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somewhere.
Sugar-coated-evil: thanks gurl..
Chapter 3
Ginny and Draco walked calmly onto the Hogwarts Express. Since Ginny had been moved up a year, it was the last one for both of them.
Ginny looked up nervously at Draco. "Is it okay if I sit with you? I don't really want to be near the Dream Team. I understand if you want to be alone.."
Draco looked down at her. Since he was 6,3 and she was 5, 8 there was quite a difference.
"Gin, you don't need them. I'm going to show you some of my friends. Those you can call real friends. Of course you can sit with us. I wouldn't dream of leaving you so one of those bastards could come and take you. You're coming with me."
Ginny looked relieved, and took a good look around their surroundings. They had just entered a cabin full of Slytherins. Ginny recognized Blaise Zabini, Goyle, Crabbe, Millicent Bullstrode (who wasn't as ugly as people think), and Pansy Parkinson. There were two others that she didn't know.
Draco threw his head sideways, making eye contact with Blaise. Blaise nodded and followed him out. Ginny stood by the compartment door. Once they were outside Draco turned around to face Blaise.
"Yo, sup?" Blaise said, looking pointedly at Ginny. Most of the Zabini family spoke partly gangster style. Nobody knew when they would speak which way where. (AN/ confuse u people yet?)
"Blaise, this is Gin. She's like a sister to me and I don't want anything to happen to her. You talk to them?" Draco gestured at the other Slytherins.
"Yeah no problem Draco. Okay little lady, ya be so kind as to get yow fine little booty in here?" Blaise sauntered into the compartment, Ginny followed quietly behind him, beet red in the face.
"Oi! Listen up people. This here be Gin. Ya mess with her, and ya mess with us. Undastood?" Blaise tilted his head sideways. Everybody nodded their heads furiously. Nobody wanted to get on the bad side of Zabini and Malfoy.
"Now, ya'all get off yaw ass and present yaself." Blaise bobbed his head. In a normal tone he added. "One would think you all had manners."
Pansy stood up, not the slut she had been at Diagon Alley. She put a hand on her hip, and let the other one hang loosely by her side. She chewed gum, snapped a bubble and stared Ginny up and down. Finally she sighed, as if giving up.
"Parkinson. Pansy Parkinson." She gave Ginny a quick smile before sitting down again. Ginny smiled back, unsure of what to do.
Crabbe and Goyle stood up, grinning wickedly. They seemed to have their eyes glued to her ass.
"Crabbe and Goyle. Glad to meet your acquaintance Gin." Goyle said, shoving out a hand.
Ginny got mad and slapped the hand away.
"I'd believe it more if you'd stop stop staring at my ass while you said it." She snapped.
Crabbe and Goyle looked shocked, muttered an apology and sat down again. Everybody else in the compartment were smirking thoughtfully. (AN/ if that is possible)
"Millie" Ginny turned round to see Millicent Bulstrode offering her hand. She took it warmly.
Ginny turned to the last two.
A boy with messy dirty blond hair stood up.
"Alex Xayle" he smiled, a real, charming, smile. Ginny smiled back.
The last person, a girl with deep black hair in big ringlets was already standing.
"Raven Alexia Aunora" she said,"but call me Alexia or Lexy." As an afterthought she stuck out her hand. Ginny took it, and noticed that she had very long nails.
"Well. That's everybody. Now, you guys have to make sure that The-Boy-Who- Lived-To-Be-A-Pain-In-My-Ass, Mudblood and Weasel don't get near Gin. Am I understood?" Draco looked around. Everybody was nodding their heads.
"Alright! Lets roll people!" Blaise strolled out, followed by Ginny and Draco hand-in-hand and everybody else spread out around them so nobody could get into the tight circle they formed around the two.
The way to Hogwarts was fine, when they got into the carriages, Ginny found she could see the Thestrals and started sniffling a bit.
"Shhhh" Draco hushed Ginny.
