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Draco looked around at his fellow Slytherin. Pansy, his girlfriend and betrothed, was at his side, Crabbe and Goyle across from him. Blaise and his newest "friend" were sitting a few seats away. They all fit in so well with the Slytherin mold. Other nameless Slytherins were standing around, all were purebloods, all possible Death Eaters, but only after they graduated. The bell rang and the group walked away to their first class-Double Potions with Gryffindor. Wondering what Professor Snape would do to indulge pain upon the lionhearted trio, Draco thought ",Yea, Life is good."
Across the Great Hall, at the Gryffindor table, Hermione and Ron were, again, arguing. Ginny and Harry sat across from them, smiling slightly. "Ron, you cannot copy my work any time you please!" Hermione was scolding the redhaired boy.
"But 'Mione! You don't want me to fail, do you? I mean, if I fail, I won't be able to graduate and become a full wizard! And if I don't become a full wizard, we can't get married!" Ron pleaded. Hermione's cheeks blazed red. Ginny giggled to herself. Harry suppressed his laugh, so as to not make Hermione's embarrassment worse.
Hermione knew he wouldn't stop saying things like that until he got his way. "Oh, fine, Ronald!" She threw her Charms essay to him and stood as the bell rang. "But if Snape catches you copying, you stole it from my backpack without my knowledge! Got it? I am Head Girl and I will be the one punished for allowing you to copy my work."
"That's great, Hermione! I wouldn't want you to be in trouble. That would be horrible!" Ron smiled triumphantly. "Bye, Gin, see you in a few hours." The seventh year trio walked away as Ginny caught up with Colin Creevley and Michael Corner, two of her closest friends.
"Hi, guys!" Ginny said, brightly, shifting the weight of her backpack. At only five feet and three inches tall, Ginny was quite a bit shorter than the two boys, but her personality was bigger than both of them. She had taken up helping the twins with their joke shop just after they left Hogwarts, and had made quite a small fortune, considering she only indulged at Hogsmeade two or three times a year. She bought quite a few accessories to accommodate her new look, which brought a bit of stress upon Ron and Ginny a few looks from the other houses, Slytherin included. Today, she wore five green jelly bracelets, a snake choker, and green highlights in her red hair. She changed her hair daily, to match the house she was trying to get to take notice. She had found that if she used a certain house color, or the house mascot, then that house's male population would hit on her more than the other houses. She was studying to be a wizarding psychologist, so it was good practice. It generally fascinated her to see how easily she could manipulate the male brain.
As she walked with Michael and Colin, she noticed the main Slytherin seventh years walking in toward the same door. They would hit the door at the same time. Ginny didn't mind the others, but she really didn't want an interrogation by Malfoy this early.
"Gin? Hey, Earth to Ginny!" Michael said, waving a hand in her face. "Ginevra Weasley! Wake up!" Ginny finally noticed that they were trying to pull her out of outer space and smiled brightly again.
"Sorry, guys! I'm just so tired. I was up until one or two doing that essay for Professor Snape. So, what were you saying?" Ginny asked.
"Never mind, Gin. We know how your mind wonders to all those guys. I see your decked in Slytherin today. Wanting to impress Malfoy?" Colin asked as he smiled. A camera still hung from the boy's neck, although this one was much more advanced than the Polaroid he carried during his first and second year. Colin was almost five feet, eleven inches tall, and had the build of a male cheerleader. In their fifth year, Dumbledore had an idea to allow each house a cheerleading squad. Colin had been on it since.
"Ginny, dear, why do you try to impress all those boys that don't have a chance with you?" Michael asked. "You know that I'm the only one you'll ever really love." He pulled her to him in a very theatrical way.
"Oh, Michael, honey, you know I do love you, but not that way. We're only friends. Sorry to let you down, again, but really, you need to move on. We're not together anymore," Ginny whispered to him and gave a jokingly sympathetic look as he pretended to be heartbroken. The school had also created a theater program that both him and Ginny were in, causing the ex-couple to become close friends.
