AN: I just realised how short that first chapter was, so I apologise to those who read it, and have decided that that really cannot be the first chapter of my fan fic, so we'll call it a prologue or something of the sort! However, I'm not that handy with a computer so I cannot change it on the website, but in your hearts you'll know! Oh and readers do you like their thoughts in italics or should it all be in third person? – I've tried to do this in this chapter.

Meagan Lapensee - Thanks I hope you continue reading

Padfoot in Purple - i hope this is longer for you! and about the thoughts at the end that was just Draco's ponderings on his plan to adopt Ginny as his sister - strengthening the Malfoy name

Scarab Dynasty - Thanks for the review - whats IC?

Disclaimer: (forgot this last time) – I swear on my mind, body and soul that I do not own Harry Potter, nor am I J.K. Rowling, though in my daydreams I may be...

Chapter 2: Shocking Appearances

As the tables filled with food and Dumbledore finished his annual speech, Draco started to ponder on how to make his thoughts into actions. His gaze slid over to the Gryffindor table, he saw the Golden Trio at one end of the table, they were probably dreaming up of new ways to save the world. He almost snorted at the thought; of course Potter would try to think up a new Lord of all Evil in order to retain his fame, Voldemort wouldn't be enough, of course! Still smirking at the thought of the Scar-head and his minions attempting to save the world again, he noticed the little Weaselette hadn't arrived yet. There was only one seat left at the table which meant she was alone. Didn't she have any friends? None of them deserved her anyway; he could almost sense his future triumph in having the purest female under the name of Malfoy and him the purest male, then the Malfoy name will be the strongest in wizarding community with a culminating strength of blood, power and wealth.

"Draco, Draco! Where the hell are you?"

Draco slowly turned his head and his mouth started to form the infamous Malfoy smirk

"Zabini, how many times have I asked you to kindly refrain from shouting in my ear? You would think that someone would have taught you some manners, I know it's hard for you truly but do try to be civilised in public!"

"Shocked Draco, I am honestly shocked! I think that I at least deserve some type of emotion from you. That cold manner might help you with everyone else but as your best and might I dare to add only friend I think I should be privy to at least a few bouts of tears, don't you?"

Blaise Zabini, ran his fingers through his hair whilst trying to retain a hurt face for Draco's benefit, but as a perfectly shaped eyebrow over a cynical silver eye started to arch ever so slightly, Blaise's face cracked into a large grin. Both boys started to laugh, even though neither of them had said anything particularly funny! The Slytherins jaws slowly unhinged at the sight of Draco Malfoy laughing; he actually looked like he was enjoying himself! Draco glanced over at them and saw their shocked faces, resuming his normal blasé expression he glared at them coldly until they continued eating. Merlin, they were stupid, he sniggered, well they did have their uses, and the only reason why he was the Slytherin Prince was because of his chilling demeanour towards his housemates, causing them to spread the terror of his name. Almost becoming too lost in his thoughts, his mind acknowledged a hushed silence all around him. Shaking himself, he looked up to see the entire school staring towards the entrance of the Great Hall.

For Merlin's sake, pull yourself together, you wanted to do this didn't you? Come on Ginny, no wait Ginevra, yes from now on my name will be Ginevra, just hold year head up and smirk. Yes that's it a Malfoy smirk, it would be perfect, and wouldn't Ron have a fit!

Ginevra Aurelia Weasley leant against one of the huge wooden doors in the entrance of the Great Hall. She stood there for quite some time, letting the school take their fill while she decided her next move. Her plan was solidifying. It was such a brainwave when she had been in the bathroom. What better way to gain the Golden Trio's attention by allowing the entire school to alert them. To be honest they were so big-headed about their amazing coup on Voldemort and his cronies, she could see that they hadn't even noticed the whole school was silent and looking at her, not them, her! Ginevra released a silent sigh as she started to walk, no, strut, towards the Gryffindor table. That embroidery charm her mother had taught her really worked!

The silvery green hem of her robes caught the light as she walked across the hall, Draco choked back a laugh, how did she dare do such a thing? Sweet Merlin, what the hell happened to her? Draco's eyes followed the little Weasley's hips swaying from side to side as reached her seat. Well she could hardly be called little now, he thought, the Weaselette actually looked like she belonged to the sixth form and not a scared first year. Scanning her features he saw the light brown eyes subtly outlined with a chocolate brown giving the illusion of even bigger eyes than she had, a brief dusting of blush gave her a slightly flushed look, making even the most experienced man break down with wanting. Tearing away from his almost 'incestuous' assessment of her new look, he smirked as he saw every boys' eyes fixated on her. Well at least he didn't have to worry about having to cast a concealment charm, he couldn't believe he hadn't realised her potential before today, well she was a Weasley! What caused Draco's smirk to become a fully fledged grin was that she had chosen the Slytherin colours for the embroidery on her black school robes albeit unknowingly, but she suited them so well, that he wondered if he could get her house change too?

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