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Once they got to the Great Hall, Ginny started toward the Gryffindor table out of habit. Draco and Blaise gently steered her the other way. As they all sat down on at the Slytherin table, everyone focused their attention on Dumbledore. Ginny however, looked across the hall to the Dream Team. Ron shot razorblade glares at her, Hermione (for once) looked confused and Harry was sending her death glares. If looks could kill, she'd be dead ten times over. Ginny smirked back at them, and started listening to Dumbledore.
"-and that reminds me. Today we have a student we felt needed to be resorted. As it is, she has already been moved up a class. Can Ginevra Weasley please come up here?"
As Ginny rose, three quarters of the Great Hall gasped. The Slytherins just pasted on knowing smirks.
"HUFFLEPUFF!"
The last first year scurried over to the Hufflepuff table.
(AN/Haha! You thought it was Ginny didn't you?)
Ginny sat down on the small stool and put the had over her head. It barely touched her hair before shouting;
"SLYTHERIN!"
Ginny stood up and placed the hat back on its stool. She then sauntered over to the Slytherin table to reclaim her seat. All eyes were on her, and she made sure she walked past the Gryffindor table before heading over to her table.
When she was halfway past, a livid Harry and Ron in a fit of hysterics gained in on either side of her. She just flashed them false cheerful smiles and continued walking without looking back. She ducked her head and avoided a punch from Ron, and stepped to the side just as Harry kicked at her and missed.
When they both regained their composure they saw Ginny had started walking again. They stalked up behind her again, but she was already at the Slytherin table. Crabbe and Goyle stood up, with Draco and Blaise right behind them. Goyle took Ron and Crabbe took Harry, and they dragged them out of the Great Hall. The teachers hadn't seemed to notice.
Blaise and Draco looked worriedly at her, she just reassured them with a smile.
When the sorting was over, they headed to the Slytherin dungeons. Ginny thought over in her head what had just happened. She knew she could do much more than that, but she was just saving herself. 'Ron and Harry', she though menacingly. 'Watch your backs'.
Sugar-coated-evil: thanks gurl..
Chapter 3
Ginny and Draco walked calmly onto the Hogwarts Express. Since Ginny had been moved up a year, it was the last one for both of them.
Ginny looked up nervously at Draco. "Is it okay if I sit with you? I don't really want to be near the Dream Team. I understand if you want to be alone.."
Draco looked down at her. Since he was 6,3 and she was 5, 8 there was quite a difference.
"Gin, you don't need them. I'm going to show you some of my friends. Those you can call real friends. Of course you can sit with us. I wouldn't dream of leaving you so one of those bastards could come and take you. You're coming with me."
Ginny looked relieved, and took a good look around their surroundings. They had just entered a cabin full of Slytherins. Ginny recognized Blaise Zabini, Goyle, Crabbe, Millicent Bullstrode (who wasn't as ugly as people think), and Pansy Parkinson. There were two others that she didn't know.
Draco threw his head sideways, making eye contact with Blaise. Blaise nodded and followed him out. Ginny stood by the compartment door. Once they were outside Draco turned around to face Blaise.
"Yo, sup?" Blaise said, looking pointedly at Ginny. Most of the Zabini family spoke partly gangster style. Nobody knew when they would speak which way where. (AN/ confuse u people yet?)
"Blaise, this is Gin. She's like a sister to me and I don't want anything to happen to her. You talk to them?" Draco gestured at the other Slytherins.
"Yeah no problem Draco. Okay little lady, ya be so kind as to get yow fine little booty in here?" Blaise sauntered into the compartment, Ginny followed quietly behind him, beet red in the face.
"Oi! Listen up people. This here be Gin. Ya mess with her, and ya mess with us. Undastood?" Blaise tilted his head sideways. Everybody nodded their heads furiously. Nobody wanted to get on the bad side of Zabini and Malfoy.
"Now, ya'all get off yaw ass and present yaself." Blaise bobbed his head. In a normal tone he added. "One would think you all had manners."
