Disclaimer: Everything is J.K Rowling's. I own nothing, expect my plot and Discordia.
This is my first FanFic ever so, bear with me. I got bored and drew this pic of Discordia:
www.picserver.student.utwente.nl/getpicture.php?id=265206
I know, I can't draw -_- .
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Chapter 1 - Enchantée
Ginny frowned as she passed yet another filled compartment. She cursed silently under her breath as she walked down to the next one which happened to be the last. //This is it...// thought the redhead as she pushed the door open and stepped in. She didn't quite care who was there, or if there was no place left, she wouldn't go looking anymore. She was surprised to see that there was only one other person in the carriage. She studied the reading stranger a little before smiling.

"Hullo, mind if I join you?"

She sat down, facing the blond girl.

" Zhat eez okay with me. I am waiting for my cousin though. He went to get some food." Said the young witch indifferently, without even looking up from her book.

She was, as far as Ginny could tell, of about the same height and had long and wavy slivery blond hair that reached her shoulders. Curious, Ginny tried to see what she was reading without looking too rude. Her book was in French. //She's French? Maybe she comes from Beauxbatons ... Maybe she's a 4th year too?// She mused, unconsciously staring at the stranger.

"Why do you stare? Eez something wrong? 'Aven't you ever seen a French person before?" Asked the French witch, looking up from her book.

Her voice was cold and her silver eyes piercing. Ginny shifted nervously in her seat. What could she say? She was about to apologise when the door opened again.
"Discordia, I know you really wanted the chocolate frogs, but they only had the Beans..." began an only too familiar voice.

//Malfoy?!// Thought Ginny, a little alarmed.

"Weasley ?!"

Draco froze, a shocked look on his face.

"Oh, I get it", he sneered, his visage becoming emotionless again, "The Famous Three didn't want you around, so you came looking for another carriage?"

Ginny glared at him, feeling the Weasley temper rise in her. //How dare he … // But he was quite right. She had been planning to sit with Harry, Ron and Hermione but they had forgotten and had sat next to other 5th year Gryffindors instead. Her friends had other seating arrangements and she would rather die than sit next to the Weasley twins who, she was sure, would try out their pranks on her.

"Mind your own business Malfoy!" She yelled.

"So, I was right." He stated coolly.

Before she could say anything the French girl stood up, a bored look on her face.

"Care to introduce me, Cousin?"

Draco smiled at this and crossed his arms.

"Sure. Weasley, this is my cousin Discordia Malfoy. She has come all the way from France where she studied in Beauxbatons. She has yet to be sorted and will be attending classes with the other 4th years. Discordia, this is a Weasley, you can tell because of the red hair, the freckles, the temper and the second-hand clothing. Sadly, you will see that she's not the only of her kind as Weasleys tend to have more children than they can afford." he said, a look of pure innocence on his face.

This made Ginny even madder and, if possible, her face became redder.

"Enchantée" said Discordia, offering her hand.

Ginny shook it reluctantly and they both sat down again, ready to leave it at that. Draco, however was having fun and didn't want to stop just yet. He like infuriating Weasleys.

"Cousin, I recommend you wash your hands after touching Weasleys."

At this, Discordia grinned and replied, "Comme tu veux, Cousin" laughing as she left to go to the bathroom.

Ginny, however, did not laugh. //This is too much ...// She got up and was about to leave when she felt a cold hand on her shoulder. Draco had stopped her and was about to say something.

"Weaslette... Surely I did not offend you, did I?"

Ginny didn't answer. Instead she slapped him hard. Shocked, Draco let go of her.

"You little ..."

She didn't care to hear the rest and ran for her life. //He deserved it, he did// She tried to convince herself as she reached Harry's compartment.
She opened the door, slid in and shut it behind her, panting.

"Hey Gin, What's up? Why aren't you dressed yet?" said Ron.

Ginny took a deep breath and said, quite calmly, "I slapped Malfoy."