them talk to her civilly in 5 years…………."
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