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Who's the new girl?
"Hurry up Ron we need to find a compartment," Ginny said loudly scurrying down the corridors of the Hogwarts Express. It had just pulled into platform 9 and 3 quarters with its fully polished red paint shimmering under the platform lights. And its steam billowing in puffs of smoke from the top rising into the rafters.
Ron rolled his eyes, "I'm coming Gin." He paused, "Jeez it's like your actually excited for this year."
"Well I am," she said matter of factly, "I just have this feeling like something good is going to happen this year."
"Like what?" Ron questioned following behind his sister.
Ginny shrugged her shoulders, "I'm not sure yet." Reaching the end of the Hogwarts Express she pulled open the sliding glass door, and popped her head into the compartment, "I guess we'll have to sit here."
Dragging her luggage into the room, she threw her coat onto the red sofa looking seat when Harry and Hermione walked in chatting amongst themselves. They stopped talking when they saw Ron walking toward them.
Ginny had an idea of what they were talking about. Ever since 2nd year, Ginny had a gut feeling that Hermione somehow liked Ron. With little hugs and glances here and there, they thought no one saw them. But in truth was the whole school knew. Looking at the two Ginny wondered if they ever would get together.
"Hey," Ron said giving each of his friends a hug. Hermione's lasting a little big longer.
"Hey Ron, Ginny," Hermione said sweetly sitting down.
"Hey Mione" Ginny breathed trying to get her trunk up on the rack.
"Here let me help." Harry walked over to Ginny putting his hand under her trunk and thrusting it up onto the rack.
"Thanks Harry," Ginny said hugging him. Ever since fourth year, Ginny had gotten over her schoolgirl crush on Harry. Figuring it was time to move she started dating other people but none of them ever ended right.
Ginny walked over to Hermione giving her a hug, "I heard you made Head Girl, Congratulations."
"Thanks Ginny." Hermione sat back down next to Ron as Ginny took her seat resting her forehead on the window. The weather outside was getting worse by the second. Black clouds filed through the sky leaving the ground-soaking wet behind it. Lightning bolts flashed through the clouds as the Hogwarts express made its way closer and closer to Hogwarts.
The 'Dream Team' sat talking amidst themselves leaving Ginny to stare out at the window absorbed in her own thoughts. Well that was until Hermione jumped from her, seat, "Oh my God," she cried, "I forgot about the meeting I have to go I'll …" but all they heard after that was mumbling as Hermione made her way down to the front of the train.
"I wonder who's Head Boy?" mused Ginny breaking the silence in the cabin.
"I bet it's Malfoy," Ron said making a face.
"I don't know Ron there is that new kid Zabini," Harry said contradicting Ron. Ginny strained her ears trying to hear more clearly. "He does have good marks, so he might have a chance at Head Boy. But I guess we'll just have to wait until Mione comes back."
Ginny leaned her forehead back on the window looking outside. The rain was coming down in buckets now and it didn't look like it would be letting up anytime soon. A lightning bolt flashed against the river below as the Hogwarts Express passed over a bridge making Ginny whimper. Ever since she was a little kid, thunderstorms had always scared her. Every time she heard the thunder in the distance, she would run into her parent's room.
Some time later Hermione barged into the compartment making everyone jump in their seats.
"Oh my God Malfoy's Head Boy," Hermione declared out of breath.
"Great," said Harry and Ron at the same time sarcasm dripping like venom from their voices.
Hermione sunk into the red cushions in the cabin, "And that's not the worst part." Harry and Ron sat up straight at this statement, "I have to share a room with him," Hermione groaned.
"Hey don't forget Granger I'm the one that has to share a room with the likes of you," Malfoy smirked leaning against the glass door.
Turning her head at the commotion Ginny locked eyes with the blue-grayish ones that were staring back at her. His platinum blond hair fell in front of his face blending in with complexion of his face. His robes clung to his body perfectly shaping out all the muscles underneath from hours of Quidditch practice. 'He's hot.' She shook her head, 'Holy crap did I just say that?'
"Malfoy get out," Harry said before getting up, his wand raised in his hand, "Or I'll hex you out."
Shaking his finger back and forth he said, "Tisk, tisk Potter watch that anger or I'll be forced to take points. Anyway I'm here to talk to the Mudblood." He nodded his head in the direction of Hermione.
