Draco turned and looked at Crabbe and Goyle, who were lying down, snoring.

THUMP, Goyle landed on the floor. He woke up and looked at the seat above him,

shrugged, then went back to sleep. GOD they were so boring. He suspected that

even Potter and the Weasel were more interesting then these two. Wait a minute

they arn't on the train!

He cackled. Draco had only just managed to get on the train by apparating there.

Sure Father had told him he was not to, but this was an emergency, right? He

pushed that thought aside. Who else could he torment apart from the "Famous

Trio"? He wondered. It came to him. The Weaslette. He could torment her about

Potter. But what about that threat? Nah, he didn't believe it. Precious Potter

would never hurt another wizard. Draco stood up, and found Ginny's compartment.

He looked through the window and saw that she was alone. 'Even better.' he

muttered under his breath. He pushed the door open. 'So junior Weasel's on her

own. No Precious Potter to save you from the big bad wolf is there?' She didn't

answer him, she just kept on reading her book. Oh well, he thought, desperate

times for desperate measures, and besides, he roamed his eye down her body. Oh

yes, she was quite a looker. He walked over to her and sat besides her.

Ginny looked up and gasped. She had been so engrosed in her novel, that she

hadn't realised that anyone was speaking to her, and this was the worst person

possible. 'Malfoy,' she spat, 'What are you doing here?' He didn't answer her,

he just grabbed her head down and smashed her lips to hers, and pushed his

tongue in. Eeewww she thought. She pushed him off of her, and yelled 'WHAT IN

THE BLOODY HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?'

~

'WHAT IN THE BLOODY HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?' rang through the corridors

of the train.

Harry realised who was yelling. 'Ginny!' He cried, and concentrated about being

next to her, along with Sarah. SMASH, he landed on top of someone, stopping them

from whatever they were doing. He got off of that person, and saw it was Malfoy.

He snarled, and yanked Malfoy out of there, pushing him out of the compartment.

'Sssarah, you may bite him, but just enough to make him a little bit woozy, that

isss all ok? And ssstay out of sssight of everyone elssse. When you have bitten

him, let me know, and I will get you back here sssafely. I don't want him

harming you.'

'Yessss Masssster.' Sarah nodded and slithered out of the compartement. Harry

locked the compartment door, and sat down besides Ginny.

'Are you ok?' he asked, giving her a hug. As he did, he felt an electric

current, running through his body.

Ginny stiffled a moan. It was so nice being in Harry's arms, but she knew she

had to answer. 'I'm fine. I thought you weren't on the train, and how did you

get here so fast? She looked at Harry. He wasn't listening to her. He was

cocking his head, and it made him look like he was listening to something else.

'I've bitten him Massster, but not enough to do harm.'

He teleported Sarah to outside of the compartment. Harry then untangled himself

from Ginny, stood up, and walked to the door, unlocked it, let Sarah in and

re-locked it. He looked at Ginny who was shaking at the sight of Sarah. 'Oh

Ginny, I'm sorry, are you scared of snakes?' Harry looked at her with concern in

his eyes.

'J-Just a little bit, ever since first year.' Ginny was still shaking, but not

as much as before.

'I'll make sure she never harms you, or touches you if you want.' Harry was

about to tell Sarah this, when Ginny stopped him.

'Just make sure he doesn't harm me, I think it will be ok if she touches me. Can

I pat him?'

'Ssssarah?'

'Yesss Massster?'

'Make ssure you never harm thissss girl. Her name isss Ginny. She alssso wantsss

to know if ssshe can pet you.'

'I will not harm her, and ssshe isss allowed to pet me if you sssay ssso. One

other thing. May I give her a gift?'

'Yeah ok, if you really want to, thatsss ok with me.'

Harry nodded and turned to Ginny. 'She says it's ok. Her name is Sarah.'

Ginny turned to the snake, and reached out her hand. Sarah moved towards her

hand. When they touched, there was a bright flash, then nothing.

'What did you do to her?' Harry asked furiously.

'I jusssst gave her a gift, I've been ssssaving for agesss. The gift of

Parssseltongue.' Sarah turned to Ginny. 'Hello, we haven't been properly

introduced. My name is Sarah. Do you like my gift?'

'I-I sssupossse ssso. HARRY, thissss meansss we can have conversssations with

each other with thisss.'

'What do you think we are doing now?' Harry laughed. He then became aware of a

banging on the door. He stood, un-locked it and opened it. Two figures came

tumbling in. When Ron and Hermione tried to get up, Hermione fell back on top of

Ron. She rolled over and stood up, blushing just as furiously as Ron was.

'What have you two been doing in here? We have to get off the train soon.'

'Ron, please don't freat out or anything, but...' Ginny took a deep breath. 'I

can now speak Parseltongue.'

'BULL-' Ron started to

'She can Ron, my snake passed it on to her.' Harry answered, looking bemused.

'If you really can Ginny, tell it to lick my hand.'

'Fine then, you asked for it.'

Ginny started to hiss.

Ron turned to Harry. 'What is she saying?'

'I'll say it in Ginny's point of view ok? Sarah, can you please lick my brothers

hand? You see he's being an idiot, and won't believe that I can speak

Parseltongue. I think he wants you to lick his hand, because he can't get that

any other way!'

Sarah nodded, then slithered over to Ron, and started to sway, lifting herself

to the height of Ron's hand. Then poked out her tongue, and licked it.

Ron glared at Ginny, then shook his head. 'We'd better start moving.'