Disclaimer: I think everybody knows that the characters belong to J.K Rowling. I've just decided to manipulate and twist them a bit!! MWA-HA-HA-HA-HA! Sorry I can't think what just came over me!

I don't know if this idea will work! Here it goes.

CHAPTER 1

It was cold. It had never been this cold before. Classes were cancelled and owls froze mid air delivering thermo underwear to the pupils at Hogwarts a school of witchcraft and wizardry. Madame Pomfrey – the school matron – was rushed off her feet with all the sick pupils, and frozen owls she had to care for. Pupils were asked to keep to their dormitory common rooms, as Argus Filch had gone out into the snow and he had not returned yet. There was no uproar yet, but people were on their guard.

The only soul to be seen roaming the Hogwarts grounds was a 16-year-old redhead from Gryffindor. She walked silently and effortlessly across the snow. Her tiny feet making hardly any imprints in the snow. Her black cloak billowed out around her, surrounding her and making her look like a black widow spider. Her usually pale face was flushed and her freckles stood out even more. Suddenly a shiver ran all the way up her spine. She shook her shoulders for a minute, looked around her and carried on walking.

Eventually she reached her favourite place. It was an old greenhouse, no longer used. It was tiny, only big enough to fit 10, maybe 12 people in. The windows were dirty, there were dead plants lining the floor and the walls, and a trap door. She'd longed to see what was behind the trap door for ages. But there was a lock on it, and no spell would break through it. It wasn't a muggle lock. Magically she conjured up a fire and placed it in the centre of the greenhouse. Then she sat down, cross legged on the floor.

Then she heard it, scratch…scratch…shuffle…scratch…thud…scratch…

Her heart flipped over and her eyes bulged. It was coming from the trap door! There was someone trapped on the other side of it. Then footsteps met the shuffling creature. They were cold, harsh, heavy footsteps. They met the shuffling creature at the trap door. Mumbling. Then-

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" The girl jumped, her eyes even wider, staring pointedly at the trap door. Then there was the sound of something, like a big bag of potatoes, being pulled away from the trap door. Then silence.

The girl began breathing heavily. Her mouth open in fear and her hands gripping the ground. Then more footsteps. A door opened and-

"Well, well, well. What are you doing here, Ginny Weasley?"

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