Ron jumped out of his seat "You take that back!" Harry jumped up as well holding Ron back by the shoulders as he struggled from his grasp.
Malfoy ignored the raging boy next to him, "Granger?" Hermione turned her head to face Malfoy. "McGonagall wanted me to tell you to meet her in the Great Hall after you take the first years to the common room."
"Okay," Hermione nodded. With that Malfoy turned back to go to his compartment, but taking one last look at Ginny who was know looking outside at the rain paying him no attention at all.
When they arrived at Hogwarts, the rain was coming down in buckets. You could barely see the hands in front of you. Ginny and the 'Dream Team' stepped of the train onto the platform and were immediately soaked to the bone.
"First years this way," a voice called through the rain.
"Hagrid is that you?" Harry yelled through the bustling of the students trying to get to the carriages.
"Yeh," Hagrid paused looking around him, "but you better get on the carriages before you get sick. See you in the castle." Hagrid waved and set off with the first years in tow behind him, but soon disappearing behind the sheets of rain.
The ride up to the castle was a long, damp one. The carriages had holes in the roofs, so every often a few drops would fall through and land on someone's head. They also had that musty smell that made you wrinkle your nose in disgust every time you breathed in.
Ginny soon entered the main entrance to Hogwarts when she felt a small tap on her shoulder followed by, "Miss Weasley."
Ginny turned around to only come face to face with Professor McGonagall. "Yes," she answered. Ron, Hermione, and Harry all stood behind Ginny looking at her with withering glances.
"I wish to speak with you… privately," she added looking at the 'Dream Team' behind her.
Ginny nodded. Turning back around she found all three of her friends staring at her curiously. She gave them a glare, and walked off down the hallway behind Professor McGonagall.
Walking down the halls of Hogwarts Ginny couldn't comprehend why her head of house wanted to talk to her and on the first day too. Curiosity reaching it's peak she decided to ask, "Professor am I in trouble?"
McGonagall abruptly stopped and turned around facing Ginny. "No your not," she laughed at the expression on her students face. "Professor Snape has informed me that you had top marks in his class is this correct?" Ginny nodded. "He says you show great workmanship and advanced comprehension of the potions." She paused, "And he wanted me to tell you, that you have the choice of moving up to seventh year advanced potions, or stay where you are."
Ginny's mouth dropped open, "Really?" McGonagall nodded. "I would love to," she said her face breaking into an open grin.
"Alright I'll let Professor Snape know," she paused, "Now let's go join the feast." Professor McGonagall turned around and walked back the way she came, Ginny following in tow behind.
Entering the Great Hall Ginny walked up the side of the table and joined her brother. Looking around she found them all staring at her, "I'll…"
But Ginny was interrupted as the chatter died down immediately as Hagrid strolled down the middle of the Great Hall. The first years lagged behind him looking as if each and everyone had fallen in the lake. "I'm glad were not first years." Ginny heard Ron tell Harry.
"Oh I know right," Harry responded looking at the 1st years behind him. Ginny watched the first years coming up the middle of the Great Hall thankful for the distraction they were giving her.
When all the first years were finished being sorted, instead of Professor McGonagall taking away the hat she stood and took out another scroll. "This year we have a new student entering Hogwarts. She will be in 6th year and will be sorted accordingly," she said speaking to the Great Hall with great slowness.
"Jenna Robinson," Professor McGonagall called. A girl about 5'8'' walked through the double doors. She had brown hair with matching eyes, and wore a Hogwarts uniform except without the house colored crest at the top of her cloak.
Draco eyed Jenna with familiarity, as she made her way up to the sorting hat. He didn't want her here. He didn't even want to be remembered what was to happen.
Jenna momentarily locked eyes with Draco but then lowered them afraid to look at him any longer than was necessary. Just because she was here didn't mean she was going to like it.
Reaching the sorting hat Jenna cautiously sat down on the stool. Professor McGonagall placed the hat on top of Jenna's head. "Hmm… difficult very difficult dear," the hat said in her ear, Jenna flinched in her seat, "let's see now dear you have a good heart… and a first to prove yourself, but bad parents very bad parents… so better be…"
"Gryffindor!" the hat yelled. The Gryffindors just stared ahead at Jenna being the first house to host a new student in over 100 years. Not caring Ginny clapped anyway not noticing she was the only one. Jenna glanced at Ginny and silently said thank you. Ginny nodded. Hopping off the stool Jenna walked over to Ginny and took a seat next to her.
