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Chapter 1: The Wrong House?
"SLYTHERIN!"
What?! How can this be?! Weasleys are traditional Gryffindors! What will mum think?!
Ginny climbed off the stool and walked slowly over to the Slytherin table. The hall was dead silent. Her brothers, as well as everyone else in the great hall, were staring after her open mouthed; no doubt mirroring her own reaction to the news. She was sure she'd get a howler from her mom for this. Dumbledore was the first to regain his senses. He cleared his throat politely and McGonagall, startled, resumed calling the names of the first year students. Ginny's cheeks burned in embarrassment.
"It looks like the Weasley family has some potential yet. About time one of them decided to move up in the world" Draco hissed across the table to Goyle. Ginny just buried her face in her arms and prayed desperately that Dumbledore would put her in Gryffindor if she begged and pleaded enough.
McGonagall, all the first years sorted, resumed her seat next to Dumbledore and waited politely as he made his usual start of term announcements. As soon as the food appeared on the tables, the entire great hall was filled with the sounds of conversation and eating. Ginny felt too depressed to eat. She looked toward the headmaster's table and watched as McGonagall whispered something anxiously to Dumbledore. Dumbledore, however, simply watched Ginny with a calculating expression, all the while stroking his beard.
Oh I do hope he can put me in Gryffindor. Everything everyone told me about Slytherin girls makes me less than excited to spend a night in their dorms.
Just then, Ginny's stomach let out a loud growl. She decided to eat something as the food would probably take her mind off the problem at hand; for a little while at least. Looking at the table, she saw that everything was as magnificent as she'd heard. Her eyes landed on a platter of fried chicken and she immediately reached for the last drumstick there. Her hand brushed Malfoy's as he too reached for the drumstick.
"Watch it Weasley. I don't want your filth on my food."
"Well my filth is the same as yours Malfoy. I thought that would have been made obvious considering the fact I'm in your house." Ginny responded hotly.
"Just because that ratty old hat stuck you here, doesn't mean I have to put up with you." Draco said tersely.
"Then don't. I'm sure anyone at this table would love to sit with you"
"You're right. They would. Do you know why? It's because I'm a pureblood wizard. And You? I doubt you'll last till the end of the first semester in Slytherin. You'll be packing your bags for home and crying for your mommy within a week." Draco spat.
"We'll see about that." And with that Ginny took some turkey and gravy from a different platter and ate in silence, ignoring Draco's glare and arrogance. She was no longer planning to beg and plead for Dumbledore to put her in Gryffindor instead. Now she had something to prove and she was bound and determined to prove it.
A/N – Well that's chapter 1. What did you think? I know they hate each other at the moment but it'll change soon enough. Review! Please!