A/N: So here it is, the third chapter. I hope you've enjoyed my story so
far. If you're wondering when the Draco/Ginny romance will be coming in I
should tell you that I hope to have some sexual (kissing) tension between
the two. To tell you the truth, I can't wait for it either. Hope you enjoy
the new chapter.
Last time on Innocent Black rose:....The whole ride was really awkward..... I got out of the carriage kind of in a hurry. I didn't want to be stuck with the perfect Gryffindor three any longer than I had to. Harry had been making googly eyes at Hermione the whole way, and Ron stared at them rolling his eyes. He whispered into my ear a couple of times telling me he thought the pair seating across from us should get a room. I just shrugged him off and stared out the window.
Students were piling into the Great Hall. We all had to be seated before the first years came. Of course we all knew that they wouldn't be arriving for a while because first years always took the long way to the castle. However the teachers tended to make us rush. In fact I think that Professor Snape finds it funny.
I took a seat at the end of the Gryffindor table. I had a good view of the Slytherin table and a clear path to the main doors. Students began to chat among friends. No one talked to me. No one wanted to talk to me. I preferred it that way actually. There was no one to annoy me, no one to betray me, but there was also no one to comfort me in my time of need. I was all alone. A single tear ran down my cheek. I quickly wiped it away before anyone noticed. That was the last thing I needed.
The doors suddenly burst open, and first years filed into the Hall. The whole bunch looked nervous, some even looked terrified. I'm sure some older sibling told them they had to do something perilous just to be sorted. Fred and George had done it Ronald. It seemed to be the thing to do. Love torturing First years.
A few of the students looked a little wet. Peeves had probably thrown water balloons at them. He seemed to think that was funny and played the same prank every year. The only thing Peeves was afraid of was the Bloody Baron, the Slytherin ghost.
I look at these children and think about my first year. I had been tricked into opening the chamber of secrets. I almost died that year. Now I see these First years. They are so young. They won't have to go through what I did. I almost wish that I was one of them, so I could redo my first year and not be traumatised by the experience.
Professor McGonagall began to call students names and one by one they sat on the stool and had their houses called out by the sorting hat. Gryffindor first years were Janet Longbottom (Neville's cousin), Mark Hanna, Alice McCormicks, Daniel Boorstin, and Catherine Treasure. All were muggle born with the exception of Janet.
Hufflepuff only got two new members; Aidan Brice and Shemaine Thornton. Ravenclaw didn't get a single first year. I guess there was no stuck ups this year. And Slytherin had just as many first years as Gryffindor. Gage Hugh, Lucy Parkinson (Pansy's little sister), Mandy Bulstrode, Justin Dutch, and Samuel Minolta. All were from wizarding families.
The Great Hall was again in an up roar. The houses were welcoming there new students. Others were crying because they didn't have anyone to welcome. I just sat there waiting patiently for the feast to end.
Professor Dumbledore stood up and the whole hall went silent. "Welcome to another year at Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. Let the feast begin." He snapped his fingers and the food appeared on the table. The first Years ooooooohed and aaahhhed.
The feast went by it's normal, boring pace and soon Professor Dumbledore stood up again. "All right everyone pick your favourite tune and sing the school song."
Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwarts, Teach us something please, Wether we be old and bald Or young with scabby knees, Our heads could do with filling With some interesting stuff, For now they're bare and full of air, Dead flies and bits of fluff, So teach us things worth knowing, Bring back what we've forgot, Just do your best, we'll do the rest, And learn until our brains all rot.
After everyone was done the Headmaster told us to go to bed. And that was the end of the day.
A/N: I so feel like stopping it here but I won't be so mean. So here's the rest.
I jolted awake. It was early in the morning and the sun was shining through the window. My room mates were still asleep. Then why had I woken up? It was then that I heard the soft tapping noise. I turned to open the window, and an elf owl flew into the room. It dropped a letter on my bed then flew out again.
It was only the second day of school; who would be sending me a letter already? I doubt it would be a letter from my parents or even from one of my brothers. I don't have any friends, so who was it from? My curiosity was killing me. I tore open the envelope. The letter read.
