Disclaimer: In case you didn't already know, I own absolutely zip. Well, except for Brittany, Taylor, and Melissa, but you get the point.

Chapter 7: Snape's New Class

Ginny hurried down the corridor toward Snape's new classroom. She knew she was in trouble; Snape hated it when someone was late. It didn't help that Ginny didn't have an excuse.

She finally reached the classroom, and nervously opened the door, expecting an explosion.

She must have looked very guilty, because every student in the class was staring at her. The Slytherins were sneering; the Gryffindors were looking at her as though they thought she had some serious guts to walk into Snape's class late. Snape, on the other hand, looked as though he had just won the million dollar lottery.

"Weasley," he said very quietly. "I hope you have a very good excuse as to why you are late."

"Ummm…" said Ginny. Ginny mentally kicked herself. That was the best she could come up with?

Her three friends groaned on sympathy for her.

"Detention," sang Snape. "My office, eight o'clock. And sit down, Miss Weasley."

Ginny hurried to a seat next to Brittany, who was trying very hard not to laugh.

"Now," said Snape. "As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted." He shot Ginny one of his famous death-glares. "We have a new student this year." Snape gestured toward a boy sitting next to Blaise Zabini and the other Slytherins.

The boy had dark black hair slicked back exactly like Malfoy's.He had icy-cold dark eyes, and tanned skin. He reminded Ginny of Draco Malfoy.

"His name is Miles Goth. He is my nephew, and will be studying at this school only this year, before he will return to his regular school in Wales.

The whole class erupted into whispers. Everyone wondered why Snape's nephew was switching schools for just one year. Everyone imagined that he went to some Dark Arts school.

Ginny stared suspiciously at the boy. 'There has to be a good reason why he's here,' she thought. Miles suddenly turned his head to stare directly at Ginny. Their eyes met, and Ginny felt like she was being sucked into the dark pool that was his eyes. She quickly looked away, afraid of being hypnotized. Ginny was determined to find out about Miles Goth.

After class, Ginny, Brittany, Taylor and Melissa headed to McGonagall's Transfiguration class. On the way there, they talked about Quidditch.

"Hey, Ginny," said Taylor. "Are you going to play for Gryffindor again this year?"

"Yeah, I think so," said Ginny. "I can't play seeker anymore, though, because Harry is allowed back on the team."

"You should play Chaser, Gin," said Brittany. "You would be good at it."

"Yeah, that would be fun, maybe I'll do that."

Ginny couldn't wait for Quidditch to start again.

"Did you hear Harry is the new Gryffindor team captain?" asked Melissa, once again the first to hear gossip.

Ginny's stomach did a flip-flop at the mention of Harry's name, but she tried to ignore it.

"No, I didn't," said Ginny.

"You still like him, don't you?" said Brittany grinning.

"Guys," said Ginny. "I like Dean remember, my boyfriend?"

"Yeah, but you can still like Harry."

"But I don't," said Ginny stubbornly.

"You are so lucky that THE Harry Potter stayed at your house over the summer."

"What is so special about that?" asked Ginny, trying to look innocent.

"He is only the hottest guy in Gryffindor," said Brittany.

"And he is the best Quidditch player in the school," said Taylor sighing.

"Yeah, and he likes you," said Melissa.

Ginny completely stopped walking from shock.

"What do you mean?" asked Ginny, trying not to get excited.

"Ha!" yelled Brittany. "Got ya!"

"Okay, okay," said Ginny grinning, "I like him."

'That was underestimating it,' thought Ginny.

"Knew you did," said Taylor laughing. "He is kind of hard to resist."

"You're telling me," said Ginny quietly so that her friends couldn't hear.

"What was that?" asked Brittany smiling.

"Nothing," said Ginny innocently. "But what do you mean he likes me?"

"You know how much I know about guys," said Melissa.

Ginny knew all right. Melissa changed guys every week or so, and that was id they were lucky. There weren't many guys around their age she hadn't snogged yet.

"Well," said Melissa. "Since I know so much, I can tell when a guy likes you. One of the biggest clues is if they glance over at you every now and then, and he couldn't stop staring.

Ginny felt like she had just swallowed a whole bottle of lucky potion in one gulp.

Author's note: Sorry these chapters are so short, I'll try to post one every other day!