So here it is! The re-writing of my previous story "Stupid Slytherin Laws". I know it's been three years, but a lot has happened since then and I am finally free enough that I can commit to finishing a story. I pinky promise it. So, without further rambling, here is the first chapter of my new(ish) story: The Stupid Slytherin Laws.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

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The Weasley family was not going to be happy at all that their youngest and only daughter, Ginevra Weasley, was placed into Slytherin upon her arrival at Hogwarts. They were going to be even more unhappy when they heard that she now fell under a completely different set of laws called The Slytherin Laws.

The Slytherin Laws, sometime abbreviated as S.L., are a highly magical set of laws set to hold Slytherins at a higher standard. They cannot be broken and they are known to highly favor men. The Slytherin Laws are such:

Slytherins must and can only marry other Slytherins

Every Slytherin woman is subjected to the authority of every Slytherin male, no matter the age

Every Slytherin woman must treat every Slytherin male with complete and utter respect

Anywhere in which a Slytherin woman is in the presence of a Slytherin male, she must only speak unless spoken to

Every Slytherin woman must be betrothed by the end of her first year at Hogwarts

Once betrothed to said Slytherin male, the Slytherin woman is subjected to the authority of said Slytherin male completely, while still remaining respectful to the authority of all other Slytherin males.

A Slytherin male may punish a Slytherin woman for disobeying his authority

If said Slytherin woman is betrothed, the Slytherin male must have permission by the Slytherin male she is betrothed to in order to punish her

If the Slytherin male she is betrothed to does not grant the other Slytherin male permission to punish his property, than he must punish said property himself

A Slytherin male's job is to protect and provide for any and all Slytherin women

Once betrothed, the Slytherin male becomes the sole protector and provider of his Slytherin woman

However, it is the responsibility of all Slytherin males to protect and provide for a Slytherin woman if she is not betrothed or if her Slytherin male is not around to do so

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GPOV:

When I was first sorted into Slytherin, I didn't think that it would be too bad. However, I was just now introduced to the new set of laws that will govern me for the rest of life, The Slytherin Laws. More like the Stupid Slytherin Laws if you ask me. Unfortunately for me, someone did ask me. Also unfortunately for me, that said someone was a male. Triple unfortunately for me, I told said male that I thought those laws were stupid and that there was no way in bloody hell that I would be treated like property.

I swear, I was over said male's lap in less than a second. SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, over and over again. After thirty, I had lost count. I was sobbing uncontrollably, screaming how sorry I was and that I would never do it again. Said male just responded telling me that he would make sure that I would never forget my place as a Slytherin woman.

After what seemed like forever, the spanking was over with. I laid there over my spankers lap crying and repeatedly apologizing and promising that I would never forget my place as a Slytherin woman. My spanker, who had rather big hands, rubbed calming circles on my lower back until I started to calm down a bit.

After I manage to calm down and all that was coming out were silent tears, my spanker lifted me up, setting my blistered butt down on his lap. It was the first time I got a good look at him. He had bad, crooked teeth, but besides that, he was sort of beautiful. . . Wait, did I just really think that?

He gently took my face into his huge hands and as I went to apologize for the crimes that I had committed, he put a finger to my lips and simply said, "Not another word. All is forgiven."

He then pulled me into his arms and let me cry even more. I felt odd. I felt cared for. I felt protected. I felt forgiven.

I also felt like my ass was on fire, but that's a different story.

When I was done crying, he gently picked me up and stood me up in front of him.

"My name is Marcus Flint, and I'm the head boy of Slytherin. It's a shame that I had to meet you like this for the first time, Ginevra, but I will not tolerate disrespect or disobedience of any kind," he then raised his voice so everyone in the common room could hear him, "Let this be an example to every new first year female. I do not play games," he said.

He then pushed me gently back so that he had room to stand up.

"I want every female who is not betrothed to go to bed now. Males who let their women stay up for a while, keep in mind that all females are to be in bed by ten so that they may get their much needed rest. Lights out for males is midnight," he then looked out at all the first year females, "Let's get going then. Go to bed, the lot of you."

As I went to move past him, keeping my head and eyes down, he grabbed my arm and said, "Everyone besides you. I have something that I wish to discuss with you. Come with me," he said as he led me to his personal head boy room.

As we stepped into his room, he led me to his couch and gently pushed me down onto it.

"Ginevra, even though Slytherin males do not have a certain time in which they need to be betrothed by, it is my last year here at Hogwarts and I feel it is time for me to take a Slytherin woman to be my own," Marcus said.

I started to cry once again.

He sat down beside me and asked, "What's wrong, my Ginevra?"

"I'm so sorry, but I don't think I can do this. No, I know I can't do this. I can't. I wasn't raised like this. My parents are already going to hate me enough when they find out that I have been sorted into Slytherin. What do you think they'll say when they find out that in that very same day, I became betrothed as well? They'll hate me for sure," I said through my tears.

Marcus went to pull into a hug but I pushed him off and stood up.

"I won't do this, Marcus. I'm sorry, but I cannot marry you," I said as I went to walk out the door.

He grabbed me by my arm and spun me around, "You have no say in this, Ginevra. Do not make me put you over my knee again."

