A Darker Shade of Red
See My Truth
"Cole how'd you know so much about Potions?" Gin asked her.
Needless to say Gryffindor earned about fifty points from Snape's backfiring plans.
"Well, I used to get a lot of Potions detentions at the Institute." Cole shrugged.
"Oh okay." Gin said, "What d'we got next?"
"DADA," Laura said, "with the... Ravenclaws."
"Yipee." Gin said dully.
As they walked into the classroom Cole stopped in her tracks.
"What's up C.?" They asked.
"Remus?" she said.
Both Gin and Laura looked over at Cole.
Does she know Lupin? Gin thought.
"Do you know him, Cole?" Laura asked, practicly reading Gin's mind.
"H-He's my u-uncle," Cole stammered, "I-I th-thought he was d-dead."
"Oh my." Laura murmured.
Lupin turned around at the voices. He nearly dropped his papers from shock.
"Nicole?" he said.
Gin watched in awe as the two made there way to eachother and embraced. This was some kind of freaky. Her Ex-/New DADA Professor was her one of her new best friends' uncle. Scary shit! she thought.
But she couldn't help but smile. She'd kind of pittied Cole for her lack of descent relatives. So Lupin was okay on her Cole-o-Good Things-meter.
They pulled apart and looked at eachother.
"I- Nicole your m-mother said you ranaway." Remus said.
"She said you died in the battle against Voldemort." Cole whispered.
Gin's heart went out to Cole. The girl was lied to and everything about her only loving relative. And now, here she was face to face with him. It was so damn sweet she could have puked.
"Hey Harry, did you-" Ron was cut short as he walked into the almost empty DADA classroom. They'd gone visit Moony and the sight that met his eyes nearly made him wet himself.
"Is that the girl your sister was hanging out with?" Hermione asked.
Ron nodded mutely.
"And she's hugging Remus?" Hermione added.
He nodded again.
"Ginevra, why is your friend hugging the DADA Professor and he, her?" Ron asked.
"That's her uncle on her mother's side." Gin said, "She thought he was dead because that's what her mum told her. And he thought she'd ranaway because that's what her mum told him."
It was about two weeks later that we join the fateful Sinister Four. 'Twas a hot Saturday afternoon and the three Gryffs and the Slyth were lying in the Quidditch Pitch, watching in awe as the Slytherin Team practiced. It had taken only a few threats to talk the Slythies into letting them watch, but it was worth it.
The Slytherins ruled the Pitch. "Bloody awesome" as Cole had said. With which Gin had to agree. The other teams didn't have a chance. And for some odd reason, that didn't bother her. Gin grinned.
"Hey Malfoy!" she exclaimed. He turned his head and looked at her.
"What, Weasley?" he yelled back.
"Duck!"
She smirked as a Bludger zoomed over his ducked head.
"Okay, that was evil." Laura smiled, "Nice."
"Thanks." Gin said, "Try Zabini, Teej."
"No, no try Davis." Cole insisted, "He's all keep-your-eye-on-the-Quaffle-y."
"Okay." TJ said simply as she stood up, "Ooh Tra-cie!"
Gin giggled at her sing-songy voice. He looked down at her.
"What?"
She lifted up her thin grey t-shirt and white cotton bra, flashing him. Ginevra and Laura just stared in horror while Nicole rolled on the ground, laughing insanely.
Then Davis fell off his broom and everyone of the four girls kneeled over laughing.
No one was much worried about Tracey. He'd fallen off his broom before. Many a time before.
(part by Rachel D.C.)
It was the next morning and Ginevra was sitting on the window-sill watching as the nearby trees swayed with the gentle winds. She opened up he jornal and placed the tip of her quill onto the paper. She bit her lip as she thought of a way to express her feelings lately.
Left Me by Ginevra M. Weasley
Will you tie me up with a little silver bow
Will you put me on the shelf like a hand made doll
Will you order me to smile when all i want to do is cry
Will you order me the laugh when i really want to die
Will you leave and never come back home
Will you bury me deep below, alone
Will you watch as i slowly disapear
Will you smile at my tears and
Will you cry as you see my eyes
Cos you let me free
Cos you made your mistake
Cos you ignored my tears
Cos you took my soul
Left me all alone
Left me to disintergrate
Left me smiling, cos you
Left with an echo of my heart
Left me, and set me free
Yes, that's exactly how I feel... My family may not appreciate me, but at least I have these three to help me through everything. Gin sat there smiling at her thoughts for a few more minutes before they were interrupted as Cole snored from behind her curtains.
Gin raised an eyebrow as she walked over to her friends bed. "Goddess, she better hope her boyfriend is deaf!" she said as she shook Cole awake.
When Gin could see her attempts were pointless she climbed up onto the bed and started to jump all the while screaming "WAKEY WAKEY EGGS AND BACY!"
"AGHHHH WE'RE UNDER ATTACK!" squealed Laura as she awoke and dived under her bed. Cole on the other hand yawned deeply and said without emotion, "Is it time to get up already?"
"Nutter..." muttered Gin as she walked into the bathroom.
One hour and three showers later we join the Sinister Four (R.D.C: I LOVE that! S.R.: The name was my idea) minus one in the common room, dressed and ready to cause some chaos.
"Hey guys I got an idea," said Gin as she crossed the room to the portait hole.
"Continue," stated Cole.
"Okay, but first we need TJ."
"Right then! Let's go," said Cole as she ushered Gin and Laura into the corridor, ready to have some fun.
One stairway away from the Great Hall they spotted T.J. walking with Draco. " Hey bitch!-" TJ turned to face them smirking "-Gin's got a plan and we need you, you up for it?"