"Thanks for up there you know," Jenna said embarrassedly blushing. Looking at the girl next to her she sensed something different about her but didn't know what.
"No problem I'd want someone to do it for me if I was in your situation, by the way my names Ginny."
"Nice to meet you Ginny," Jenna stuck out her hand.
Ginny shook her hand, "Nice to meet you too Jenna."
Dumbledore stood up after the sorting hat was put away and immediately the Great Hall was silent. "Welcome students to another year at Hogwarts but before we start the feast I have a few start of term announcements to make. Firstly, note that the Forbidden Forest is out of student limits." As Dumbledore said this his eyes landed on the 'Dream Team'. "Secondly in lighter terms Mr. Filch has kindly asked me to note that no magic should be used in between classes and that all materials bought and used at Weasley Wizard Wheezes will be confiscated immediately and given detention. And lastly one brand new thing will be happening this year at Hogwarts." Every head in the Great Hall turned to face Dumbledore, "But unfortunately you're not allowed to know. But you'll know when it happens," he laughed, "Now with no further ado let's eat."
An aww came from the first years as the food magically appeared on the tables. Jenna looked up and down the table in fascination of what just happened. "So Jenna what school did you come from?" Ginny asked trying to make conversation while piling her plate up with food.
"I came from a school up North, you might know it Durmstrang."
Ginny choked, "What I thought that was a school that taught only dark arts."
"It is," Jenna, said matter of factly.
"Then why did you go there?" Ginny asked curiously.
"Parents," Jenna answered looking at Ginny. She didn't want to reveal to much about why she was here yet, so quickly changed the subject. "So what are the Weasley Wizard Wheezes anyway? And why are they so dangerous?"
After dinner disappeared, the dishes cleaned themselves and dessert soon appeared. This was everyone's favorite part of the feast including a certain Slytherin.
Malfoy grabbed a carton of dark chocolate ice cream from the table. Taking a spoon, he thought, "Nothing can ruin ice cream," and spooned himself a chunk of ice cream out.
"Draco," Blaise called walking over.
"Yes,"Draco sighed, as he put down his spoon.
"Honey did you miss me? Blaise said sarcastically, sitting down in front of his best friend.
"Unfortunately no," Draco said coldly, giving him one of his famous glares, but Blaise just laughed.
"Oh, but Draco I think you did." Blaise said laughing.
"Shove it Blaise," he drawled out.
"No, certainly not to you at least," Blaise grinned, mysteriously. Draco took one look at Blaise and started laughing openly.
Draco stopped laughing soon after and reached for his now well-deserved ice cream. But instead of a carton it was just air. Looking over he found Crabbe and Goyle's spooning his ice scream into their mouths.
"Bastards," Draco whispered to himself "I'll just get another one" But, as he reached for another carton, the desserts disappeared and everyone started to get up and go to their dorms. "Damn it, I hate it when that happens," he said to no one in particular.
Remembering he was Head Boy, he had to take the first years down to the common room. He sat up, walked down to the end of the table, and yelled "First years this way."
When the small and timid first years were behind him, he started walking toward the main staircases and stopped. "This is the most direct path to the dormitories," he drawled out "now follow closely and keep up." The Slytherin first years followed Draco down the marble staircases to the dungeons. Draco led them through doorways hidden behind sliding panels and hanging tapestries and at the every end of the corridor hung a portrait of a green snake with red eyes. "Password" the snake hissed.
"De slang" said Draco, and the portrait swung forward to reveal a round hole in the wall. The first years scrambled through after Draco and found themselves in the Slytherin common room.
Draco stopped in the middle of the common room and waited for the first years to file in. "Now seeing as you're all hear, boys your dorms are downstairs to your left and girls the same on your right. You will find that all your belongings have already been brought up." The first years filed down the staircases as Draco watched them with pity shining in his eyes. "Now about that ice cream," he thought.
