(AN: Hey I want REVIEWS I won't write without more criticism people!)

Disclaimer: If I had one wish…think for a second. I'D BE J.K.R. DAMN IT!

CH 2

On with the story:

The door opened and the inside of Azkaban was revealed to Ginny, dark, dank, dismal, and dirty. I'm gonna need a dementor cleaning crew! Maybe the petty criminals will volunteer, I sure don't want any deatheaters of mass murderers near cleaning chemicals. She was so engrossed in her thoughts, she didn't notice the cold that comes with close proximity to dementors hadn't come. On the contrary, she felt less fearful in the prison than at home, almost. It didn't have a homey touch to it, though.

A loud screech emitted from her pocket signaled her arrival to anyone with ears. The mini Hungarian Horntail that Harry gave Ginny for her fourteenth birthday had snuck in there to be with her mistress. The poor dragon thought that she would be stuck with Ron, so she was desperate. All heads turned Ginny's way. The dementors kneeled and the prisoners gaped at the dementors. They were honoring her presence, the One has come to visit we are honored, they thought in unison. (AN: kinda Matrix right, well TOO BAD if you don't like it) Rising they led her past the many cells. Her quarters were dark but not that dirty, only dusty from lack of inhabitants over the years. Pulling out her miniaturized suitcase, she returned it to full size with a flick of her wand. Its good to have personal permission to do magic from the minister of magic himself, she thought with a grin.

Once she was situated and had finished the exclusive tour she made everyone lunch, steak and kidney beans, to show that this will be their best summer in Azkaban. While on her rounds, Ginny noticed a young woman sitting in her prison singing "If only I had a plunger." Her eyes were full of mischief and life, unlike the other prisoners who seemed to have dark wells of despair for eyes.

"I see you are a volunteer. Fun! Usually they are incredibly depressed by now." she said in a happy tone as though unaware of the dementors passing her cell.

I'm actually happier here than at home. Isn't that weird? I am sick of being the little sister of too many shity overprotective brothers to count. Now I feel important and responsible, I'm even improving on my cooking! What are you in for? You don't seem like the deatheater type," Ginny felt that this girl was alright even though she WAS in Azkaban.

"I was put to a dare and farted the national anthem in the middle of a Quidditch final while my ass was under the sonorous spell," she smiled while saying this," although there was that plunger incidents," she muttered quiet enough for her not to hear.

"What a great dare! I'm Ginny by the way what's your name?"

"Its Cuwen (quen)," her hand reached through the bars and they shook hands.

The girls became fast friends in no time. The benefit of it was mutual, Ginny learned spells and Cuwen got someone to talk to and some info on the outside world. Their laughter would fill the halls as their plans for Ginny's dethroning of all her brother's talents. They decided how she would get all her N.E.W.T.s, excel as the chaser in Quidditch, pull the biggest prank in Hogwarts History, and much more! They were going to smuggle in a miniaturized dementor to terrorize the students, then set it aflame, maybe curse some people to say shitting every other word. The other prisoners soon listened everyday for their laughter. They thought it helped them regain sanity.

"Cuwen, what was your family like? I talk so much about mine what about you."

"Oh, well, there was this guy who lived in my house he called me his 'daughter' for some reason. After a while I booted him out to make my house ready for the king of cigam to come."

This answer led Ginny to believe that her friend was definitely insane, but it was push out of her mind when she heard the word "cigam".

"What do you mean cigam Cuwen?" she said in an innocent tone that masked all of her curiosity and need to know.

"Well, I believe that its part of a prophesy made in 1657 by an unknown Seer…" she rambled on about it. She would make a great History of Magic teacher, or better yet a DADA teacher with her knowledge of spells. No I'm getting off subject! I know I've heard that before but where?

-The Burrow-

"Look at all these letters to Ginny, Its only been a week since she left and her friends won't stop owling us! I mean we've not gotten 1 letter from her." Ron was slightly worried, he thought that by now Ginny would be begging us to be taken home. He remembered the powers of the dementors and shivered This is no good, I can feel it.

- Azkaban-

The summer passed to quickly for Ginny. She was so depressed that Cuwen wouldn't be with her at Hogwarts; she told her as much while petting her little dragon. Ginny decided to say goodbye to every prisoner personally and gave them each a little magic microphone so they can talk to her during the school year and they can hear some recent events (AN: She can turn it off for an important moment or a date if she wants) because she had developed a strong bond with each of them.

