Chapter One: The Beginning

It was a dark and stormy night in London, England; but Ginerva Weasley did not care. In fact, she was in her room, packing her bags for yet another year at Hogwarts of Witchcraft and Wizardry. So many people thought her to be poor, ugly, and lonely; but what they did not understand was that Ginny Weasley was not poor, nor was she ugly. She may be extremely thin and lonely, but broke and unattractive are two of the traits she did not posess.

She had managed to get a job over the summer, and had saved up every cent she earned. If you added that to the money she had gotten from her father before he passed away last year, she had well over 1,000 galleons. That was more money than she had ever dreamed of, but even with this, what her mother didn't realize was that her daughter was so far gone from the world that she had resorted to slitting her wrists and starving herself. Why? Because she wasn't happy.

The Golden Trio didn't pay any attention to her, Tom Riddle still came to her in nightmares, her father wasn't there, and her mother had been almost completely ignoring her the entire summer. Instead, Molly opted to spend her precious attention on Ron, yet another person who seemed to forget she existed.

Although her father had died last year and she had not gotten over his death, she still wished that he was here to help her and guide her through her life. The only time Ginny would get attention would be when she got into trouble. But when she does something good, like receive more O.W.L.'s than even Hermione, she wouldn't get a "Congratulations, Gin!" or a "Way to go Ginny! I'm so proud of you!" All she would get would be a "Go clean your room, Ginerva" or "Go degnome the garden." She would get nothing else.

Finally finished with packing her trunk and bags, Ginny took out a book she had bought from Diagon Alley and started to read. She was not able to concentrate on even the first line in the novel, and after several tries she threw the book down, disgusted with herself. After a moment, she got off of her bed and went to her newly packed trunk and opened it up. Rummaging through it, she reached the bottom to pull out a sterling silver blade that had a symbol of fire on the handle. It was the only thing that she had spent her father's money on. She looked down at it longingly before putting the cold, sharp blade to the skin of her pale wrist. Silently, yet slowly, she drew the knife across, watching as a small line of red appeared staining her pale wrist. She continued to watch as the blood started to slowly ooze out of the self inflicted wound. It was beautifully fascinating to her.

She was startled when she heard what had to be her mother's footsteps coming. Quickly she put her blade away and grabbed a towel to wipe up the few drops of blood that had gone astry falling on her dresser. Knowing her mother was almost at the door she shut off the lights and slipped into her bed, pretending to be asleep as she heard the door quietly creek open.

She held her breath as her mother looked into the darkened room for a moment before turning away. Hearing the door finally close, she opened her eyes and sighed desolately. Thinking of her first year in Hogwarts, her eyes glazed over. I'll never get over it will I?, she asked herself. The girl looked back down at her fresh cut. She hadn't cut deep enough for it to bleed much longer. She willed herself not to let her tears fall. Tears were a sign of weakness. Why the hell can't I get over it? Sighing once more, she closed her eyes and willed herself to sleep.

Several hours later, she was woken up to a very persistent banging on her bedroom door. Groaning, she looked at her alarm clock and noticed that it was just before six in the morning. Knowing it would probably be one of two people, she groaned into her pillow before sliding off her bed to the door. Whipping it open, she looked haughtily at a red-faced Ron. Annoyed, she asked him in a tired tone, "What do you want, Ronald?"

He looked at her, a completely smug look on his face, proud that he had woken her from her sleep. He wanted her to suffer. From what he heard in the middle of the night, he knew that she was still having nightmares from her first year; but he didn't care. He didn't remember a time that he ever had.

"Mum wants you. Plus I want you to hurry! I promised Harry and Hermione that we'd be there, and we're already going to miss them! I told them I'll be there at 11:00 a.m. and it's already 6:00. So hurry up." He turned on his heel and started to walk away when she yelled back at him.

"Oh, so we're going to miss precious Harry Potter and the know-it-all. What, are you fucking them or something?" Seeing his blank stare, she continued. "Well I feel sorry for them."

The last word she heard from him before she shut the door was a muffled, "Bitch!"

'Takes one to know one...' she thought idly. Rolling her eyes, she turned to survey her room. Sighing, she opened the door and while ignoring her brother, she went to the bathroom to have a shower, and get ready for the long day ahead, of which she knew she would not appreciate one bit.

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Arriving at Kings Cross Station, Ginny got out as quickly as she could and hurried herself over to the platform ignoring her family's loud protests. Heading down to Platform 9 ¾, she walked lazily through the barrier to see a jumble of bustling students, all saying goodbye to their families. Their warm, loving families.

She turned her head before she allowed her emotions to take control of her and climbed up the steps of the Hogwarts Express. Walking at a steady pace, she started to look through the glass windows searching for an empty compartment. Not really looking where she was going, she ended up walking into someone and knocking herself to the floor.

Landing with an 'Oof!', Ginny quickly looked up to see who she had run into. 'This is not my day…' she thought bitterly as she stood to address whoever she had bumped into. Looking up to see Draco Malfoy, she noticed that he was also surprised to see her. Covering up her surprise, "Like what you see Malfoy?" she asked, smirking.

Ginny saw him shake his head. "You would wish so, wouldn't you? You're covered in dirt, and in shabby looking robes that cover your whole entire body. Why would I like what I see, when all I see is filth?" he asked, sneering at her.

She glared at him, affronted. "Never, ever say that again. Now get out of my way," she said, pushing him away from her roughly; walking straight into an empty compartment she had seen while talking to him.

Finally getting into her compartment, she closed the door, locking it after her. The girl looked around smugly, glad she had an empty compartment to herself for the first time ever. After putting her stuff on top of the luggage holder, she got out her book, and tried to concentrate on what she was reading when she heard someone outside. Annoyed, she put her book down gently and straightened up, putting a firm scowl on her face. She got up off her comfortable seat, walked over to the door, and opened it. She was surprised to see who was at the door.

With a smirk, she said, "What are you doing here Malfoy? Come to have another go? Well I'm sorry, but I'm not really in the mood for another round of your petty arguments. If you'll excuse me…" She trailed off, but before she could close the door, Malfoy had blocked it. He glared at her.

"Not so fast Weaslette. I'm not even finished with you. Since there are no more empty compartments, we're going to have to share; not that I'm pleased about this. So if you will excuse me, I would like some peace and quiet. Oh, by the way, what happened with you and your pathetic little friends that you kept on trailing behind? You know the Golden Trio? I'm sure they would enjoy your pathetic company more than I." He said sneering; making her eyes flash in pure rage.

It was gone as fast as it came, making Malfoy wonder if it was even there to begin with. Shaking his head, he pushed his way into the compartment, and sat himself down by the window, completely ignoring the youngest Weasel.

A/N: Alright, here's the revised version for this story! Hope you guys will continue reading and reviewing! I'd also like to thank my newly improved Beta Mrs. T. Felton! So if there are any mistakes, blame it on her lol. Just kidding! Review please!