I shook his arm off of mine, "I have a say in this! I have a say in everything in my life because, news flash, this is my life, not yours! There must be some mistake. I do not belong in Slytherin and I most certainly do not belong to you."

I had the door opened only for a second before he slammed it shut, cornering me into the door.

He closed his eyes, taking deep breaths as to calm himself down.

I started to cry again from fear.

"Ginevra," he said slowly, "I suggest that you go sit your already blistered bottom on that couch before I blister it even more. Do I make myself clear?"

I nodded my head in fear.

"You will answer me verbally when I ask you a question," He said.

"Yes."

"Yes, what, Ginevra?" he asked.

I gulped, "Yes, sir?" I said uncertainly.

"Good girl. Now go do what you were told," he said.

"Yes, sir," I responded as I walked back to the couch and sat down.

I winced at the contact. Damn, he sure did a number on my ass.

He let out a deep breath and began to pace in front of me.

"Ginevra," he began, breaking the silence, "I need you to understand that there are far worse people to be betrothed to. You are very lucky that I have made my claim on you so fast. I am not the most patient man in the world, but I am fair," he sat down next to me, "and I promise you that I will always protect you and provide for you."

"But-" I started to say before he interrupted me.

"Ginevra, be quiet until I tell you that you can talk. Do you understand?" he said.

I let out a loud, dramatic sigh and rolled my eyes, "Yes, sir," I said.

"Watch yourself, Ginevra. I will tolerate you disrespecting me again. This is your last warning. Do you understand?" he asked.

I took a breath to calm myself, "Yes, sir," I said, defeated.

"Thank you, my Ginevra," he said, "now, I only have a few rules that I wish to discuss with you. My rules are simple and I ask that you remain silent as I tell them to you. After I finish, I will let you know when you are free to ask me questions about them, though I remind you to word your questions respectfully. Do you understand, Ginevra?"

"Yes, sir," I replied.

"Good girl," he started, "Now, first of all, I require you to refer to me as 'my lord' from here on out. It's respectful but yet personal and intimate. Secondly, I want you in bed at nine. Thirdly, I want you to meet me in the common room every morning at seven-thirty so that I may walk with you to breakfast. I will, however, let you get up at the time that you feel like you need to so that you can be ready at seven-thirty. Be mindful though, I will punish you if you are late without a real reason. Do not abuse this freedom that I have given you. Fourthly, I will walk you to every class and if I cannot make it, I will send another Slytherin male to accompany you. Do not leave your class until I or the Slytherin male I have appointed is there. Rule number five, I will walk you to dinner and then walk back straight after dinner so that you may study. Rule number six, you are not to do anything without asking me first. On top of all my personal rules, which are subject to change at any time, you are to remain respectful and submissive at all times. Also, unless it is just you and I together, you are not to speak unless spoken to. Do you understand all of these rules, my Ginevra?" he asked.

I was completely stunned. I could not believe that to follow all of those rules. And what the hell is up with him wanting me to call him "my lord". Oh dear God, I think I'm going to be sick. I didn't even have time to get up and run to the bathroom. Before I knew it, I was on the ground on all four, vomiting.

"My Ginevra," he said as he dropped down next to me, held my hair back, and rubbed my back as I emptied my stomach of my dinner.

"My Ginevra," he repeated, "What is wrong? Do I need to take you to the infirmary?"

By the time I was done throwing up, I was mentally and physically exhausted. I didn't have any energy left to fight him.

"I'm sorry, my lord," I said with a shakey voice as I started to cry, "I'm just very overwhelmed. I mean, I'm only eleven. It's a lot to take in," I replied respectfully. I just wanted out of here. I don't think I can take anymore of this.

"My Ginevra, I'm so sorry. I did not think that this might be too much for you," Marcus said rubbing circles on my back, "I understand you're only eleven, but this is just the way it is. I had to make my claim as quickly as possible."

I let out a sob.

"Shhh, shhh, Ginevra," he said picking me up and placing me onto his lap, continuing to rub gentle circles on my back.

I wanted to push myself off of him. I wanted to tell him off. I just wanted to be by myself.

When I cried my eyes dry, I began to speak. "Please, my lord, I'm alright. I promise," I said.

"I think I need to take you to the infirmary," he said.

"No!" I yelled without thinking, "I mean, no, please, my lord. I'm fine. I'm just really tired and overwhelmed. Please, can't I just go to bed?" I asked.

Marcus was silent for a minute. "Alright," he said, breaking his silence, "but, I want you to go straight to bed and get a good night's rest. Also, remember that I want you down in the common room at seven-thirty in the morning. Do you understand?"

I breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes, my lord, I understand."

"Alright, my Ginevra. You may go to bed now," Marcus said.

"Thank you, my lord," I responded.

I got up as quickly as I possibly could and ran to the bathrooms to get ready for bed.

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As I laid in bed that night, I thought of the events of today. I received a spanking in front of the whole Slytherin house from Marcus, who I am now betrothed to, who I now have to listen to completely, and who I would spend the rest of my life with. It had been so emotional and overwhelming. . . And I hadn't even told my parents yet!

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