"Damn right I am... Uh, can Draco come too?" she asked, unsure.
"Yeah the ferret can join, just hurry up and get your asses down here." Gin screamed down the hallway, getting weird looks from all those heading for breakfast.
The Sinister Four plus one huddled together, still positioned in the middle of the nearly empty hallway. "Okay, this is it.." started Gin pacing by them just like a army drill sergent. "I got the idea from Cole talking about something called wind surfing. First-" pointing at TJ "-We need wind, and a lot of it, and then... "
(The rest is by Shadow Rise aka Andi.)
"... Cole, you and ferret boy -" ("Ahem.") "- you and Draco - " ("Thank you.") " - Shut up. You two go lift all the brooms from the storage shed. Me, Laura, and T.J. will meet you on the Pitch in a hour." Gin continued, an evil sparkle in her brown eyes.
"You got it, boss." Cole grinned, "C'mon, Sir Dragon-Breath."
Draco glared at her, but followed her none-the-less. He had an itching feeling that this was going to be rather enjoyable.
"Okay, Drake, point me to the shed." the raven-haired girl barked as she started off towards the Pitch.
"This way, Keith." he muttered.
"So, you like Gin, right?" Cole asked after kicking in the door of the crappy shed.
"Could you be less tactful?"
"Tact is a fancy name for lying," she stated, lifting a SilverRod 5.60 up to her eyes, "so, you're infatuated, ain't you?"
"Why do you talk like that? Do you not SPEAK CORRECT ENGLISH?" Now he was totally avoiding the question.
"A) I'm Romanian, and 2) ANSWER THE DAMN QUESTION!" she said, effectively spraying him with saliva in the process.
"Okay, fine! Yes, I like her! I've liked her since her first year when she gave Potter that pathetic Valentine and wore braids in her hair, when everyone called her Ginny."
Cole hadn't been listening much until that. She choked on the gum she'd been chewing. "What?"
"Gin, this is MAD! Absoutely insane!" T.J. said, a broad grin upon her flawless face.
"Point is?"
"Nevermind."
Now you're probably wondering what the "insane, absolutely MAD" plan is, right? Well, you see the plan is, T.J. would make the wind blow fast and hard and wildly and all that stuff. And they would all be on the wraft-like-thing they made out of all the broomsticks Cole and Draco lifted. See, the primary goal here is to get loads of detention.
Then was when Nicole and Draco returned with the brooms.
"Hey Ginny." Cole said, all the laughter and good-naturedness gone from her voice or her sparkling eyes.
It was actually quite odd to see a serious Nicole.
Gin just stared at her. She'd called her 'Ginny', Cole was supposed to call her Gin. Only evil uncaring brothers, so-called friends, fathers, and mothers called her that.
"What?"
"I said, 'hey Ginny'." she repeated.
"How did yo-"
"Drake here told me." she continued, "Why don't you tell us what happened in your first year?"
Gin's cheeks were red-hot with anger and embarassment. T.J. looked at her red-haired friend.
"What's she talking about Gin?" the other two asked in unison.
"Can we talk about this later? Please?" she asked, totally desperate.
"Yeah, we can talk about it in detention." Cole said.
So, two hours, fourteen detentions, a broken ankle, and a snapped wrist later, the Sinister Four were sitting in McGonagall's classroom. Draco had to do detention with Snape.
"So Gin, start talking." Laura said, scrubbing a rather crap-stained spot on one cage.
"Oh, well... In my first year, I wasn't very - erm - noticed, so when I found this diary that wrote back... " Gin continued through the whole story and by the time she finished, T.J., Cole, and Laura were all sitting in the middle of the floor at her feet, looking dumbstruck.
"Whoa." they all chorused.
Gin nodded. "If you don't wanna be my friends anymore, I understand... I'll just -"
"What! No, we love you Gin. We'd NEVER do that!" Laura said, smiling earnestly.
"Yeah, Gin! Never!" T.J. joined in.
"Yeah... I'm sorry about earlier, I just don't like to be lied to." Cole appologized, "Group hug?"
"GROUP HUG!"
And, laughingly, they all smooshed together in a large hug. And Ginevra couldn't help the few happy tears that trickled down her cheeks. After all these years, she had friends... real friends.
"So are you guys staying for the Holidays?" Cole asked, her voice sounding rather hyper-active.
It had been about three days or so after the detention with McGonagall and they were all lounging about in the Common Room.
"Yupo."
"Yeah."
"Duh."
Came the answers three.
"No you're not." Cole said, a sing-song voice in place, "C'mon guys I don't wanna spend Christmas in a creepy old castle and a lone island with no boys except Snape and Dumbledore! Hey Gin, let's go to your house from the hols! You've got tons of honeys, and you said so yourself that they ALL come home for Christmas like good little uncorrupted sheep! I love to corrupt things! Especially boy things!"
"You had caffiene today, didn't you?" Laura asked.
"Uh-huh, so c'mon Gin!" Cole said in a high-pitch baby voice with puppy-dog eyes, "PWEEEEASE!"
Let me tell you, when a sixteen-year-old, hyper, half-vampire, with puppy-dog eyes, and a high voice says she wants to go to your house for Christmas to meet your utterly stuck-up family and to freak-out and "corrupt" FIVE of your old brothers, it's rather hard to say no.
"Yeah, Gin, it could be fun. Maybe your mummy and daddy would notice you?" T.J. was obviously on Cole's side now.
"I could get with that." Laura said from behind her magazine.
"Oh fine you guys, we'll go to MY house... damnit."
"YIPPEEE!" Cole exclaimed, effectivly scaring the crap out of some first years near by.
End Chapter