The Heir of Ravenclaw

(AN: hey yall, if you haven't already guessed, I'm a Nashvagasin. This is my first fic so don't hurt me runs to hide under nearby table. P.S. Ginny's name really is Ginevera check it out at ALIGN="CENTER">(AN: Book five NEVER happened, Sirius is tanning in Acapulco during this story)

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CH 1

Getting ready to scream out in anger, she threw the letter on her bed. 'Living with this many brothers is probably going to effect my health,' she thought angrily as she picked up her pre-opened and probably pre-read letter from the bed.

Dear Ginevera,

If this doesn't go directly to you it will go blank until its in your capable hands.- Well that will make me sleep easy tonight, she thought as she read on.-Do not speak of this to anyone except Hermione because she can only help you in the days to come. You won't be able to any way. Any time you are about to divulge this letters existence, you will suddenly have really bad diarrhea and need to leave. On to business…-this was starting to worry Ginny, she never had a letter like this and it was freaking her out.-…you are the only direct descendant of Rowena Ravenclaw. At the start of term you will meet me in my office to discuss this after the feast. Something dark is going to fall over our beloved Hogwarts and you need to know your heritage to prepare for it.

Albus Dumbledore

"Great just great, I get grounded for chucking my plate of lasagna at Ron, I get a letter saying I will get diarrhea if I tell its secrets, my birthday is today, I'm really nervous about my new boyfriend, and to top it all off I am talking to the ghoul from the attic." she shook her head to clear it after that last bit of ranting, did she just say that the ghoul that has been haunting her attic since she was born, has decided to talk to the youngest Weasley. To her surprise he even started laughing.

"You funny," he said with a bucktoothed grin, then went back to the attic.

"Shit," was all that escaped from her lips before Ron burst in the door.

"Who the Hell was in here just a second ago? Hmmm. Your grounded if you can't remember dear sister, so spill!" It would have been a humorous site if the situation was different. His hair was still covered in melted cheese and marinara sauce that now match his complexion perfectly.

"It was only the ghoul, shouldn't you know? I mean, I can hear him in your room every night," she paused to let this take affect. Soon enough, he opened his mouth to protest at this accusation." Or is it just one of the neighborhood girls coming through your window to visit. I believe her name is Eve, I wonder what mum will say when she finds out?" his face drained of all color at this news.

"How did you know about Eve?" he said in whisper.

"My ears and eyes are always open my poor dear Ronikins. Which reminds me, please shut your window when she visits. I was on a midnight flight and your window was wide open, imagine my horror to see my big brother loose his innocence in front of me." a satisfied grin played across her face at these words. "Now stay away from me for the rest of the summer, don't even think about talking to me for the rest of the summer. Anyway, I'm going to ask Dad for something at breakfast and I want to make sure that you are there." She winked and pushed him out of the room to think about the events of only a day ago on the way home from Hogwarts, how her friends were so distant with her. She shivered in the warm cheery room as that memory of why they were so distant flooded in her mind's eye.

"Dad, can I volunteer at Azkaban to help the psychotic prisoners survive day to day? I'll feed and care for them over the summer. It will help you so much at the office. Imagine, Dad, your daughter, braving the dementors to help poor prisoners." Her family stared in utter disbelief. Ron was horrified, Why is she going to put herself in such danger? She gave her dad those big puppy dog eyes, and he gave in after a few seconds. The real reason she wanted to do it had no relevance to "poor" prisoners, in truth she didn't give a damn about them. She just wanted to get away… from Ron and the terrible thing that happened at the end of her 5th year.

FLASHBACK

Her friends are closing in on her as she backs into a corner. "Why Emily, Marie, Opal? What are you going to do? I don't understand we're friends." she was on the verge of tears. Being tricked into a room and cornered by people you once counted as friends does that to a person.

"I promise it will be painless, of course, I can't remember my bite that well," said Emily with the utmost sincerity while licking her fangs expectantly. She bit down on the soft skin of Ginny's neck while the other girls took out knives. In her last moments of consciousness she saw Opal, her eyes purple in sadness and Marie, tears falling silently for her friend, slit one of their wrists and let the blood ooze onto her fang marked neck before all was blackness.

What Ginny didn't see was a sacred right being done on her that was unheard of by any wizard. "When a vampire, a mermaid, and a dragon give their blood to the One, she will be invincible to the darkness, Thgil lliw liaverp rof eht serutaerc fo cigam!" the three friends quietly spoke as Emily finally opened her wrist and let a solitary drop fall, finishing the spell.

END FLASHBACK

Ginny quietly followed her father to the ministers office, thinking of those events that she has dreamed of since it happened. When she woke up her hand would immediately go to her neck, there were the marks still red on her skin, marking her for all her life, which might be an eternity. Suddenly, she is jerked away from her morbid thoughts to answer the questions of the Minister.

He had a slight suspicion that the girl might not be what she seemed when he saw he clutch her neck but dismissed it. After bombarding her with questions he approved of it. It will give the prisoners something to do. To have new blood after all this time…. He thought, smirking in the process, what he didn't know was that Ginny heard him.

After "the incident" she could hear peoples thoughts and many things related to the power of dragons, vampires, and even merepeople but had no side effects (ex.-can't speak above water, have a sensitivity to light and the area around the eyes). Her looks were even tweaked. Her skin became paler, her eye color changed with her mood, and she became so beautiful anyone who looked at her would fall on their knees as if she were royalty (only when she wanted them to of course).

Leaving the ministry she looks back and has a sudden vision of it in ruble. She leaned in on her father while a portkey took them home.

This will be my last day with my family. I will be in Azkaban, then thrown back Hogwarts. At least I will have a chance to question my "friends" there, Ginny thought ruthlessly. She ate dinner silently while Ron was thinking of ways to keep her away from Azkaban.

After dinner she went directly to her room, listening to Ron's quiet footsteps, her hearing has improved greatly. Without warning she turns around and grabbed his collar before he got away. "I'm going and nothing is going to stop me dear Ronikins. Not even your feeble excuses can keep me nailed to this place!" Pushing him away, he hit the opposite wall with such force that it knocked him out as she walked calmly to her room.

The next day her anger at Ron had subsided slightly. The future seemed to be a dark cloud shedding no light on what is to come. She took the same portkey that led her to the ministry in her hand and was whisked away.

Standing alone on the Island, a foreboding doom weighed down in her chest. Five weeks in there… Well its too late for second thoughts! Her courage warmed her soul and with one push, the door to Azkaban prison slowly creaked open.

(AN: not bad walks around the story everything seems in order. Well next chapter shall grace these internet pages soon!)