Chapter 1: Insults, Retorts and Sarcasm with a Touch of Revenge
Rain splashed against the windows of the train, creating a tranquil thudding noise in the cozy compartment. On the seat lay a girl with red hair fast asleep. Looking at this, most people would think this was a completely normal, everyday event. However, most people---most people would be wrong.
This wasn't just any train; this was the Hogwarts Express. Nor was this just any girl, this was Ginerva Weasley, an extraordinary witch and students at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Most people didn't know how extraordinary Ginerva, or Ginny (as she preferred to be called), was. She didn't really know herself. The only ones who did know were not those who one would want to know, those of hatred and power.
Ginny woke as her compartment door slid open.
"Hiya Ginny!" exclaimed a voice.
"Hello Colin," she replied groggily.
Colin Creevy was one of Ginny's best friends. He was one of the only ones who didn't treat her differently after the "incident" in her first year. After the "incident" whispers would follow her throughout the halls of Hogwarts, some curious, some fearful, and some hostile. She always did her best just to ignore them, but it was difficult. Luckily, over the years the whispers and rumors had died down.
"How was your summer?"
"Not too bad, I stayed at Order headquarters for most of it. It was a bit dull though. Except for the day that Fred and George put spiders in Ron's pants. It was hilarious, he was trying to impress Hermoine by acting all manly and all of a sudden there are spiders crawling out of his pants and he is screaming like a girl."
"I wish I had been there!" laughed Colin. "Did Fred and George ever try to play a joke on you?"
"Yes, but they learned a valuable lesson from it."
"What did you do?"
"Let's just say that they didn't enjoy our end of the summer feast as much as everyone else. Oh, and they no longer wonder what it is like to be a girl."
"Remind me never to get on your bad side!" laughed Colin.
Ginny smiled. Out of all her brothers, she probably took after Fred and George the most. However, she had characteristics from all of her family: Her mother's cooking skills, her father's curiosity, a bit of Ron's temper (only a bit), Percy's book smarts, Charlie's love of animals, and Bill's good looks. Growing up with six brothers was not an easy task, so Ginny could handle herself most of the time.
Colin and Ginny started playing Wizards Chess and were having a lovely time, that is until the compartment door slid open.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here? A Harry Potter Fan Club meeting?"
"Go away Malfoy."
Draco Malfoy glared at the redheaded girl in front of him. Then he sneered at her.
"I am not going anywhere, least of all when riffraff like you tells me to."
"Well then, if you were so eager to join the Harry Potter Fan Club, you could have just asked," replied Ginny with a sweet smile.
"Oh, yes, I would love to join. It would be my fondest wish to grovel at The Boy Who Lived's feet. 'May I lick your shoes Harry Potter.' Oh, I would faint just to have him look at me!"
"Well, Malfoy. Good job. The first step is admitting you have a problem," smiled Colin.
"Or a billion," mentioned Ginny.
"At least I am not a mudblood or a dirt-poor, pathetic Weasley."
"Oooo, that hurts Malfoy," said Ginny, feigning pain.
"What is going on here," entered a new voice.
"Malfoy was just telling us how much he would love to lick your shoes."
Harry sent a glare towards Malfoy. Harry Potter was Ginny's brother, Ron's, best friend, Ginny's former crush, former being the key word, and the hero of the wizarding world.
"And Malfoy should be fainting anytime now, too," added in Colin.
Malfoy just sent Ginny and Colin a look of contempt.
"Potty, Weasel, Mudblood," he nodded as he left the compartment with his two big oafs, Crabbe and Goyle, who would not be even be noticed if it wasn't for their towering size.
"What was that about?" asked Hermoine, Harry and Ron's best friend, know-it-all, and Ron's crush (even if he did not realize it).
"Just Malfoy being Malfoy," shrugged Ginny.
"Okay, well we were just going to let you know that we will be at Hogwarts soon."
"Thanks," said Ginny.
After the compartment door closed, Ginny slumped back into the seat.
"Gits," she muttered.
"Who?" questioned Colin.
"All of them."
"Reasoning?"
"Well, for Malfoy it is a given. Then for the "Trio," it is not like they were really coming to tell us anything. They just saw Malfoy and were wondering what he was up to. They have acted like I didn't exist for years. None of them have been able to look me straight in the eye since the 'incident.' Every once in a while one of them will talk to me a bit, but otherwise they hardly ever even say 'hello.'"
"I am sorry, Gin. I agree, they have been absolutely awful to you. I have noticed it. I think I should go give them a piece of my mind, but Harry still thinks I am a stalker."
Ginny laughed. "Thanks anyway. I will just leave it be. It is their last year though, so we should plot some revenge on them before they leave."
"Excellent," Colin grinned.
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A/N—This is my first Fan Fiction ever. It has been greatly influenced by other fan fictions I have read and of course influenced by Harry Potter. This story was written before Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, so any inconsistencies should be ignored. This story contains many Harry potter Fan Fiction cliches. You have been warned. Also, the shoe licking part is from Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets.
Thanks for reading!
---Eccentric Winston