Pansy stood up, not the slut she had been at Diagon Alley. She put a hand on her hip, and let the other one hang loosely by her side. She chewed gum, snapped a bubble and stared Ginny up and down. Finally she sighed, as if giving up.
"Parkinson. Pansy Parkinson." She gave Ginny a quick smile before sitting down again. Ginny smiled back, unsure of what to do.
Crabbe and Goyle stood up, grinning wickedly. They seemed to have their eyes glued to her ass.
"Crabbe and Goyle. Glad to meet your acquaintance Gin." Goyle said, shoving out a hand.
Ginny got mad and slapped the hand away.
"I'd believe it more if you'd stop stop staring at my ass while you said it." She snapped.
Crabbe and Goyle looked shocked, muttered an apology and sat down again. Everybody else in the compartment were smirking thoughtfully. (AN/ if that is possible)
"Millie" Ginny turned round to see Millicent Bulstrode offering her hand. She took it warmly.
Ginny turned to the last two.
A boy with messy dirty blond hair stood up.
"Alex Xayle" he smiled, a real, charming, smile. Ginny smiled back.
The last person, a girl with deep black hair in big ringlets was already standing.
"Raven Alexia Aunora" she said,"but call me Alexia or Lexy." As an afterthought she stuck out her hand. Ginny took it, and noticed that she had very long nails.
"Well. That's everybody. Now, you guys have to make sure that The-Boy-Who- Lived-To-Be-A-Pain-In-My-Ass, Mudblood and Weasel don't get near Gin. Am I understood?" Draco looked around. Everybody was nodding their heads.
"Alright! Lets roll people!" Blaise strolled out, followed by Ginny and Draco hand-in-hand and everybody else spread out around them so nobody could get into the tight circle they formed around the two.
The way to Hogwarts was fine, when they got into the carriages, Ginny found she could see the Thestrals and started sniffling a bit.
"Shhhh" Draco hushed Ginny.
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Once they got to the Great Hall, Ginny started toward the Gryffindor table out of habit. Draco and Blaise gently steered her the other way. As they all sat down on at the Slytherin table, everyone focused their attention on Dumbledore. Ginny however, looked across the hall to the Dream Team. Ron shot razorblade glares at her, Hermione (for once) looked confused and Harry was sending her death glares. If looks could kill, she'd be dead ten times over. Ginny smirked back at them, and started listening to Dumbledore.
"-and that reminds me. Today we have a student we felt needed to be resorted. As it is, she has already been moved up a class. Can Ginevra Weasley please come up here?"
As Ginny rose, three quarters of the Great Hall gasped. The Slytherins just pasted on knowing smirks.
"HUFFLEPUFF!"
The last first year scurried over to the Hufflepuff table.
(AN/Haha! You thought it was Ginny didn't you?)
Ginny sat down on the small stool and put the had over her head. It barely touched her hair before shouting;
"SLYTHERIN!"
Ginny stood up and placed the hat back on its stool. She then sauntered over to the Slytherin table to reclaim her seat. All eyes were on her, and she made sure she walked past the Gryffindor table before heading over to her table.
When she was halfway past, a livid Harry and Ron in a fit of hysterics gained in on either side of her. She just flashed them false cheerful smiles and continued walking without looking back. She ducked her head and avoided a punch from Ron, and stepped to the side just as Harry kicked at her and missed.
When they both regained their composure they saw Ginny had started walking again. They stalked up behind her again, but she was already at the Slytherin table. Crabbe and Goyle stood up, with Draco and Blaise right behind them. Goyle took Ron and Crabbe took Harry, and they dragged them out of the Great Hall. The teachers hadn't seemed to notice.
Blaise and Draco looked worriedly at her, she just reassured them with a smile.
When the sorting was over, they headed to the Slytherin dungeons. Ginny thought over in her head what had just happened. She knew she could do much more than that, but she was just saving herself. 'Ron and Harry', she though menacingly. 'Watch your backs'.