Miss Virginia Weasley, Headmaster Dumbledore requests your audience in his office an hour before breakfast. Please don't be late.
Professor Minerva McGonagall Deputy Headmistress
PS: The password is Corn Flakes
I looked at the clock that hung above the doorway. It read 5:30. Breakfast starts at seven o'clock. That only gave me half an hour to get to Dumbledore's office. Not really enough time considering the staircases like to move and I wasn't even dressed yet. I jumped out of bed and quickly got dressed, brushed my teeth and hair. I was in the common room in no less than 5 mins.
There I found Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, and my brother Ronald Weasley. They were heading out the portrait hole when they turned around and saw me.
"Go back to bed Ginny." Ron said rather bossy like.
"I can't. Dumbledore wants me in his office." I told them. The three looked at each other in wonder, or rather confusion.
"Why would Dumbledore want to speak to you?" Potter asked. Harry didn't like me so much. In fact I think he hated me just as much as he hated Draco Malfoy. I think it was when I dyed my hair but I can't be sure. It didn't matter anyway. I didn't like him either.
I shrugged my shoulders and went out the portrait hole. The fabulous three followed me. "Why are you following me?" I turned around to ask.
"Because Dumbledore wants to talk to us as well!" Hermione shouted. She was always so rude to me. Can't blame her though, I was just as rude to her.
I turned back around and continued on my way. I didn't talk to the fabulous three the whole way there, and they didn't try to start a conversation with me. Soon enough we came to the stone gargoyle. "Corn Flakes" I said. The Gargoyle turned revelling a stair case that would lead to Dumbledore's office. We climbed the stairs silently. We soon came upon a oak door. Potter knocked on the door. We all waited patiently then door opened and we heard Dumbledore's voice "Come in, come in."
And we did. But I was surprised to see that three other students were in the office. Not just any students, but Slytherin students. Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zambini, and Pansy Parkinson sat infront of the Headmasters desk, gazing at the four Gryffindors that just walked in.
A/N: I know, I know. It's another short chapter. Sorry. But I'm sick and need to go to sleep. Again Review, flame or don't do anything at all. It's all good.
Last time on Innocent Black rose:....The whole ride was really awkward..... I got out of the carriage kind of in a hurry. I didn't want to be stuck with the perfect Gryffindor three any longer than I had to. Harry had been making googly eyes at Hermione the whole way, and Ron stared at them rolling his eyes. He whispered into my ear a couple of times telling me he thought the pair seating across from us should get a room. I just shrugged him off and stared out the window.
Students were piling into the Great Hall. We all had to be seated before the first years came. Of course we all knew that they wouldn't be arriving for a while because first years always took the long way to the castle. However the teachers tended to make us rush. In fact I think that Professor Snape finds it funny.
I took a seat at the end of the Gryffindor table. I had a good view of the Slytherin table and a clear path to the main doors. Students began to chat among friends. No one talked to me. No one wanted to talk to me. I preferred it that way actually. There was no one to annoy me, no one to betray me, but there was also no one to comfort me in my time of need. I was all alone. A single tear ran down my cheek. I quickly wiped it away before anyone noticed. That was the last thing I needed.
The doors suddenly burst open, and first years filed into the Hall. The whole bunch looked nervous, some even looked terrified. I'm sure some older sibling told them they had to do something perilous just to be sorted. Fred and George had done it Ronald. It seemed to be the thing to do. Love torturing First years.
A few of the students looked a little wet. Peeves had probably thrown water balloons at them. He seemed to think that was funny and played the same prank every year. The only thing Peeves was afraid of was the Bloody Baron, the Slytherin ghost.
I look at these children and think about my first year. I had been tricked into opening the chamber of secrets. I almost died that year. Now I see these First years. They are so young. They won't have to go through what I did. I almost wish that I was one of them, so I could redo my first year and not be traumatised by the experience.