Ginny finally left the place she called home for five weeks. She had lost the portkey down the toilet so, she jumped into the ocean for she had no apparating license. She surprised herself as her feet turned smoothly to fin and gills appeared on her neck. She sped off to Diagon Alley for her school supplies. The swim was short and once on the mainland she innately turned into a dragon and flew above the clouds. She looked at her now scaled and clawed hands, confused. Flying to the top of the Leaky Cauldron, landed silently onto the roof, despite her size, became human, and her head spun. How did that happen? I just jumped in and changed, then got to the mainland and started flying. Did it have to do with the 'incident', or was it something else. She looked down at the edge of the building and simply walked down the wall, that is definitely a vampire trait.

She had many N.E.W.T.s in store for her, for she got all O's on her O.W.L.s. She worried that she wouldn't have enough money. In Gringotts, she said her name and a goblin took her to a different vault than normal. She was about to protest, but he opened it before she said a word. Inside, where had piles upon piles of Gold. There was a note that said:

To my true heir when she turns 16. This is my cut of plunder from my many campaigns before I founded Hogwarts. Bring the sword to Hogwarts, it will help you in the time to come. Gnirb eht ruof rehtgot ot taefed eht ssenkrad!

-Rowena R.-

At the base of one pile was a sword, a blue rose engraved in the pure silver hilt, the blade was steel. The sword warmed at her touch as though it was wanting for her and happy to see her. Ginny closed her eyes and the sword took over; it made her do extremely complex formations like a seasoned swordsmen. Picking up the note and a small pile of money she left. I know that language somewhere, I've seen eht, but where? I'll ask Hermione at Hogwarts.

I'm gonna have a shopping spree! Yays! She thought. Indeed she did shop, a Firebolt 3 that came out just today, all new supplies, new dress robes, and regular robes. Her last stop was the pet shop. Overcrowded and filled to the brim with animals, it was wonderful. She looked at all of the cages and she even asked the Azkaban prisoners for help, but they couldn't find one just right for their dear Ginny (AN: most of the prisoners love her for her cooking; ).

She left the store and down the street. By the time she finished ambling around all the stores were closed, everyone else had gone home. While looking around, she sees a shadow from the corner of her eye. Turning quickly a jet of blue light shot from her hand and hit something. After staring at her hands for a few seconds, she looked to see a Nundu encased in a cage of blue.

From the back of her mind she remembered the Nundu's diseased breath, she did a spell that destroyed it permanently. "So who are you my big friend?"

Even though you can't hear my thoughts I was looking for some food. I am starving. He looked into her eyes, it was such a pleading stare that she new he was telling the truth.

"People, a little help here. do you approve of him to be near me?"

"Yes, yes, yes! When a Nundu loose their breath they are completely harmless, they can be quite civilized you know!" Many others shouted their approval and none were against the idea. Some praised her for defeating the beast.

"What do you eat? I could already tell that you were starving. Don't look so surprised I can read anyone's thoughts. Would you like to come with me to school. At night, you can roam the castle and grounds."

I'd love to. I eat raw meat, anything but Human. I need my own territory really badly too, I'm the runt of the litter so I'm at the bottom of our social classes. He shook his massive black head, as though angry at himself for being smaller than his family had always hoped.

"I'm so sorry. If it makes you feel better, I'm the youngest and only girl in my family. Well, you can't hurt anyone now. As long as you don't attack any students with those weapons of mass destruction, you can live in my dorm," She staired pointedly at his claws and teeth, then set him free, walked beside him until they were at the end of the ally.

"Tomorrow we go to Hogwarts. We'll sleep on the roof of Kings Cross. That okay… what's your name?"

Angel of Death is what my mum called me, so why not Angel. I'll go anywhere with you, I trust you with my life. You know before when you were acting like it's a curse to be female? Well, in my culture you would be ahead of all the classes just cause of it. He purred and rubbed his head on her shoulder. She sighed at his kind remark and shrunk him to the size of a large cat. What happened? Why is everything so big?

"Its okay I just shrank you so people won't freak at seeing a giant cat following a teen," she said calmly, picking him up and petting him.

On the rooftop, Ginny summoned a meal of raw meat for her new friend. She made a bed for herself and fell fast asleep. What she didn't know was at that moment. Cuwen was using Ginny's Hungarian Horntail to melt the bars of her cell door, while singing "If only I had a Plunger" with more zeal than ever.