Ginny and Jenna filed through the common room and up to their dorm room. Opening the door, they found that their suitcases were on the floor next to their bed and had yet to be unpacked. Walking in, their dorm room was just like any other dorm room. It had two 4-poster beds with gold silk sheets, and a red comforter. There was a table standing between the two beds and each girl had a closet of their own. And their room had a bathroom with a shower in it.
The two girls talked while they put away their personals. "So you're telling me the owners of Weasley Wizard Wheezes are your twin brothers." Jenna said in amazement.
"Unfortunately yes, along with my other 4 brothers."
"Jeez Gin I would love to have that many brothers and sisters." Jenna said putting away her clothes.
"Why are you an only child?" Ginny asked. Jenna nodded. "Yeah well when they are continually testing their products on you I'd trade them. But on holidays when everyone comes home I wouldn't trade it for the world." Jenna watched Ginny as her mind drifted back to her family and wished she had what Ginny had.
"Hey do you want something to eat?" Ginny asked suddenly. "You know while were unpacking and everything."
"Sure."
"Okay," Ginny smiled "I'll be right back."
Ginny slipped out of the common room and into the stillness of the right corridors known as Hogwarts. At night, it was easy to get lost in Hogwarts. There were a 142 staircases at Hogwarts wide sweeping ones narrow rickety ones some that led somewhere different on a Friday some with a vanishing step halfway up that you had to remember to jump. Then there were doors that wouldn't open unless you asked politely or tickled them in exactly the right places and doors that weren't doors at all but, solid walls just pretending. It was also hard to remember where anything was because it all seemed to move around a lot. The people in the portraits kept going to visit each other and Ginny was sure the suits of armor could walk.
As Ginny neared the portrait of the fruit bowl she swiftly turned around to check behind her making sure no one was there. When the cost was clear, she tickled the pear and the portrait swung open to reveal her favorite place in Hogwarts, the kitchens.
"Dobby" Ginny whispered into the darkness as she descended the staircase. A faint pop had echoed throughout the room as if someone had just apparated.
"Miss Weezy," Dobby squealed as Ginny ran up to him and gave him a bear hug lifting him completely from the ground.
"How have you been?" Ginny asked setting Dobby back down on the ground.
"Oh I is fine Miss Weezy but I has been more worried about you," he said his voice full of concern. "How are you doing," Dobby continued as Ginny walked around and sat down on one of the stools.
"Ah can't complain but what can you do right" answered Ginny as she forced a smile to please Dobby, but he saw right through her mask that she put on. She knew he knew she was lying and caved. "Oh Dobby I don't know what to do anymore it keeps getting worse and I just can't handle it anymore," Ginny said as tears cascaded down her face one by one. Dobby saw her tears glistening in the moonlight and climbed up onto the stool next to hers.
Dobby wiped the tears from her face and whispered comforting words to her like 'It will be fine,' and 'Everything will turn out right in the end' to try to stop the crying girl next to him. When Ginny calmed down, she choked a 'thank you' to Dobby and started to head away from Dobby back to the tower.
"Oh Dobby" Ginny turned around "I almost forgot I need to get a couple bags of popcorn to take back if it's not too much trouble."
"Its no trouble miss Weezy just hold on one moment" Dobby disappeared leaving Ginny in the darkness but reappeared carrying a couple bags of popcorn.
Ginny grabbed the bags of popcorn from Dobby's hands and minimized them to fit them into her pocket. "Thank you." She gave him one last hug before she descended the stairs, but before she could open the portrait, someone had already opened it. Someone with silver blond hair, blue eyes, and that someone went by the name of Draco Malfoy.
"Malfoy?"
"Weasley?" he questioned back giving her a once over. She was wearing her school robes over her sweater and skirt. He noticed that her body had filled out in all the right places and she no longer had the kid dish look. Anyone who didn't notice that was blind. Ginny stepped into the corridor unaware of Malfoys eyes on her. "What the hell are you doing here?" he said as if he never saw an uglier thing in his life.
"I could ask you the same question Malfoy." He looked down at the ground unable to look her in the eyes. "Why so silent come down to do some of your fathers bidding maybe torture some elves," Ginny said getting angrier by the moment.
At this statement, Malfoy brought his head up and looked her straight in the eyes. Ginny involuntary took a step back. "I will never be my father" he growled, "But at least my father has money and can afford the best things in life."