"Well, well, what have we here?" A deep, scrumptious voice drawled from behind her. "Is this a Slytherin wannabe?" Ginny turned to see none other than Draco Malfoy standing there, his usual goons and sluts surrounding him. He was over six feet, and had a build that any Quidditch player would be jealous of. His robes were perfectly straight, with no wrinkles, no lint, no nothing, except for perfection. Not even one hair was out of place, and his perfectly white teeth sparkled while he spoke. His lips turned into his trademark smirk that was almost more well known at the school than Harry's scar was as of recently.
"No, Draco, why on earth would I want to be a cold, heartless slut?" Ginny asked, still wearing the bright smile that only left when she became dazed. Pansy gasped at that remark, while Blaise chuckled slightly. This girl was the only one that had ever given Draco a decent fight, and he found a way to argue with her at least once a day. Barley ever did either of them walk away mad, as neither cared what the other thought. Sometimes Blaise wondered if there could be more between the two, because of the unusual argumentative style, but of course, the thought was pushed away quickly because, well, Draco was a Malfoy, and Ginny was a Weasley. Everyone knew that Malfoys and Weasleys would never feel anything less than hatred for each other.
"Oh, so you mean you're not?" Draco asked, pretending to be surprised. "Could have fooled me." He walked past her, still smirking.
"No, Draco, I'm not a slut, as disappointing to you as that may be. I know how long you've been trying to get me in your bed." Draco turned back to her at that.
"Oh, I could, if I ever wanted to get you in bed. But I'd rather not screw a Weasley. Quite disgusting, honestly," Draco scoffed, as the group of Slytherins walked toward the dungeons and Snape's classroom. Pansy turned to Ginny and flipped her off before they turned the corner.
"Wow. He never fails to cause an scene, does he?" Colin asked, eyeing the group that had accumulated to hear the argument. They headed off toward their Care of Magical Creatures class with Hagrid.
"Not like you actually noticed, Colin," she sighed. "I saw you watching Blaise. I think everyone saw you watching Blaise."
"Ginny! Be quiet!" Colin quietly cried out. "You know that you, Michael, Lilac, and Jennifer are the only ones that know that!"
"Oh, come off it, Colin!" Michael replied. "You're a cheerleader! What do you think people think your sexual preference is?" Ginny smiled at him.
"So?" Colin replied, pouting just a bit.
"I don't believe people would bother you about it. At least, they shouldn't bother you about liking guys anymore than they do about you being a cheerleader. Actually, if you came out of the closet, I think they'd tease you less." Ginny contemplated.
"No, I just....I don't think I'm ready." Colin said. They now stood outside of Hagrid's hut. Ginny rummaged through her backpack to pull out a small piece of fabric. She waved her wand and it became a full sized blanket. She spread it out on the ground for her, Michael, Colin, Lilac, and Jennifer to sit on, when the other girls got there.
"Fine, Colin. But I believe it would be easier on you if everyone knew." Michael smiled. "You might even get a few offers. I think Blaise was also looking at you. Maybe if he knew..." Michael teased Colin. Colin, on the other hand, looked terrified.
"Blaise? No! He's so...so...Slytherin! And straight!" Colin's face was turning a shade of red that rivaled Ginny's hair. He would never admit it, but Blaise was the biggest crush he'd ever had, counting even the small obsession he'd had on Harry for a year or so.
Two girls walked up to the small trio. "Hey, everyone," said Lilac, a light complected blond girl standing at around 5'5". The other girl was about the same height as Ginny, with dark curly brown hair and a medium dark complexion. Her normally chocolate brown eyes had an upset look to them.
"Hey, Lilac. Jennifer? What's wrong?" Ginny asked the other girl.
"Nothing," she whispered, sitting down next to Michael, and pulling her legs to her chest. Lilac sat next to Ginny.
