Disclaimer- In the wordds of Greggory Maguire, Don't sue me.
A/N- Howdy. Uh. My story.
Muwahahaha.
Chapter 1- Attack of theVampire Curse.
Ginny Weasley was in her sixth year this year. Long since over her pathetic crush on Pot-head, she had a motto for this year. No mercy. Though not even her parents knew, she was a vampire, and had been for a long time. She hid it well. But it was beginning to show. Her figure wasn't that of a normal sixteen year old. It was mure curvy and enticing.
She smiled into the mirror. Her large canine teeth showed, but only slightly.
"Ginny! Hurry up! You don't want to be late!" Her mother yelled.
Ah, yes. September first. Hogwarts express. She grabbed her trunk and lugged it down the stairs. It wasn't a long trip to King's Cross. 30 minutes. She clambered into the train and began the long journey of finding a carriage. This year, her vampire genes reached full capacity and they would stay this way until death, and she needed to find the darkest carriage.
She reached it and walked to the carriage to the darkest corner. She really wasn't paying attention to if anyone was there. Her eyes had glazed over. She sat down. A hiss came from beside her.
"Weasley"
She turned to see a pale, blond Slytherin.
"Mal-Ferret"
"What are you doing here?" he demanded, his lip curling up to reveal enornmous canines, large enough to rival her own.
"Ah, I knew you were different. Alas, a partner in vampirism" (A/N is that a word?)
"What are you talking about weaslette?"
Ginevra revealed her own fangs.
Draco's eyes widened. A pitch black darkness filled the cart. When it let up, Ginny's arm was glowing. A few minutes later, the glowing ceased.
Lifting up her sleeve, she revealed a tatoo that hadn't exactly been there that morning.
"A snake? Weaslette is rebelous isn't she?" mocked Draco. He turned to rummage in his bag when...
A/N- Ooooh I'm gonna leave it here, ;P. Ok Ok I won't leave it here.
"I'm rebelous?" she asked, one eyebrow lifted.
"What?" he asked.
"A tatoo of a gryffin on your shoulder? "
He turned to see exactly what she was talking about.
"What does this mean?"
"I don't know Draco, I don't know"
A/N ok this is where I depart. R/R.