Disclaimer: Unfortunately, the brilliancy of Harry Potter does not belong to me. Excuse me while I go scream into my pillow.

Also, I used a bit of the Princess Diaries Movie (the first one) to describe Ginny in the beginning.

Slytherin-ish Friendship

"Well, as always, this is as good as its gonna get," Ginny mumbled while checking her self out in the mirror. Staring back at her was a 5'2, 16-year-old, with amazingly frizzy and bushy light red hair, nice brown eyes, that were hidden behind bush-man eyebrows, glasses, and a killer body, hidden behind Charlie's hand-me-downs.

There was only one more day until school started, and Ginny Weasley swore she would start it with a brand-new attitude. She'd be damned if she was going let anyone walk all over her this year, especially Harry Bloody Potter and Draco ferret-face Malfoy. Yes, over the summer, Ginny Weasley met a new friend, and grew into a feisty little spitfire, with a tongue like a whip. All thanks to the influence of Kayla Webb.

Ah, Kayla Webb. Ginny couldn't help but give a small smile as she thought about the snarky American. Ginny had gotten a job during the start of summer at Madam Malkin's (earning loads of money), and met Kayla, who started working with her a week later. Kayla had just moved to England from the States, and was transferring from Salem Witches' Institute to Hogwarts. Ginny couldn't decide if the girl was a Gryfinndor or a Slytherin. Kayla was very courageous, no doubt about it, but she was also very cunning, ambitious, and sly. Not that Ginny minded if Kayla ended up a Slytherin. She was supposed to be one herself, the Sorting Hat said, but Ginny was only eleven, and she wanted to please her family.

"Ginger!" Kayla called from the Burrow's living room. "Get down here."

"Coming!" Ginny yelled back. The second Ginny had introduced herself at Madam Malkin's, Kayla informed her that her name sounded dull and boring, and if she was like that, that was fine, but there was no reason her name should be. Ginny liked her immediately.

"Ready?" Kayla asked as Ginny descended the stairs.

"As ever," Ginny answered, reaching the bottom.

"Then let the games begin... we have our work cut out for us." Kayla grinned evilly.

"Thanks a lot!" Ginny snapped out sarcastically.

"Ooooh, touchy, touchy," Kayla started to smirk.

"Don't do that, you remind me of someone."

"Who?"

"That prick I told you about, Malfoy."

Their 'work' was, in fact, Ginny herself. Today was a turning point in her life, Kayla had said. She was getting a make-over. The two girls flooed to Diagon Alley, and walked over to "Buffy's Boutique". When Ginny finally settled herself into the salon chair, the hairdresser asked what she wanted to do. Before Ginny could open her mouth, Kayla invited herself into the conversation.

"Make her... unugly."

Ginny glared, Kayla smirked, and the lady laughed. Definately Slytherin, Ginny thought.

Ginny had now been sitting in that same chair for 3 hours now, and she was nervous. How could she have trusted a complete stranger with something as important as this? What if she turned out even uglier than before? Ginny inwardly snorted. As if that was even possible. Her eyebrows were killing her, the lady had just finished waxing them, and was now completely done. Kayla was grinning from ear to ear.

"Prepare to be dazzled," Kayla said. And she turned Ginny's chair around.

Twenty minutes later, and Ginny still couldn't believe it. She was beautiful! Gorgeous! Stunning! ...Well that was what Kayla thought. Ginny didn't even bother with that. She was just happy she wasn't hard on her own eyes anymore.

The two girls were now at Madam Malkin's, buying a brand-new wardrobe for themselves, and accessories, all at a discount. Not that Ginny needed the dicount. She now had her own small fortune at Gringott's as a result of all her hard work. While paying for their clothes and such, Kayla looked like she was struck by a sudden thought.

"Ginger?" Kayla asked.

"What?"

"How well can you see without your glasses?"

"Excellent. Don't even need them, they were just a gift from some Great Aunt. Why?" Ginny suddenly looked suspicious.

"No reason," Kayla answered. And when she saw Ginny slowly relax, she suddenly swiped them off Ginny's face and stomped them into the ground.

"Hey!" Ginny cried.

"What?" Kayla asked innocently.

"You know very well what!"

"Well it's not like your brothers girlfriend can't fix them! I've just wanted to do that for so long, I just didn't want you walking into walls." Kayla said indignantly.

"How thoughtful," Ginny sneered.

"Come on, Ginger," Kayla tugged playfully on Ginny's now strawberry-blonde hair and led them outside.

"Kayla? Sod off."

Instead of being insulted, like most would have been, Kayla just laughed and said, "Aw, you really do shower me with too much love." This was the kind of friendship they had. They would yell, and fight, and bicker constantly, and claim to hate each other, but in truth, they were closer than sisters. It was a very Slytherin-ish friendship.

After 2 more hours of laughing, getting school supplies, swearing, bickering, and more laughing, the girls went their separate ways, telling each other to meet in compartment #24 on the Hogwarts Express, the very next day.

Unbeknownst to them, about a quarter of a mile down the street, a certain blonde-haired 17-year-old Slytherin was telling his cronies the very same thing.

Hey! Well this is my first ever fic so let me know what you think! Or just let me know that you're alive and reading it. Its kind of piontless for me to write something that will forever be shunned... teartear. So just drop a word please! Also, I'd really like some blunt honesty. Give it to me straight. If I should stop now because I'm so horrible I'll be disgracing this site LET ME KNOW. Thanks again.