AN Hello people! This is Kristen and it is my second story. I'm working on this with my sister Robynne and I was assigned the first chapter, so here it is and enjoy!

Disclaimer: The leprechauns told me to do it! They told me to!

Ginny's POV

I woke up to the sound of the girls in my dorm getting ready for class. The most annoying sound you could ever wake up too. They were arguing over whoms outfit looked better and whoms needed to be touched up. As if they didn't notice, It was a fucking uniform school. No matter what they said they all were gonna look the same. I rolled back over and tried to get back to sleep. No help there, it seemed the arguing just got louder. 'Thats it' I thougtht to myself.

"Shut the fuck up, you're all gonna look the same anyways so stop fucking arguing!" I yelled at them and rolled onto my other side.

Soon they all left to go down stairs and I stood up. I stretched and picked up my uniform and robes and put them on. It was an old robe from Bill, and a pair of shoes from Charlie, with a shirt from Ron and her own pair of pants she had gotten from Hermione. I brushed my hair and clipped it up, leaving a few peices fall loosly to frame my face. My clothes hid my fiigure very well, which was just fine by me. I hated my figure, and my huge chest and well everything else about me. I moved from the mirror and grabbed my bag, walking calmly o m first clas of the day. Potions.

When I got to potions I was lucky i got there then. I had one minute until Snape closed the door. I looked around the room and headed for a seat in the back. On the way receiving a glare from Dakota Malfoy. Draco Malfoy's younger girl cousin. She was a prat just like her cousin, probably worse than the King of Snakes himself. I sat and starred at the dungeon wall for a few moments, as everything Snape was saying, went through one ear and out of the other. This class was such a drag. I knew everything that he was saying and didn't need lessons. I am the best potions student in all of Hogwarts. Better than Hermione Granger.

"Weasley" I heard Snape snap. I think he thought I was caught off guard and wouldn't know the answer. How wrong he was.

"Shred of Bullflowers Pollen and a pinch of Cherry Loom." I said without a problem. This seemed to have taken Snape by surprise for h looked a little startled. But what else could he expect from his star student.

"Very good, Miss Weasley" he nodded.

"5 points to Gryffindor" Snape continued on with his speech.

'I am probably the only Gryffindor who can come in here and get points rewarded' I thought to myself. I continued to be zoned out until Snape decided to assign partners. I hated working wih partners. So annoying, they're just like an extra load put onto your work. It's so hard to need to rely on them when most of the time they put it off until last minute, then expect you to do it. I listened as Snape paired a Gryffindors with Slytherins.

"...Moon with Dyle... Cardona with Romaro... Malfoy with Weasley...-"

I knew I could consider myself dead. I mean, Draco Malfoy was just the largest prat in the world. But his cousin...she was The Bitch. She hated me and I hated her. I didnt know why we hated weach other.

'Well she started it.' I thought to myself. I watched as she came and sat next to me, she smirked the ever famous Malfoy smirk. How I just wanted to slap that smirk right off her pretty little face. I ignored her as Snape went on to explain the project. We had to work on a Level 8 potion! They hadn't even learned Level 6 and were just now starting Level 5! I knew I could do it. I've worked on Level 13 potions before, so this would be a piece of cake. But for the rest of the class...that was suicide. She wouldn't be surprised if someone created something deadly. They had to make The Draught of Dreams. It cured serious nightmares that usually happen after something tragic.

It took about 4 weeks to complete and we could work at our own pace. 'This is gonna be too easy' I thought. I would have it ready to sit and boil by the fifth day. As long as that little wench wouldn't interfere. Snape told them they had to get their own ingrediants whether found somewhere in Hogwarts or they had to pay for them. It was obvious they had advanced our classes due to the war raging around us. Alot of muggleborns and muggles had died along wih witches and wizards who tried to defend them. So many had died that well...you could walk outside in a muggle neighborhood and do a spell without being seen. Although the muggles were dying by magic they still had no idea what was going on. But it had only been in Europe, soon moving to America if they didn't act quick.

"You all may begin getting what you need and learning how to make the potion." Snape said going to sit at his desk and grade papers.

I already knew how to make it. I learned after first year when I still had dreams of Tom Riddle and his diary.

"Okay, listen and listen good, I don't like you Weasley, never had, never will, so just because we're working on his stupid project together doesn't mean I'll be nice. Also don't do anything to ruin my potions marks." The she-bitch sneered.

"I don't think your potion marks can get any worse, She-Devil. So I think it should be me warning you. Stay out of my way, Don't touch the potion, and I'll tell you what you can do when I need you." I said smirking a smirk the Malfoy's would be proud of. I turned to walk and get what few ingrediants you could find in Snapes room. She new this was going to be a long, annoying project.

I left Snapes classroom feeling as though nothing was accomplished. If Dakota and I weren't exchanging insults she had been asking what everything I put in the couldron was. Then she started to complain when I told her what she needed to hand to me. I knew this was going to be the only potions project I would get low marks on and that would most lkely be her fault. But this would not be the end, it's not finished until I say it is.