Title: Accidental Love
Summary: Ginny Weasley is the first ever Weasley to be sorted into Slytherin. She's scared at first, until she meets a boy named Blaise Zambini. They become quick friends. Years later, Blaise thinks that he's falling for his best friend, but what will happen when the one and only Draco Malfoy steps into the picture?
Disclaimer: None of this is mine except the plot. Other than that it all belongs the J.K Rowling.
A/N: The Chamber of Secrets never happened. Sorry.
Chapter One: Being Sorted.
First Year
Ginny Weasley sat in a compartment on the train with her big brother, Ron and his friends Harry Potter and Hermione Granger. Ginny had been waiting for this day since she could remember. Every year since she was born, she along with her family escorted her older brothers on to the scarlet train; and this year her family and her two oldest brothers, Bill and Charlie escorted her.
Ginny had woken up two hours before it was time to leave. She couldn't help it, she was just so excited. Her brothers had told her many stories of how magical Hogwarts was. The ghosts, the balls, the Quidditch games, ect; and this year, she was going to be able to see it all and experience it with Ron and the twins.
When it was time to enter the train Ginny was so excited that she had forgotten to give her mother a good bye kiss as she slowly entered the train; leaving behind her trunk. Ron shook his head disapprovingly as her brothers chuckled. "Oh honestly, Guinevere Anne Weasley! Come back here!" Screeched Mrs. Weasley. Ginny quickly turned around and ran back to her family, extremely embarrassed.
Mrs. Weasley gave Ginny the tightest hug and a big kiss on her cheek, "Have fun Ginny and let you beautiful imagination run wild." Bill and Charlie each gave her bear hugs and sent her on her way.
And now, here she is in the compartment with her brother and his friends, listening to them talk about how horrible Draco Malfoy was. She didn't think that he was that bad, he actually sounded very interesting. Ron talked for hours about Draco and quite frankly, Ginny was getting bored of listening to Ron's blabbering. Ginny grabbed her sketch book, quietly excused herself and left the compartment.
Ginny Weasley was not an ordinary girl. For one, she's a Weasley, born into a family of a mother, a father, and six brothers. She has the Weasley red hair, blue eyes, and a beautiful smile that will light up a room. She has the Weasley temper yet she is very kind and she has a dangerous side to her that not even she knows about...until the day it's ready to be released. Oh and she has an imagination of a child that will never grow old. She's a very creative person. Her room is decorated so beautifully; you'd think that she hired someone to do it, but that fact was she did it all by herself. She loves to paint and draw; wanting to be an interior designer later on.
Ginny sighed relieved that she was out of that stuffy compartment. She walked up the hall and peered through a couple of compartments, trying to seek one for herself. Ginny found a compartment with one person in it. She knocked on the door and walked in.
"Hello. May I sit here?" Ginny asked politely.
The boy nodded and put his hand out to the chair across from him. Ginny quietly thanked him and sat. She looked at him and curiosity took over her. The boy had silky black hair tied in a pony tail with a ribbon, icy blue eyes, and pale skin. The boy cleared his throat and Ginny looked down, blushing madly, "I'm sorry. I hadn't meant to make you feel awkward."
The boy chuckled and said, "That's alright, I'm Blaise Zambini."
Ginny bit her lip and introduced herself, "I'm Guinevere Weasley, but you can call me Ginny or Gin."
The boy looked surprised at first, but soon recovered, "Nice to meet Ginny or Gin."
There was tension that surrounded them, though it was when Ginny asked, "Do you mind if I do a quick sketch of you?"
Blaise thought for a moment, and agreed. He sat still, staring out of the window. Ginny had to work fast because she didn't want him to wait too long. Half an hour later, Ginny was almost complete. She put her pencil down and flipped the cover back in place.
"Uh...do you mind if I see how I look?" Blaise asked.
Ginny smirked and said, "You can't look at it now."
Blaise looked shocked, "Any why can't I?"
"I can't show you because it's incomplete."