If that was one thing, Ginny hated. It was when people like Malfoy made jokes about her families' wealth. "You know Malfoy I was always taught that their was some good in everybody," she stood on her toes keeping eye contact at all costs, "And I thought I saw some good in you but I guess I was wrong. You belong in Azkaban along with your father," she screamed and then turned on her heel and walked back to Gryffindor tower.
Draco watched the littlest Weasley walk away and cursed his luck 'why does this always happen to me' and turned and walked down the stairs to the kitchens.
"Dobby" Draco yelled. A faint pop echoed immediately. Dobby could tell Draco was not in a good mood. He lived with the Malfoys his whole life, well that was until Harry Potter freed him.
"Master Malfoy how can Dobby help you?" Draco sat down on a stool as Dobby said this.
"I told you not to call me that Dobby. I'm not my father remember. Call me Draco."
"Dobby is sorry sir, but is there anything you would like before Dobby leaves."
"Actually Dobby there is. I was wondering if you had any dark chocolate ice cream."
"Let me check sir." Dobby disappeared in a puff of smoke and reappeared for the second time that night returning with a spoon and a pint of dark chocolate ice cream in his hands. "Here you go sir" Dobby placed the ice cream on the countertop. "Dobby is going to bed now sir so if you need anything just call." Draco nodded his head in acknowledgement and Dobby walked away this time.
Draco pulled the lid off the ice cream and dipped his spoon into it 'Finally' he thought. But when he replayed the days events in his mind he just couldn't get rid of what the Weasley girl had said to him.
Meanwhile a fairly pissed off Gryffindor was climbing the staircases noisily through the castle not caring who she woke up at this moment, "Stupid Malfoy,"… "Git,"… "Always has to ruin everything." Before Ginny knew it, she heard the Fat Lady speaking "What?" Ginny asked not paying attention.
"Password dear."
"Oh sorry, Slytherins Suck." The portrait swung open to reveal the now deserted common room. Ginny stepped through as the portrait swung closed to eliminate the Fat Ladies murmuring. She thumped up to the girls dormitories and flung open the door making a SMACK sound echoing throughout the tower.
"What the bloody hell," jumped Jenna. Ginny stalked through the dorm and sat down on her bed.
"Oh sorry about that," Ginny enlarged the popcorn bag and flung it at Jenna.
"What happened?" questioned Jenna catching the bag of popcorn.
"Nothing" Ginny said. Jenna looked at Ginny with an I-something's-wrong-so-spill- kind of look.
"Alright fine I give in its Malfoy."
"Care to elaborate on that Ginny," Jenna said carelessly trying not to let Ginny know too much.
Ginny sat up on the bed, "Well I was coming up the stairs out of the kitchens when Malfoy shows up being his annoying priggish self. And of course we go back and forth with insults, but then he starts making a comment about my family's money and I just couldn't keep my anger in anymore."
"Oh it will be okay Ginny you probably won't even see Malfoy anymore," said Jenna waving her hands about.
"Yeah you're probably right, but I just hate him so much," Ginny said building up her anger, "I wish I could just hex the life out of him." All throughout Ginny's story Jenna listened with interest trying to get information about Malfoy's life at school. What was she was getting herself into.
When the clock chimed midnight, the girls had finished their conversations and were getting ready for bed. Jenna was the first to climb into bed and fall asleep her even breathing echoing throughout the room.
Ginny stared at the ceiling of her room until her eyes slowly closed and she fell asleep, where she dreamt of herself standing outside a… mansion? She looked down and found herself wearing a red dress, and black hair cascading down her face. 'What the heck I have red hair' she thought. Looking at the mansion, she found herself walking up the stairs and through the front doors. It was as if she wasn't even in control of her own body. Soon she arrived on a balcony overlooking a ballroom.
The ballroom was filled with couples revolving around the floor looking as if it was a choreographed dance. Her feet dragged her down the stairs and stopped before she hit the bottom step. She looked up and found a guy holding out his hand silently asking her to dance with him. Ginny took his hand as they started slowly revolving around on the dance floor holding up the side of her dress with her hand. The only problem was she couldn't see his face. The only thing she could see was he had brown hair, with matching eyes.