Disclaimer: I still own the stuff in my head, but it has expanded to a pair of Jack Daniel's boxers and a Corona t-shirt. But you can't have them. Everything else belongs to JKR.
Authors note: Well, yeah, I made up a few characters and the traits of the ones you know are probably going to be a little off wack, but overall it shouldn't be way different. Um…that's about it. So yeah, if you hate it, sorry.
Chapter One: Back without answers part one
"So, are you ready for school tomorrow, Ginny?" J.J. Veranche asked his daughter.
"No. Yes. No. I don't know. Seeing as how people still only know that I moved but have no idea why…well let's just say it's going to be a bloody long first day back. And for crying out loud, I'm returning three weeks before Halloween, and I really don't think that a lot of people are really going to like who I've become." replied Ginny.
"I know, but look, you know your mother and I will be there to help you for the first couple days, and you yourself thought it would be a good idea to go back to Hogwarts for school instead of Manzono. So I expect you to go willingly, or do I have to torture you into it?"
"You're going to have to torture me...well…I don't feel like being tickled into a decision so I guess I'll go willingly."
"Good, now then, it's about time to leave."
"You never did tell me, how are we getting there?"
"We're apprating. And you're not wearing that."
"What is wrong with what I'm wearing? Azonic, may I remind you, was my sponsor!"
"Ginny, I'm not talking about the logo; I'm talking about what the logos are on."
Ginny had on boys black and green board shorts with a black tank top that had 'Azonic' written across her chest in green, and a pair of black Etines with green laces. Over the past two years she had filled out and grown up a lot. She did varying sports that toned her body and she had dyed her hair completely black, that matched with her ever color changing eyes. Ginny wore mainly black clothing now, with different colors but green was her favorite and worn the most often. She also loved the fact that her eyes always changed to match the colors she was wearing without ever looking bad.
"Come on dad, I have to face a bunch of people who have no clue what the hell happened to me and why, so I'm going to be comfy."
"Fine, but we have to leave now."
"Why do we have to apprate? It's so blahh."
"Ginny, it may be 'blahh' but it's also the quickest way from America to wherever in Europe Hogwarts is."
"Yeah, I know JJ. Let's go."
POP
"Good afternoon Mr.Veranche and Ms…Weasley?" Dumbledore greeted the arrivals.
"No, my name was legally changed Virginia Marie Veranche-Marnard. But just to keep things easy, you can call me Ginny Veranche." Ginny told her old and now new Headmaster.
"So, you know that you've advanced into your seventh year instead of your sixth. I trust that you will complete this year with ease, as you have always been a top student. As far as houses, you have obviously changed, as will your house. If the sorting hat deems it right for you to return to Gryffindor than you will go there, however if it decides on a different house, you will go to the new house. I hope you do well in your new house." Dumbledore said this all while looking at Ginny.
"You say that like I'm not going back to Gryffindor, Headmaster." Ginny looked at Dumbledore and saw he had a twinkle in his very blue eyes.
"When will she be re-sorted, Albus?" asked JJ, Ginny's father.
"Right now, if that is alright. And then you will be escorted to your classes, you have your materials correct?" Ginny nodded, "Then let us re-sort you, Ginny Veranche."
Dumbledore set the hat on Ginny's head, and she soon heard the strangely familiar voice of the hat.
"You are back! I saw all of this in your first year; but alas said nothing. It was not yet my time. You know that you never really belonged in Gryffindor, yet you insisted that you be put there in your first year. What say you now?"
"Put me in my rightful house, it will be better for me to start over as completely as possible."
"Then your rightful house it is. Slytherin."
Ginny took the hat off of her head and handed it back to Dumbledore.
"Well, to Slytherin it is. Let me give you your schedule." Dumbledore tapped a piece of parchment and Ginny's schedule appeared on it. "Here, now it seems that it is almost lunch, so let us go to the Great Hall to eat, and then I will arrange an escort to show you your common room and such."
"Why won't I be going back to class?"
"Seventh year Slytherins don't have any classes after lunch on Wednesdays."
"Ok, to lunch it is."
"Ginny," started JJ, "I need to speak with Albus for a minute, so why don't you meet us in the Great Hall."
"Alright dad, Headmaster, I'll see you guys later…hey where'd my stuff go?"
"Oh, nothing to worry about, the house elves just brought it all to your room, so when you get there it will be ready for you. Your school bag as well. Would you like me to have them bring the bag you have with you to your new room?"
"No, it's cool. See you later."
In the Great Hall
Ginny tentatively paced in front of the doors to the Great Hall. Not knowing weather or not to wait outside or in for her father and Dumbledore. Really she was procrastinating, something that wasn't unlike Ginny Veranche. Sure, she got the best grades in her school, and she had plenty of indiscretions with different boys, but she didn't know weather or not she was really ready to face her past, and as a Slytherin no less.
