Ok... most characters don't belong to me.  They belong to J.K. and I will forever envy her talent and only hope that I could become a good as writer as her. (I seriously doubt that) Anyway…hope you enjoy this chapter.

A Sudden Change in House

            Oh my god!  I think I am going to throw up!  I had another incident with Malfoy today.  I was walking through the courtier on the 4th floor, right after I had Charms.  I was minding my own business and thinking about a poem that I had to jot down before I forgot when two strong hands seized me.  They pushed me against the wall and my head hit hard.  I didn't even feel it because I was so scared.  I didn't know who it was at the moment but I was pretty sure it was Malfoy.  I looked up into his grey eyes and  my guess was right.  His eyes were so grey, grayer than I have ever seen them.  They looked like dark, grey rain clouds and if I had stared at them any longer I would probably see lighting flash across them, with howling wind.  I realized I was staring and looked away, casting my glance to the floor.   "Well Weasley, we meet again," he said and laughing wickedly at the fright in my eyes.  The laughter cut through me like a knife, its cold tip slicing my skin.  I knew I was scared but I didn't know why.   I got my wits back though, and my fear turned to hate. 

            "I didn't meet you anywhere!" I said bitterly.  He only smirked. 

            "Well, I just thought you could use some pointers, after all I am in Slytherin.  The first rule is always expect the unexpected and two- trust no one.  I would advise you to remember that when the time comes."  He took one hand and gently put a stray piece or red hair behind my ear and vanished, just as quickly as he had appeared.  I was soo confused.  One moment he was being mean and the next he was being gentle?  Malfoy being gentle? Please!  I must have been seeing things.  And what was with the Slytherin rules?  Did he know something I didn't?  The funny thing is that, that wasn't the point in my day when I felt like I had to throw up.  No, it gets worse.

            I was lucky it was dinner time and when I got there the plates were already full.  I sat down quietly hoping Ron wouldn't notice.  Too late.  "Ginny, where were you?" Ron said sharply, but I could tell he really didn't care.  He was only making sure I wasn't making any trouble because Mom would be on his case and we all know how he HATES that.

            "I had to speak with Flitwick about a charm I just can't seem to get the hang of, that's all."  Quick thinking Gin.  This seemed to satisfy him and he started talking to Harry about Quidditch.  Hermione was in her own world, probably worrying that her essay for Snape, that is 6 feet long, is too short.  I am not really fond of Hermione she can really be a bit of a drag.  She always talks about grades and about herself.  I am sure she is totally different around Ron and Harry but I think she just does it around me because I don't think she likes me very much.  I think she still blames me for what happened in my first year.  She doesn't trust me.  I am quite happy with my friendship with Jillian.  Speaking of Jillian she doesn't look like she bought that story one bit.  So, I mouthed across the table, tell you later.  This seemed to satisfy her but she kept glancing at me.  I love it when she is worried about me.  It makes me feel that she cares about me as a friend.  Just then the Dumbledore stood up and the hall went quiet.  I noticed Malfoy was paying attention and that surprised me. 

            "Students, I would like to wish you all a good Christmas break whether you are staying here or not.  Now, for those of you who are leaving tomorrow morning the carriages will be waiting to take you to the train.  I wish you a safe journey.  And now for those of you who are staying I have a bit of a surprise!  Since not many people are staying one person from each house will have to live at a different house for the whole vacation.  You will have to make friends and peace between the houses.  The four people were chosen because we thought that you would do the best job of finally uniting certain house rivalries," Dumbledore looked at the Gryffindor and Slytherin tables and began again, "Please do not let us down.  I will read names.  Cho Chang…will go to Hufflepuff, (Harry moaned) Jessie Mills…will go to Ravenclaw, Pansy Parkinson…will go to Gryffindor," there were many moans of protest especially from Pansy but Dumbledore went one, "And to Slytherin will go…(Dumbledore paused dramatically and seemed to very amused by its effect) Ginny Weasley.

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Well, there you have it.  I am sitting in my room.  I have no idea what I am going to do.  Ron was outraged which made me mad because he doesn't even know I exist until something happens that he doesn't like.  Its like I am on a line and Ron can only see me from a certain distance of outrage.  Many people wanted to see how this would turn out said that they wanted to stay.  Dumbledore told them that if they said they were going then they are.  No exceptions.  So now I am sitting up her dreading what tomorrow will bring.  Now I remember what Malfoy had told me.  He said you might want to remember that when the time comes!  He knew.  He knew this was going to happen!  Snape must have told him.  He is going to make my Christmas hell.  The only good thing is that I have my own room.  And thank god because if they left me alone with the Slytherin girls I would probably suffer a long and terrible death.   Dumbledore sent me a letter saying what I was allowed and his expectations.  He also said that if I refuse he will be very disappointed.  I didn't want to disappoint him so I guess I'll just have to do it.  I wrote back to Dumbledore and told him I would do it and try my hardest.  Maybe it won't be so bad.  Being a Slytherin might change the way I look at the world.  It will certainly be a very sudden change indeed.

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            I can't believe Weasley is coming to Slytherin.  Dumbledore told us we had to be nice.  Great.  Just great.  I can't be in the same room as her let alone the same house.  What am I going to do?  I can't stop thinking about her and earlier in the day I could have slapped my self for what I did!  Putting her hair behind her ear.  What will she think?  What was I think?  I can't let her figure me out.  I just can't!  Malfoy's don't fall for Weasley's and that's That!

How was it?  I promise it gets a whole lot better.  And with the rules, I put them in for a reason and you will find out in a later chapter.  R&R (if you feel like it) J  Thanx to all you people who reviewed my last chapter!