"She got a letter from her parents. Her little brother's not getting any better. She's really worried. These muggle diseases are so hard for medi-witches to cure," Lilac explained.
"Oh, Jenni! I'm sure it will be just fine. Your brother will be ok soon. He's a very strong little boy. You'll see," Ginny tried to console the girl she had known for some time now. She and Ginny had played together when they were younger. Adam, Jennifer's brother, was like Ginny's little brother, too, and all of Ginny's older brother's were like Jennifer's older brothers. "How about this? Later today, we'll go ask Dumbledore if you and I can go visit Adam. It's a Hogsmeade weekend. We can use the Floo Network. Owl your parents at lunch, and I'll owl mine, too."
"Thanks, Ginny. You always know what to say," Jennifer smiled.
"Where's Hagrid? Shouldn't class have started by now?" Michael asked.
"I don't know. Maybe he's wrestling with Fang again," Colin suggested.
"No, I don't think so. He got in trouble for skipping class to play with Fang last time," Ginny replied. "Oh, here comes Professor Dumbledore. I bet he'll know something!"
"Excuse me, class? I'm sorry, but the Care of Magical Creatures class will be canceled for the next few weeks. Professor Hagrid is going on a trip to Beauxbatons," Dumbledore explained. "This class will now serve as a study period in the library. You will have today off, as a rest, but next class, report to the library." Dumbledore turned and walked back to the school.
"Well, looks like we have some time off. What do you want to do?" Lilac asked.
"Jennifer, do you want to go owl our parents now?" Ginny pulled out some parchment and scribbled down a quick note to her parents about the trip she wanted to take.
"Yes, I'd like that. Can I borrow some parchment?" Ginny handed her some and Jennifer began to scribble as fast as Ginny.
"I wonder if Ron would allow us to borrow Pig. If he knows it's for a good cause, it's a possibility," Ginny thought out loud.
"I don't know, but don't they have Professor Snape's class right now? I would really rather not disturb his class," Jennifer replied.
"Well, you won't have to. I will!" Ginny finished her note and started walking away. "Meet me at the owlery in about fifteen minutes! I have to run to the dorms to get a package to send Mum. Her birthday's next week and I don't want to forget." Jennifer nodded.
Ginny ran inside, leaving the blanket for Colin to pick up when they decided to leave. She first ran up to her dorm to grab her mother's birthday present, then continued down to the dungeons. She approached Snape's classroom with caution. Before entering, she gathered all of her courage. She knocked on the door frame. The entire class turned to allow their eyes to rest on the small girl.
"May I help you, Ms. Weasley?" Snape drawled from his desk at the front of the room.
"Sorry to interrupt, Professor, but may I speak to my brother for a moment? It's a family emergency," Ginny requested, a pleading look on her face.
"Quickly. Mr. Weasley, you have one minute," Snape informed Ron.
"One minute is about all that family has," Draco wittily called from his seat beside Pansy, as usual.
Ginny smiled sweetly from the door. " Oh, I wouldn't say that, Draco. I have a nice little fortune saved up. And we have a nice, loving family that isn't all that poor anymore, considering the fact that my father was just promoted. So, if I were you, I'd think up something else to tease about, Draco dearest."
"Ginny, stop arguing with the git and tell me what's wrong," Ron whispered.
"Jennifer's brother isn't getting any better. She's really upset and she wants to see him. I suggested we go visit this weekend, but we need permission from our parents. I was wondering if we could use Pig. Also, I need to send Mum her birthday gift," Ginny quickly told her older brother. A look of terror overcame her brother's face. "You forgot about Mum's birthday again, didn't you?"
"Um....I'll let you use Pig if you put my name on that present," Ron attempted a deal with his little sister.
"Okay, but you owe me for some of the present. I paid a pretty penny for it," Ginny replied as she turned to leave. Ron sighed, glad that his little sister had such a wonderful memory.