((Disclaimer: This fic is rated R, so it is meant for people 17. JK Rowling created the characters unless I mention that I have created a certain one. And yes, I had written the first two chapters of this story, but didn't like where it was going. So, enjoy The Slytherin Weasley version two. Please read and review. And to my two previous reviewers, hope you like the change. Ginny's more IC this time.))
"Ginny, dear. Your room is a mess. I want it clean before we head for the train station." Mrs. Weasley called.
"Yes, mum." Ginny answered. She wasn't allowed to use magic so she had to clean her room by hand. She finished just in time, and with an aching back, she headed out to their Ford and loaded her luggage in.
"Harry and Hermione want you to sit with us on the train." Ron told Ginny as they climbed into the back seat of the car. Ginny nodded. It was her sixth year, and Hermione, Ron and Harry's seventh year. Her body had finished developing over the summer, and she hoped Harry would be impressed. Realizing what she was thinking about, Ginny giggled out loud. Ron raised a quizzical eyebrow at his sister, but said nothing. Ginny crossed her legs and relaxed. It would be a long ride until they got to the train station.
After what seemed like hours, they arrived. They unloaded their luggage, and with a few hugs and farewells, Ron and Ginny headed through the barrier in between 9 and 10, and entered the Hogwarts Express.
"I'm going to change into my robes." Ron told Ginny, heading off. Still in her Muggle clothing, Ginny found Hermione and Harry in their usual compartment.
"Ginny!" Hermione cried. Ginny didn't get a greeting from Harry. He was too busy gaping at her. Ginny's light skin was plentiful, as she wore a tight white halter-top that revealed her back, and barely made it to where her skirt met the shirt. Her miniskirt was blue denim, and made it barely a quarter of the way up her long legs. Her slender body also had curves in all the right places, and Harry wouldn't help but think she had become an attractive woman.
"Honestly, Harry. You're mouth is open like a goldfish." Hermione said gently, waving a hand in his face. Harry was brought back to reality, and offered a sheepish grin. His gaze met with Ginny's before he looked away; embarrassed. Ginny wouldn't help but smile. She was sure that was a good sign.
Just then, Ron returned in his robes. Ginny rose, to switch into her school robes just as Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle walked by. Ginny ran right into Malfoy.
"Whoa." he said softly, grabbing her waist to support her as she teetered.
"Don't touch my sister, Malfoy." Ron snarled, rising.
"I'm no-" Malfoy began, but as Ginny backed away from him, he realized it was indeed a Weasley. He should have known from the red hair. Completely caught off his guard, he was above to throw an insult at Ginny but found he could not. Instead, his eyes narrowed at Ron, and with a backward glance at Ginny, he left.
"...was that weird to anyone?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah. Malfoy seemed lost, or something." Harry commented. All three turned to Ginny to find her looking slightly dazed. They all wondered what she was thinking, but none had a clue what was going through her mind. Ginny Weasley almost collapsed into a dead faint, for she had just noticed Malfoy's blonde hair and bright blue eyes were quite cute.
"I'm going to go change..." Ginny said breathlessly. Still somewhat dazed, she headed out of the compartment. Harry, Hermione and Ron were silent. When Ginny returned, Harry was slightly disappointed that she was wearing baggy robes that completely concealed her figure on the front and back. He shoved over on the seat to let Ginny sit by him for Ron had taken her original place by Hermione.
It wasn't long until both Hermione and Ginny had fallen asleep. Ginny's head rested gently on Harry's shoulder, while Hermione's had fallen onto Ron's knee.
"Do you think it'd be awkward if a guy liked a girl that was his friend?" Ron asked suddenly.
"I dunno. What do you mean?" Harry asked.
"What if a guy was a friend to this one girl for about six years and then started liking her on the seventh in that kind of way?" Ron asked. Harry suddenly clued in.
"You like Hermione?" he asked in disbelief.
"Keep it down!" Ron hissed. After a moment, he nodded. Harry was about to tell Ron he thought he was falling for somebody too, but then remembered it was Ginny, and wasn't sure if Ron would be pleased to hear that it was his sister. Especially since Ginny's head was now on Harry's shoulder. Then Harry realized he hadn't given Ron an answer.
"Yeah. It's okay. I think you should tell her how you feel." Harry advised, meanwhile wondering why he gave out this advice when he knew he couldn't just walk up to Ginny and confess. Ron nodded again, and they were silent for the rest of the trip.
As the Hogwarts Express rolled in front of the castle, Ginny woke up. She was startled to find she was leaning against Harry and quickly stood up, a light blush creeping across her face. Hermione yawned and stretched.
"Wow. I can't believe I fell asleep!" Hermione said amazed. Ginny just grinned; she had fallen asleep on the train the year before, too. They rushed out of the train eager to get into the Great Hall.
Sitting down at the Gryffindor table, Ginny spotted Luna, her friend, sitting at the Ravenclaw table. She smiled and waved, and then turned her attention to the Sorting Ceremony. Ginny greeted the new Gryffindors like the rest, and then headed up to the dorm with Hermione.
"I'm going for an early bed." Hermione said, yawning. "I'm exhausted today!" Then she headed up to the girls room. Now alone, and a trifle bored, Ginny headed back into the hall. After wandering a bit, she had to go to the loo. Heading up a staircase to her destination, she turned a corner and ran into Malfoy again. Just her luck. Again, she felt his warmth as she collided into him. He stepped aside, and looked directly at her.
"Watch it, Weasley." he said with his usual taunting tones. Crabbe and Goyle chuckled, but Ginny noticed a gleam in his eye as he covered a smile. What was this? A possibly changed Draco? Ginny thought. But then again, he had been rude to Ron. Maybe she was hallucinating the slight kindness.
"Sorry." She mumbled to Draco, and headed to the washroom. Moments later, she headed back to the Fat Lady's portrait, and muttered the password that Hermione, a seventh year Prefect, had told her. Ginny also knew that while Harry was Head Boy, Hermione was a Prefect, Ron had not been awarded anything.
Smiling to herself, she slipped under the covers in the bunk beside Hermione, glad the Prefects did not get their dorm. Hermione was a very close friend, and Ginny reminded herself to confess her confusing feeling to Hermione the next morning. Maybe she would know something about what Ginny was going through. With that in mind, Ginny fell asleep.