"I don't care! I want to see." Blaise complained like a four year old child. Ginny giggled and said, "I'll show you when I finish." Blaise rolled his eyes and sat back in the position he was in. Ginny opened her sketch book again and drew the back around.
A couple of hours later, the train reached Hogwarts. Ginny stood up to leave the compartment, but Blaise stopped by putting a hand on her shoulder gently, "Ginny what year are you in?"
Ginny blushed and said, "First year."
Blaise nodded and let go of her. She calmly walked out of the compartment and off the train and stood next to Hagrid. Once he had gathered all the first years, he told them to get into groups of four into a boat and then they were off. The first sight of Hogwarts was magnificent. Ginny smiled and thought, 'this is the best day of my life'.
A lot of students 'oohed' and 'awwed'. When they reached the steps of Hogwarts, they were greeted by a stern looking woman with small spectacles. Ginny knew who this was and felt bad for the students who got on her bad side. She lead them into the Great Hall and said, "When I call your names, please sit on this stool and I will place the Sorting Hat on your head."
"Mary, Applegate!"
"HUFFLEPUFF!"
And so. Ginny waited patiently for her turn and when it came, she calmly sat on the stool and waited to be told where to go. Of course she already knew where to go. Every Weasley was sorted into Gryffindor.
"Hum, interesting! You have a lot of bravery in you; Gryffindor, but wait there is more, you have a lot more of...yes. Definitely." The sorting hat whispered. Ginny was now getting a bit scared, why was the Sorting Hat having such a difficult time trying to find out where to put her. Isn't it easy enough? Weasley=Gryffindor. How hard can it be.
Then out of the blue the hat shouted, "SLYTHERIN!"
This act surprised everyone. Ron jumped out of his seat and stormed up to the head table to talk to Dumbledore as Ginny sat on the stool shocked. She was sorted in to Slytherin. She, a Weasley was sorted... That was all she could think about. Professor McGonagall shook her head sadly and pushed Ginny lightly towards the Slytherin table where she sat next to Blaise who was also sorted into Slytherin.
"Mr. Weasley! Go back to your respective table at this moment or else you'll be suspended." Hollered Professor McGonagall. Ron immediately scrambled away from the head master and back to his spot ; in between Harry and Hermione.
Ginny didn't eat that night, though Blaise did try to persuade her. Every Slytherin was surprised to find a Weasley being sorted into the their house and they weren't welcoming her with open arms; especially Pansy Parkinson and Draco Malfoy. Ginny didn't know why Blaise hung out with them, they were horrible people while Blaise wasn't exactly the nicest, but he wasn't as unwelcomingly harsh to her.
When dinner had ended, Blaise showed Ginny to the Slytherin dungeons and to her dorm. She unfortunately shared a room with Pansy along with her two best friends, Marsha and Naomi. They glared at Ginny, but she ignored them and walked to her bed. She pulled the curtains around her and changed that way no one can see her, talk to her or laugh at her. Ginny laid down on her bed and pulled the covers around her and cried. She didn't care that Pansy and her friends were laughing at her. Ginny had obviously thought too soon when she thought that today was the best day of her life. Ginny groaned and thought, 'today is the worst day of my life'.
Mean while in the boys dorm, Blaise and Draco were arguing. "She's actually not that bad! She isn't like the rest of her family! Give her a chance Draco!" Blaise shouted.
"No way in hell, Blaise. She's a Weasley and nothings going to change that. I don't care if she's a total 180 from her family!" Draco shouted back, ending their little argument.
Blaise sighed and whispered, "You don't know what you're missing out on."
Draco rolled her eyes and mumbled, "Missing out on? Pft, yeah right. Like getting Weasley germs on you is great."
The two got into bed and turned out the candles. Both of them can't wait until the next day for different reasons.
AtwistedAngel13
Hello everyone. I know that I have grammar problems in this along with spelling. That is why I need betas! I need about three to five (I guess). It's kind of first come first serve. If you really want to beta my stories, there is another that I need help with. Just e mail me or tell me in a review. Please tell me how I did!
