Chapter: (1/?)

Title: Penalties of life

Author: Cutina124

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or places that our owned by J.K. Rowling. (Wish I owned Malfoy though ;) hee hee)

Authors note: NEED BETA

Summary: When everything has gone down hill how do you deal with it. Sometimes you have to rely on the unreliable.

Times had seem to surpassed Ginny, blazing by her. She had continuously been overwhelmed with stress for being to loud. That had been until her first year at Hogwarts. She had had to live with the fact that she had let her self be taken over by him. Inside she always felt like she had disappointed her family. Somewhere inside her head she wished that she still had the diary. She never had felt quite complete without it. She even missed him.

"Hay how's it going Ginny?" Asked the familiar voice of Harry.

Surprised that he had actually spoke with her, she was only able to let out

"Uh...ok..ay."

"Ron tells me that you were able to pass potions last year, that true?"

"Yeah I ended up passing, why?"

"Would you mind tutoring me?" He asked a blush falling upon his cheeks.

"Can Hermione do it?"

"Busy herself, with classes I suppose." He said with a thoughtful look.

"Aren't you guys suppose to be best friends?" She asked curiously.

"With Ron in the picture, nope, not really."

"Yeah, I guess I could give it a go. Just as long as you promise not to tell anyone, including my brother."

"Why can't we tell anyone?" He asked bemused.

"Trust me, they'll think that were somehow dating, and pass it onto Fred and George, witch means hours of teasing."

"Okay." He spoke a little uncertainly.

"If you do happen to tell anyone about it, I'll be sure to mention about you to Hermione." She said staring him down with a snide look.

"You wouldn't?"

"Don't be so sure."

Ginny awoke from her slightly pleasant dream. She, sadly, still had a crush on the ever so famous, Harry Potter. Not like he would know, since he barely knew she was alive. The last time he had talked to her was a hello at Sirius's mansion. 'Sirius's mansion' she thought to herself, letting a small smile play on her lips. She had had some fun there. Sirius and her had been able to talk with each other quite a bit. She had loved to be in his company. He was so sweet and so...so...I guess you could say understanding. She remembered the third time they had talked....

Ginny lay on her back staring out at the blackness of the sky. A warm body lay next to hers looking at her.

"Still coping?" He asked.

"Best as ever." She said smiling sweetly at him.

"You really shouldn't think so low of yourself, your a stunningly beautiful young lady, you'll be able to talk with him someday."

"Yeah someday, as in the day I die." She said only half jokingly.

"I could talk to him for you, If that's what you want?"

"Nah." She said curling up into him.

"What are you doing?" He asked looking down at the small framed body that was only inches away from his skin.

"Coping." She said closing her eyes, and feeling at ease. She felt even more happy when his lips kissed her temple. 'God life is good right now!' She thought......

Ginny had always felt that he was a father figure, more so then her own in fact. Her real father was too jolly it seemed. Sirius had a dark side to him, a dark side she had connected with. Sirius had been her hope, and now her hope was gone. Sirius had died, killed by the only other guy she felt she trusted. Well not exactly him, but one of his faithful servants, Sirius's own cousin.

At the moment Ginny felt lost and hopeless. Her body felt heavy and cold

and sadly, lifeless. She couldn't cry though, She was already all cried out.

"Ginny Weasley" Called a distant voice. "If you would like to join us we would greatly appreciate it." Said the smug voice of Professor Snape.

Ginny only managed to let out a little, "Huh?"

"Well Mrs.Weasley how nice of you to join us." This caused an uproar from the slytherins.

Ginny just stared at him with a vacant expression. She saw his and the rest of the rooms eyes upon her, though she really didn't care that much. She could see Snapes mouth form a thin line as he said huskily...

"See me after class Mrs. Weasley." He then turned back to the class and continued on with his lecture on polyweasels.

"Mrs. Weasley." Spoke professor Snape. "You have continuously not been paying attention in class as well as you did not answer to me when I spoke. What ever is up with you is not that of my concern, what is my concern is how you behave in my class. Do you understand?" He sneered.

"Huh...Oo.h ..Yeah..Sure." She spoke absentmindedly.

"Mrs.Weasley you will report here at ten thirty tomorrow evening to serve detention. Is that clear?" He asked.

"Yeah." She said staring at the lines in her hand. She saw that one of the lines had become a dark shade of red. Oh well she thought to herself as she lifted her head so that she was looking at professor Snape. "Can I go?" She asked.

"Your excused Mrs. Weasley." Snape said raising form his chair and left into the confinements of his room.

Ginny slowly got up and headed to her dormitory. When she reached her room she let her book bag fall to the floor. She laid her head down on her bed and lifted up the sleeves of her robes and looked at the cut marks she had made with a blade she had found in Fred and Georges room. 'God life is so good right now! 'Rang through her head. 'If only I could go back' she thought, 'If only'.

Chapter 1 done if you don't review I won't post the second chapter.