"Going to stand out here all day, or are you going to actually open the door and go in?" She knew that voice. It was normally cold and hard, and spoke with a smirk. It wasn't cold, or hard, this time just, curious.
Ginny turned to him. "Malfoy, how have you been these past two years?" She didn't know why she was being nice to him, sure he'd never really done anything to her personally but he'd been an ass to her family, well, ex-family.
"Fine and I know you. You're Virginia Weasley. What the bloody hell happened to you."
"My name isn't 'Weasley' anymore, Malfoy. It's Veranche and or Marnard. And nothing happened to me."
"Wait, you're Virginia Marie Veranche?"
"Yes and its Virginia Marie Veranche-Marnard. But you can call me Ginny Veranche, it's less complicating. So how'd you know my name?"
"Well, Veranche and Marnard happen to be very important families in America, now that my father is dead my mother handles all of his old affairs…You know, this would be great to chat about after some lunch. You used to be the littlest Weasley, now you're Ginny Veranche-Marnard. I'm confused, we have plenty to talk about, and it's a damn shame you're in Gryffindor because we will be pissing off a lot of people by hanging out after lunch."
"Actually, I'm not in Gryffindor. I was re-sorted, I'm a Slytherin."
"Good, because those colors were telling me you weren't meant to be a Gryffindor."
"This happens to be my favorite and most comfy outfit, and it's even in my favorite colors so shove off if you don't like it." Ginny was joking around, and Draco looked at her and smirked.
"Right then, I don't need to be shoving off right now, you look good in what you're wearing, and besides, I'm hungry and you must be too. Let's go eat." Draco grabbed Ginny's hand and pulled her through the doors to the Slytherin table.
No one recognized who she was at first, because of her uncommon outfit and black hair, but then she sat down in between Draco and Blaise Zabini.
"Now, now Draco, how is it fair to snatch up the new beauty before I get to speak with her." Blaise was tall, reaching almost 6'3 and had a chiseled body from quiditch. He had a mop of dark brown hair that fell in his face just far enough to make you stare wonders in his hazel green eyes. He looked absolutely gorgeous and liked to flaunt the fact he could have anyone, straight or gay, male or female, in his bed if he wanted. And he had a very high count of people pass through his bed, many more than once.
"I have not snatched her." Draco replied. He too was gorgeous, at exactly 6'3; he let his very blond locks fall in his eyes. The years of quiditch paid off, as he had a chiseled body as well, and he wasn't afraid to let people know that he could get anyone he wanted either. He, however, only let women pass though his bed. And he had had a fair share as well. More than Blaise had had.
"Wow…I just thought of something." Ginny said to them.
"And what was that; that you need to go back to your little Potter worshiping house." Pansy Parkinson had an evil glint in her eye, "Oh, and get the hell out of my seat." The three girls behind her laughed.
"Actually no, I was thinking something else. But now I'm thinking that if I wanted, I could run you and your little group of tramps over with my bike. But I don't think Filch would appreciate having to pick up trash like you, so why don't you find another place to sit, obviously you're not wanted if they had me sit down." Ginny was daring Pansy to say something back.
"Come on girls, all we would do is waste our time hanging out with those boys anyway." Before leaving Draco spoke up.
"I'll have you know Pansy Parkinson, Lily DeCada, Rose Vif, and Magenta Step, Ginny Veranche-Marnard, is better than all four of you put together, and that's strictly on appearance. But that doesn't even compare to what she's like compared to you when you actually get to know her."
The girls just walked away, knowing that nothing would help but revenge on this imposter.
Just as they were almost out of the hall, Dumbledore requested everyone take a seat. So they went back to the table and sat as far away from Draco, Ginny, and Blaise as they could.
"Now some of you may know that we have a returning student to Hogwarts, from Manzono, in America. Virginia Weasley, now Virginia Veranche-Marnard, will be joining us for her last year at Hogwarts. She will be joining the seventh years as she has excelled in her studies and deserves it. She has also been re-sorted into Slytherin. On other matters, the Halloween Dance will be held on Halloween night. All years may go. Without anything further, please enjoy the rest of your meal, and the rest of your day." With that Dumbledore sat down, leaving a few confused students, and many upcoming rumors.
"Weasley, huh? How did that happen?" asked Blaise.
"Maybe I'll tell you another day. Like he said, my name is Ginny Veranche, and if you have any problems with it, well then go fuck yourself…?"
"Bloody Americans, you have such vulgar choices in words." Draco told Ginny.
"As if Europeans don't, we are on a whole different level of cussing here. So don't even start with vulgar words." She replied.
"Well, I'm done with lunch." Draco said, "What would you say to my showing you the common room and such."
"Ok, but later we're going to the kitchens for smoothies." replied Ginny.
"Alright."
"Ginny!" called Ron, once Draco and Ginny were outside of the Great Hall, "What the bloody hell happened to you!"
Authors note: I guess I just wrote this out of boredom. I'm sick and stuck on my other story, so I guess tell me what you think, if you want to anyway. And yeah…