Summary: Ginny Weasley is the first ever Weasley to be sorted into Slytherin. She's scared at first, until she meets a boy named Blaise Zambini. They become quick friends. Years later, Blaise thinks that he's falling for his best friend, but what will happen when the one and only Draco Malfoy steps into the picture?
Disclaimer: None of this is mine except the plot. Other than that it all belongs the J.K Rowling.
A/N: The Chamber of Secrets never happened. Sorry.
Chapter One: Being Sorted.
First Year
Ginny Weasley sat in a compartment on the train with her big brother, Ron and his friends Harry Potter and Hermione Granger. Ginny had been waiting for this day since she could remember. Every year since she was born, she along with her family escorted her older brothers on to the scarlet train; and this year her family and her two oldest brothers, Bill and Charlie escorted her.
Ginny had woken up two hours before it was time to leave. She couldn't help it, she was just so excited. Her brothers had told her many stories of how magical Hogwarts was. The ghosts, the balls, the Quidditch games, ect; and this year, she was going to be able to see it all and experience it with Ron and the twins.
When it was time to enter the train Ginny was so excited that she had forgotten to give her mother a good bye kiss as she slowly entered the train; leaving behind her trunk. Ron shook his head disapprovingly as her brothers chuckled. "Oh honestly, Guinevere Anne Weasley! Come back here!" Screeched Mrs. Weasley. Ginny quickly turned around and ran back to her family, extremely embarrassed.
Mrs. Weasley gave Ginny the tightest hug and a big kiss on her cheek, "Have fun Ginny and let you beautiful imagination run wild." Bill and Charlie each gave her bear hugs and sent her on her way.
And now, here she is in the compartment with her brother and his friends, listening to them talk about how horrible Draco Malfoy was. She didn't think that he was that bad, he actually sounded very interesting. Ron talked for hours about Draco and quite frankly, Ginny was getting bored of listening to Ron's blabbering. Ginny grabbed her sketch book, quietly excused herself and left the compartment.
Ginny Weasley was not an ordinary girl. For one, she's a Weasley, born into a family of a mother, a father, and six brothers. She has the Weasley red hair, blue eyes, and a beautiful smile that will light up a room. She has the Weasley temper yet she is very kind and she has a dangerous side to her that not even she knows about...until the day it's ready to be released. Oh and she has an imagination of a child that will never grow old. She's a very creative person. Her room is decorated so beautifully; you'd think that she hired someone to do it, but that fact was she did it all by herself. She loves to paint and draw; wanting to be an interior designer later on.
Ginny sighed relieved that she was out of that stuffy compartment. She walked up the hall and peered through a couple of compartments, trying to seek one for herself. Ginny found a compartment with one person in it. She knocked on the door and walked in.
"Hello. May I sit here?" Ginny asked politely.
The boy nodded and put his hand out to the chair across from him. Ginny quietly thanked him and sat. She looked at him and curiosity took over her. The boy had silky black hair tied in a pony tail with a ribbon, icy blue eyes, and pale skin. The boy cleared his throat and Ginny looked down, blushing madly, "I'm sorry. I hadn't meant to make you feel awkward."
The boy chuckled and said, "That's alright, I'm Blaise Zambini."
Ginny bit her lip and introduced herself, "I'm Guinevere Weasley, but you can call me Ginny or Gin."
The boy looked surprised at first, but soon recovered, "Nice to meet Ginny or Gin."
There was tension that surrounded them, though it was when Ginny asked, "Do you mind if I do a quick sketch of you?"
Blaise thought for a moment, and agreed. He sat still, staring out of the window. Ginny had to work fast because she didn't want him to wait too long. Half an hour later, Ginny was almost complete. She put her pencil down and flipped the cover back in place.
"Uh...do you mind if I see how I look?" Blaise asked.
Ginny smirked and said, "You can't look at it now."
Blaise looked shocked, "Any why can't I?"
"I can't show you because it's incomplete."