Professor McGonagall began to call students names and one by one they sat on the stool and had their houses called out by the sorting hat. Gryffindor first years were Janet Longbottom (Neville's cousin), Mark Hanna, Alice McCormicks, Daniel Boorstin, and Catherine Treasure. All were muggle born with the exception of Janet.
Hufflepuff only got two new members; Aidan Brice and Shemaine Thornton. Ravenclaw didn't get a single first year. I guess there was no stuck ups this year. And Slytherin had just as many first years as Gryffindor. Gage Hugh, Lucy Parkinson (Pansy's little sister), Mandy Bulstrode, Justin Dutch, and Samuel Minolta. All were from wizarding families.
The Great Hall was again in an up roar. The houses were welcoming there new students. Others were crying because they didn't have anyone to welcome. I just sat there waiting patiently for the feast to end.
Professor Dumbledore stood up and the whole hall went silent. "Welcome to another year at Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. Let the feast begin." He snapped his fingers and the food appeared on the table. The first Years ooooooohed and aaahhhed.
The feast went by it's normal, boring pace and soon Professor Dumbledore stood up again. "All right everyone pick your favourite tune and sing the school song."
Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwarts, Teach us something please, Wether we be old and bald Or young with scabby knees, Our heads could do with filling With some interesting stuff, For now they're bare and full of air, Dead flies and bits of fluff, So teach us things worth knowing, Bring back what we've forgot, Just do your best, we'll do the rest, And learn until our brains all rot.
After everyone was done the Headmaster told us to go to bed. And that was the end of the day.
A/N: I so feel like stopping it here but I won't be so mean. So here's the rest.
I jolted awake. It was early in the morning and the sun was shining through the window. My room mates were still asleep. Then why had I woken up? It was then that I heard the soft tapping noise. I turned to open the window, and an elf owl flew into the room. It dropped a letter on my bed then flew out again.
It was only the second day of school; who would be sending me a letter already? I doubt it would be a letter from my parents or even from one of my brothers. I don't have any friends, so who was it from? My curiosity was killing me. I tore open the envelope. The letter read.
Miss Virginia Weasley, Headmaster Dumbledore requests your audience in his office an hour before breakfast. Please don't be late.
Professor Minerva McGonagall Deputy Headmistress
PS: The password is Corn Flakes
I looked at the clock that hung above the doorway. It read 5:30. Breakfast starts at seven o'clock. That only gave me half an hour to get to Dumbledore's office. Not really enough time considering the staircases like to move and I wasn't even dressed yet. I jumped out of bed and quickly got dressed, brushed my teeth and hair. I was in the common room in no less than 5 mins.
There I found Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, and my brother Ronald Weasley. They were heading out the portrait hole when they turned around and saw me.
"Go back to bed Ginny." Ron said rather bossy like.
"I can't. Dumbledore wants me in his office." I told them. The three looked at each other in wonder, or rather confusion.
"Why would Dumbledore want to speak to you?" Potter asked. Harry didn't like me so much. In fact I think he hated me just as much as he hated Draco Malfoy. I think it was when I dyed my hair but I can't be sure. It didn't matter anyway. I didn't like him either.
I shrugged my shoulders and went out the portrait hole. The fabulous three followed me. "Why are you following me?" I turned around to ask.
"Because Dumbledore wants to talk to us as well!" Hermione shouted. She was always so rude to me. Can't blame her though, I was just as rude to her.
I turned back around and continued on my way. I didn't talk to the fabulous three the whole way there, and they didn't try to start a conversation with me. Soon enough we came to the stone gargoyle. "Corn Flakes" I said. The Gargoyle turned revelling a stair case that would lead to Dumbledore's office. We climbed the stairs silently. We soon came upon a oak door. Potter knocked on the door. We all waited patiently then door opened and we heard Dumbledore's voice "Come in, come in."
And we did. But I was surprised to see that three other students were in the office. Not just any students, but Slytherin students. Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zambini, and Pansy Parkinson sat infront of the Headmasters desk, gazing at the four Gryffindors that just walked in.
A/N: I know, I know. It's another short chapter. Sorry. But I'm sick and need to go to sleep. Again Review, flame or don't do anything at all. It's all good.