Living a secret life
Disclaimer: Only the plot's mine.
Summary: There's a new girl in Hogwarts, and no one really knows anything about her. At the same time Ginny Weasley is over-worked and sometimes simply not found by anyone. Will be GW/DM. Have fun!
"Hey mate, any ideas where Ginny is?"
"Nope," answered Ron, glancing briefly around. "Most likely she's moping around somewhere, complaining about life not being fair or anything."
Ginny had been rather quiet during the train ride, and Ron had dismissed it as a puberty thing. Now the Hogwarts students were sitting at their long house tables, waiting for the new first-years to be sorted, and Ginny was nowhere in sight.
"Maybe I should go and look for her?" suggested Hermione. She and Ginny had grown close during the last years. Hermione as well as Ginny had always longed for a sister, because as nice as Harry, Ron or the other Weasley boys where, there were some things in a girl's life they couldn't talk about with them.
After the first-years were sorted, Albus Dumbledore arose. "Good evening students. Before I'll let you enjoy the annual feast, there is one student left to be sorted. Her name is Anastasia Worenski, a Russian girl who has been transferred to our school, because her parents moved to England. From now on she'll be attending the fifth grade. Please welcome her in our midst and help her wherever you can, because she's not fluent in our language."
A girl stepped up to the stool and sat on it. She looked rather ordinary and boring. Professor McGonagall placed the hat on her head and after a few seconds it cried: "SLYTHERIN!" The Slytherins clapped politely and Anastasia made her way to the Slytherin table.
"Stop staring Hermione, it's rude," grinned Harry and nudged Hermione. "She's not really that interesting."
"Yeah, but there's something…" answered Hermione and studied the foreign girl. She couldn't place her finger on it, but there was definitely something.
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Later in the evening the golden trio sat in the common room, arguing about Ginny. They hadn't seen her all day since the train ride, and by now even Ron got nervous. Because as much as Ginny annoyed him from time to time, she was still his only younger sister.
"If she's not here by ten I'm going to tell McGonagall about it," announced Ron. "She can't just disappear, doesn't she realise that we're worrying about her?"
"About whom?"
Ron turned around and found his sister standing behind him. "How long are you standing there? And where have you been?" demanded the boy angrily, turning into the overprotecting brother he sometimes was.
"Where I've been is my own business Ronald," exclaimed Ginny, obviously put out. "But if you must know, I haven't felt well so I decided not to attend the feast. Then I grew hungry, so I went into the kitchen and got some snacks there. I kinda lost track of time, and now I'm back here." With a flick of her wand a fourth chair appeared.
"Still. You could have told someone!" Surprisingly enough it wasn't Ron who said it, but Harry.
Ginny sighed. "I'm no longer a little girl, you should have realised that by now. I can look out for myself."
Hermione decided that changing the subject would be a wise thing to do to keep the common room from two Weasleys loosing their temper. "So, did you see this Russian girl?"
Ginny's head jerked up and she studied Hermione intensely. "What Russian girl?"
"She'll be in your year, Anastasia something," answered Hermione. "She had been sorted during the feast, a Slytherin."
"And what's with her?" asked Ginny.
"Something's strange about her," mused Hermione. "I just can't say what it is."
"I think you're paranoid Herms," joked Ron.
"Yeah I think so too," agreed Ginny with a bride grin. "Guys, I'm going to bed, one wants to be rested for the first days of class."
The trio bid her a good night and Ginny disappeared into her dormitory.
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"So, what was your name again?"
"Anastasia Worenski," answered the girl slowly.
"You can understand us? I thought Dumbledore said you couldn't speak English?" That was Pansy Parkinson, queen of Slytherin even though she was just in her sixth year. But being betrothed to Draco Malfoy, even though everyone knew that he hated it and did everything to escape the arranged marriage, just added to her status in Slytherin house.
"You talk slowly," answered Anastasia. "I understand good, speak not." She shook her head vehemently.
"So you can understand us?"
The girl nodded.
Pansy had obviously decided that this foreign girl was no threat to her status, and immediately lost interest in her. So she disappeared, surely to annoy Draco a bit. That left the fifth year girls. They tried to talk to Anastasia, but since the girl didn't do more then nodding and shaking her head, sometimes accompanied with a yes or a no, it wasn't really interesting to talk to her. It didn't take long and Anastasia was left alone, sitting in her common room, reading a book and observing everyone around her.
A/N.: So, what do you think? Who is Anastasia? And believe me… it's no OC. Interested? Write me a review, and if you have a question, who knows maybe I'll even answer it. :-p And i know it's short, the next one will be longer.