"I don't care! I want to see." Blaise complained like a four year old child. Ginny giggled and said, "I'll show you when I finish." Blaise rolled his eyes and sat back in the position he was in. Ginny opened her sketch book again and drew the back around.
A couple of hours later, the train reached Hogwarts. Ginny stood up to leave the compartment, but Blaise stopped by putting a hand on her shoulder gently, "Ginny what year are you in?"
Ginny blushed and said, "First year."
Blaise nodded and let go of her. She calmly walked out of the compartment and off the train and stood next to Hagrid. Once he had gathered all the first years, he told them to get into groups of four into a boat and then they were off. The first sight of Hogwarts was magnificent. Ginny smiled and thought, 'this is the best day of my life'.
A lot of students 'oohed' and 'awwed'. When they reached the steps of Hogwarts, they were greeted by a stern looking woman with small spectacles. Ginny knew who this was and felt bad for the students who got on her bad side. She lead them into the Great Hall and said, "When I call your names, please sit on this stool and I will place the Sorting Hat on your head."
"Mary, Applegate!"
"HUFFLEPUFF!"
And so. Ginny waited patiently for her turn and when it came, she calmly sat on the stool and waited to be told where to go. Of course she already knew where to go. Every Weasley was sorted into Gryffindor.
"Hum, interesting! You have a lot of bravery in you; Gryffindor, but wait there is more, you have a lot more of...yes. Definitely." The sorting hat whispered. Ginny was now getting a bit scared, why was the Sorting Hat having such a difficult time trying to find out where to put her. Isn't it easy enough? Weasley=Gryffindor. How hard can it be.
Then out of the blue the hat shouted, "SLYTHERIN!"
This act surprised everyone. Ron jumped out of his seat and stormed up to the head table to talk to Dumbledore as Ginny sat on the stool shocked. She was sorted in to Slytherin. She, a Weasley was sorted... That was all she could think about. Professor McGonagall shook her head sadly and pushed Ginny lightly towards the Slytherin table where she sat next to Blaise who was also sorted into Slytherin.
"Mr. Weasley! Go back to your respective table at this moment or else you'll be suspended." Hollered Professor McGonagall. Ron immediately scrambled away from the head master and back to his spot ; in between Harry and Hermione.
Ginny didn't eat that night, though Blaise did try to persuade her. Every Slytherin was surprised to find a Weasley being sorted into the their house and they weren't welcoming her with open arms; especially Pansy Parkinson and Draco Malfoy. Ginny didn't know why Blaise hung out with them, they were horrible people while Blaise wasn't exactly the nicest, but he wasn't as unwelcomingly harsh to her.
When dinner had ended, Blaise showed Ginny to the Slytherin dungeons and to her dorm. She unfortunately shared a room with Pansy along with her two best friends, Marsha and Naomi. They glared at Ginny, but she ignored them and walked to her bed. She pulled the curtains around her and changed that way no one can see her, talk to her or laugh at her. Ginny laid down on her bed and pulled the covers around her and cried. She didn't care that Pansy and her friends were laughing at her. Ginny had obviously thought too soon when she thought that today was the best day of her life. Ginny groaned and thought, 'today is the worst day of my life'.
Mean while in the boys dorm, Blaise and Draco were arguing. "She's actually not that bad! She isn't like the rest of her family! Give her a chance Draco!" Blaise shouted.
"No way in hell, Blaise. She's a Weasley and nothings going to change that. I don't care if she's a total 180 from her family!" Draco shouted back, ending their little argument.
Blaise sighed and whispered, "You don't know what you're missing out on."
Draco rolled her eyes and mumbled, "Missing out on? Pft, yeah right. Like getting Weasley germs on you is great."
The two got into bed and turned out the candles. Both of them can't wait until the next day for different reasons.
AtwistedAngel13
Hello everyone. I know that I have grammar problems in this along with spelling. That is why I need betas! I need about three to five (I guess). It's kind of first come first serve. If you really want to beta my stories, there is another that I need help with. Just e mail me or tell me in a review. Please tell me how I did!
